Chicken Party

I had such a great weekend, but now I am tired due to lack of sleep.

I had a hens party for one of my very best friends, and I had a lots of vested interest in this particular party as I am her Maid of Honour.

I have to say that we actually really pulled the day off fantastically! (is that a word?)

We had a wine tour during the day with several stops at amazing Tasmanian wineries including, Pipers Brook, Iron Pot Bay and Bay of Fires. We had an amazing lunch at Pipers Brook, and an amazing day and the rain held out for the whole of it.

Then in the evening we went out for dinner to a little tavern and had a delicious dinner and the staff were incredibly accommodating! followed by a jaunt out into the town where everyone danced like crazy people (or was that just myself??)

The picture above is my sister and myself being nuts and tossing our hair. (also my bra is showing, but it is possibly I was having too much fun to notice.)

Hens Parties are fun, I cant wait to have my own!!!

A Harbour of Fun

Some pictures from my trip to Sydney for my friends hens night. I was just walking around all this day taking photos of everything I saw that looked even slightly interesting.

If I don't blog them, I will never remember why it was that I took them at all!

These Old looking stairs are in the most strange place. In the Harbour and among all these new looking white buildings. I don't even know where they lead.
Sydney Harbour Bridge... Just Cos.

This cool rock wall which just dropped straight down in this wharf area.

A super old stone building with a tall modern glass building behind it. And the submarine next to the ship at the Maritime museum.

Wow these are really boring photos! But, god Sydney was fun...

Sleeping on a Cloud

Ever since I was a little girly, I have always had this massive obsession with flying. The bit I love most about flying in planes is looking at the world from above, and especially the part where you get to look at the world from above the clouds. I adore the moments in flight when you break through the clouds andstart to ascend above them. This is when you can see them look their most fluffy and delicious. and sometimesyou can see their flatt bottoms and the cotton candy tops at the same time. Its like magic.

I also really enjoy being a total eejit and taking photos from the plane window. I know I am such a tourist. But really, who can help themselves being a little impressed by the whole aerial view of a city. Who can not be amazed to see roads snaking off into the distance, through cities and farmland. Ok maybe lots of people.

As such I thought I would share my inner childish-ness with you in the form of some pictures from my latest trip. Some are flying over Sydney (or Melb?) and some are flying into Newcastle, but you will have to guess which are which.

I hope these photos make someone happy today. Even if it is because they are thinking to them selves, 'a 25 year old sat in a plane and took these photos like a 10 year old with a new camera.' You may laugh, but clouds are wonderful. Why do you think people want to sleep on them and not with the fishes?

Oldies but Goodies

Don't you just love having a catch up with a friend over coffee, or a yummy dinner. Today I had the rare chance to do both.

This morning I caught up with a friend who I see reasonab

ly often for a coffee at my mum's house. I turned on the clunky, 10 year old coffee machine at my mum's house and we sat around and drank hot chocolate and chai latte's while her daughter ran around watering the grass outside. It was just a blissful morning in the sun chatting and drinking yummy drinks, for a portion of the price of going out for coffee at a cafe.

Then this evening I had pad thai at a small takeaway 5min between another friend's and my house. The food wasn't gourmet, but it is always so nice to indulge in small pleasures such as catching up for a quick meal.

I ended up having a really nice day and it felt productive because I had caught up with people who I don't necessarily get to see that often, and it didn't cost too much money.

I would recommend taking time out every now and then to catch up with those people who you don't get to see very often. It can be hard to make time in you busy scedule and I know I am guilty of neglecting people. But you, and they will feel all the better for taking the time to catch up in person. Well, thats the way I feel anyway.

Tissu's

I have a strange hobby which includes falling metres at a time and landing by having knotted myself in a bit of material. (sounds like something spy's do right? Or am I kidding my self?)

My Hobby is a circus act called tissu or silks or I am sure it has a million other circus-y names, but I don't know what any of those are...

On the weekend I got to try out my at home tissu's as we finally had some good weather and have found some old foam we can use as safety mats (read: not safe enough) Now I barely ever actually fall, but even worse than falling in this hobby, is getting burnt. Sunburn would be bad enough, but then you end up getting a massive rope burn.

I currently have a really nasty and ugly red raw patch of skin on my side, which is approximately 9cm wide by 3 cm high. and can I just say OUCH! If you have not suffered silk burns before (which I imagine is not as common as a bruised leg), let me tell you, that it is not friendly. Its my own stupid fault, I would normally have a long top tucked into my leggings under a 3/4 sleeve top which keep most of the burns away, but this particular day seeing as tissu was not the only thing on the agenda I neglected to put another top on. and of course did all the usual tricks anyway. This is what you get.

Let this be a warning to all the teens out there who wish to run away and join the circus. It might seem fun, but let me tell you, it hurts.

In other news, Back at work today and thinking about whether we can put biscuits in tins and sell them, or if this would be too much work due to packaging safety standards...

Cruising

Riding in mums car with my great grandmother in the passenger seat on a sunny day.

Bliss!






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Memories Just Arent Enough

Did you ever lost someone that you never thought you would lose?

I lost someone, who was so young when he died, that I had never even imagined living with out him, as it was pretty much inconceivable. But I am guessing it was even worse for his little sisters and his mum.

I cried today. For a full 20 minutes all by my little lonesome in the car. I don't exactly know what started me off, but then I was thinking, memories just aren't enough to keep someone fresh in your mind, to remember what you really thought of them and what they really looked like and how they spoke to you and to others. I remember that he was nice to everyone, I remember his little quirks, like how he used to be able to readily able to pull apart electronic gadgets, with the full intention of putting them back together, but somehow they never quite got put back together. I remember that he was never afraid to hug, and I remember his reliance on computers, and maybe thats enough, maybe all you need to keep them close to you forever is those happy memories that had always seemed to make up such a large part of their personality at the time. But then you realise that they are never coming back, thats when you know that memories just aren't enough you feel like you need to give them a hug one more time, you need to send them a text and tell them something important, or maybe you just need them to know you love them.

It's probably one of the hardest things to go through, to lose someone and to wish that you could have them back, but to know that you can't. So I dedicate this post to all the people out there who miss someone severely and forever. I empathise with you, but I can't sympathise with you. Sorry.

Road Trippin

Since I have started a new job it has become a part of what I do to be a 'rep' which so far has not been very sales focused, as everywhere I have gone everyone has actually been happy to see me! incredible for a sales rep! anyways, thought since I would be tripping around here and there a bit I would share my adventures with you. Starting by leaving Launceston about 8:10am

Next was my first coffee for the morning at Campbell Town, not the best coffee of my life actually, but by this stage I was hungry and feeling like I needed a pep up!

Driving from Campbell Town to Bicheno is along my favourite road ever, the Lake Leake Hwy. Its this amazing windy road with the best corners. If you dont get stuck behind an annoying car it is a great drive.

I would like to take a moment here to thank all the people I encountered on this day who actually pulled off the road to let me past I think about maybe 3 out of 5 cars today actually let me past which NEVER happens! So THANK YOU! The kind people who did this actually seriously made my day!

I had my first appointment of the day in Bicheno, which was lovely and warm! I actually took off my jacket in Bicheno, which I have not done in days. I think it was about 15 and sunny! I could have gone swimming! ...(or not)

Lunch!.... Chippies! While I was eating lunch about 50 seagulls surrounded me to try and eat my lunch. So when I had finished eating I put all my rubbish in the bin so there was NONE for the seagulls! Huh! (I think seagulls should really eat raw fish. There are still seagulls somewhere in the world which actually do. I think.

As I was leaving St Helens I stopped to take this picture. It is a strange place St Helens, somewhere between a small coastal town and a mid sized town, there are things like Chickenfeed ($2 / reject shop) but then there are lots of little places trying to make it more quaint. I don't know, its just not my favourite place ever.

Finally on the way back across lake Leake as I headed towards Campbell Town I drove into this beautiful sunset. My camera just does not capyure how nearly perfect it was, like this other time I drove back from our shack and there was this amazing light, which has impressed me for the rest of my life.

And that was the end of my day! Then I came back and had curry for dinner! Yum

Ok so that was kinda a fat day. will work on that for next trip...

I am Working!...

Yes indeed I am, I am still at work at the job I am leaving until Wednesday. My boss has just told me that after 2pm for the next 3 days I will be helping out in reception so that the reception lady can be trained up in her new area.



I am hoping that being in reception will mean that I can make the afternoons go a little faster by doing some computer entry work, where at present my days are going reasonably slowly while I am waiting to finish up.



In other news! Had a photoshoot on Sunday afternoon with a new photographer. It went quite well, I hope! Its always so hard to know whether it went well until after the fact. Most photographers tend to give you some idea of how the shoot is going as you go along by showing you some photos they have taken, but I didn't even get a peek yesterday. Not that it is a big deal, all people work differently, and I got along well with the photographer which is always good.

I think posing is one of the strangest things to do. I can never smile normally, I feel like my face is all funny, it isnt, I dont think, it just feels that way. I can never understand why photographers want to work with me. They always look me up for time for prints, and I dont mind, gives me experience and more images for my portfolio, or simply for fun as the case may be, but it is a strange thing. I don't think I am wonderfully good looking, or very special yet even though I am not getting paid, I still get a bit of experience. I wonder if I dropped 10KG I might be able to get paid work? hmmmm somthing to consider.

Ok I considered it and i decided that unless it drops off by osmosis I am not going to be losing that weight. (is osmosis the right word to use here? probably not)

River Views

Sound: Micky Green - Honky Tonk

Sitting in the living area of the J family shack, and I see a view of the river, which usually silent, is currently crowded with boats of all shapes and sizes. Not as peaceful as our usual vista due to the holidays.

Today is Good Friday, I swear every year that someone has to remind me why there are unusual rules for this day. Went out for breakfast this morning with Dad, T, J and M. Trust me that you do not want me to tell you what I had for breakfast, or even for lunch on this strict day! Oops...

I am not particularly religious, or even observant of other religions. I guess its because I did not grow up with religion in my family particularly. Also because I believe 'each to their own' and expect the same in return from everyone else. Though I have to say that in traditions where Women are subjugated to men in some way makes me dislike religion far more...

Thank you mum and dad for raising me to believe what ever I wanted to believe, or believe nothing at all!

So for this 5 day holiday, I am going to be spending with J family, I will probably be in a less amiable mood by the end of it. J's mum asking me questions constantly, J's cousin's girlfriend hates me. (One time I said she was skinny. She IS, and it was meant as a compliment. Interestingly J's other cousin once said she was fat, jokingly, and she hates him too. Go figure)

So if I return to work in 5 days and am HAPPY to be there, you know that I am at the end of my proverbial tether...