It's been a while...

So it has been a while since I last wrote on this blog. Four months to be exact. This is what happens when you let life carry you away. I suppose I don't have any real excuse for not writing. Other than I haven't made time to write and haven't felt like expressing the inner monologue. Today I do, as my husband is away on a business trip. I normally blurt out my crazy all over him and have been sensing a build up since late yesterday.

I am sitting in the apartment with no front door. They have spent the last few months upgrading our building with new wiring, new doors, proper fire hoses etc. Apparently we have been living in a building that could have self-combusted, at any moment. Unfortunately they measured our door wrong. Hence I am stuck for many hours without a door and can't leave to go to the gym at my lunch break. So I must sit here and work with drilling and banging pounding in the corridor, which I can see from the living room.

Apart from the door issue all is good. I have been contemplating my employment and my own work recently. I am working through some issues there but other than that all is good. See below for what I have been up to over the last four months.

The Police Concert















Melbourne Weekender















Nothing like watching your husband unlock a security door by slamming his a*se against the door sensor, a proud public moment for us both. (P.S his sensor card was in his wallet)


















Mmmmm, hot cross buns. So lekker.















Easter feast of pancetta wrapped sirloin with taragon, caper and garlic butter, butter and thyme potato stacks, macadamia steamed asparagus and peas.















Earth Hour: An hour by candle light















Calabrese from Ciao Italia in Perth















Crazy wig in antique shop


















Soldiers with boiled eggs at a local cafe















Ate dinner under the Opera House shells















Goodbye old friend (forced removal of a lovely old door)















So as you can see I have been mainly eating over the past few months, with the occasional stop at antique shops, the Opera House, my home city, and enduring embarrassing ass to door antics. I am not a total slacker though, I have been working my behind off, both at work and at the gym. Aaahh the gym, now that is a whole other story.

"I want your chicken dinner!"

"I want your chicken dinner!" This was one of the first things that I heard when we returned from our whirlwind tour of Perth this weekend. Yelled from a passing car outside out apartment, a little random.

We just came back from a whirlwind tour of Perth, for my sister in laws engagement party. It was an absolute ball, totally exciting, totally exhausting and full of many emotions (all good ones of course!).

It all began with a very early morning on Friday, where at 5am outside our apartment, awaiting a taxi, I was mistaken for a pr*stitute. Oh yes, I am serious. A stylish woman, wearing a trench and designer glasses was mistaken for a prossie and her husband holding their suitcase was mistaken for her p*mp. I suppose in our area the only people really out on the street at that time of the morning fulfill these certain "job description".

Our flight was delayed a bit, and we both sat in the airport thinking the obvious, "we could have had 40 extra minutes of sleep". The delay wasn't to bad though, we enjoyed some lovely juice, coffee and raspberry and pear bread, and the inexcusable sound of Japanese business men hocking up their phlegm into the airport bins. Charming!

Our flight over was...well...not good. We were on a small plane, in old uncomfortable chairs, hence we had no sleep, and endured a flight that seemed to go on forever. Happiness was restored when we landed, and were met by my husbands family. It was so great to see them again, and I was honoured by the request to be the maid of honour for my sister in law.

It only got better from there, we had a great lunch with her fiancee, his brother, all the bridesmaids and my mother in law. Then wedding dress shopping with all the gals. Then I had the pleasure of sneaking up on both my parents, my brothers, and my circle of girlfriends throughout the weekend. I was also able to meet the most beautiful baby in the world, one of my very dear friends daughter. When I saw her I felt an incredible warmth inside me. She was a little angel, and I couldn't keep my eyes or my hands off her the whole time I was visiting. Her Mamma is so beautiful and I have never seen her as happy as she was holding her beautiful daughter. It was a dream come true to see them and a huge highlight of the weekend, along with the big engagement bash on Saturday night. it was the usual huge family crowd, and it was great to catch up with all of them, and hear one of my father in laws great speeches.

We headed home this morning, leaving Perth at 11:30am, saying goodbye to the family all over again, and all my girlfriends earlier in the weekend. It was tough to do it all again, but at least this time we knew we had a home to go to where we were comfortable and happy. I already miss them all, but I know that we have made a good decision coming here, I just feel like it's where we belong.

Happy New Year!

After only a couple of minutes home I hear my first siren, and after an hour or so my first domestic dispute since returning from our New Years trip. Aah the serenity. There’s nothing like a nice afternoon filled with sirens, screaming and smashed glass to make you feel right at home again.

Happy New Year to all, hope that you had a hoot of a time and didn’t have to bad a hangover yesterday.