Peter set up Picnic By The Motorway for me all those years ago. Some of you may remember him.

Congratulations Peter! Love love love x

Also, I need a new oven because the stove that came as a chattel with the house has rust falling from the roof of the oven.

What do you need?

Along with the regular work I needed to do today, I also booked the floor finishing, submitted our mortgage split, researched skip bins,  came home and sorted through a bunch of clothes I’m going to try and sell at a work swap-meet thing, popped them in the wash, put away the dishes, made dinner, hung the clean clothes on the line… and then I hit the wall.
Now I’m resting my tired old-lady bones in bed.

Slowly. Chipping. Away. At. It. All.

That photo was taken on the drive from Los Angeles to Las Vegas. I thought the whole road thing and the colours tied in nicely with what we’ve got going on here.

So, at the moment I’m supposed to be packing but I’m a wee bit in can’t-be-arsed mode. I had a late-ish night and then got up early in order to take my niece Ava to the Tinkerbell movie – which is definitely one of those kids movies that’s for kids. It’s all wholesome goodness and totally lacks any sneaky jokes to help keep the adults amused. Anyway, after dealing with a four year old (and Joel) for half the day and then carting around a few boxes, I pretty much can’t be bothered.

Joel has been skiving off so he can watch the Warriors and he’s pretending to help by uploading a couple of records on TradeMe. I would rather he just hauled ass and did some heavy lifting damn it.

Might go have a lie down…

A quick recap on life events…

• Bought a house.
• Have started watching the Hills regularly (bad timing, we’re nearing the end of the last season after all, and who the hell is Allie Lutz?).
• The few kilos I lost (see last entry) I have now put on again… and then some.
• Worked with Florence of And The Machine fame today and she is delightful, politeful and very sweet indeed

That’s about all that’s happened really – the biggie being the house thing.

What have you been up to lately?

Is there a secret?

There is a drama going on at the moment between two of my siblings. I don’t know what has happened because I don’t want to end up caught in the middle, but despite trying to be Switzerland on it, I’ve still managed to end up in tears tonight.

Family can make you feel like the most important person in the world, but they can also make you feel like total shit.

Say, here’s a question, what are the rules about bakeries being open on Good Friday? Because, I went down to my local and bought a pie and doughnut. Then I toddled to Baker’s Delight and grabbed a six-pack of hot cross buns. When I was a kid the whole flippin’ world shut down on Good Friday and Easter Sunday, I guess times have changed.

Burger Rings don’t cost 15 cents a packet, pools have to have fences around them, and we no longer do family trips to Rendalls to rifle through the bargain bins. In fact, we no longer do family trips anywhere.

I miss being a kid.

This is one of the reasons I left telly life.