Exciting news...

I am going to NY and LA!

I have finally paid for my ticket, so it's official : )

25 more sleeps.

3 day bday celebrations...

Well, despite the fact that I feel like I have been spending most of my waking hours working, I managed to stretch my bday celebrations over Friday, Saturday and Sunday - quite an impressive achievement.

Friday was drinks and pizza at Bligh after work. We also tested out the new dance floor that has been recently installed at the bar. Unfortunately, there were some incredibly bad dance moves (not ours) during the course of the evening.

Saturday involved more pizza at Il Goloso at Haberfield. We were meant to go to La Disfida, across the road from IG. LD however, does not take booking and assured me, when I called them, that I would have no problem getting 11 people in if I got there at 7. Unfortunately this is not the case. Anyway, after Lou and Parish very kindly checked out a couple of the other restaurants (while I was running late), we settled on Il Goloso. I had a really wonderful evening - hung out with a heap of friends, fab pizza, great looking (and tasting desserts).
A couple of people have strongly recommended La Disfida's pizzas, so I will definitely have to visit them at some stage.

And finally, Sunday was lunch at home with the folks. Mum made a wonderful prawn pasta and poached pears. And as usual, the birthday cake and cannoli came from Sulfaros : )

Quote of the day

A couple of friends and I try to email each other a "Quote of the Day", on a daily basis, as the name indicates, depending on how busy we all are.

We get these quotes from desk calendars, from books, I steal some from the chalkboard of the palms cafe and sometimes we just make them up.

Some of the quotes we circulate are really quite thought provoking or relevant at that point in time ... others are just very funny or silly.

So I have decided that some of these special quotes deserve a page of their own...

• "When you feel that nobody loves you, nobody cares for you, and everyone is ignoring you , you should start asking yourself...am I too sexy?" JR
• "There are flowers everywhere, for those who bother to look." Henri Matisse
• "You can never have too many handbags or too many friends. Or too many frinds with too many handbags." Hallmark c/o of one of my friend's birthday cards :)
• "To the timid and hesitating everything is impossible because it seems so." Walter Scott
• "Why is it, that no matter how busy we are, we always find time to worry?" PK Shaw
• "Never let the future disturb you. You will meet it, if you have to, with the same weapons of reason which today arm you against the present." Marcus Aurelius
• "What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us." Ralph Waldo Emerson
• "Nothing is a waste of time if you use the experience wisely", Auguste Renoir
• "Fashion is architecture: it is a matter of proportions", Coco Chanel
• "Remember happiness doesn't depend upon who you are or what you have; it depends solely on what you think." Dale Carnegie, c/o the coffee stand out the front of the office
• “Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.” Pablo Picasso
• "Have a vision not clouded by fear." Cherokee Proverb
• "Trust your hopes, not your fears." David Mahoney
• "I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, make them." George Bernard Shaw
• "The severity of an itch depends on how accessible it is to be scratched." AP

Babes & Books x Giles' Baby Shower

The book club girls caught up again yesterday for a combined book club and baby shower for Giles' impending bubba.

The book this time was a pick by Mars: "Silent in the Grave" by Deanna Raybourn.

Of course, there was some highly intellectual discussion about our favourite bits of the book: Soph and I shared our favourite bits of the book - see pages 373 and 224 respectively - definitely worth a read!

The book was great for one liners and it also had the best opening lines of any book I think I've ever read: "To say that I met Nicholas Brisbane over my husband's dead body is not entirely accurate. Edward, it should be noted, was still twitching upon the floor." : P

The baby shower bit was great too - we did our standard baby shower things: guess the girth (which I did atrociously at - sorry Giles); baby trivia  and matching baby photos with grown up book clubbers! Giles scored some wonderfully funky baby gear (red stripes is obviously very in for the junior crowed - Giles junior is guaranteed to be a very hip baby!).

Eurotrash .. I mean Eurovision

This is the first year I have watched Eurovision without PB (I just got back home from dropping him off at the airport - he was over for mother's day).

I have decided its much more fun when we watch it together and bag it out. And there is soo much material we could have a go at - the songs, the the clothes, the make up, the presenters (and of course the voice over man), Finnish singers channelling Evanesence and Irish singers channeling Kasey Chambers and some 70's hippie at the same time...

Happy birthday to db-dray!

I only realised, after the fact, that I have managed to keep my Blog going for a whole year!

Pretty impressive, seeing as a year ago, I thought the blog thing was way too complicated ...

However, once again, I haven't posted for about a month (bust at work and having too much fun generally), so, at the request of AB, I'm going to be doing a monster post after this one!

Happy easter!

I have had 3 blissfully work-free days so far...

I have spent it sleeping in, bumming around, shopping with mum and PB, reading and watching DVDs. I hung out w M on Fri nite - we were a bit nanna-ish and just had a cuppa and chilled at her place, and I caught up with SMC and Mesiti, which was good, as I haven't seen those two for what seems like ages.

PB is back from Melb for the break, so we're going to spend some sibling quality time together tomorrow at the races.

Definite highlight this week will before Weds - I have a day of leave to go to Ladies' Day at Randwick - YAY!

*ahhh* happy days!

Big weekend...

Well, Im pleased to say I just had a weekend jam packed with fun...well, most of it. I did some apartment viewing yesterday, which, of course, was more depressing than fun, however the rest of the weekend was great!

Started off by seeing The Singer, which is showing as part of the French Film Festival at Palace in Leichhardt. Not too bad...its about this older washed out (older) "crooner" who tries to pursue this younger woman...however I dont know whether I'd actually recommend it - maybe I judt dont deal with not-happy endings very well.

Then, after some consideration, I decided that I would take up a friend's invite to catch up for a St Pat's Drink at PJ Gallagher's out is Parra (yes, Bel, athough I did say yes strsight away, I did have a think about it afterwards). Anyway, I am REALLY surprised at what a great time I had there.

There was quite a mixed crowed: people who had just come from the races (some classy looking, and some not so classy looking), people out for a St Pat's drink, some older guys who looked like locals, some major skank sorts (I bumped into a girl in the bathroom who had some serious silicon happening - at one stage she patted her very bare (and big) chest, and it actually rippled like a waterbed - just wrong), anyway, I digress, and then there were also the leprechauns. So yes, a very diverse crowd.

The music was also great - lots of old stuff - the sort of stuff I used to rememebr hearing on 2WS, which always used to be on the radio at home in the mornings before we headed off to primary school. I am not generally known for getting up on the dance for and dancing in a sober state - however thats exactly what happened - and didnt stop till we decided to leave at about midnight. I suprised even myself.

Then Sunday, I did the Bridge Walk. We started at North Sydney, slowly meandered across the Bridge, whilst being subjected to hideous flourescent yellow baseball caps and blowup Bridge hats. Despite the very tacky, old style Hollywood epic type music
that was blaring through loudspeakers along some sections of the Bridge (and the guy who stood up on a barricade and spontaneously burst into song, singing Happy Birthday), it was actually a pretty cool afternoon. We then hung around the National trust House, which was cashing on on all the people around, and then tried to find something to eat, which was a lot harder than we all expected. We felt like Japenese, but the places we know of were not open...so we had to trek from Circular Quay back up to the Rocks, after we decided on a pub dinner at the Lord Nelson.

So yes, all in all a GREAT weekend.

*postscript my legs were killing for about 4 days after the Bridge walk