Wednesday, 30 October 2013

Last weekend

Last weekend was one of those beautiful ones where everything was lovely and well with the world. This was very nice considering the car sadness of late.
On Friday my lovely mother picked me up from work and drove me down to Hastings. We had my favourite meal – a kebab from CafĂ© Anatolia (if you’re ever in Hastings, you must eat there) for dinner then spent the night catching up with the grandparents. On Saturday morning I went to the gym with my sister, which was good fun, then that afternoon my sister, mother and I went around Napier for a bit. The weather was divine. Later on, le sister and I shared a drink and a plate of salt and pepper calamari along the waterfront, just enjoying each others’ company and the splendid sun. That night we had a roast with the grandparents, and then watched a movie. So nice. On Sunday I went to church with the mothership, and caught up with one of my best friends whilst there. I got the bus back to Palmy that afternoon and chilled out back at the flat for the rest of the night.
Then it was fabulous waking up on Monday morning knowing I didn’t have to work! (4 day weekend here in NZ). In the morning I went to the gym then cleaned the house a bit. Spent the rest of the day with le garcon (walk, bird watching, bowling, dinner, movies). SO NICE.
Aaaaaaaan it’s Wednesday already!! Wooop!! This means only two more days and it’s the weekend again!! Love it.Hope you all had great weekends readers 

Monday, 21 October 2013


My car has been written off. On my way home from work last Thursday, a woman failed to give way to me at a busy intersection and plowed right into my car, completely screwing up the front right wheel and side panel. It was really scary, and I was shaking like crazy afterwards. It’s eerie because I’d been talking to my workmate less than an hour earlier about how you can do all you can to be a safe driver, but can’t control how other people drive. Then boom, car gets written off. I also remember thinking a few days prior that everything in life was going pretty smoothly. Then boom, everything is complicated by a car accident.

I’m really lucky though. My flatmate pointed out to me that if I’d been hit a bit further back, on the car door, I could have broken my leg. And then I wouldn’t have been able to go to Thailand. Now THAT would have been depressing.

Wednesday, 9 October 2013


I think I’m a very curious person. And I find people interesting. Because I work on a busy street, people are going past my window everyday, so I do a fair amount of people-watching. There are regulars who go past, and it sort of comforts me to see them go past at the same time, everyday.
There are these two guys that walk past together at 12pm everyday. One tall and lanky dark-haired guy who wears glasses. He’s always on the right. He kind of reminds me of Harry Potter, but is much taller. The other one is shorter and has a big nose. He exudes more ‘cool’ than his friend. They both wear crisp suits, though the shorter guy’s one is better fitting. On the odd occasion that taller guy is on his lonesome, he’ll walk back past eating a pie. Perhaps when he’s alone he succumbs to his pie-vice.  I feel like these two guys are accountants or lawyers. Or perhaps in real estate. With the risk of sounding incredibly creepy/stalkerish, I enjoy watching them. Not because I’m in love with them or obsessed with them. Just because I’m curious about them.
I want to know their names. I want to know their stories. I want to know who they are.

Wednesday, 2 October 2013


I have a new addiction. It’s a television show called Suits. And it is amazing. One of the best shows I’ve ever seen. Never before have I seen such wit, intelligence, handsomeness and class done so well. The show is about fictional Law firm Pearson Hardman, their cases and the various relationships and characters within the firm. One of the main characters, Harvey Spector (played by the very good-looking Gabriel Macht) is like the ultimate man. I’m in love with him. He’s quick witted and owns just about everyone he comes up against. His saucy red-haired assistant Donna is similarly fantastic. Suits is a show that I can really sink my teeth into, and that I feel smarter for watching. And on top of the glorious script and acting, all of the men wear suits. And I don’t think there’s anything that looks better on a man than a suit.
If you do nothing else today, watch the pilot of Suits. You’re missing out on some serious televisual brilliance if you don’t.
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