Another One Bites the Dust

Kyla's farewell.


I mean, you can change your mind any time now.



The Gold Coast may have beautiful weather, amazing beaches and endless amounts of 18 year olds binge drinking and street fighting but could any of this possibly compare to us?







I mean aren't you going to miss seeing how knotty I will let my hair get before even I think about brushing it?

How are you going to live with out ever seeing another intraday?

And how are you going to meet winners like this?



And did you even think about us? We are hurting! You can see it in Luke's face.



And see my smile? It's masking fears and tears.



You're probably too busy dreaming of cocktails with shrunken umbrellas to think of us.

Just kidding, prettiest girl, not about the us being devastated part but about the you being evil part. We all love you and wish you the best of luck!

Send post cards?

February's List

I received a letter in the mail last week. I wasn't expecting anything but this was the best thing I could have imagined. It made my week.



Aren't friends amazing?

Will You Love Me in December as You Do in May?

Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?

When my hair has all turned gray,

Will you kiss me then and say,

That you will love me in December as you do in May?

When Rodney came home from work, he took one look at me and said, "You wore that to work? You look like a mental patient, an elephant mental patient." I mean that was exactly the look that I was aiming to achieve.


New Jeffery Campbell Nation Boots - perfect gray ankle boots.




P.S.
Dear Abby,

My hair is way too ungray, how do I rectify this as soon as possible?

Signed,
Hagged out hair in North Beach

P.P.S. It was a James Walker ditty, ya'll.

Last Night's Adventures

Went to North Gong with the three amigos.


Or maybe three men and a lady? Whatevs, we went and on the way Robbo (the middle Amigo) gave us an exterior tour of the Master Builder's Club. They have a $6 all you can eat buffet on Australia Day and can you believe it, I passed on that opportunity. Saying, "no thank you" to food positioning this year.


Excitement!!! Freeeee stolen balloons!!!






This kid melts my heart even when he's sucking down helium and imitating lads. I expect him to reenact this joke every time he finds a balloon with helium, for the next 50 years. I mean when R. finds a joke that he thinks is funny he just can't let go......ever.

We never made it to North Gong by the way and I was probably in bed by 10:30PM.

It's Back!

For those who remember it, the yellow shirt is back.

Best item of clothing I have ever owned.

I wore it to meet this little cutie at Bento for lunch:




It wasn't all yellow shirts and silly faces, we ate too.

Weekendcity!!!!

For Christmas, Amy sent R. and I tickets to go see David Sedaris read at the State Theatre. In case I haven't mentioned her, Amy is my super genius NorthWestern University law student bestie that sends me the best presents ever. Did I mention we're meeting in South America this winter (my winter, her summer)? I mean after she sits the bar but before she saves the world working for a sooooper fancy law firm in D.C.? Yep, it's going to be pretty A O.K.

Anyhow, R. and I decided to make a weekend out of it.

Hesh morning train ride.

I finally got a chance to listen to last week's, "60 Minutes" with the feature on the campaign choices made by B. Obama, H. Clinton & J.McCain. Have you heard it yet? I mean wow.

We stayed at The Sheraton on the Park. It was pretty okay, the view was incredible and they had cable. You know I woke up at 6A.M. to watch the, "Keeping Up with the Kardashians" marathon. Wow layy-hame.


We went to a Japanese/Korean buffet for lunch. They also had pumpkin soup, it was weird but good.


We went to Chinatown and waited in line for cream puffs.



Then finally, after a nap/sushi coma and a swim we headed out to The State Theatre to see (in my best Oprah screaming voice..you know the one) MR. DAVID SEDARIS!!!!!!!!!!

He didn't allow photos (I mean would you want blurry iPhone photos of you on poorly written, insignificant blogs all over the Internet?!?!) but here is one of the ceiling in the foyer not as impressive but I liked it.


DS shared a number of stories, each very funny, none of which I had read/heard before. He is a very small man in stature, I was surprised by that but not with the amount of care in his word orchestration and placement of pauses. It was like each word, moment and breath was a newborn that he was gently placing in it's mother's arms. He answered questions after the reading and also spoke a bit on a number of subjects (Japan, his brother, traveling), he was just so clever and inspiring! Dying for his next set of moral-free fables (his words not mine) to be released.

After the reading, we weaved through drunk party goers, junkies and cops back to Chinatown for a late dinner.

Rodney ate while I yapped about how, "I think David and I could really be good friends" and, "I wonder where he's staying tonight?"..I mean if those aren't true words of a stalker, I don't know what are.

Straight back to the hotel for a cheesy Nic Cage movie then zzzzzville.

Am I creepy? I know, I totally agree.

On Sunday morning, we headed down to Pancakes on the Rocks for breakfast.

It's like popular or something. Want to hear something cute? Rodney's parents used to eat here after the disco in the seventies (it's open 24/7). I mean they're divorced now but it's cool, they're friends and it's still super cute.

Almost as cute as this kid waiting for his banana pancakes.

I mean, c'mon people, feed this Rarol!


The food was pretty delicious.


We walked off the food cramps at the markets, it was totally tourist city. P.S. Wanna move to The Rocks tomorrow? Anyone?...anyone?




Thank you weekend, I'll see you soon!

xoxo

While Rodney's Away.

Rodney flew to Melbourne for a week. I've been missing him. I've also been keeping busy (i.e. "The Jersey Shore", rereading Malcolm Lowry's, "Under the Volcano", breaking New Years' resolutions, list writing-ya know all that super productive stuff).

On Saturday night Karen invited me over for a 21st birthday party (because I haven't been feeling haggy enough lately) and a sleepover (best idea ever)!




I was in bed by eleven. The next morning Karen and I got motivated early and took a walk down to the Dapto markets. We saw this tree and Karen spoke of nothing but the tree for the remainder of the day.


Next time I go over her house, I fully expect to see a similar tree in her front yard. I mean she's probably at home researching how to obtain and care for one as I type.

It was crazy hot at the markets (and everywhere else in Wollongong) and I felt sorry for these animals.


But not sorry enough to take them home, I mean, I'm not crazy y'all! We lasted in the heat for about 5 minutes then we headed over to the shopping centre to chill in the air conditioning. We found a nice comfy couch which I really wanted to push over to the freezer section of Woolworth's but laziness won over again and we remained in between the empty Post Office and Rockman's (Australia's Lane Bryant). We decided that we couldn't handle walking back to Karen's house so she called her boyfriend to pick us up. I mean one 10 minute walk per day is enough!

We spent the afternoon watching DVDs (ummm...how funny is, "The Hangover"?!?!), eating delicous snacks and generally being as lazy as possible, it was bea-u-ti-ful!




Love Sundays.