WARNING - This post contains ENDLESS REALLY BAD, LIKE REALLY, REALLY BAD IPHONE PHOTOS. OMG WHEN WILL I LEARN AND START USING A PROPER CAMERA!!!???
First things first. If you would be so kind as to look to your right you will see a button "Vote for me now". If you feel so moved, I would be eternally grateful if you could hop over there and vote for me in the People's Choice Awards. I mean, there's only like 1000 entries or something so I AM A SHOE IN OBVIOUSLY!
Please and thank you.
Anyway as you all know it was my birthday this week, and in case you missed it I drew the winners of the Mollie Day prizes! Check it out if you want.
I got pressies.
I done got me some nice perfume from the kids and an attractive nightie and set of jarmies from the husband which were both very nice.
But I have to say the best loot came from my dear old parentals who are traditionally generous beyond measure with this stuff and didn't fail to impress.
Dad gave me money to buy - wait for it - MY VERY OWN LAPTOP COMPUTER! I KNOW! OMG!
So I done bought one.
It's an Asus something something. I like it. Downside is that it is running Windows 8. WTF? Windows 8 you are freaking me out beyond WORDS and making me feel ANCIENT AND HOPELESS! WHY SO WEIRD WINDOWS 8? Didn't the success of Apple teach you ANYTHING MICROSOFT? EVER HEARD OF USER FRIENDLINESS INTUITIVE SHIT BLAH BLAH?
I've been raging at it.
Here's hoping I come to grips with it STAT or someone will suffer. I might just write a VERY STRONGLY WORDED letter to a certain Mr Bill Gates outlining my displeasure.
Be afraid Bill.
Anyway, the other present of awesomeness was from my mum - money for a big ole fancy pants, trendy, the whole works hair cut.
Guys. Don't get freaked out (I mean I know I am a 33 year old, generously proportioned mother of two, respectable public servant and erstwhile librarian), but CHECK THIS OUT!
I got an UNDERCUT BABY! Just call me Rhianna. You can share my umbrella, ella, ella, any time you need to, any one of you.
My bloggie friend Kim from Falling Face First has written about her blossoming early-mid life crisis and its resulting pink hair action. I too am starting to rage against the dying of the light and saying HELL NO I WON'T GO gently into that good night.
Look it's a pretty small one but we all have to start somewhere. Maybe next time I will get some lopsided geometric hairstyle action too but first things first.
Another friend K has a group on FB called "F**K Yeah Girls with Short Hair - Oz" for fierce chicks like us who rock a short haircut. You should totes look her up and join.
So we came up to the Sunshine Coast to stay at the Slapdash Family Compound for Easter and I write to you from said Compound as we speak. This meant we had some built in babysitting and this subsequently facilitated a DATE NIGHT for M and I to celebrate my birthday. So we went to one of our favorite restaurants ever - The Spirit House, in Yandina. It's a Thai restaurant. A super dooper one.
We've been a few times for lunch but hadn't been there during the night before - just so gorgeous! I cannot rave enough!
Here's some random bad photography so you can feel like you were THERE TOO!
|It's set around a little pond like thing and you walk along a path to get there, all lit with lanterns and "spirit houses".|
|As we walked along I remarked perceptively, "It really reminds me of THAILAND!". Who'd have thought, eh?|
|We had a cocktail.|
|And some champagne.|
|We ate spicy delights. The end.|
Anyway it's been a nice week. We've even been to the beach. We met my friend K there with her two little children today. As we were playing on the grass near the sand a TV reporter and camerman came up to us. They walked right past me and zoomed in on olive skinned, beach touseled hair K and asked her probing questions like "What do you think people like to DO AT THE BEACH ON GOOD FRIDAY?" and so forth. I'm not sure what they were hoping she'd say. Perhaps they were angling for something like "Oh, we like to REENACT THE PASSION OF CHRIST FOR THE BEACHGOERS" or "We enjoy the beach at Easter because the sand in our jocks reminds us of CHRIST'S SUFFERING ON THE CROSS!". What they got was a lot of close ups of her baby A eating a hot cross bun covered in sand and grass.
After they'd got her comments and their 5 minute baby close up, they wandered off to find another attractive family to film.
Completely ignoring me and my offspring.
WTF!!?? The bloody cheek. DON'T THEY KNOW MY BABY IS THE CUTEST BABY EVER IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD???? I MEAN LOOK AT HIM!!!!
OK so maybe my outfit du jour wasn't screaming BEACH BEACH BEACH, what with my voluminous sun smart coverall, unshaven, pasty legs and Mum's old beach hat, but the kid has star potential at LEAST!.
How very dare they. I almost shouted out after them "I say there! You with the camera! HAVEN'T YOU FORGOTTEN SOMEONE!!!???".
Anyway Happy Easter readers! Hope you never have to suffer the indignity of being ignored by a regional television station's camera crew. How ever will we live it down?
Until next time!