WAKE UP! They are metaphorically shouting! Every morning I put myself through the torture of the alarm going off at least 4 times after snooze, because I just can't bring myself to crawl out of my warm and cosy bed. It is just too much of a shock to have to get up and out in to the cold world (see previous post - Autumn is in the air). But every morning I do it. Mainly because the dogs cold wet nose says pokes me and this tells me she needs to go outside.
This morning however I actually got up after 1 alarm ringing. I don't quite know what's wrong yet, but I am up and ready early, and will be actually walking to the station this morning. Until then I am at a loss. I am too early to leave, but too awake to go back to sleep. Ah what a dilemma. I could take the dog for a walk, but then I would need another shower, I could attempt to go back to sleep but then I run the risk of falling back to sleep, or I could troll through the message boards to keep me amused for another 15 minutes. What to do?
Maybe I should just go have breakfast instead.
What do you do?
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Autumn is in the air
Seems as though in Melbourne, Autumn has come early .Those clean crisp mornings have replaced the warm (not hot this year) starts to our day. It is lovely to step outside and not melt as soon as you hit the train. Nothing worse than having to press up against some sweaty armpit as you struggle to stay up right, as the train lurches from station to station.
There is a downside though. Because we have started wearing warm clothing again I have noticed I am wearing scarves again. In February. If I was in London, this wouldn't be a problem, but for Melbourne, in Summer, this is not a good thing. I realise that by living and working in Melbourne we are prone to having four Seasons in one day, but in reality, it has never really been this tumultuous before! And while I look very cute in scarves, I am not ready to put away my Summer clothes just yet.
Here's hoping that this weekend is all the weather people are promising. I want at least one more weekend to enjoy some warm sunshine before Winter descends once more.
There is a downside though. Because we have started wearing warm clothing again I have noticed I am wearing scarves again. In February. If I was in London, this wouldn't be a problem, but for Melbourne, in Summer, this is not a good thing. I realise that by living and working in Melbourne we are prone to having four Seasons in one day, but in reality, it has never really been this tumultuous before! And while I look very cute in scarves, I am not ready to put away my Summer clothes just yet.
Here's hoping that this weekend is all the weather people are promising. I want at least one more weekend to enjoy some warm sunshine before Winter descends once more.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Not a clean sock to be found.
I don't know how he does it. He is only one man, but the amount of laundry that the Boy can create, is phenomenal. Five loads of washing on the weekend. FIVE. And the basket is still full.
Saturday morning started with three loads of washing. It was accumulated from the past 2 weeks or so, as only one load had been done the weekend previous. All these loads went in the machine, and out on the line, and quickly there was no more room to hang anything else out. And miraculously there was NOTHING in the basket. It was truly a lovely feeling, empty basket == happy BtrFly.
Then the Boy got home from work, and after a quick bout on the computer, and trying to find something in the bedroom, well cleaning up of all his things were on for young and old. Don't get me wrong, he isn't untidy by nature, just a bit lazy, so clothes that had been washed in weeks previous had gone on the pile of other clothes, and dirty clothes, well they just hadn't worked out how to walk across the room to hop into the basket. By the time he had finished the basket was overflowing, and I spent Sunday doing another two loads of washing. The basket still isn't empty, but I have to have something to do next weekend I suppose... At least now his socks are mostly clean.
Saturday morning started with three loads of washing. It was accumulated from the past 2 weeks or so, as only one load had been done the weekend previous. All these loads went in the machine, and out on the line, and quickly there was no more room to hang anything else out. And miraculously there was NOTHING in the basket. It was truly a lovely feeling, empty basket == happy BtrFly.
Then the Boy got home from work, and after a quick bout on the computer, and trying to find something in the bedroom, well cleaning up of all his things were on for young and old. Don't get me wrong, he isn't untidy by nature, just a bit lazy, so clothes that had been washed in weeks previous had gone on the pile of other clothes, and dirty clothes, well they just hadn't worked out how to walk across the room to hop into the basket. By the time he had finished the basket was overflowing, and I spent Sunday doing another two loads of washing. The basket still isn't empty, but I have to have something to do next weekend I suppose... At least now his socks are mostly clean.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Ahh comedy shows. You make me laugh.
Brilliant night out last night. Went to see a comedy show at the Comics Lounge in North Melbourne with Dad (he is down until tomorrow), the Boy and a friend. I had cheap tickets that have to be used and I thought what better way than to go see Cal Wilson and friends.
The night started with pizza (for me) at a cafe/pub type place up the road from the venue. Not bad food, and the Boy was more than happy with his gnocchi. For an Aussie through and through, he loves his different ethnic styled foods. We got dessert to go, and wandered down Errol St snarfing our food. The Boy's was covered in powdered sugar and he mentioned people might think he had been rolling in flour or some other innocuous substance *shifty eyes* if he wasnt careful!
Thankfully he managed to get it down (it was a massive snot block, aka vanilla slice) and we met Dad at the venue. Our friend was running late, so we went in to get seated. Friend rocked up a little late, but still managed to just get in before the show started.
Cal Wilson was the MC for the nights entertainment, and I have to say, I <3 Cal Wilson, I think her self deprecating style of humour is very well done, and she doesn't seem to take it all too seriously. I have seen her live once before, and I would see her again in another show. The other comedians were pretty good, except for the guy who thought he was being deadpan, instead he was just dead. One guy sitting behind me yelled out, "get off the stage". I seriously considered leaving. He was at the point of being vulgar, very monotone, it was really hard to listen to, and just not funny, and the rest of the audience thought so as well. Thankfully he was the only real down fall of the night.
I usually find the comedians that fall flat to either be really new, or very nervous, or both. I have been to an opening show of a guy who had never performed before, and it showed. He was too nervous to really get the timing right for his show, and as a result it really ruined what could have been a great night. He was forcing the act, with things that he thought should be funny, but only if you have the comedic reaction of a 10 year old. That said the geeky premise was good, and coming from an engineering background he should have pushed the geekiness up a notch. I do wish him luck, because I believe if he can master his material, he would do better.
So, give me your stories. Funny ha ha or funny groan, it's all comedy under the bridge.
The night started with pizza (for me) at a cafe/pub type place up the road from the venue. Not bad food, and the Boy was more than happy with his gnocchi. For an Aussie through and through, he loves his different ethnic styled foods. We got dessert to go, and wandered down Errol St snarfing our food. The Boy's was covered in powdered sugar and he mentioned people might think he had been rolling in flour or some other innocuous substance *shifty eyes* if he wasnt careful!
Thankfully he managed to get it down (it was a massive snot block, aka vanilla slice) and we met Dad at the venue. Our friend was running late, so we went in to get seated. Friend rocked up a little late, but still managed to just get in before the show started.
Cal Wilson was the MC for the nights entertainment, and I have to say, I <3 Cal Wilson, I think her self deprecating style of humour is very well done, and she doesn't seem to take it all too seriously. I have seen her live once before, and I would see her again in another show. The other comedians were pretty good, except for the guy who thought he was being deadpan, instead he was just dead. One guy sitting behind me yelled out, "get off the stage". I seriously considered leaving. He was at the point of being vulgar, very monotone, it was really hard to listen to, and just not funny, and the rest of the audience thought so as well. Thankfully he was the only real down fall of the night.
I usually find the comedians that fall flat to either be really new, or very nervous, or both. I have been to an opening show of a guy who had never performed before, and it showed. He was too nervous to really get the timing right for his show, and as a result it really ruined what could have been a great night. He was forcing the act, with things that he thought should be funny, but only if you have the comedic reaction of a 10 year old. That said the geeky premise was good, and coming from an engineering background he should have pushed the geekiness up a notch. I do wish him luck, because I believe if he can master his material, he would do better.
So, give me your stories. Funny ha ha or funny groan, it's all comedy under the bridge.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Stop. Bender time!
Well not quite, though I thought we would get close. Last night was a night out at the Vodka Bar with Dad, the Boy and the Boy's cousin. Lots of drinking of flavoured vodka shots (I have to say I absolutely loved the pineapple vodka, and the rose flavoured one as well) followed by very tasty food (I had potato gnocchi fried and then put in a bowl with mushroom ragout - nom). But mostly it was about the perve factor on Chapel St.
For those of you who don't know Melbourne, Chapel St is a very long road that runs through quite a few suburbs. It is in the more affluent area of Melbourne, and it attracts a lot of tourists. We had a window table, and with the application of not really a lot of alcohol at all, the comments on the "scenery" began. And oh boy, they were not picky. It was very funny though, because we saw a lot of different people, and even a boy with a "Bieber" hair-do (not good on anyone over 13 in my opinion..)
After dinner, a stroll down Chapel Street was just what was required to walk off some of the food we had just eaten, lovely night for a wander really. Cops were out doing their thing. The girls in short dresses were starting to emerge, and the boys with hats were accompanying said girls in short dresses. Gotta love a hat when the sun is down!
For those of you who don't know Melbourne, Chapel St is a very long road that runs through quite a few suburbs. It is in the more affluent area of Melbourne, and it attracts a lot of tourists. We had a window table, and with the application of not really a lot of alcohol at all, the comments on the "scenery" began. And oh boy, they were not picky. It was very funny though, because we saw a lot of different people, and even a boy with a "Bieber" hair-do (not good on anyone over 13 in my opinion..)
After dinner, a stroll down Chapel Street was just what was required to walk off some of the food we had just eaten, lovely night for a wander really. Cops were out doing their thing. The girls in short dresses were starting to emerge, and the boys with hats were accompanying said girls in short dresses. Gotta love a hat when the sun is down!
Oh and to top off the night, and we even had a brush with fame, seeing Dave Hughes buying some Lord of the Fries across the street!
If you enjoy your Vodka and your "scenery", and you are in Melbourne, Borsch Vodka Tears is the place to go. Just remember to book because they are always busy!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
i-Hell
I have just had to walk someone who I originally thought was fairly tech savvy, installing iTunes on the computer for the iPad. Please note that I have never worked on a helldesk - and it was never one of my choices for a career.
I seem to have been landed with the defacto tech support in my office, which can be quite frustrating, because a. I have never been trained in it, and b. google is where I get my info - so you can get it there too. I am always worried that what I am doing is going to break things further, or have what I am doing not work at all. But all that work is usually done with me in control of the keyboard. Now doing it over the phone is a different beast altogether. You can't see what has gone wrong on the other end of the line, or know what the other person is seeing or clicking. Oh you can have a reasonable guess, but you never really know.
Oh. My. Goodness.
In order to make it work we have had to be on the phone for the better part of 45 minutes. All to set up a photo sync. Credit to the person working with me, it must be frustrating to try and explain to someone what you are seeing, in order for them to be able to help you, but thank goodness I have had experience in training people, and that gave me patience, because I can see I would be crap as a helldesk-er.
To those of you who work or have worked helldesk, I salute you, and all your patience.
I seem to have been landed with the defacto tech support in my office, which can be quite frustrating, because a. I have never been trained in it, and b. google is where I get my info - so you can get it there too. I am always worried that what I am doing is going to break things further, or have what I am doing not work at all. But all that work is usually done with me in control of the keyboard. Now doing it over the phone is a different beast altogether. You can't see what has gone wrong on the other end of the line, or know what the other person is seeing or clicking. Oh you can have a reasonable guess, but you never really know.
Oh. My. Goodness.
In order to make it work we have had to be on the phone for the better part of 45 minutes. All to set up a photo sync. Credit to the person working with me, it must be frustrating to try and explain to someone what you are seeing, in order for them to be able to help you, but thank goodness I have had experience in training people, and that gave me patience, because I can see I would be crap as a helldesk-er.
To those of you who work or have worked helldesk, I salute you, and all your patience.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Lunch with Dad
Dad is down for a visit, and he thought he would be funny and ask me to lunch. In French. He speaks it (sort of), but it is not on my list of languages I am fluent in. By the rest of the text I am sent, I gathered his message meant what are you doing for lunch and do you want to have lunch with me. Being that I had no other plans for my midday edibles, I said yes.
Lunch was at a restaurant nearby, and was not bad, though the service was quite slow, and the food portions to cost ratio was quite high. The reason it was not bad was because I don't get to see my family very often, and I am a little bit of a Daddy's girl. Always have been. He once told me that he always wanted either a girl or a cow. Now it doesn't seem affectionate, but that's just the way my Dad is. A little off beat, a little quirky (gee I wonder where I get that from..) and I wouldn't take him any other way.
So anyway, plan is he is coming over for dinner as well. Should be interesting. At least the food portions will be generous.
Lunch was at a restaurant nearby, and was not bad, though the service was quite slow, and the food portions to cost ratio was quite high. The reason it was not bad was because I don't get to see my family very often, and I am a little bit of a Daddy's girl. Always have been. He once told me that he always wanted either a girl or a cow. Now it doesn't seem affectionate, but that's just the way my Dad is. A little off beat, a little quirky (gee I wonder where I get that from..) and I wouldn't take him any other way.
So anyway, plan is he is coming over for dinner as well. Should be interesting. At least the food portions will be generous.
Walking. Should do more of that.
I finally managed to get up with enough time to do everything I wanted to this morning. It doesn't happen very often. Most days it takes me a very long time to wake up. My snooze button eventually gives up the ghost, and stops going off, and about 20 minutes after this point I finally wake up enough to get up. Terrible I know. Usually it is a mad rush to get ready and out the door, just in time to drive to the station to catch my train to work.
So this morning, I was conscious enough to get up only 5 minutes after the last snooze went off! Scary - I know! Get up, get dressed, eat breakfast, do the dishes, oh hang on, I am 20 minutes early! You know what, how about a walk this morning. It. Was. Great. Gave me more time to ponder the beautiful morning in the 20 minute walk to the train station. Got my morning exercise and saved the planet at the same time.
Even arrived with 3 minutes to spare. What could you do if you got up 15 minutes earlier?
So this morning, I was conscious enough to get up only 5 minutes after the last snooze went off! Scary - I know! Get up, get dressed, eat breakfast, do the dishes, oh hang on, I am 20 minutes early! You know what, how about a walk this morning. It. Was. Great. Gave me more time to ponder the beautiful morning in the 20 minute walk to the train station. Got my morning exercise and saved the planet at the same time.
Even arrived with 3 minutes to spare. What could you do if you got up 15 minutes earlier?
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Roses are red, violets are blue...
Ahh valentines day. Always a good time for card companies, candy makers and flower sellers, especially roses. I saw plenty of people with flowers and loved up expressions on their faces on the way home yesterday. It was lovely to see these outward expressions of devotion to another.
What did the Boy and I do? The Boy and I did nothing! That's right, nothing! And I am ok with that. Every day he tells me he loves me, and I tell him I love him. I would much rather he spoilt me on my birthday than on a day where everyone is supposed to be loved up. That's not to say we don't enjoy spoiling each other in other ways, on other days. Just spending time together is good fun - we make sure we enjoy life and each other.
I am not ashamed to say I love my husband and his pirate ways. And yarrr he would agree with me!
Only 364 days till the next time these sellers get more money out of everyone! Wherever you are, I hope you too have love in your life, even if it is just the dog or cat, curled up beside you, and if you don't well, you can always get yourself some flowers, a glass of wine or a beer, a good meal, and enjoy being alone - one of the most important lessons we all have to learn.
What did the Boy and I do? The Boy and I did nothing! That's right, nothing! And I am ok with that. Every day he tells me he loves me, and I tell him I love him. I would much rather he spoilt me on my birthday than on a day where everyone is supposed to be loved up. That's not to say we don't enjoy spoiling each other in other ways, on other days. Just spending time together is good fun - we make sure we enjoy life and each other.
I am not ashamed to say I love my husband and his pirate ways. And yarrr he would agree with me!
Only 364 days till the next time these sellers get more money out of everyone! Wherever you are, I hope you too have love in your life, even if it is just the dog or cat, curled up beside you, and if you don't well, you can always get yourself some flowers, a glass of wine or a beer, a good meal, and enjoy being alone - one of the most important lessons we all have to learn.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Moomba festivus
So a little over a month ago I applied to be a Moomba volunteer. You know, someone who looks like they know what they are doing, when in actuality, not so much! The reason behind my application? I wanted to meet some new people and this seemed like the perfect place to do it.
I finally received a phone call about it about a week ago, and tonight I am part of a group interview. A group interview I tell you! back in 2005 I volunteered my time to help with the bridge run, and there was no interview process just an email telling you where to be, and what to wear. Oh and remember the sunscreen! My how times have changed.
I guess they know by now I am a little crazy, or maybe it is a prerequisite of being a volunteer for the festivus.
I will let you know how it goes.
I finally received a phone call about it about a week ago, and tonight I am part of a group interview. A group interview I tell you! back in 2005 I volunteered my time to help with the bridge run, and there was no interview process just an email telling you where to be, and what to wear. Oh and remember the sunscreen! My how times have changed.
I guess they know by now I am a little crazy, or maybe it is a prerequisite of being a volunteer for the festivus.
I will let you know how it goes.
What is it with bike riders
Now, I am probably going to get into trouble for this post, but I feel I need to get it off my chest.
This morning on my daily commute to the station, I am running a little bit late, and a cyclist zooms out in front of me. We are on a little residential back street, and he is about 50m in front of me as he zooms into the street I have to turn onto. Not a problem - I was nowhere near hitting him, nor him me. However my gripe comes from the fact that despite there being a cyclist/pedestrian walkway not 3 metres to the right of him, he insists on riding on the road. The walkway is free from pedestrians, and there are less potholes, and yet he slows my drive up by being on the road. I can't afford to be late as I am already on a deadline to catch a train, but he just seems oblivious.
I ordinarily have no problem with cyclists, especially as I know that they take their life in their own hands by riding simultaneously on the road with cars, however when there is a very good cycleway very close to you, not being used by anyone else, you shouldn't be endangering yourself and others by riding on the road.
Thoughts? Comments?
This morning on my daily commute to the station, I am running a little bit late, and a cyclist zooms out in front of me. We are on a little residential back street, and he is about 50m in front of me as he zooms into the street I have to turn onto. Not a problem - I was nowhere near hitting him, nor him me. However my gripe comes from the fact that despite there being a cyclist/pedestrian walkway not 3 metres to the right of him, he insists on riding on the road. The walkway is free from pedestrians, and there are less potholes, and yet he slows my drive up by being on the road. I can't afford to be late as I am already on a deadline to catch a train, but he just seems oblivious.
I ordinarily have no problem with cyclists, especially as I know that they take their life in their own hands by riding simultaneously on the road with cars, however when there is a very good cycleway very close to you, not being used by anyone else, you shouldn't be endangering yourself and others by riding on the road.
Thoughts? Comments?
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Whee 10 visitors!
Admittedly some of those were probably me, checking out how many visitors I have had - but even so... I even have my first follower!
Today has been a decidedly quiet day. For those of you who know me (and now those of you who don't), I am a vegetarian, who lives with the boy who eats what I eat, but is not vegetarian - confused now? Well he gets meat in 2 circumstances - a) he cooks it himself, b) he buys it when eating out. I am not a fundamentalist vego, just one who doesn't like meat. And for those of you who ask me when I say I am vegetarian, no I don't eat chicken or fish (yes, they are still meat), and no it's not cos I am a fundamentalist, I just don't like the taste of it!
So that aside, today I had to go vegetable shopping. It is not something that I particularly feel either way about, just something that has to happen. Today, because it was a bit of a dreary day (it is now sunnier than when I woke up, ah Melbourne, you and your 4 seasons in one day) I just couldn't find the motivation to go out. I mean I stayed at home and watched Oceans Twelve, and Doctor Who S5 eps instead. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE watching tv. But today felt like I SHOULD have been doing something else, apart from sitting around watching DVD/TV.
So after procrastinating for what must have been 3 hours, I finally made it to the shops and did the whole lot in about 20 minutes. A bit of an anticlimax don't you reckon? Well in that 20 minutes, I saw a woman who had cut her hand on a windscreen, managed to go around and around in the carpark 5 times, have a couple of creepy guys leer at me, and check out the bogans in full sweatpant goodness. And on the way home I had a little bit of a grumpy moment at a guy driving VERY slowly who then turned into a driveway with no indicator. How very rude.
So long story short, I managed to get the shopping done, and now have a lovely vegie curry on the go. If any one wants recipes, I love cooking and enjoy sharing my recipes, but am a crap baker so don't ask for any dessert.
Today has been a decidedly quiet day. For those of you who know me (and now those of you who don't), I am a vegetarian, who lives with the boy who eats what I eat, but is not vegetarian - confused now? Well he gets meat in 2 circumstances - a) he cooks it himself, b) he buys it when eating out. I am not a fundamentalist vego, just one who doesn't like meat. And for those of you who ask me when I say I am vegetarian, no I don't eat chicken or fish (yes, they are still meat), and no it's not cos I am a fundamentalist, I just don't like the taste of it!
So that aside, today I had to go vegetable shopping. It is not something that I particularly feel either way about, just something that has to happen. Today, because it was a bit of a dreary day (it is now sunnier than when I woke up, ah Melbourne, you and your 4 seasons in one day) I just couldn't find the motivation to go out. I mean I stayed at home and watched Oceans Twelve, and Doctor Who S5 eps instead. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE watching tv. But today felt like I SHOULD have been doing something else, apart from sitting around watching DVD/TV.
So after procrastinating for what must have been 3 hours, I finally made it to the shops and did the whole lot in about 20 minutes. A bit of an anticlimax don't you reckon? Well in that 20 minutes, I saw a woman who had cut her hand on a windscreen, managed to go around and around in the carpark 5 times, have a couple of creepy guys leer at me, and check out the bogans in full sweatpant goodness. And on the way home I had a little bit of a grumpy moment at a guy driving VERY slowly who then turned into a driveway with no indicator. How very rude.
So long story short, I managed to get the shopping done, and now have a lovely vegie curry on the go. If any one wants recipes, I love cooking and enjoy sharing my recipes, but am a crap baker so don't ask for any dessert.
Welcome, welcome, welcome!
What an auspicious day to be starting a new blog! The weather is typically Melbourne. Looks kinda wet outside for a summers day. I am inside, still in bed if you must know, with the dog curled up at my feet.
My dog is my baby! I won't go on too much about her, but she is a golden retriever, almost 5 years old and terribly smart. And like most children, has J and I wrapped around her little paw!
So yesterday was lovely. I even managed to get a little sun in between being indoors. We wandered around Melbourne yesterday, ostensibly so that I could participate in the Great Melbourne Treasure Hunt. That was fun. The clue led us to Flagstaff Gardens, which are gorgeous, and a little haven in the city proper. Though shame you can still hear the trucks when sitting in the park. I really should get there more often, it is only about 6 blocks from where I work.
So J (aka the boy, aka my husband) and I had a lovely little time in the gardens before he got too antsy to sit still for any longer, and we continued on our merry way, down to Docklands. We played a round of mini golf down there (BTW I thoroughly thrashed him tehehe), and generally wandered around. It has been a long time since J had been down there and since it was a gorgeous day, I had a great time out in the sunshine with him too.
So todays weather is miserable. I just hope the weather holds out. We are going to an outdoor cinema tonight to see the Labyrinth (oh David Bowie, be still my beating heart). Fingers crossed and all that.
So as you may notice, I am a little bit of a rambler. I hope as this goes on I get better at writing my blog for you, my lovely followers. I will leave you here for the moment, and speak to you when the weather is better (or worse, who knows!)
My dog is my baby! I won't go on too much about her, but she is a golden retriever, almost 5 years old and terribly smart. And like most children, has J and I wrapped around her little paw!
So yesterday was lovely. I even managed to get a little sun in between being indoors. We wandered around Melbourne yesterday, ostensibly so that I could participate in the Great Melbourne Treasure Hunt. That was fun. The clue led us to Flagstaff Gardens, which are gorgeous, and a little haven in the city proper. Though shame you can still hear the trucks when sitting in the park. I really should get there more often, it is only about 6 blocks from where I work.
So J (aka the boy, aka my husband) and I had a lovely little time in the gardens before he got too antsy to sit still for any longer, and we continued on our merry way, down to Docklands. We played a round of mini golf down there (BTW I thoroughly thrashed him tehehe), and generally wandered around. It has been a long time since J had been down there and since it was a gorgeous day, I had a great time out in the sunshine with him too.
So todays weather is miserable. I just hope the weather holds out. We are going to an outdoor cinema tonight to see the Labyrinth (oh David Bowie, be still my beating heart). Fingers crossed and all that.
So as you may notice, I am a little bit of a rambler. I hope as this goes on I get better at writing my blog for you, my lovely followers. I will leave you here for the moment, and speak to you when the weather is better (or worse, who knows!)
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