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Well, ironic_shell told me I had to repeat a conversation we had on LJ...
...but I'm feeling rather despondant so I'm going to give it a miss. I haven't updated much as of late, not because I've been feeling despondant, but because I've been feeling well and have been up to other stuff. I guess I can't be happy all the time.
I didn't sleep well on Sunday night and that's set me up badly for the entire week.
I should at one point do an IV post. Hell, I should do a post about my birthday party. Even if it's long since gone.
Okay, I held a birthday dinner sometime mid jan at the Veggie Orgasm. Lots of people showed up. I had fun. We had yummy veggo food. Lots of people tried the 'chicken' parma and the yummy cakes. I got to have fun talking to everyone. We attempted to go to Julie's friend's birthday drinks afterwards, but couldn't find parking anywhere in Fitzroy, so some of us headed back to my place to nominally entertain Gav. He had after all made the effort of coming to my place post some other part, to watch the rest of us be non social and ready to go to bed.
I went to IV for the middle weekend. It was lots of fun. Ruth and I flew over together. I went to the last night of camp, and sung in the monucs review item kindly provided by Woody. It was a very funky item. I thusly saved the lyric sheet for my scrapbook. The next day en route back to camp I went in big car convoy through the McClaren Vale. We decided to stop at only one winery (after having lots of yummy wines and buying stuff too), and got distracted by medlows, olive shop and cheese shop. Yummy food day. I like yummy food days. I spent rehearsal time in Adelaide wandering around the city. They had a pretty botanic gardens with very pretty roses. In fact the entire city had very pretty roses all over. Unfortunately I missed the peak by a week, but they were still pretty. I wandered around the cbd too, and did some shopping. I felt like I got to spend more time getting to know the interstaters than previously which was good. Previous IVs I felt I spent most of the time bonding with my own choir, but I feel that I've already done that, and could spend time with both Melbourne people and interstaters. I'm really glad I joined monucs. It's a lot more fun, and I feel like the choir gels better, and that I belong to it. I never felt that with mucs. The concert was a lot of fun. They did a good job of it, in spite of comments from the choir that they felt under rehearsed. The PCP was fun. I managed to stay up a little past my bedtime (til 2, ooo, late). Got woken up half an hour after I went to sleep because the P-PCP-P was being held in our lounge, where I was bunked up. Was dragged upstairs sleepwalking to sleep there until dragged downstairs when PPCPP was finished. Went to my first IV yum cha, or a variant there-of. Happy Lunar New Year folks. Went ice skating. Dragged Aline around the ice because I was determined that she should know the joys of ice skating too. Came home to have people convincing me that in spite of a weekend away, and my ears having closed up during the flight back I wanted to go to Olie's birthday dinner. It was fun. Yay
Um, what else have I done? We've had a nasty hot spell. Eeek!!! I've gone through the pile of mail/bank statements/expenses/filing I accumulated over the last couple of months. I mean, what was I thinking of? It's not like I was *working* in the lead up to christmas, so I should have had the time. I guess I figured that christmas is once a year and the paperwork will still be there after, so I busied myself making the zillions of christmas gifts that I did.
What else? Right before IV I went to Golgotha for the first time. It was fun, in spite of decided lack of Love Cats (what kind of goth DJ doesn't have Love Cats?) It was at the Palladin, which is called something else now, but I can't remember. All I remember it was at the Palladin which is what it used to be called when it was Abyss. They have made some good changes, like putting in a glass roof, so you don't feel hemmed in, but this unfortunately came at the expense of... oh, an extra dance floor upstairs. Plus they closed off 'our' bit which we used to sit in. It was the bar in the officer's room or something. But it was slightly closed off from the main dance floor so it was a good place for the 50 or so II affliated people who went every week to congregate in a place like we felt it was our own private party, and be able to hear each other enough to talk.
Plus, THEY TOOK AWAY THE CAGE!!! What is Abyss with out the cage? Oh, that's right, it wasn't Abyss, it was Golgotha.
I went to my Granny's 80th Birthday Party where they decided that I should be in charge of waiting on a dinner party of 70 odd guests. Why they chose me when I've never waited in my life I don't know. I guess that's what happens when you're the eldest. There were a few accidents from my hands. I was shown how to carry 3 plates at a time, but I didn't take to it too well. I didn't get to speak to people much because I was busy carrying stuff around. However, I managed to catch part of my cousins' speech, which included the significant influence Granny has had on our education. First of all was Granny trying to turn us into stock market tycoons with varying success. 2ndly was her influence on our wine drinking. As my cousin said, there was a designated age when you went from a port glass serving of wine to a sherry glass serving of wine. It was a very special occasion in our lives... it happened about the age of 4. Well, all the grandkids decided they had to prove to everyone else that we really were alchoholics. For my part, having noted that I was no longer rostered on waiting, sat down to enjoy the wine, having not been able to partake in much previously, before I was unwillingly dragged up to serve the dessert wine. Well, some people weren't alchos like the Rounsevells, so I had a hand full of dessert wine which had nowhere to go but to my table to be drunk by me. My life is too hard. Unfortunately I paid for it the next morning. I tried to convince my cousin from Perth that she wanted to stay for Yum Cha but she had to catch a flight back. I did manage to get her drunk enough to tell me about her toy boy. We also heard terribly shocking things from my mother - apparently Granny lived with Grandad before they were married. My great aunt tried to correct things, by saying that Granny was boarding with his mother, and that my aunt and Grandad's aunt were there too, but that didn't help matters - we figured he had a sisters harem or something.
I went to Jaimie's engagement party in Heathcote. It was good to catch up with that crowd who I hadn't seen in a while, and sit blissfully in her parent's back yard having a nice late afternoon lunch. This inspired me to have my own back yard evening party before the days got shorter, particularly as I've finally managed to get the back lawn under control, so I held the Decadent Dinner on Sunday. Lots of fun people came along, and they all brought lots of goodies. True to form, there was lots of cheese and dessert things. Yummy! It was lots of fun, but unfortunatley the dishes were of doom and I still haven't finished them all because there wasn't room on the bench.
I also had peaches galore one Sunday. Gav decided he had nothing better to do than come around to my place and watch me do my housework and shopping. I was doing a spot of gardening (including getting through back yard lawn of doom) and since the peaches on one tree were ripening, we picked them all. Oh my goodness, I don't think I've ever had a peach off the tree. It was the most beautiful, sweetest peach I have ever tasted. And the best thing is that I didn't have to do anything except fertalise a couple of times, saw off a dead branch and pick them. Yummy yummy yummy! We came up with the brilliant idea of making some peach pie....
oh, I have to stop writing this temporarily - I've got to have more peach pie...
There, gotten some. Anyway, we made peach pie, and I discovered that Gav can indeed cook, provided he is supervised. As in, reminding him to stir the peaches every 30 seconds while they were stewing. We successfully managed to burn me while I was tasting the peaches to see if they were cooked. Unfortunately I was also holding a bowl full of would-be pastry at the time, and there was flour and butter all over the kitchen. Yikes!
Anyway, was this an amusing enough replacement for you Aline? I know it's not the Princess Mary should sack her stylist story, but that can come some other time
...but I'm feeling rather despondant so I'm going to give it a miss. I haven't updated much as of late, not because I've been feeling despondant, but because I've been feeling well and have been up to other stuff. I guess I can't be happy all the time.
I didn't sleep well on Sunday night and that's set me up badly for the entire week.
I should at one point do an IV post. Hell, I should do a post about my birthday party. Even if it's long since gone.
Okay, I held a birthday dinner sometime mid jan at the Veggie Orgasm. Lots of people showed up. I had fun. We had yummy veggo food. Lots of people tried the 'chicken' parma and the yummy cakes. I got to have fun talking to everyone. We attempted to go to Julie's friend's birthday drinks afterwards, but couldn't find parking anywhere in Fitzroy, so some of us headed back to my place to nominally entertain Gav. He had after all made the effort of coming to my place post some other part, to watch the rest of us be non social and ready to go to bed.
I went to IV for the middle weekend. It was lots of fun. Ruth and I flew over together. I went to the last night of camp, and sung in the monucs review item kindly provided by Woody. It was a very funky item. I thusly saved the lyric sheet for my scrapbook. The next day en route back to camp I went in big car convoy through the McClaren Vale. We decided to stop at only one winery (after having lots of yummy wines and buying stuff too), and got distracted by medlows, olive shop and cheese shop. Yummy food day. I like yummy food days. I spent rehearsal time in Adelaide wandering around the city. They had a pretty botanic gardens with very pretty roses. In fact the entire city had very pretty roses all over. Unfortunately I missed the peak by a week, but they were still pretty. I wandered around the cbd too, and did some shopping. I felt like I got to spend more time getting to know the interstaters than previously which was good. Previous IVs I felt I spent most of the time bonding with my own choir, but I feel that I've already done that, and could spend time with both Melbourne people and interstaters. I'm really glad I joined monucs. It's a lot more fun, and I feel like the choir gels better, and that I belong to it. I never felt that with mucs. The concert was a lot of fun. They did a good job of it, in spite of comments from the choir that they felt under rehearsed. The PCP was fun. I managed to stay up a little past my bedtime (til 2, ooo, late). Got woken up half an hour after I went to sleep because the P-PCP-P was being held in our lounge, where I was bunked up. Was dragged upstairs sleepwalking to sleep there until dragged downstairs when PPCPP was finished. Went to my first IV yum cha, or a variant there-of. Happy Lunar New Year folks. Went ice skating. Dragged Aline around the ice because I was determined that she should know the joys of ice skating too. Came home to have people convincing me that in spite of a weekend away, and my ears having closed up during the flight back I wanted to go to Olie's birthday dinner. It was fun. Yay
Um, what else have I done? We've had a nasty hot spell. Eeek!!! I've gone through the pile of mail/bank statements/expenses/filing I accumulated over the last couple of months. I mean, what was I thinking of? It's not like I was *working* in the lead up to christmas, so I should have had the time. I guess I figured that christmas is once a year and the paperwork will still be there after, so I busied myself making the zillions of christmas gifts that I did.
What else? Right before IV I went to Golgotha for the first time. It was fun, in spite of decided lack of Love Cats (what kind of goth DJ doesn't have Love Cats?) It was at the Palladin, which is called something else now, but I can't remember. All I remember it was at the Palladin which is what it used to be called when it was Abyss. They have made some good changes, like putting in a glass roof, so you don't feel hemmed in, but this unfortunately came at the expense of... oh, an extra dance floor upstairs. Plus they closed off 'our' bit which we used to sit in. It was the bar in the officer's room or something. But it was slightly closed off from the main dance floor so it was a good place for the 50 or so II affliated people who went every week to congregate in a place like we felt it was our own private party, and be able to hear each other enough to talk.
Plus, THEY TOOK AWAY THE CAGE!!! What is Abyss with out the cage? Oh, that's right, it wasn't Abyss, it was Golgotha.
I went to my Granny's 80th Birthday Party where they decided that I should be in charge of waiting on a dinner party of 70 odd guests. Why they chose me when I've never waited in my life I don't know. I guess that's what happens when you're the eldest. There were a few accidents from my hands. I was shown how to carry 3 plates at a time, but I didn't take to it too well. I didn't get to speak to people much because I was busy carrying stuff around. However, I managed to catch part of my cousins' speech, which included the significant influence Granny has had on our education. First of all was Granny trying to turn us into stock market tycoons with varying success. 2ndly was her influence on our wine drinking. As my cousin said, there was a designated age when you went from a port glass serving of wine to a sherry glass serving of wine. It was a very special occasion in our lives... it happened about the age of 4. Well, all the grandkids decided they had to prove to everyone else that we really were alchoholics. For my part, having noted that I was no longer rostered on waiting, sat down to enjoy the wine, having not been able to partake in much previously, before I was unwillingly dragged up to serve the dessert wine. Well, some people weren't alchos like the Rounsevells, so I had a hand full of dessert wine which had nowhere to go but to my table to be drunk by me. My life is too hard. Unfortunately I paid for it the next morning. I tried to convince my cousin from Perth that she wanted to stay for Yum Cha but she had to catch a flight back. I did manage to get her drunk enough to tell me about her toy boy. We also heard terribly shocking things from my mother - apparently Granny lived with Grandad before they were married. My great aunt tried to correct things, by saying that Granny was boarding with his mother, and that my aunt and Grandad's aunt were there too, but that didn't help matters - we figured he had a sisters harem or something.
I went to Jaimie's engagement party in Heathcote. It was good to catch up with that crowd who I hadn't seen in a while, and sit blissfully in her parent's back yard having a nice late afternoon lunch. This inspired me to have my own back yard evening party before the days got shorter, particularly as I've finally managed to get the back lawn under control, so I held the Decadent Dinner on Sunday. Lots of fun people came along, and they all brought lots of goodies. True to form, there was lots of cheese and dessert things. Yummy! It was lots of fun, but unfortunatley the dishes were of doom and I still haven't finished them all because there wasn't room on the bench.
I also had peaches galore one Sunday. Gav decided he had nothing better to do than come around to my place and watch me do my housework and shopping. I was doing a spot of gardening (including getting through back yard lawn of doom) and since the peaches on one tree were ripening, we picked them all. Oh my goodness, I don't think I've ever had a peach off the tree. It was the most beautiful, sweetest peach I have ever tasted. And the best thing is that I didn't have to do anything except fertalise a couple of times, saw off a dead branch and pick them. Yummy yummy yummy! We came up with the brilliant idea of making some peach pie....
oh, I have to stop writing this temporarily - I've got to have more peach pie...
There, gotten some. Anyway, we made peach pie, and I discovered that Gav can indeed cook, provided he is supervised. As in, reminding him to stir the peaches every 30 seconds while they were stewing. We successfully managed to burn me while I was tasting the peaches to see if they were cooked. Unfortunately I was also holding a bowl full of would-be pastry at the time, and there was flour and butter all over the kitchen. Yikes!
Anyway, was this an amusing enough replacement for you Aline? I know it's not the Princess Mary should sack her stylist story, but that can come some other time