January 31, 2005
i reckon everyone in the world who studies year 7 german learns from the same text book, that being 'Feuerwerk'.
"nein das ist mein hamburger" - at long last, that phrase came in handy last night when ben took a big bite out of my cheeseburger (of which i have one about once a year)
January 30, 2005
excitable
either i'm incredibly overtired or things are just damn good.
firstly - james is back! how exciting is that! so church started off good because he was the first person i saw, after phil. i like james sutherland. so good seeing him. sat with him in church and chatted a bit (not in church time). he's a good bloke. i'm glad he's home and at 90% full health.
the next bonza thing was the sermon. this morning as i was chatting with God, i observed with Him that He's teaching me about humility. i forgot about that during the day, not on purpose, but just coz. and then as dave got up to preach, the sermon dooby appeared on the screen saying "Uncommon Humility" and i thought to myself, you're very good God, and had a little chuckle to myself.
"Humility is full awareness of our fallibility and finitude" - Leonard Sweet
then after church, i was a good girl and didn't run off straight away - much to people's amazement. i talked with some very fun people, including lachie and ben jones - both oh so tall. and then for a while with libby, tamara, lachy and ben. i thought it funny that they think i should have a shirt that says "more anti". anyways, i got so excited and hyper for some reason telling stories and being laughed at. and then maccas with them was heaps fun and embarrassing (thanks libby), and i had an oreo mcflurry - yum! but sorry i laugh too loud for you ben.
and then my car almost ran out of petrol on the way home from dropping off michaela, lachy and ben - the petrol warning light thingy was pretty happy. but the shell and $10 saved the day.
what an awesome start to the week. thanks God!
darn stupid body clock... get to sleep 2:40am, wake up 7:30am, drift back to sleep til 8am, then figure it's over, and finally get up at 9:30am.
January 29, 2005
i want a kitten. i mean, xander you're tops. but libby's kitten, mr bojangles (or 'bo' for short) is so the cutest!
and i like libby. how fun is libby. yay.
i have 16 separate bruises on my legs. oh and one on my foot. surely they can't all be from howie.
happy 21st ezza.
i spent most of the night on the same seat at ez's bbq. chatting mostly with zoe and mime. my oh my nathan pratt is a funny boy. he was the conversation reviver whenever he saw anyone in the room growing quiet. and we watched the tennis as we sat there. i've never been so excited about the tennis. us three were lapping it up. go lleyton go.
as i sat, i also reflected on something i discovered about my self in tasmania. i'm not really into the physical contact of any sort with people i don't know well. i've never been a touchie feelie person. in tassie, i felt really uncomfortable when this one girl was spontaneously playing with my hair. i mean, lovely girl, i think she's awesome. but i didn't like it. and last night, i was reminded of that again. i think i know why all this is, but it's still kinda strange. not something i'm particularly worried about. just an observation.
January 28, 2005
i love my grandma... in reference to one of her nieces...
"with all due respect... she's bombastic! a rude little so and so"
i didn't know what bombastic actually meant, besides that it wasn't a compliment in that context... Bombast : Grandiloquent, pompous speech or writing. i love when grandma says things like that. i live for the day she slips up and says something like "screw that!" instead of "blow that!". hehehe
January 27, 2005
new phone
well its an upgrade for me... to a 3120. my second ever phone purchase and the second time that purchasing was done with sam. hoorah.
so that is fun. i don't know why i am spending money like i am recently. not that i'm going crazy. but, i don't know.
now it's bed time. i have a headache. but i had a super fun night. hoorah sam.
oh hoorah
coffee with sam now.
catch up with libby saturday morning.
dinner with sam on tuesday.
dinner with tim dabinett on wednesday.
doesn't get much better than that!
i'm getting in trouble off mumma. i was just sharing with her about my various physical ailments - my digestive system, my eyes, my head, my ear - and she thinks i should go to the doctor. meh, i'm fine!
"the way we conceptualise the problem determines the kind of explanations we seek and the solutions we propose"
January 26, 2005
hands up if you're over not really being invited to stuff
*jenny raises hand*
three times in the past 24 hours. it's a bit hurtful i must say. maybe people think i'm fine with that. maybe they think it's more important to include certain other people. fair enough. but i'm a person too.
and that's all i have to say about that.
i'm sure it's not personal, and it's for everyone's best interests, but i can't help but be hurt by some people in their efforts to make everything nice for everyone. and people who i think should know better. or know me better. is that all vague enough for you... hehe.
oh well. i do have to clean my room. it's all about being responsible :) coz i'm created in God's image.
my gift to australia today...
is to clean my room. what a momentous occasion. i hope you all feel blessed by this gift to the nation.
January 25, 2005
it seems there are many people i haven't seen for ages. i guess that's what happens when you go to tasmania for a little while. bit out of the loop. i don't want to be lazy. i want to make conscious effort to catch up with peoples and hear their stories.
i much like this photo of me and libby at chuckie's farewell earlier this month. i love photos. i got a bunch developed today, from the end of last year through to tasmania. i love 400 film - it's tops. i love photos. i really do. i don't quite know why. i love having pics of people up around my room. i'm excited to put a bunch up now. it's special capturing a moment. i think i'm a pretty sentimental person in some ways. certainly not in others. hoorah for libby.
January 24, 2005
last mouse update
RIP.
it was in amongst dad's jumpers. so the mouse has left the house and is buried outside somewhere.
the stink remains though.
i'm so brave!
i think that i'm pretty much over my fear of flying! how awesome is that!! hoorah for me!!
God is good. I have had one of the most awesome weeks, not coz it was easy (it wasn't), but because i saw God do huge things, met some fantastic people, had heaps of fun with awesome young people, and got back in touch with who i am in Him.
it's amazing the impact one week can have on a life. the significance. not necessarily talking about me here. but the way relationships grow. and the influence that has.
i feel, well, tired. but i feel like i have a new lease on life. because i'm secure in Him. i don't think i was quite there before i left. so it was tops to re-learn a bunch of stuff, and meet inspiring people, and be an idiot. yes. but i feel like a changed person. i don't want to be all falling back into the holding pattern. i want to be excited all the time. excited to be doing what's right.
it sucks how words don't quite measure up to what you want to express.
meanwhile, the house stinks from the now dead mouse. mumma's clearing out the wardrobe trying to find it.
i think i broke one of my kidneys. i don't think i've eaten so much sugar in one week in my whole life. and now my kidney is angry.
and i just have to say, steve wade is the bomb.
so yes. bit of catching up to do with blogs and emails and parentals and unpacking and sleeping and all that.
back to work tomorrow. boo yeh!
January 13, 2005
blogging from the airport - again, because i have to. incident free trip here - yay for debbie driving me! she's a good chap. hope she gets home alright - doesn't get too lost.
my body is already incredibly nervous, which is irrational and stupid. but what can you do. not much. so long sydney. i am glad to not be around for the apparently 41 degree day tomorrow. and because i say that i'll probably be stuck in some boiling hot building, just to make me eat my words!
ok, so i'll go now.
have awesome weeks!!
and roadtrip people, enjoy the rest of it!!
ciao
leaving for the airport in about an hour. i'm not feeling too bad about flying. not yet anyway. it'll just be a bit of a sweaty palms moment when i first get on the plane i think. i think it's my first real time of flying absolutely by myself. i hadn't thought about that before. i choose now to not dwell on that thought.
today is, to state the obvious, hot. air con is good. been watching some seinfeld with tim and debbie. he got season 3 dvds today.
i think i've finished packing. i'm hoping i'm not over - i think my bag weighs 20kg. my hand luggage is more than 5kg - but hopefully they won't really notice. i also hope the sniffer dogs don't notice all the hemp jewellry stuff i have in my hand luggage.
i think i'll blog from the airport. but in case i don't, faretheewell. i return monday week. so yes. hopefully the week blows my socks off in all kinds of good ways. i think that would be good. more so if it does the same for everyone else too!
January 12, 2005
listening to john mayer... and i do have to agree with jem and ryan. the escapism is good. although i don't find myself thinking i'm better friends with john mayer. i am fully aware i don't know him at all. even if i call him john.
suitcases frustrate me
oooh, i'm such a bad packer. i always take way too much stuff that doesn't fit and i don't even wear or use. but it's all "just in case". and then i forget the things i really need. like socks. or sunglasses. (which, by the way, tick and tick). packing sucks. living out of a suitcase sucks. not sleeping in my own bed sucks. going on a plane (or three) sucks. lack of sleep is gonna suck.
waaaaaaaaaambulance.
beach - last chance?
today a bunch of people have gone to the beach: deb, tim, luke, ben, jared and elise. i was going to go too. but yesterday i decided i didn't really want to. i'm not sure why. i'm not in the mood for community. that's probably not a helpful thing, as i'll be spending the next week and a half smack bang in the middle of community. i'm not feeling very inspired. i'm feeling lazy. and bored. and reclusive. and to what ever degree that might bother me, i don't really care.
the plan was not to be awake now. i miss sleeping properly. i don't think i've done that for years. but this morning i accidentally ripped out my nose stud as i was semiconscious. so i had to get up just now to stick it back in. stupid thing. now i'm awake and i don't want to be.
January 11, 2005
man, holidays have gone way too quickly. i have very mixed feelings about finishing holidays. well not really. i don't want to be finished holidays. that's the dominant feeling. oh well, nothing i can do about it.
mouse update #5
well tim went into the wardrobe to find and catch the mouse, but alas, it was no where to be found. i made sure my feet weren't touching the floor as he did this, coz i didn't want there to be any possibility of it scampering up my leg. anyway, we just ended up putting some rat/mouse bait in the wardrobe. so if it's still in there, it might eat that and die in 4-7 days. oh well. maybe it's already escaped the house through some nook or cranny. i hope so.
CONGRATULATIONS JOSHY ON GETTING YOUR P'S!!!
mouse update #4
i guess it's still in the wardrobe. unless it's gnawed it's way out. it's probably snacking on mum's dresses. or my hungry hungry hippos box. i might ask tim to set a trap today. i don't think i'm a fan of mouse traps though. not a pleasant way to die, or be injured. i just want it to magically get back outside and run along back to its little mousey home.
speaking of mouse trap, you know the game 'mouse trap'... i assembled it for the first ever time yesterday, at work. coz i was making sure there were all the bits so we can use it at cafe. i've never owned mouse trap so it was very exciting. and we have all the bits! i made it go, but it didn't work properly. the little man didn't jump right, so the mouse wasn't trapped. but it was still fun!
January 10, 2005
its not that i feel alone, or even lonely. maybe i'm just bored. or ho hum. or lardy da. or bler. or mre. or meh. or humph. no, not humph.
mouse update #3
well, i've closed the wardrobe door. so i guess the mouse will just die in there and stink it out. sorry mum.
mouse update #2
xander has realised the mouse is in the wardrobe, and so it in there himself now trying to flush it out...
mouse update
now it's in my mother's wardrobe
and i screamed like a girl as it made it's way from the dresser to the wardrobe... while my cat was still looking for it under the dresser - idiot cat. he still is looking for it under the dresser
xander's brought in another field mouse - and promptly lost it under mum and dad's dresser, in amongst all dad's shoes. and he's too lazy to look for it so he's just lying down guarding the shoes. while i yell "find it" and "take it outside" and "now!". coz yuk. i've built a barracade in the doorway to my room so it hopefully won't go in there. so my dad might get a nice surprise when he gets home and puts on a pair of his shoes.
January 09, 2005
i forget how much fun it is playing with sarah and hannah - that's usually more debbie's job. we had a lovely lunch - very yummy thanks wisitta.
it's so fun how little kids will want to play something, or show you something, or want you to read them a book and then get totally distracted. and then how its the end of the world if you don't want to do what they want you to. little kids live in such funny little worlds.
i can't get over how incredibly smart those two little girls are. they're only 5 and 2, but so so clever and knowledgable. and so so cute! hoorah for god-sisters.
nat's 21st
i like my family. tonight was good. nat seemed to enjoy her night. one of her friends wrote a song for her to the tune of gilligan's island. it was funny! really good too. but i think the tune will be in my head forever.
it was a bit nippy though! it wasn't long before all manner of blankets and quilts and picnic rugs came out of anywhere and everywhere really.
it was fun talking with ben about becoming a dad. he's so excited, it's cute. he told us all about the classes him and mel are taking, and all this random information. he made sure he didn't tell us anything that was too gross... hehe. debbie and i know who to go to for info when we're having babies!!
and i have an offer of free accomodation for my first trip to QLD - i can stay at jo and pat's - of course!! so i need another holiday soon. road trip to QLD - who wants to come???
January 08, 2005
so not a girl. sometimes i think i would like to be more girly. but then i think "no". no i wouldn't.
January 07, 2005
afternoon of fun. i finished off 'scarecrow'.
jared came to visit. he was intrigued by extended edition of return of the king. and he was wearing a pink tshirt.
insomnia with lachie. good fun 'catching up' - our first official one actually. so that was good. i had lemon, lime and bitters - lachie convincing me that the bitters is in fact alcohol.
shopping adventures with lachie for all manner of junk food. ran into two cafe kiddies which was fun. then to blockbuster for the hiring of rush hour 1 and 2.
and dvd fun with lach, sam and myself, plus debbie. much hilarity. much sleepy though. so much junk food. crazy. between us we had a pack of clinkers, large pack of skittles, salt and vinegar chip sandwiches, 600 ml of chocolate milk, 1.25 lt of pepsi max, a pack lolly bananas, half a pack jatz, and some tzatiski dip. i think that's all. and that is gross. my teeth are so furry.
so i now declare it brushing of teeth time, and bed time. hoorah.
it's funny how much emotion can be tied to music... not necessarily because of lyrics but just because of the circumstances in which the music became known to you...
January 06, 2005
firstly i acknowledge this is just because i'm annoyed, angry and a bit hurt...
but...
stupid idiot sister
grrrrrr
oh where is my debbie?
oh where is my debbie?
oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where
is my debbie?
i do enjoy a good book. finished 'area 7', again, just before. i've started on 'scarecrow' again. i'm not quite sure what it is i love about matthew reilly books, or tom clancy. but i could read them all day. in fact, sometimes i do. i like reading things i'm really into. and it's guilt-free because i'm on holidays, and should be doing stuff like this. reading a book and listening to john mayer.
its not holidays until you stay up til silly hours, procrastinating from sleeping, reading books you could finish another day, watching tv that is not even terribly trashy, just terrible (hands up who's heard of 'mutant x'), sneaking in a few games of jawbreaker (sorry tim), snacking on grapes and drinking strawberry moove, all because you don't have to get up at any particular hour of the morning.
the only downfall in this perfect holiday plan, my inability to sleep past 9am, or 10am if i'm fortunate, on any given morning.
maybe it is indeed bed time...
January 05, 2005
the beach was so nice this afternoon. just nice and rolling waves. very relaxing. i like the beach like that. i'm sure the surfer people don't.
a woman of her word
tim finally did get his present, for christmas... i didn't remember blogging about this so many months ago... but there you go.
ANTI
i decided i will try and give tim a tshirt with the word anti on it. it encapulates him. that's not mean or rude. it's just true. and it makes him tim. poor tim.
January 04, 2005
quality day, quality people
today has been good. time with liberachi. time with lib and deb. time with tim. time with tim and luke. time with tim, luke and deb. time (and balderdash!) with tim, luke, deb and lachie. dinner with tim and luke. return of the king cast commentary part 1 with luke (and tim). tshirt making with tim (and luke). whose line is it anyway with luke and deb. all good fun. all good people.
i know i rave on about her everytime i see her, but i do love liberachi very very much. we had a good catch up... about many things. lots of interesting things going on for each of us at the moment. i love listening to her share about her life. she makes me want to be a better person, just because of her stories. because of what God's doing.
her most recent news is that she's heading to indonesia, to aceh, to help in the wake of the tsunami disaster. her spirit wants to go. her flesh doesn't. isn't that so often the way with things that are right.
January 03, 2005
part of debbie's day
debbie came home at 5:30pm today. sam dropped her off. he said she had a story to tell. and she indeedly did.
i'll try to recount it - forgetting many of the details.
she and sam had gone to blue mountains at 9:30am this morning. they went for a walk somewhere around scenic railway. about an hour and a half i gather. then back up to some restaurant for lunch. and whilst standing, maybe waiting for a table?, deb suddenly felt sick, and then really tired. now as she told me and tim all this, i interrupted - "and you threw up?". but no she didn't.
deb then fainted. and woke up on the floor, with sam holding her hand. he'd thought she was joking, and had been slapping her face, when the restaurant man told him to put her in the recovery position. apparently the first thing she said was "i'm sorry sam". the restaurant man had already called an ambulance. she'd only been out for a few seconds. but she fell and hit her head pretty hard (i ask, where was sam with the awesome catch?!?!).
anyway, they leave her lying on the floor as they wait for the ambulance. she met a number of new people because of it all. some doctor woman who was in the restaurant. a nice old lady who wanted her moved out of the heat. the restaurant man is adamant not to move her. so 10 mins later the ambulance arrives.
debbie can't actually see straight. see how many fingers. or read signs. so they take her to the hospital. she gets to go in an ambulance! they are nice ambulance people. they prick her finger. sam gets to follow in his car.
she then is in hospital and looked after. the doctor is impressed with the lump on the back of her head from the fall. they prick another finger. her blood pressure is low. her sugar levels are low. her sight slowly returns to normal. they let her go.
the restaurant man or someone rings sam's mobile as they are driving home, to make sure debbie's ok. isn't that nice.
so that's an exciting story for a monday afternoon.
at gordon station on new years eve there were billions of boys in pink shirts. myself, not a fan. in fact, lots of girls, not a fan. but that's ok. just because i tend not to wear pink shirts, doesn't mean other people can't...
January 02, 2005
happy 21st birthday nat!! she's the little bubba... we're all so little. classic debs with her eyes closed and a bib on. melinda has a lot of hair. and jo looks like jo. i'm unexpectedly wearing a pink tshirt. i still have that doll! her name is penny. how good was growing up in the eighties. i'm glad i was a little kid in the eighties.
January 01, 2005
so long and faretheewell road trippers! i am quite sad and disappointed i'm not joining you.
enjoy your adventures. drivers, drive safely. passengers, passenge well.
thankyou howie - i am now addicted to jawbreaker
i have butterflies about this year... excitement, nervousness, fear, anticipation, anxiety... i'm sure it'll be fine
but first i would just like to enjoy the holidays i have... i'm not quite sure i know how to make the most of my time off. but i would like to.
new years eve wrap up
i enjoy the idea of blogging at 2am. that is fun.
and here goes the story of our evening...
the plan had been for luke, tim, debs and me to do something. then matt too. but then other things came up and fell through, and we were at a bit of a loss.
after some preliminary discussions early in the afternoon, tim and ez joined me, debs and lyndal at our place at 4pm. after further discussions we decided that instead of going to the beach, we'd head to balls head and meet up with a bunch of other people before heading to whale beach to meet with another bunch.
so we drove to gordon station and caught the train to waverton. the five of us walked from waverton to the head, and eventually met up with lachie, todd, chrissy, chris, steve, matt, bindi, lauter, bob, milo and another girl who's name is maybe helen. no brett or brad. we sat around for a while chatting, and playing funny ball games. at about 7pm, steve, tim, deb, lyndal, ez, me and bob walked back to waverton to get some food - we'd come empty handed! after some hairy moments crossing the sea of sewerage along the short cut, we made it to IGA. we returned with bread, cheese, ham, chips, lollies and grapes. the same as the other guys had earlier. except we also had cookies. bonus points.
we waited around for the 9pm fireworks. lots of oohs and aahs.
after that we all headed off... most people headed back to todd's to watch midnight fireworks on big projectorness. but lyndal, ez, tim, me, deb, steve and bob met up in st ives and drove to freshwater beach to meet up with kirri, sam and tim dabinett. that was fun. we sat on the beach - there were maybe two other groups of people. we had sparklers. we counted down to midnight as soon as it was midnight. we celebrated new years with many a "happy new year!".
sam and i rang jo kemp. but although it said we were connected, we couldn't hear anything.. could you hear us jo?? we yelled lots at the phone hoping you could hear us.
there were fireworks in the carpark. we threw around a frisbee. some random people came up to say hi and happy new years. good fun was had by all. i think we left at about 1am.
the plan was to head back to ez's for some tea, but that fell through, so debs, tim and me went to maccas for oreo mcflurries - but alas thornleigh maccas had no soft serve! so we bought some oreos from a servo, and made our own at home.
and now i believe it will be sleep time. hoorah for that.
welcome 2005.