This weekend just gone was our engagement party (and the reason I haven't blogged in a week) and now I think I'm suffering from post-big event depression. Well depression is a bit strong but you spend so long thinking and planning and thinking things like:
oh-my-god-do-we-cater-for-ninety-people-or-one-hundred-aarrgh and will anyone even come, and what if people come but they don't have fun and, what do you mean they don't have music Dad, oh okay what's that? A beatles tribute band inside? well yeah I like the beatles I guess Cake? do we need cake? will people eat cake? what kind of cake?
Surprisingly my head didn't explode. And the party went off without a hitch. I saw no sign of any Beatles and I don't think people noticed there was no music outside. They just had to talk. Food was good, speeches were sweet and we both looked the part. I only had a small bottle of champagne and half a beer. So I didn't contribute much to the bar tab.
Now only two years to the wedding, which is apparently (excuse this) 'friggin ridiculous'*. But anyway there is good reason for it as the man is completing his PhD, and being one of those guys that gets involved and would like to be a part of things, we're putting it off until he finishes doing that. Not to mention weddings cost just a little bit of money so we have quite a bit of saving in front of us.
So although we're engaged (more officially now too!), we're both young and are happy to wait a couple of years.
Photos to come!
- Jen
* Not my words
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Money Hungry
The man and I went shopping last night. A pretty regular thing we do being one of those couples that eats. Anyway we only went to the supermarket to get vegies and some steak, we were tired after our big weekend and figured we'd shop on Tuesday night.
So there were were picking up our regular beans, broccoli, carrots, potatoes and cauliflower when I glanced at the price of cauliflower. I thought $8.00 a kg was a bit steep for cauliflower until I realised it was $8.00 - for ONE cauliflower.
Certain we were both going to die in the near future , broke and vegetable-less we examined our cheap vegetable eating options.
Cabbage is cheap! MMM cabbage! Who doesn't like cabbage!
But $8.00 for one cauliflower? Not happening. I'm sorry to say in this case the cheap easter chocolates won out. We've stopped buying chocolate as part of the budget and this looked like a cheap solution for the man's cravings for a couple of weeks (okay, a few days). How we justified paying $15 for, well I suppose a lot of chocolate over an $8.00 cauli I don't know.
- Jen
So there were were picking up our regular beans, broccoli, carrots, potatoes and cauliflower when I glanced at the price of cauliflower. I thought $8.00 a kg was a bit steep for cauliflower until I realised it was $8.00 - for ONE cauliflower.
Certain we were both going to die in the near future , broke and vegetable-less we examined our cheap vegetable eating options.
Cabbage is cheap! MMM cabbage! Who doesn't like cabbage!
But $8.00 for one cauliflower? Not happening. I'm sorry to say in this case the cheap easter chocolates won out. We've stopped buying chocolate as part of the budget and this looked like a cheap solution for the man's cravings for a couple of weeks (okay, a few days). How we justified paying $15 for, well I suppose a lot of chocolate over an $8.00 cauli I don't know.
- Jen
Sunday, April 15, 2007
I've just eaten!..had a pie.
Those optus ads crack me up. They seriously make me giggle for ages afterwards. That giraffe who tries to go shopping has been trumped though - by the lion who gets into a fight at a pub's trivia night.
See it here
How funny! I love the 'why would I bite him? I've just eaten!..I had a pie'.
Also, I'm not working for optus. The ads just tickle my sense of humour.
- Jen
See it here
How funny! I love the 'why would I bite him? I've just eaten!..I had a pie'.
Also, I'm not working for optus. The ads just tickle my sense of humour.
- Jen
Friday, April 13, 2007
You didn't think they were going to win did you?
13/4/2007 MCG @ 19:40
Full Time
Collingwood
17.9.(115)
Richmond
13.11.(90)
We had a lovely commentary of the game from three ladies behind us who had the voices of 4 packs a day for 20 years. Little gems like (when lining up for goal) "It can either go straight, or it'll go to the left..or the right". And, oh..the screaming! It'd melt your face.
I can't believe I thought Mum was loud! Nope, this was ear blisteringly bad. There's nothing wrong with getting behind your team but when you give the entire row of people in front of you a headache and people mutter things like 'SHUTUP' every time you open your mouth... then sorry but you're too loud.
- Jen
Full Time
Collingwood
17.9.(115)
Richmond
13.11.(90)
We had a lovely commentary of the game from three ladies behind us who had the voices of 4 packs a day for 20 years. Little gems like (when lining up for goal) "It can either go straight, or it'll go to the left..or the right". And, oh..the screaming! It'd melt your face.
I can't believe I thought Mum was loud! Nope, this was ear blisteringly bad. There's nothing wrong with getting behind your team but when you give the entire row of people in front of you a headache and people mutter things like 'SHUTUP' every time you open your mouth... then sorry but you're too loud.
- Jen
Sunday, April 08, 2007
I'm still alive |-- everything is good for me.
If I was on the biggest loser I would have been sent home this week. Not because I've put on weight but because I'm sure there must be something in the rule book about not eating anything I've eaten this weekend. Like the fish 'n' chips on Friday night (a 40 minute wait Daniel), the tim tam ice-creams last night and oh the pizza and a whole lot of chocolate today. I mean the man ate 9 out of his 12 malteser eggs so I thought it was only fair to eat my whole big cadbury egg. Otherwise once he has finished his tomorrow I might start to find mine disappearing.
We didn't realise shops aren't open on easter sunday, because I could remember working at coles on easter sunday...probably at least 5 years ago now. We strolled over to coles to do our big weekly shop only to find it well and truly..closed. Undeterred we ambled over to safeway, which was also closed. There were about 10 people outside equally as confused. One of them was obviously more concerned about the liquor part being shut. I mean, you didn't see anyone else shouting and shaking the doors. That or he has some seriously unhappy easter-eggless kids at home.
Baffled but still optimistic we walked home and drove to Newmarket safeway. Also closed.
Perturbed now the man mentioned he knew of an aldi nearby, so we headed up there (driving past a eerily empty highpoint) only to discover...that it was also closed. Despondent - and now hungry I remembered there was a small independent supermarket in Moonee Ponds. As we pulled up - excited by the 'open' sign and door, a small man (well he was!) ran out, grabbed the sign, ran back in, and shut the door.
With heavy hearts we drove home and peered nervously into the pantry, fridge and freezer. Sunday is our day of shopping and although we had a lot of meat left over from the markets last week we only had some cauliflower and a lettuce that was about to go back to the big vegetable garden in the sky. The man decided that we were going to die and he would have to start eating his easter eggs now in case he did die and I might eat them. He also decided as he had no cordial or softdrink he'd have to drink a Johnny Walker. You can tell he's a country boy because obviously just having a glass of water would be sacrilege. The fact cordial is made with water...I'm not sure about.
We sat despondently on the couch, me amusing myself by eating a quarter of a rockmelon and some yogurt (I didn't say I wanted to eat healthy food). Then I remembered, we had mince. We had pastry. We had gravox. We have a pie maker. It didn't take much convincing before the man was cooking up some mince and I was having fun cutting out the wrong size pastry.
Several wonky looking pies later we were satisfied. Hunger abated the man turned to star wars battlefront two for entertainment and I had Es over. After converting another Black Books cynic and eating a small amount of junk food she left and I contemplated finishing some job applications.
After several hours I think I'd written a sentence about being about to quickly acquire something and we were hungry again. The pizza place around the corner was shut but we found one open in ascot vale so 'journeyed' there for nourishment. I only managed three slices of pizza because there was so much chilli in it, it was almost inedible. Cleared out the nostrils though.
Lucky I still had room after the flames from my mouth were extinguished and I finished off the day by eating my whole chocolate egg. It wasn't a small egg either! We ended up having that pussy cat dolls show on while I was stuffing my face and I wondered if they ever get to eat like this what with having their stomachs on show all the time. I guess not.
Right, well very sleepy now and full of chocolate so I'm off to bed.
Also, so far I've got one this week in the footy tipping. Doomed I tell you, doomed.
- Jen
We didn't realise shops aren't open on easter sunday, because I could remember working at coles on easter sunday...probably at least 5 years ago now. We strolled over to coles to do our big weekly shop only to find it well and truly..closed. Undeterred we ambled over to safeway, which was also closed. There were about 10 people outside equally as confused. One of them was obviously more concerned about the liquor part being shut. I mean, you didn't see anyone else shouting and shaking the doors. That or he has some seriously unhappy easter-eggless kids at home.
Baffled but still optimistic we walked home and drove to Newmarket safeway. Also closed.
Perturbed now the man mentioned he knew of an aldi nearby, so we headed up there (driving past a eerily empty highpoint) only to discover...that it was also closed. Despondent - and now hungry I remembered there was a small independent supermarket in Moonee Ponds. As we pulled up - excited by the 'open' sign and door, a small man (well he was!) ran out, grabbed the sign, ran back in, and shut the door.
With heavy hearts we drove home and peered nervously into the pantry, fridge and freezer. Sunday is our day of shopping and although we had a lot of meat left over from the markets last week we only had some cauliflower and a lettuce that was about to go back to the big vegetable garden in the sky. The man decided that we were going to die and he would have to start eating his easter eggs now in case he did die and I might eat them. He also decided as he had no cordial or softdrink he'd have to drink a Johnny Walker. You can tell he's a country boy because obviously just having a glass of water would be sacrilege. The fact cordial is made with water...I'm not sure about.
We sat despondently on the couch, me amusing myself by eating a quarter of a rockmelon and some yogurt (I didn't say I wanted to eat healthy food). Then I remembered, we had mince. We had pastry. We had gravox. We have a pie maker. It didn't take much convincing before the man was cooking up some mince and I was having fun cutting out the wrong size pastry.
Several wonky looking pies later we were satisfied. Hunger abated the man turned to star wars battlefront two for entertainment and I had Es over. After converting another Black Books cynic and eating a small amount of junk food she left and I contemplated finishing some job applications.
After several hours I think I'd written a sentence about being about to quickly acquire something and we were hungry again. The pizza place around the corner was shut but we found one open in ascot vale so 'journeyed' there for nourishment. I only managed three slices of pizza because there was so much chilli in it, it was almost inedible. Cleared out the nostrils though.
Lucky I still had room after the flames from my mouth were extinguished and I finished off the day by eating my whole chocolate egg. It wasn't a small egg either! We ended up having that pussy cat dolls show on while I was stuffing my face and I wondered if they ever get to eat like this what with having their stomachs on show all the time. I guess not.
Right, well very sleepy now and full of chocolate so I'm off to bed.
Also, so far I've got one this week in the footy tipping. Doomed I tell you, doomed.
- Jen
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Lindt Kittens
I know the chocolate bunnies are good but what about cats? The non-chocolate variety?
I've had chocolate cravings for a good couple of weeks now and because we're on the budget (this should be in red fiery letters) we've stopped buying the 2-3 blocks of family cadbury we normally do. The craving hasn't been satisfied with dark chocolate either, nope I've been craving milk chocolate. Today I remembered the lindt bunnies we've had in the back of the fridge since last easter and went halves in one with the man. Craving satisifed! The chocolate wasn't even white either.
I've been good* all week and been going to the gym lots and after my 'ordeal' at the physio I needed SOMETHING.
Bring on the weekend for a chocolate fest though. Oh and how good is this ad. Hank the kitten!
*I'm good ALL the time....I'm very healthy.
Except for the copious amounts of chocolate.
- Jen
It's better than gout.
So I went to the physio today about my knee -referred from my great doctor who is mystified about the lack of anything on my MRI results, but still the obvious pain he is able to inflict on me just by pressing on a certain part of my knee.
The physio's first job was to make my knee hurt again to work out what exactly it was and as Harry thought it's my illiotibial band or Runner's Knee. But wow...the pain!!! Excrutiating!! A good pain I guessbecause it made my knee hurt again and the physio could work out what was going on. Funny how its actually in my thigh but my knee hurts.
So I have lots of stretches to do and the man has orders to inflict similar pain on my leg over the next few days...I saw a little glimmer of something in his eyes when I told him that. I mean giving someone a massage can sometimes be a little tedious but a massage where you get to be rough and cause pain!!
All in all I suppose its better than gout.
- Jen
The physio's first job was to make my knee hurt again to work out what exactly it was and as Harry thought it's my illiotibial band or Runner's Knee. But wow...the pain!!! Excrutiating!! A good pain I guessbecause it made my knee hurt again and the physio could work out what was going on. Funny how its actually in my thigh but my knee hurts.
So I have lots of stretches to do and the man has orders to inflict similar pain on my leg over the next few days...I saw a little glimmer of something in his eyes when I told him that. I mean giving someone a massage can sometimes be a little tedious but a massage where you get to be rough and cause pain!!
All in all I suppose its better than gout.
- Jen
Monday, April 02, 2007
I got two babe.
Two.
My score in the footy tipping. Well looks like my chances of winning the coveted trophy aren't looking good. Damn.
Mum you'll be pleased to know one of the two I got was the Pies against...who did they beat?* Ummm wait...no...yep I think it was the Roos. How about that!
- Jen
* Mum's a pies supporter and Dad's a Roo boy.
My score in the footy tipping. Well looks like my chances of winning the coveted trophy aren't looking good. Damn.
Mum you'll be pleased to know one of the two I got was the Pies against...who did they beat?* Ummm wait...no...yep I think it was the Roos. How about that!
- Jen
* Mum's a pies supporter and Dad's a Roo boy.
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