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Good Things

Birthday girl, originally uploaded by phoof.

I turned 30 yesterday. There was supposed to be angst, stress or some kind of crisis regarding turning this age. None of those feelings came up. I suppose because despite the label, I do not really think I am that old yet! Denial. It can be useful.

I celebrated with a day trip up to the Hunter Valley visiting a few wineries and enjoying a beautiful picnic lunch in the winter sunshine at Audrey Wilkinson. In the evening our neighbours had the pleasure of hearing us singing along badly to karaoke/jukebox whilst 35 of my nearest and dearest partook in food and cocktail slushies! It was a great day.

I think the best thing about turning 30 is no longer having the need to justify or apologise for just ‘being’. I feel more relaxed in my own skin and grateful for all that I have. That’s one super gift in my opinion. So thanks for the memories friends, I am sure there will be more.

A Life. Alive.

There is a dog on my desk. I am wearing 3 layers plus a hoodie. There is sushi in my belly. Its 10 minutes to Dexter. One day to the weekend. I turn 30 next Saturday. There are chocolate ice-cream sticks in my freezer. I know what I am wearing tomorrow. Mismatched socks in the lost and found basket make for good bed socks.  The trees are beautiful at the moment ablaze in colour. I think I could run the bay run this year. My husband is unpacking coffee beans from his bag. Life ticks and tocks. 

I Can See Clearly Now…the Rain Has Gone

Bath hole…, originally uploaded by noodlebowl.

Look all around, there’s nothin’ but blue skies
Look straight ahead, nothin’ but blue skies

A bit of wishful thinking in sodden Sydney. It has been 11 straight days of rain here and counting.

Curiosities

Things I have wondered this week:

• What exactly is an ethnic scarf? And why is it this season’s essential? 
• What possesses someone to open yet another Indian restaurant on Lyons Road? 
• Why was the guy in the car behind me in the traffic jam playing a recorder?
• Was carbonated water invented for me?
• Is there someone whose job it is to name paint colours? Egyptian Sand, Parisian Dusk. I could do that job. 
• How do I get rid of miso soup stains on pants? 

Just Beat It

Lately I have been taking to jogging with the dog. Rather the dog humours me by prancing slightly faster next to me. We of course still obey dog road rules by sitting(him, not me) at each street corner. We do the usual at the top of the street but dog puts his paw on an ants nest, repeatedly. The resulting Michael jackson style paw jiggles and ears back pained surprised look on his face was priceless. I laughed. A lot. Don’t worry, I brushed the ants of his lil paw…eventually.