Have had V visiting the last week and a bit, thus have hardly been online in that time - not just because it would be rude, but that with her around we found enough to entertain ourselves without most of the mindlessness on the net. Combined with V and motherly disapproval especially after I did my internet banking which led to three quarters of an hour reading more Katrina editorials, I only got another twenty minutes for the rest of the time. So less than an hour online in the last week - very unusual for me LOL.
Sunday - V arrived at twenty past ten at night. The last train out to the airport on Sundays is about three hours earlier than that, so hitched a ride in with the parents after Australian Idol - gotta get my priorities right of course LOL - and still had over an hour to wait. Killed time by twenty minutes at the internet booth, just braindeadedly (if that is a word) surfing news websites. The original flight was due in at about midday, but Jetstar changed their schedules didn't they - grr.
And then, going home, the taxi driver was chronic. Not so much the fact that she didn't know where she was going, which unfortunately is an occupational hazard for taxi patrons in Brisbane, but combined with her lack of ability on using the accelerator, being unable to keep her foot off the pedal or to maintain a steady speed - kind of like bunny hopping in fifth gear. On the motorway. Kind of scary LOL.
V made me a scrapbooking album of our trip to New Zealand in January, as a Christmas present. She gave it to me on Sunday night so that she wouldn't have to post it, and also to see my reaction. Now I'm not sure how much my readers know about scrapbooking, but it is an art and crafty kind of thing, where you take a photo or two and stick them to a page, and design artwork and words around or behind the pictures. Not sure how well I have explained it, but when V showed the album she was giving me to her scrapbooking friends they thought it was really really good, and that I was very lucky to receive it. I'm not a scrapbooking expert, but I like it, I like it a lot :)
Watched the Italian Grand Prix half heartedly, Schumacher being out of contention as too often this year, before heading to bed.
Monday - I had the day off, as annual leave from work. Needed it after the all too brief Sunday night with V. Our main plan for the day was to undertake retail therapy at the shopping centre in Chermside, which is always fun. I had been saving my retail urges until V arrived, so I was ready to go (have that Republica song bouncing around my head now). V has some contact lenses to pay for in the next couple of weeks, so she was trying to only buy birthday presents for the multitude of nieces, nephews etc. Trying being the operative word.
Had a coffee, hot chocolate and vanilla slice at a cafe, before getting about fifteen assorted presents for family members (and I thought my ten cousins on Dad's side was bad). I got V a glass vase from Dusk as a Christmas present, and two pairs of business wear pants (one brown pinstripe, one charcoal) at K Mart. First time I have bought anything in K-Mart in years, but with V beside me, extolling the virtues of the fifteen percent sale, I was sold LOL.
Bought a shirt, surprisingly - short sleeved for summer, have been put on warning for any further long sleeved shirts (apparently I had twenty six shirts in my wardrobe at a random point last weekend). We had Oporto for lunch, realising that V hadn't eaten in almost twenty four hours - she did have a dizzy spell when sitting down too quickly about ten mins before lunch - something about the chips at Oporto yum. The chili on the burgers is nice, but the chips ensure I return.
Bought V a nice topaz pendant necklace at Prouds. Another couple of presents for rellies bought later, and we were all shopped out. Came home, watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, one of my fave movies of the last couple years, but V didn't quite get it. Pretty non eventful evening and night, apart from my spot on prediction that my mother would insist on a sit down at the dining table meal the first night V was there. Pretty uneventful apart from that though.
Tuesday (last week) and onward soon.
Pauly
Sunday - V arrived at twenty past ten at night. The last train out to the airport on Sundays is about three hours earlier than that, so hitched a ride in with the parents after Australian Idol - gotta get my priorities right of course LOL - and still had over an hour to wait. Killed time by twenty minutes at the internet booth, just braindeadedly (if that is a word) surfing news websites. The original flight was due in at about midday, but Jetstar changed their schedules didn't they - grr.
And then, going home, the taxi driver was chronic. Not so much the fact that she didn't know where she was going, which unfortunately is an occupational hazard for taxi patrons in Brisbane, but combined with her lack of ability on using the accelerator, being unable to keep her foot off the pedal or to maintain a steady speed - kind of like bunny hopping in fifth gear. On the motorway. Kind of scary LOL.
V made me a scrapbooking album of our trip to New Zealand in January, as a Christmas present. She gave it to me on Sunday night so that she wouldn't have to post it, and also to see my reaction. Now I'm not sure how much my readers know about scrapbooking, but it is an art and crafty kind of thing, where you take a photo or two and stick them to a page, and design artwork and words around or behind the pictures. Not sure how well I have explained it, but when V showed the album she was giving me to her scrapbooking friends they thought it was really really good, and that I was very lucky to receive it. I'm not a scrapbooking expert, but I like it, I like it a lot :)
Watched the Italian Grand Prix half heartedly, Schumacher being out of contention as too often this year, before heading to bed.
Monday - I had the day off, as annual leave from work. Needed it after the all too brief Sunday night with V. Our main plan for the day was to undertake retail therapy at the shopping centre in Chermside, which is always fun. I had been saving my retail urges until V arrived, so I was ready to go (have that Republica song bouncing around my head now). V has some contact lenses to pay for in the next couple of weeks, so she was trying to only buy birthday presents for the multitude of nieces, nephews etc. Trying being the operative word.
Had a coffee, hot chocolate and vanilla slice at a cafe, before getting about fifteen assorted presents for family members (and I thought my ten cousins on Dad's side was bad). I got V a glass vase from Dusk as a Christmas present, and two pairs of business wear pants (one brown pinstripe, one charcoal) at K Mart. First time I have bought anything in K-Mart in years, but with V beside me, extolling the virtues of the fifteen percent sale, I was sold LOL.
Bought a shirt, surprisingly - short sleeved for summer, have been put on warning for any further long sleeved shirts (apparently I had twenty six shirts in my wardrobe at a random point last weekend). We had Oporto for lunch, realising that V hadn't eaten in almost twenty four hours - she did have a dizzy spell when sitting down too quickly about ten mins before lunch - something about the chips at Oporto yum. The chili on the burgers is nice, but the chips ensure I return.
Bought V a nice topaz pendant necklace at Prouds. Another couple of presents for rellies bought later, and we were all shopped out. Came home, watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, one of my fave movies of the last couple years, but V didn't quite get it. Pretty non eventful evening and night, apart from my spot on prediction that my mother would insist on a sit down at the dining table meal the first night V was there. Pretty uneventful apart from that though.
Tuesday (last week) and onward soon.
Pauly
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