Last night I attended a pot luck dinner (so 90′s of us, I know) with a bunch of amazing friends that I don’t see often enough. At first I was struck with the “WTF am I going to take that’s Dukan friendly?”. I ended up making rosemary meatballs (delish!!). But while catching up with these hilarious boys and girls and listening to their latest life updates – one gem was the travelling prosthetic ass to Samoa – I found myself nibbling on a piece of banana and honey loaf, and a teeny square of feijoa Louise cake. Both beautifully baked, but of course not Dukan friendly at all. I felt so bad afterwards and guzzled down a cup of Chai tea to make myself feel better.
Post 90′s pot luck fun, we were all heading out to our cars when we noticed this dazzling certificate on my windscreen.
It even has the right date on it!! Of course we all burst into hysterics on the driveway. Why didn’t they knock on the door and say something?? Seriously, those people must own a tank if they could not fit past my car.
To end on a high note, this morning I weighed myself again, I’m back in the 70′s! YEAH BABY.
After nearly dying from an extreme (yes, of manflu strength) cold on the weekend, of which I didn’t leave the house, my week 22 of 2012 has been bloody busy. A concert! An interview! A thesis submission! A wedding! And somehow three days of work… (most of which was filled with interviewing people for my role – tedious.)
I ended up having Monday off work as I still wasn’t fully recovered. But magically, and with the help of a cold & flu capsule + coffee + Malibu + wine cocktail I made it to see Florence + The Machine. My God. What a concert – that woman is so full of talent, and seeing her live (and her extremely talented ‘machine’) I found a whole new love for her and her music.
Tuesday night I had dinner with Natasha and Alice (who has popped over for Natasha’s wedding). It was so lovely to finally meet Alice after talking for so long!
Wednesday I had a phone call from a recruitment company in London in regards to finance/accounting jobs – it was very informative and she was very sure not to include a sparkly bubble nor fluffy mittens. She told me I’m not likely to get my ideal job for 6-8 weeks. It’s always hard to hear the hard truths, but also I need to hear it. I’ve submitted my CV to a bunch of temp secretarial roles that will bring in the £ for the first couple of months.
Yesterday was a monumental day for my best friend: she submitted her thesis for her PHD. I’m so proud! She’s worked so hard and deserves all the recognition and celebration in the world! We celebrated last night with cocktails at The Library Bar (somewhat appropriate) and she’s off to Japan this weekend for a wee jaunt and break. She definitely deserves it, in my opinion.
Finally, today I am off to Natasha‘s wedding!!!!! I am beyond excited to share this magical day with her, her lovely beau and a bunch of amazing ladies. Really, I need to get my ass out of bed now and in the shower. Hair to wash, nails to paint, a frock to pack, bubbles to buy, and a couple of girls to pick up!
You know when you have those catch up’s with friends you haven’t seen in 12 months or more? They can go either way really; school and university friends that you barely see can be hard work or just like old times. Girls are terrible and can have an agenda behind these catch up’s – kind of a check list of “is my life better than yours?”. I can’t say that I actively go out to try and ensure my life is better than a friend’s, but no-one wants to feel like the loser that hasn’t achieved anything since high school.
I had a catch up last night with a girlfriend from university and it was nothing like that. She was fantastic. We literally did not stop yapping about life, events, and of course those odd car-crash mutual friends we share. You all do it. Don’t judge. She often pops by my blog and told me she’s not impressed when there’s no gossip to catch up on. It was so lovely to see her in person though, and share the stories properly. She heard of my heartbreaks in the past year, my travels and future plans and I heard of hers. It was so inspirational! These are the people you need in your life and I’m sorry we hadn’t caught up sooner. We’ve booked in a coffee/beach walk date for this Sunday and I’m thoroughly looking forward to it.
During one of our relationship topics we veered off into the topic of the five languages of love. What an eye opener. She explained to me the basics of the five types; Words of Affirmation, Quality Time, Receiving Gifts, Acts of Service and Physical Touch. Of course I took the wee quiz they have on the website, but was correct on my assumption of which of the five I would be: Physical Touch. I reflected on the men I’ve been with and they’ve all been completely different. I questioned her on the importance of finding someone who matched your language. She stated quite simply; you don’t need to match, you just need to understand what language your partner is, and vice versa. Relationship gold.
My best friend is involved in an art exhibition being held this week in Auckland. I’m super excited as I’ve been invited along to the opening tonight, got my name on the door and everything. That’s how we roll…
‘Do you mind?’ is an exhibition and publication of new artworks based on research projects specific to the Centre for Brain Research (CBR) at the University of Auckland.
She’s involved by being a model for one of the participants. There’s a life size painting of another girl imitating my friend. I’m excited to see!
Apparently there’s media and the whole shebang going. Excitement plus!
More about it here.
Crossing #25 off the bucket list!