I have purchased over $200 worth of items from ebay in the last 35 days.
1 x knee-hi boots
1 x black suede lace up boots
5 x transfers (to make groovy t-shirts)
1 x Cute Little Dead Girl Lenore stationary
1 x black skirt
1 x Brown Skirt
1 x Brown polka dot wrap dress
1 x cute cream and red type floral skirt
1 x Alannah Hill floral skirt in salmon
All of them are bargains thats for sure. But they are unnecessary and one bargain quickly turns into an addiction and I find myself spending hours scouring the millions of items that either someone else doesn't want anymore or even worse from an "ebay shop".
A self imposed ban has been put in place that starts..........as soon as my last auction ends :)
Wednesday, 7 May 2008
Tuesday, 6 May 2008
a blogger at heart
So it is painfully obvious that I am doing a woeful job at this blogging thing.
A couple of fun events have come and gone since my last post and although it did cross my mind to jot down some words about them....I didn't. I find that the times I am most compelled to write is when I am feeling reflective and a little self indulgent. I gain clarity in my confused thoughts by writing them down, however records of such ramblings
are best kept in long hand in the little book under my socks.
I have just been for a little jog around the block, as part of my training for the Mother's Day Classic
I am a little nervous about my first fun run, but I figure not much can really go wrong. I am doing the baby run. 4kms. Going from a couch potato of epic proportions to someone who can even jog for a kilometre has taken many early morning bootcamp sessions. That has been the one thing that has kept me happy over the last couple of months. The fact that I am actually achieving results in my bid to become fit and healthy.
A couple of fun events have come and gone since my last post and although it did cross my mind to jot down some words about them....I didn't. I find that the times I am most compelled to write is when I am feeling reflective and a little self indulgent. I gain clarity in my confused thoughts by writing them down, however records of such ramblings
are best kept in long hand in the little book under my socks.
I have just been for a little jog around the block, as part of my training for the Mother's Day Classic
I am a little nervous about my first fun run, but I figure not much can really go wrong. I am doing the baby run. 4kms. Going from a couch potato of epic proportions to someone who can even jog for a kilometre has taken many early morning bootcamp sessions. That has been the one thing that has kept me happy over the last couple of months. The fact that I am actually achieving results in my bid to become fit and healthy.
Monday, 18 February 2008
BBE
So the best boyfriend ever took me to the Portsea Hotel for our valentines weekend.
Friday night arrival - We had a seafood platter (pretty ordinary) and a couple of drinks outside, then slept a great deal (bootcamp and a head cold ) but were up in time for breakie. I have two favourite things about staying in hotels. I love room service and I love the buffet breakfast. They can make or break the hotel stay for me :)
Usually GB is too alseep to ever indulge in breakfast and the not
eating for a couple of hours after waking doesnt lend itself to morning
food consumption either. I usually do breakfast on my own
But I think GB made an effort for me this time round and
actually joined me for breakfast. Hooray!
Saturday we went to the Sorrento back beach to try out our new camera.
We got a little point and shoot that is waterproof.
Not the best quality but - So much fun!
These were taken in little waterholes in the rock formation
Friday night arrival - We had a seafood platter (pretty ordinary) and a couple of drinks outside, then slept a great deal (bootcamp and a head cold ) but were up in time for breakie. I have two favourite things about staying in hotels. I love room service and I love the buffet breakfast. They can make or break the hotel stay for me :)
Usually GB is too alseep to ever indulge in breakfast and the not
eating for a couple of hours after waking doesnt lend itself to morning
food consumption either. I usually do breakfast on my own
But I think GB made an effort for me this time round and
actually joined me for breakfast. Hooray!
Saturday we went to the Sorrento back beach to try out our new camera.
We got a little point and shoot that is waterproof.
Not the best quality but - So much fun!
These were taken in little waterholes in the rock formation
Saturday, 9 February 2008
Some where back in time
Iron Maiden flew into Melbourne on Ed Force One Tuesday night for two nights of serious Rock.
GB, his friend Colin and I went to the Wednesday night concert. It was everything you would imagine a 'Maiden' concert to be like.
90% of the crowd were wearing black jeans and either longhair/a mullet or shaved head.
The other 10% was split 50/50 into "normal" and "goth/skank" girls.
Everyone was so excited to see Maiden back in the country
and they went off.
When Bruce asked Melbourne to scream for him I thought that
the little hairs in my inner ear would never stand up again.
I witnessed some guitar playing that was so phenominal and the energy this band has was fantastic. Iron Maiden has fans comparable to other same generation bands -
They all look pretty mean but are a generally friendly bunch.
So begins the year of the bands! Next we have Rock to Wellington. Counting down - 5.5 weeks to go!
This is the t-shirt I got :)
GB, his friend Colin and I went to the Wednesday night concert. It was everything you would imagine a 'Maiden' concert to be like.
90% of the crowd were wearing black jeans and either longhair/a mullet or shaved head.
The other 10% was split 50/50 into "normal" and "goth/skank" girls.
Everyone was so excited to see Maiden back in the country
and they went off.
When Bruce asked Melbourne to scream for him I thought that
the little hairs in my inner ear would never stand up again.
I witnessed some guitar playing that was so phenominal and the energy this band has was fantastic. Iron Maiden has fans comparable to other same generation bands -
They all look pretty mean but are a generally friendly bunch.
So begins the year of the bands! Next we have Rock to Wellington. Counting down - 5.5 weeks to go!
This is the t-shirt I got :)
Friday, 8 February 2008
One down four to go
So this whole posting business hasn't gone as planned - but I intend to keep on trying.
I mentioned a post or so earlier that I am intending to check some stuff off a list. I never got around to posting a list....
One of the items on the list that I never posted was to complete a bootcamp. This was to kill two items with one activity.....I am determined to become fit and I wanted to actually complete something.
Fit eh...my goal is the kind of fit and healthy where there are no longer diets just a way of life. So as the first step I joined the Original Bootcamp ,
it consists of 3 x 1hr session per week for 4 weeks. I completed the first week yesterday and was so proud that I managed to get through the first week without crying. First session was scary and very tough. Second session was even tougher and made me quite hesitant about going back. I really though that I had jumped into the deep end a touch too soon. After the third session I actually feel like I have made progress. I am still last at everything we do and I still do the least pushups and situps and burpees. But I am not there to compare myself to others - I just want to see progression with my fitness levels over the 4 weeks.
Today I am off to the gym near the train station. This is step 2. I am going to take up boxing. Not competition boxing or anything. Just training :)
I mentioned a post or so earlier that I am intending to check some stuff off a list. I never got around to posting a list....
One of the items on the list that I never posted was to complete a bootcamp. This was to kill two items with one activity.....I am determined to become fit and I wanted to actually complete something.
Fit eh...my goal is the kind of fit and healthy where there are no longer diets just a way of life. So as the first step I joined the Original Bootcamp ,
it consists of 3 x 1hr session per week for 4 weeks. I completed the first week yesterday and was so proud that I managed to get through the first week without crying. First session was scary and very tough. Second session was even tougher and made me quite hesitant about going back. I really though that I had jumped into the deep end a touch too soon. After the third session I actually feel like I have made progress. I am still last at everything we do and I still do the least pushups and situps and burpees. But I am not there to compare myself to others - I just want to see progression with my fitness levels over the 4 weeks.
Today I am off to the gym near the train station. This is step 2. I am going to take up boxing. Not competition boxing or anything. Just training :)
Wednesday, 23 January 2008
ChChChChanges
I don't want to be where I am in my life in 12 months time. I have spent quite a few of my 32 years not striving for anything...just being, going with the flow.
I am feeling determined for some change.
There are five steps that I am going to take. I will list them soon.
Right now I have to pick up my crumpled car from the mechanics.
I am feeling determined for some change.
There are five steps that I am going to take. I will list them soon.
Right now I have to pick up my crumpled car from the mechanics.
Friday, 4 January 2008
Whinger
It is 37 degrees, I am hot, bored and slightly annoyed.
I have been trying to learn some chords for my new guitar. I am finding it extremely hard. My fingers don't bend the way that the pictures show me how to do it and holding down the strings hurts like a mother after a while. I am feeling frustrated by not being muscially gifted and am trying to get over the feeling that this whole guitar rock chick business is beyond me.
I will blame the heat for my bad attitude...
GB is sleeping. Since he has been on holidays we have reverted back to weekends of old
where our waking hours only seem to be in sync for about 4 to 6 hours. I am busy pottering around or cleaning and he sleeps. Then while I am sleeping he sits at his computer for hours on end.
I think I am feeling daunted by all the new tasks I have set my self for the begining of this year. I want to learn to play the guitar and I also bought a sewing machine. The sewing machine came about because I dislike the fashion of today. I thought that making my own clothes was the best solution to this. Hehehe I can't even sew in a straight line let alone follow a complicated pattern. All this is on top of a general feeling of needing something to change. I cut my hair short for a change.....it didn't seem to ease the feeling all that much. Silly me thinking something as shallow and meaningless as a haircut could cut through the apathy and discontent.
HA! Do I detect some self pity there?
The lottery tickets that we got for Christmas gave us nada. I was hoping that a move to Europe with all the money to buy my Italian Villa and a beefy American muscle car was going to be just around the corner :)
Bugger it - I am going shopping!
I have been trying to learn some chords for my new guitar. I am finding it extremely hard. My fingers don't bend the way that the pictures show me how to do it and holding down the strings hurts like a mother after a while. I am feeling frustrated by not being muscially gifted and am trying to get over the feeling that this whole guitar rock chick business is beyond me.
I will blame the heat for my bad attitude...
GB is sleeping. Since he has been on holidays we have reverted back to weekends of old
where our waking hours only seem to be in sync for about 4 to 6 hours. I am busy pottering around or cleaning and he sleeps. Then while I am sleeping he sits at his computer for hours on end.
I think I am feeling daunted by all the new tasks I have set my self for the begining of this year. I want to learn to play the guitar and I also bought a sewing machine. The sewing machine came about because I dislike the fashion of today. I thought that making my own clothes was the best solution to this. Hehehe I can't even sew in a straight line let alone follow a complicated pattern. All this is on top of a general feeling of needing something to change. I cut my hair short for a change.....it didn't seem to ease the feeling all that much. Silly me thinking something as shallow and meaningless as a haircut could cut through the apathy and discontent.
HA! Do I detect some self pity there?
The lottery tickets that we got for Christmas gave us nada. I was hoping that a move to Europe with all the money to buy my Italian Villa and a beefy American muscle car was going to be just around the corner :)
Bugger it - I am going shopping!
Sunday, 30 December 2007
NYE
I show up for work at 8:20am. No one else is here. Come on accountants. Masters of the obsessive-workaholic persona. I am starting to doubt that anyone is going to show up. It is going to be 42 degrees today. Maybe I am the only stupid person coming in.
Turns out that everyone was in by 9am. So we are ALL stupid.
We are having a house party for NYE tonight. I hate the hot weather and I especially hate having people around when it is hot. I would prefer to ramble about my house in my underwear, which is something I choose not to do when there are visitors - for both mine and their comfort. The good thing about heat like 42 degrees is that once you make peace with the fact that you will be sweating and hot and sticky no matter what - then you can just get on with it.
GB and I have decided that the feature event of tonight will be a water balloon fight. We bought 300 balloons yesterday so I am hoping that will be enough to cool everyone down. Mrs K has instructed that we also stock up on the tequila. ughhh I can already feel the hangover
Turns out that everyone was in by 9am. So we are ALL stupid.
We are having a house party for NYE tonight. I hate the hot weather and I especially hate having people around when it is hot. I would prefer to ramble about my house in my underwear, which is something I choose not to do when there are visitors - for both mine and their comfort. The good thing about heat like 42 degrees is that once you make peace with the fact that you will be sweating and hot and sticky no matter what - then you can just get on with it.
GB and I have decided that the feature event of tonight will be a water balloon fight. We bought 300 balloons yesterday so I am hoping that will be enough to cool everyone down. Mrs K has instructed that we also stock up on the tequila. ughhh I can already feel the hangover
Saturday, 29 December 2007
The day before the day before New Years
While I am sitting here knocking back a Corona with lime (hey, what is a girl to do to combat this nasty weather!) I thought that I would jot down how Christmas went.
Christmas Eve was spent at the Kahler house. A family affair with the Kahlers, Grandmother and Great Aunt (The Ladies). Mrs K put on the usual delectable feed with copious amounts of sparkling white, which made for a very enjoyable evening.
This is a picture of the table laid out for dinner and adorned with the beautiful 'table' Advent Krantz Mr K fashioned at the last minute.
Everyone was in a festive mood befitting the season. Pleasant conversation followed by gift giving was the order of the night. Everyone was quite spoilt in the way of gifts. Although GB had already bought himself an ipod Touch, so it didn't really matter what anyone else got him....
I bought GB a Nintendo DS. I have played it more than him! Imagine that. We both got a new dinner service from Mrs K and "The Ladies" gave Chris some ties and shirts and I got a Myer gift voucher. I spent the gift Voucher on Rocks by Ralph Lauren.
And the present for me that had been living in the garage for several days for safe keeping (GB's reasoning is I won't snoop where there lurks the spiders - he is right of course). SURPRISE.
So that is my lovely new toy. I can't play yet. I am pretty good at making noise but it is yet to sound like a song or even pleasant noise. My finger pads of my left hand are quite tender. I found some scale exercises on the interweb to help strengthen and loosen my hands. It hurts! :)
Christmas day didn't turn out as planned. But I probably had a more relaxing time than I imagined I would. The Raffaele-Djouabi clan and the Kahler's came together for a late lunch of seafood and Amanda's crumbed chicken. If there was ever a dish that invoked memories of Christmas' as a child at Mum and Dad's house it is crumbed chicken. Thankfully Amanda learned the recipe from Dad at some point, so the tradition lives on. We skipped the rest of tradition with no pudding or Christmas cake. Instead Amanda made a Kuchen. And we watched Die Hard 4.0 in the evening. Usually watching movies on Christmas is for when I am on my own and I take the masochistic route of watching a It's A Wonderful Life .
GB's friends then came around after about 8pm and lots more drinking happened. This Christmas broke tradition for GB's family as well as mine. It was weird but wonderful.
Christmas Eve was spent at the Kahler house. A family affair with the Kahlers, Grandmother and Great Aunt (The Ladies). Mrs K put on the usual delectable feed with copious amounts of sparkling white, which made for a very enjoyable evening.
This is a picture of the table laid out for dinner and adorned with the beautiful 'table' Advent Krantz Mr K fashioned at the last minute.
Everyone was in a festive mood befitting the season. Pleasant conversation followed by gift giving was the order of the night. Everyone was quite spoilt in the way of gifts. Although GB had already bought himself an ipod Touch, so it didn't really matter what anyone else got him....
I bought GB a Nintendo DS. I have played it more than him! Imagine that. We both got a new dinner service from Mrs K and "The Ladies" gave Chris some ties and shirts and I got a Myer gift voucher. I spent the gift Voucher on Rocks by Ralph Lauren.
And the present for me that had been living in the garage for several days for safe keeping (GB's reasoning is I won't snoop where there lurks the spiders - he is right of course). SURPRISE.
So that is my lovely new toy. I can't play yet. I am pretty good at making noise but it is yet to sound like a song or even pleasant noise. My finger pads of my left hand are quite tender. I found some scale exercises on the interweb to help strengthen and loosen my hands. It hurts! :)
Christmas day didn't turn out as planned. But I probably had a more relaxing time than I imagined I would. The Raffaele-Djouabi clan and the Kahler's came together for a late lunch of seafood and Amanda's crumbed chicken. If there was ever a dish that invoked memories of Christmas' as a child at Mum and Dad's house it is crumbed chicken. Thankfully Amanda learned the recipe from Dad at some point, so the tradition lives on. We skipped the rest of tradition with no pudding or Christmas cake. Instead Amanda made a Kuchen. And we watched Die Hard 4.0 in the evening. Usually watching movies on Christmas is for when I am on my own and I take the masochistic route of watching a It's A Wonderful Life .
GB's friends then came around after about 8pm and lots more drinking happened. This Christmas broke tradition for GB's family as well as mine. It was weird but wonderful.
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