Drink to the New Year!

Goodbye 2010!

Now that the year is almost out, I feel it somewhat necessary to take stock of how far I’ve come in 2010. To see if I’ve resolved any of my new year’s resolutions and to pause if only for a blog, to reflect on learnings for the year that’s been.

As far as new years’ resolutions go, I had my 2010 list written down somewhere but I can’t seem to find it so I guess that's an automatic fail right there. In fact, since moving out last year I have many a lost thing: hats, belts, books, jewellery and socks galore. In our tiny apartment with limited storage for my limitless junk, lesson learned: I need to resist hording so much useless stuff or my man Lion will just have to settle on one section of our wardrobe.

So, a couple of fails right there but the good news is, I am more the wiser.  And even though I’ve lost my resolutions list, this doesn't detract from another lesson I’ve learned time and again which is, to always write down of all my life’s aspirations. No matter how big or small. Writing it down, helps to ensure you dont' lose sight of them and sends it out to the universe to be fulfilled.

Now I know I sound like I’m off with the fairies so I’ll bring it back to earth. It’s so important to be clear about what you want, but I’ve also learned that thinking really hard about isn’t going to make it happen. And not to get all self-help on you, but take note of these wise words: if you want something , get off your fat arse and do something about it. Before you know it the stars align. 

It just came to me as I wrote the words ‘fat arse’, that one of my new year’s resolutions was to stop shovelling so much crap down my pie-hole. This on a day to day basis is a difficult feat. My favourite Thai restaurant is so readily accessible and I access it often enough that the delivery lady knows my name and gives me 3 free soft drink cans with every delivery. There is also a McDonalds around the corner from us and last month KFC re-released the hot and spicy chicken which doesn't aid my resolve. My mouth is watering just typing about it, even though I stuffed my face at dinner and polished off a bag of mircrowave popcorn just now. Damn you colonel sanders and your 11 secret herbs and spices. Resolving to stop eating crap-Fail. But at the very least I’ve offset the effects of my takeaway addiction somewhat, by dancing my socks off and drinking a lot of multivitamins. I've also learned to never set this as a resolution again as doing so, is setting myself for inevitable failure. 

And so the story goes, as the years comes to an end, we all wonder where the year has gone and whilst I’ve had a few fails, I’m a little wiser for it and it makes success all the more rewarding and celebrated.  2010 has been a fabulous year indeed.We ate to our 1 year anniversary in our first home; We loved to our 6 year s together; We applauded to my man’s graduation; We drank to winning 3^rd at Nationals; We cried with joy to the birth of our first-niece Addidson and we laughed, lived, danced to amazing family and friends!

So I wonder what’s in store on for 2011? I know a few things for certain,  I will live more,  laugh more, love more, dance more, learn more, basically do all the things I love, more. (Well maybe not eating).

xox.

I almost forgot- I will also be partying it up more. Especially when in Europe in July!

Hell yeah! Happy New Year!!!!! Yee-Ha.

Goodbye 2010 & look forward to meeting you 2011.

This Girl is Fierce.

Bwahahahaha

Random anecdotes shared with me today.

A friend’s grandparents went for a walk every morning collecting the postman's discarded rubber bands. They have been doing this for 40+ years and now have a hefty collection of giant rubber band balls. The rubber band balls great for entertaining grandchildren and the morning walks great for blood pressure.

A friend would sell off his other half for $30,000. This would be for the cost of building a shed.

A friend’s couple friend bought a family home off a swiss couple. Lets name swiss couple Pierre and Beate (P&B) and other couple John and Joanne(J&J). P&B were very sad to be selling their house and decided to invite J&J for a farewell/welcome dinner before the property finally settled. J&J went along for what they expected to be a lovely meal and banter about the quirks of the home- certain windows jamming, the water takes a while heat up and the like, but when  dinner commenced J&J found it quite peculiar that P&B had  J&J's linkedin profiles printed at the dinner table. P&B proceeded to fire off interview like questions about their past jobs and future career prospects ending the night off with a final question on how J&J intended on paying their electricity bills. Apparently P&B payed it by direct debit and it was crucial for them to know that J&J would do the same.

 

A customer named Mark called through to phone banking, customer Mark insisted to be called Jesus during the call and threatened to hang up if not followed. As the operator refused to call him Jesus, customer Mark hung up and rang back several times with the same obscure request. He made his final call to make a formal complaint because they would not call him Jesus. 

The dot over the letter 'i' is called a tittle

Festivus in Kirribilli

Had a fabulous Sunday eating cheese, shrimps off the barbie, sweet delights, and hanging with friends under the bridge, drinking to the start of holiday shenanigans.

Weekend Fun

Loved StereoSonic

The Music.

The Atmosphere.

The Sun.

The High.

The Summerlove.

All day dance-a, drink-a,-thon
and fun with
Friends, friends, friends

I want to be coddled.

When I get sick, either flu or stomach sick...

I become the biggest baby ever.
I want to punch people in the face, but often do not.
I want my mummy.
I want to tell people to fuck and often do.
I want to be coddled and fussed over.
I want to take any drug that will restore regularity and my delightful self.

Cry Baby

For my friends who really know me, you would know it well that I cry a lot.

I cry when I’m sad. I cry when I’m blissfully happy. I cry when I find something ridiculously funny. I cry when I’m mad. I cry when I watch movies that rouse any of the aforementioned emotions. I even cry when my girls Ran and Lu re-tell the story-line of ‘PS I love you.’

I guess you can call me a cry baby or a wimp but I like to think of myself as extremely in touch with my emotions… A feeling being?

Anyway, I decided to research on the internet (a most trust-worthy source) how I can stop the urge to cry and found some really great tips (italics denotes sarcasm):

1. Apparently, screaming helps sometimes. Get something to scream into that makes it muffled and quiet. (hmmm... I’m sure this would not have been appropriate if I did this when I was doing my speech at Jojo’s 18th bday, or when I did a toast for my dads 50th)

2. Cross your eyes. This is a way to prevent tears from forming. (I tried this the other day as I watched the blind side and not only did I still cry, but also gave myself a headache. My brain doesn't like it when I confuse my eyes like that)

3. Practice long, slow deep breathing every day. ( I do apply this everyday… but not to combat my crying spells hahahaha not going to get into it)

4. Shift your jaw forward sharply. Apparently this facial posturing is incompatible with crying and will usually stop an impending crying spell quickly and effectively. I tried this facial in the mirror, and it is incompatible with pretty and seeing how I looked pulling this face made me want to cry

5. Smile and laugh to avoid being the target for bullies. Absolutely nothing to do with preventing a good cry. But I thought was the only good advice that I found.

Anyways, off I go. There is even a higher probability that I’ll cry today, as being pre-mental, I mean pre-menstrual makes me a little bonkers.