Sometimes, if you're really, really lucky...

...everything aligns in your life at the right place and the right time.

Sometimes I feel really close and it's a good feeling.

I feel like making the move is the right thing to do but it's been bittersweet as I've started to say goodbye to some of my beloveds. I have some seriously special people in my life and I can't say enough how much I love them and how grateful I am that they know me so well to pull me out of those grey-sky moments.

It's hard to balance strength and vulnerability at the same time. All I think you can do is be honest and hope that even if right now things aren't going the way you planned, they'll work out down the track because you've been honest and true to yourself and those around you.

It's late and my train of thought is all over the place but I know this: love and happiness is all around.

Let's all love each other in Paris. xo

Burgers and cider

I had a lovely day today with my beautiful friend Miss P. She is truly a special lady.

I had every intention of pampering us both with a couple of pedi's but alas all the shops were shut the three locations we tried so we decided to head to West End watering hole Archive. We both had $10 burgers and a pear cider each. YUM.

This is me and Miss P - isn't she adorbs?!

On another note...I made pumpkin soup tonight. It was very gingery (an hommage to moi peut-etre?) and a tad bitey but I liked it, it was no passive soup that's for sure. It basically consisted of half a jap pumpkin, 1 1/2 onions, 3 crushed garlic cloves, a large knob of ginger, 500ml of chicken (or vege) stock and a handful of coriander. Seconds were had.

Oh and I also finished this book last night. I actually rather enjoyed it. It's a sort of documentative/narrative recount of observations of the city Sarah Turnbull learns to call home; gay paree. Trudes didn't like it so much and was put off by the sternness of the French husband but that didn't grate on me too much. I would actually recommend it to anyone thinking of taking up residence in this city flowing with life and love but stifled by rules and generations of pride.

I just received an email from Nan telling me to enjoy my Mac but not wear my fingers out.

Good night. I'm off to do some more 'surfin' of the net' as Nanny calls it. xx

Happy MacEaster

I had no idea when I woke up this morning that I would toddle off to the local "mall" and buy a brand spanking new MacBook Pro today.

It's given me a new lease on life in the immediate future (sad I know, but true). Already I'm super excited about the possibilities and connections my laptop gives me, it feels like Christmas!!! No wait, it's Easter??!?

Let me explain my hyperactivity. I haven't had a working personal computer for about two years, it kinda blew. So I splurged (not the smartest thing to do when you're heading OS, but isn't that the reason I bought it?!?) and am the happiest girl in the world tonight.

It has actually been a very happy day.

I woke up to this.

And then the Easter Bunny visited. (Isn't she the cutest?!?)

Had cake and coffe with some wonderful people. This was the view on the way down in the lift. I seriously love my hometown, it has so much blissful serenity to offer with that big blue sky and vast ocean.

and now I'm playing with this baby. I scored a good deal which makes her all the more sweeter.

I should also mention that many Hot Cross Buns (HCB's for the uninitiated) have been consumed today.

Tehehehe

This made me laugh very hard. Tres cheeky (pun intended).

It's from one of my favourite bloggers, Jess. She's completely inspiring, insanely intelligent and living a life I'm intensely jealous of.

A Straddie weekender

I was lucky enough to be invited to a friend's birthday for a weekend away at North Stradbroke. The lovely Jen has a family holiday home there that around 18 of us got to share. We laughed heartily, drank copiously, basked indulgently, relaxed lazily, bonded naturally, enjoyed blissfully, contemplated thoughtfully and celebrated happily. There was adult diapers made from toilet paper, nude bed jumping, no sleeping, surfing, puppy hugs, beautiful weather, stormy weather, neighbour harassing, connect four tournaments. Thanks for the invite C + L. Hope you had a wonderful 30th C! Remember age is just a state of mind. Thanks for letting me steal half your bed J! xx

A wise woman once said

"Break ups are like poker games, you never show your hand. If you do have to meet up with the person who dumped you, you should act like you got laid that morning."

Shake your bootay

Thoroughly obsessed with these tunes. CAN NOT get enough.

GET UP AND DANCE.

TFIF

Today is a better day and I'll be very happy when this week is over.

Moving isn't just a physical game, it's mental as well. I forgot how much of a toll it takes on you, puts a few more things on your plate to juggle than usual and you have to get the timing just right.

I'm so thankful I have some wonderful friends who've decided to take me in for a couple of months before I head OS. Hopefully it'll mean a bit of saving and a better time in Europe.

Now I've got the moving over and done with I get to plan my holiday. Depsite my good organisational skills I'm not the best planner or researcher. I wish someone would just plan my holiday for me. Where's that fairy godmother when you need her?

I know I want to document my holiday and have as many experiences as possible. I also just want to lie on beaches for a few weeks.

Hey kid

Sometimes you just gotta roll with the punches.

And then other times you've got to stand up and fight.

The key is to know when to do what.

We're all fighting for a common denominator.

I want to jump in the sea

I'm aching for the ocean today.

Spending the weekend with my girls (more on them later) has left me with that salty taste in my mouth that I can't get enough of.

I suppose it could have something to do with my itchy feet and not having had a proper holiday in close to two years, away from home that is. I broke a bone in one of my hoofs last time. It was a 3 week holiday that turned into a one week whirlwind that was swiftly ended once I crushed my fourth metatarsel on some marble in Santorini in Greece. This was shortly followed by a two week stint of drugs, chocolate, couch-lounging and stair-hopping in a friend's abode in Southern England.

Summation: I NEED A HOLIDAY.

Well, I'm getting one, in July this year. I'm taking off for a few months to Europe. It's now March and I have nada planned, only my flight over. Nothing else is booked. I need to get onto that pronto. I get so overwhelmed when I look at places. I am not an avid traveller, or planner for that matter. Once I'm there I'm fine but I kind of need someone to come up with an itinerary for me.

I'm going to have to be a big girl and try and get my sh!t together so I can maximise my play time.

Currently on my initial holiday list:
Spain - Benicassim festival
Italy
Portugal
Croatia
Amsterdam

I don't know what else to put on the list yet. I'm intent on trawling whatever beaches I can find and lazing with cocktails. That is my idea of a holiday. I don't think this will sustain me for a month however.

We'll see what I can come up with. I'm giving myself a three week deadline. I have to move in the next fortnight and that's currently consuming me.

Clouds make me dreamy for the good stuff

I was on a plane the other day, on my way to visit some girlfriends in Sydney, and that thing happened again.

It only happens on planes, never anywhere else. There must be something about the sky.

Basically, when I'm up in the air I feel an overwhelming sense of excitement, aniticipation but most of all optimism and clarity. Anything is possible up there. I am so overcome with this "optimarity" feeling, the clouds make me smile and giggle.

I feel light up there, nothing worries me and I feel as though I can conquer the entire world. These feelings of lightness and happiness are actually contrary to how I truly feel about flying. Not having my feet on the ground or being connected to land at all leaves me feeling nauseous and worried. But I seem to be able to push these feelings aside and wholly embrace this positive feeling.

I feel like nothing can weigh me down and I am solely in charge of my life and I have the ability to do WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT. I can make anything happen and it's with great confusion that I can't understand how I didn't see life just as clearly before.

Unfortunately the steps don't necessarily present themselves on how to make my life more productive or happier, it's the bigger picture and feeling that overwhelms me and I understand that I should only make decisions that will move my life forward or make it more positive. It suddenly puzzles me why I would ever feel down or negative or unsure of my decisions. And then I remember it's the clarity up there that you can't get down on land. Everyone's around you making decisions for you, pushing things in front of you, everything's telling you how you should live your life and most of all, you question yourself.

I've often wondered why this feeling occurs. And I think I've come up with an answer. Planes connect us with people and experiences we need to have in our lives, we are often going somewhere or meeting someone. It's these future happenings that I ponder and think "wow, what great opportunities" or "how exciting".

Planes connect us with loved ones.

I remember the first time this feeling truly took hold of me. It was when I set off to San Francisco at the tender age of 20. And I do mean tender.

I was flying solo, alone on the whole trip, I didn't know a soul in the destination I was headed.

I was a very unsure and "uncool" 20 but I thought "I can be whoever I want to be in SF". This excitement overwhelmed me and I felt nauseous for the challenging and happy times ahead.

Needless to say it ended up being one of the best experiences of my life.

I think it's my upcoming trip to Europe/living abroad in London that's making me salivate for that feeling again. It gets me places, that feeling.

Take me here.
Image: Weheartit.

It makes me smile