Sunday, December 31, 2006
Friday, December 29, 2006
Rali is in town and it has been great to catch up with her. The gang came over last night for pizza and everything was discussed: interior decorating, threesomes, percentage of sexual partners with the name Alex (sorry but I love it!), peeping on cute gay neighbour, flashing our boobs, watching SATC. Tres fun.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
This past week I have learnt more about my family than I have in all these years. Their stories, who they are, it's amazing.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Holidays With My Mum
11 years ago (11? Geez...), Club Med changed my life. I fell in love with a French bartender and it ruined me. Hopefully this time it will be less intense! I'm thinking more sunbaking and snorkelling and biting my tongue when mum wants to go to the cheesey circus entertainment and less smitten with tanned French men who do your head in.
Happy Birthday To Me
30 minutes = $45. She was French with a heavy accent - I had to translate a few words for her - and I chose not to ask questions or give much away. She read my cards and after, my palm. She reiterated many times that I will do lots and lots of travelling, and that it will be good for my business. I will have my job for a few more years and then only the business, which I will have for many years. I will marry in 2010, a man 6-8 years older than me, an intelligent man who will support my business so I don't need my job. We will meet in a place filled with lots of people, like a party. The man will publish a book after his pension, ideas that he is thinking about now. He is my true love and we will love each other very much, and I will only be married to this man for my life. We will have two children, at least one boy, spaced closely together. We will live in a huge house that needs renovations, but a lovely old-style home near water and parks. I will love someone before this man too. He is a man who has many responsibilities with his job. Any men who are on the scene at the moment are not the ones for me. I will live a very long life. My family is close and we have a warm relationship. Everyone will be happy and healthy.
I Must've Done Something Good
Friday, December 08, 2006
Then I came home and watched The Office Christmas specials on DVD, and honestly Ricky Gervais is a bloody genius. The first time I saw it, when Tim and Dawn got together, I cried. Last night, I bawled. It's just so well done and the genius of a comedy that makes your emotions soar like that: ge-ni-us.
And more spoils: tonight, dinner at Bistro Moncur with Nat; lunch at Pilu with mum, Kath, Jay and the kids; Sunday lunch with dad.
And happy birthday Jim Morrison :-)
And then some: Thank you for the beautiful roses Kath. In come a dozen pale apricot, sweet fragrant roses, completely blowing me away. Love you.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
I thought 27 was going to be a really good year, if only because it's a nice number and it's my lucky number cubed. This year has been...indifferent, not a blip in the overall scheme of things. I realised a dream, and that will always be a highlight, of seeing the World Cup live. That still sends goosebumps up and down my body. It was a wonderful trip, albeit with underlying disquiet at times. A similar disquiet that I feel these days. But I know it passes, as the good and bad always does for me.
I have Ibiza, and Spain, and Paris and Amsterdam and Dublin and London in 2007. I have the comfort that I'm in charge of my own destiny. I'll get there.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Tana Ramsay's Fish Chowder
You'll find her recipe in the link but here is my adaptation (serves 2-3):
3 medium potatoes, diced into bite size pieces
1 leek, sliced
6 rashers of good bacon, sliced into thin strips (I used AC Butchery and it was divine)
500mL chicken stock (I tried one of those premium chicken stocks in the fridge section, it was expensive but excellent quality)
2 fillets of your favourite, firm fish, cut into bite size pieces (I used snapper and monkish)
Handful of frozen peas
A generous pour of double cream
Boil the potatoes until a little underdone (seriously, this is important. Because they are such small pieces they only take a few minutes. I forgot and the potatoes were soft in the soup, which you may like). Drain, return the pot to the heat and add some olive oil. Add the bacon and cook until slightly crispy. Add the leeks and cook gently until they turn soft. Add the stock and potatoes, bring to the boil, then reduce the heat and simmer for 10 minutes. Then add the fish and peas and simmer for another 10 minutes, or until the fish is cooked. Stir in the cream and bring to the simmer, then turn the heat off. Season, and stir through a handful of chopped parsley. Serve with crusty sourdough.
Note: A nice alternative is to add smoked fish along with fresh fish, or a few scallops or prawns.
Camera Phone Photos
Monday, December 04, 2006
Sagittarius (Nov. 22-Dec. 21)
However. What fun is it to not even dream up ideal gifts?
+ Baby Foot. I don't know what it's called in English but it has always been a dream to own one. And a proper chrome showpiece, not a plastic 30 games in 1 deal. Of course it would have to wait till I get the villa in St Trop, as I would have to sleep on it for it to fit in my place.
From Conran Shop, £2,953. Or just anything from Conran.
+ The white Vespa on the Style.com gift guide. And I thought red was the only way to go. Pure bellisima.
+ A gift voucher for Dedece +, so I can buy things like the Ego Dipcup.
+ A gift voucher for Adultshop. Porn and new toys don't grow on trees.
+ Tiffany's Double Ovals necklace from the current campaign, $US395.
I might come up with a gift guide as last year's had a good response but in the meantime if you do buy Christmas cards make sure they are charity cards; locals can find all the charity cards here - this year mine are coming from the RSCPA.
Then went to see Borat with I - laughed from beginning to end. High five! To wrap up a drink with the lovely R, a really good guy.
Friday, December 01, 2006
Queen Of Contradictions
...and yet I hate that my birthday is next week, and there's no one to kiss my forehead in the morning, take me to a romantic dinner (what the fuck is that anyway?) and make me faint with amazing sex afterwards.
I love love love that I'll be with my friends instead, and hate that part of me wishes it was the above scenario.
A few weeks ago, I stumbled upon a scene from one of my favourite movies, Husbands and Wives, where Sydney Pollack and Judy Davis say that it's getting through the difficult times that make or break a relationship, that anyone can have a good time. (Hours later I stumbled upon the exact same scene on the repeat, definitely telling me something). It's so true. Who cares about the birthday kiss-dinner-shag? Will they bring me a sandwich when I'm at the hospital at midnight? This is what matters, and yet here we are worrying about the petty. It's all bullshit.
Why I Love Tony # 298347680693
The foie gras debate.