mmm real food

polaroid from holiday in Jan - just cos.

Well, i'm not better. Last night I was treated to a roast with all the trimmings at my parents' house, and that perked me up a bit. But the cold has dug in its heels.

Which means that i have no energy to look after myself. For example, lunch yesterday was my dark chocolate Lindt bunny. The crap thing is, i don't think i could even taste it properly, and now there are no more lindt bunnies for me. Sucky.

there once was a bunny.

This morning i thought i'd kill two birds with one stone. Flag breakfast and make myself pancakes for brunch instead. Which was ok, until i finished washing the car and was absolutely starving but still had to make pancakes. Sucky again. 

Not so sucky is one of my friends has come back from her weekend away and has offered to make me dinner. Think i'll be taking her up on that.

In the meantime i'm trying to burn wedding photos to CD. It's taking freaking ages. 

bad grammar and chow

hahaha this has just cracked me up: 'Meanwhile, Amy is reportedly being pressurised by family and friends to end her six-month marriage to Blake.' From the stuff.co.nz website. That's pretty funny - pressurised? um, good England!

Am a bit distracted this morning, due to the festivities of last night. No hangover, but super duper tired. The boy and I dragged a bunch of friends to Chow for dinner and it was fabulous. The mint condition retro polaroid camera the boy got me as second birthday present was equally fabulous - i felt so spoilt. (photos tonight, fingers crossed!). It was great evening, hanging out in the booth, though i have to mention the service was seriously lacking. It's as if the staff have decided that chow is so cool they don't have to make an effort, or be nice. The problem is i love chow, so i'll probably still go back. hmmm.

The sky is falling!

We need to be happy whenever we can, because we don't know what's going to happen.

Still reading too many blogs. But i like that. I think it's super true. We're getting there tho, but we both need to accept that it's also ok to have times when we're not happy, and just lie in bed and soak it up, cos that always make you feel better. and then you go out and get (literally) back on your bike and realise that it's all pretty freaking awesome after all. Especially with a little help from fresh fruit and/or cake.

and making me happy? Teacups and Raggamuffin children, and smooth peanut butter on Vogel's Spelt and Flaxseed toast. And the boy's honesty.

Btw, the sky is falling as the weather is so lame and i haven't been able to ride my shiny new bike again. :(