The note I woke up to.

Baby...

I made breakfast for us. You can obviously eat it way before I do..

I love you so much. It took me until 4:30am but it was totally worth it. Smells so yummy, I just wanna eat it now... sorry I used your Zucchini.

Hope we get to do NOTHING... or at least whatever we want to do today.

I'm so in love with you... lord knows why...

...you keep crashing your car... you don't do anal... you insist on keeping that fucking dresser thing... oh the list could go on... but it won't... because right now...

... I think you rock.

Stormy outside, rad inside.

Totally rad. I just arrived home from Jess' birthday dinner at the Cinnamon Club. I was stoked just to be invited. It turned out to be a lovely night - those girls are all so friendly. I dropped them in The Bridge so they could par-tay on and I've just arrived home and slipped into my PApjs.

It has been a whopper of a week. I've been out for dinner and shenanigans ev-ree night and I'm totally shagged. I originally thought I'd have a night or two off this week (watching the dashing Mark Harmon fight crime in NCIS), but it just so happened that people (Kestin) called me and wanted to hang out. And they were offers I couldn't refuse. So here I am: knackered after a full week of socialising, but on the whole I think I'm feeling less flat than last week. I'm coming good.

Last night we went to see Kieran, Sharn and Jase play as the Rough Housers at Deville's Pad. It was K-I-L-L-E-R. The boyz rocked super hard and Court and I danced all night. I really hope it becomes a regular gig because then I can go and shake my sweet thang there every week. Ooh, so funky mama.

Tomorrow is strictly a stay-at-home day. I have to cook up some beautiful fresh vegetables and do some washing. But if someone calls up to chill, what's a girl to do? It's funny, because I LOVE spending time on my own. I break out into a sweat at the thought of having to socialise with someone I'm not extremely close with. The social thing doesn't come naturally to me and I find it really difficult. But I've enjoyed it so much this week. I think everyone has lifted me from my funk.

Tuesday terrific

I'm feeling a bit flat lately. I'm not sure what it is really. Am I in need of holidays? The golden two weeks off are less than three weeks away. Is it work? Is it people? Is it me? I don't know. I know that certain people tend to piss me off. I also know that I love most of the people I'm working with. I'm not feeling Passiona about the work itself at the moment, but that could just be a phase.

I had the best sleep airrrr-verrrrr last night. My alarm went off and I had know idea what it was. It took me a couple of beeps to turn it off. Usually I'm on top of that thing the second it ticks over.

Nerdy nerd nerd and the past three weeks.

I've become a bit of a nerd. Is this blog nerdy? Maybe not, because I talk about shopping and shopping is cool. But now I'm also tweeting (?) on Twitter and I have a new iPhone. Oh, when will it ever end?

I'm not ashamed though - the iPhone is totally rad. My old phone was a piece o' shiz, really annoying. Now I'm all sleek and business-like with an iPhone. I just need a sleek, glamorous job to go with it. I'll say it here, for the record, I won't be calling it my 'iPhone' from now on. For now it has become my 'mobile', my 'phone', my 'cell' (if I'm trying to be American - which I may not, because my accent licks balls).

The past few weeks have been strange ones. Court's been doing his nut with the new album - working super hard. It sounds wonderful and I can't wait for it to be in cd cases on shelves. Or flying off the shelves...! Ahh, see what I did there? I'm so witty. Anyhoo, I didn't really hear anything between demo phase and everything being mixed, so I was absolutely blown away with how it all ended up. I've had the same favourite song on that record for yonks and it's still my favourite, but I'm fast falling in love with the others. Especially Salvation Jane ---- killer. Court got Bleu over here to mix it all and I think that was the most intense bit ever. I can't imagine sitting in a room for up to 14 hours a day, having someone scrutinise every tiny thing you've recorded. AND all of it is from your head/heart/stomach/whatever. I think I would have lost all my hair.

So, Bleu worked super freaking hard for a couple of weeks and probably missed home more than ever. Then he left and my sis came to stay for a few days and now we're back to normal. I think. It's all feeling a little weird right now. But it's the weekend, I have some cooking to do for lunches next week and I have some fresh organic ve-G-tables waiting in the fridge. Things are looking grand. Just like this photo of our weekend in York... yeah, I didn't know how I was going to tie that in either.

Shopping.

My sister has come to stay. She lives a three hour drive away and she's made the trek to visit us for a few days. Nice.

I always love it when she stays with us, although it does make me want to take the week off work and lounge in my pajamas watching John Hughes films with her. The best I can do is rush home at 4 o'clock.

Yesterday afternoon we went shopping in town. I hadn't been in there for a while so we spent a fair bit of time exploring new shops. Neither of us had been into Tiffany & Co, even though it's been there for a year or so. That place is lovely. I love purchasing things, but I also really enjoy looking at pretty things and dreaming that I can take one of everything home, "just put it on my credit card".

I was super happy to find that Mimco has opened a city store. I could live in there. Actually, if I had a dressing room I would like it to be a cross between Mimco and Wheels and Dollbaby. Ooh, and also with a massive wall of shoes! I would while away the hours dressing up in my finery and probably never leave the house.

It was one of those shopping trips where I saw absolutely every material thing I could ever want in my life. It was also one of those days where I had absolutely no money to spend on beautiful things. I have bittersweet feelings! Maybe I should take a notebook next time and write down everything I see? I ended up with a dress from Cue that was on sale. Kate bought it for me and I'll pay her back later.

Kate made dinner when we got home. She's a super lovely sister to have.

Hmmmm.... first one.

Well... I guess this is just a bit of a test blog to see how it goes...

It's a beautifully sunny Sunday - as they seem to be lately - and I've just been pottering around. Watching tv, weeding the vegetable garden, watering both gardens, wondering what to do today. The day is already half over. I'm still in my pajamas.

I've been thinking about blogging for ages. I like the idea of keeping a diary of sorts online. But I do wonder who will read it. Obviously friends and family if I tell them about it. Who else? It doesn't really matter too much, I guess. I mean, I don't want to get all bitchy and preachy about people and things. It's more where I can put my thoughts for the day. And maybe I could ask questions and if anyone actually reads it and has a handy hint, they can reply.

I'll see how it goes....