I want to own my own shop. I will sell secondhand things. Clothes, books, household items and maybe I'll make my own cards and sell them too.
There'll be a little garden out the back with a table and chairs where I can eat my lunch. My friends and family can drop by for a cup of tea and we'll chat while customers are browsing.
I'll have complimentary tea and Court's choc chip cookies for weary shoppers, which they can enjoy in the garden. In the summertime I will serve iced tea.
I'll play whatever music I like inside and I'll wear whatever I feel like wearing. I might have themed dress up days to make it more interesting.
My wares won't be overpriced. People will look at the prices and say, "Goodness me! Buying secondhand is a great thing!".
I'll need a good name and location for my shop. Maybe I'll call it 'Hot Tamale', after my favourite nail polish. And location? I'm not sure yet. Somewhere nice, but not too bustling.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
I can't find no photos, y'all.
The time between these posts is going to keep lengthening, I'm thinking. But I guess if I write whenever I feel like it, then that's enough. I've just made a fresh coffee and it's 8.20 on a grey Sunday morn.....I'm ready to get my typing fingers on.
It's been a busy few weeks. That's kind of a dumb way to start, because when is it not busy? Anyway, the end of term at the end of this week will bring two glorious weeks of sleeping in and pottering around the garden. We're hoping to head down to Yalls for a few days in the first week. The second week will be hanging at home with family and friends before I head off to sunny Broome for ten weeks.
Yes.........back to Broome. Things I'm looking forward to: the weather, seeing my friends up there, the job and saving money. Things I'm a whole lot less keen on: spending 10 weeks away from Court, missing his 30th, missing my Perth buddies and missing my favourite ladies at Shents.
So it's gonna be interesting. It always takes me a week or two to settle back into living alone. I have grand plans for becoming very well read and saving lots of money in term 4. We'll see how that pans out. The money thing worries me, because Christmas is always a blow-out. It doesn't matter how good my intentions are - I always seem to spend too much. I would love to have Christmas as an intangible-gift-giving day. Give laughter, hope, love and if you have to give something more tangible, then maybe a home-cooked meal or a bottle of your favourite wine to share. That would be my ideal Christmas. Ten year old me would fucking hate the idea.....
And now for something completely different: I can't wait for the Beyonce concert this week. I can finally let my inner black run free with lots of, "girl", "mm-hmm", "oh nigga please" and "true dat". I might also throw in a "no shame" or two to give it more of an Australian feel. I'm going with Kate and Kes and we've got a strict hoochie mama dress code. At the very least, bling must be present. I love the idea of cocktails and food pre-show, but money is tight so it might have to be a beer and Vegemite sandwich before we leave home.
I was going to end this post with a nice photo, but I can't find any. So this is my super smooth sign off.
It's been a busy few weeks. That's kind of a dumb way to start, because when is it not busy? Anyway, the end of term at the end of this week will bring two glorious weeks of sleeping in and pottering around the garden. We're hoping to head down to Yalls for a few days in the first week. The second week will be hanging at home with family and friends before I head off to sunny Broome for ten weeks.
Yes.........back to Broome. Things I'm looking forward to: the weather, seeing my friends up there, the job and saving money. Things I'm a whole lot less keen on: spending 10 weeks away from Court, missing his 30th, missing my Perth buddies and missing my favourite ladies at Shents.
So it's gonna be interesting. It always takes me a week or two to settle back into living alone. I have grand plans for becoming very well read and saving lots of money in term 4. We'll see how that pans out. The money thing worries me, because Christmas is always a blow-out. It doesn't matter how good my intentions are - I always seem to spend too much. I would love to have Christmas as an intangible-gift-giving day. Give laughter, hope, love and if you have to give something more tangible, then maybe a home-cooked meal or a bottle of your favourite wine to share. That would be my ideal Christmas. Ten year old me would fucking hate the idea.....
And now for something completely different: I can't wait for the Beyonce concert this week. I can finally let my inner black run free with lots of, "girl", "mm-hmm", "oh nigga please" and "true dat". I might also throw in a "no shame" or two to give it more of an Australian feel. I'm going with Kate and Kes and we've got a strict hoochie mama dress code. At the very least, bling must be present. I love the idea of cocktails and food pre-show, but money is tight so it might have to be a beer and Vegemite sandwich before we leave home.
I was going to end this post with a nice photo, but I can't find any. So this is my super smooth sign off.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Lady looks like a dude.
I look like a dude this morning. My fringe is pushed back and it gives me a harsh mullet look. Lucky Court is still asleep or I think he would be grabbing the divorce papers out of his bag and smoothing the crinkles out. The only time he would accept me in dude-like form is if I looked like Paul McCartney or Gavin Miller. I look like neither of these fine gentlemen today.
I'm not too fussed. I plan on spending the day in the garden, pulling out monster weeds. I don't need to look pretty for that. I'm saving my pretty up for Pauley and Zabrina's wedding tomorrow. I love weddings - not just for the food and drink, although that does get me quite excited. I love how everyone is so happy and how proud the parents of the couple are. I love sharing in what will probably be in the top ten best days ever had by the couple.
I'm such a girl. Although I don't look like one right now.
I'm not too fussed. I plan on spending the day in the garden, pulling out monster weeds. I don't need to look pretty for that. I'm saving my pretty up for Pauley and Zabrina's wedding tomorrow. I love weddings - not just for the food and drink, although that does get me quite excited. I love how everyone is so happy and how proud the parents of the couple are. I love sharing in what will probably be in the top ten best days ever had by the couple.
I'm such a girl. Although I don't look like one right now.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Things that happened this week.
It's been a while (Chad Kroeger style) since I blogged. I lose track of time and then I'll wake up one sunny Saturday morn and decide it's a good time to do it because the house is still asleep. By the way, 'the house' isn't a nickname for Court - I just mean that all is quiet.
Here's what happened this week:
1. Bleu's 'A Watched Pot' FINALLY arrived. Well, it arrived last week, but I had a good long listen to it on my travels to and from work this week. Hoo boy. It's a keeper. I love it more every time I listen to it. The attention to detail really is incredible and I keep hearing new bits.
2. My new positive zen-like hippy attitude FINALLY arrived. I've been telling myself in the car each morning that I will spread the love, be the love, receive the love and be positive to everyone I see. It's sort of working. Maybe I shouldn't say 'receive the love' though, because it sounds pretty gay.
3. My MJ t-shirt FINALLY arrived. It's every bit as beautiful as I imagined.....and also too big. So I gave it to Kes and it fits her perfectly. See? Spreading the love already. I ordered a new MJ t-shirt from Threadless, where I know what size I am.
4. Court gave me two (2!) Aerosmith t-shirts in return for me promising to clean up my side of the bedroom this weekend. It's too hard to resist a bribe of that stature, so I'll be Sadie-ing up my side today and tomorrow.
5. Herbie the tigerkittenkat passed away. Very sad.
6. John Hughes the super writer/director of my favourite films in high school - even though I wasn't in high school in the 80s - passed away. I still wish 'Ferris Bueller's Day Off' was real life and I lived there.
7. Court and I went to The George last night and bumped into Pauly. Or is it Pauley? I don't know how to spell it. I could just say Paul, but it sounds too formal and I'm saving that for his wedding day on the 30th. It was great to see him and catch up on what's happening. He is the loveliest person and I'm excited that I get to see him and Zabrina get hitched.
8. I bought tickets to Gomez. It'll be at the Fly By Night (one of my favourite venues - everyone is so friendly there) and we're going with Kieran and Jill.
And that concludes my week o' thingz.
Here's what happened this week:
1. Bleu's 'A Watched Pot' FINALLY arrived. Well, it arrived last week, but I had a good long listen to it on my travels to and from work this week. Hoo boy. It's a keeper. I love it more every time I listen to it. The attention to detail really is incredible and I keep hearing new bits.
2. My new positive zen-like hippy attitude FINALLY arrived. I've been telling myself in the car each morning that I will spread the love, be the love, receive the love and be positive to everyone I see. It's sort of working. Maybe I shouldn't say 'receive the love' though, because it sounds pretty gay.
3. My MJ t-shirt FINALLY arrived. It's every bit as beautiful as I imagined.....and also too big. So I gave it to Kes and it fits her perfectly. See? Spreading the love already. I ordered a new MJ t-shirt from Threadless, where I know what size I am.
4. Court gave me two (2!) Aerosmith t-shirts in return for me promising to clean up my side of the bedroom this weekend. It's too hard to resist a bribe of that stature, so I'll be Sadie-ing up my side today and tomorrow.
5. Herbie the tigerkittenkat passed away. Very sad.
6. John Hughes the super writer/director of my favourite films in high school - even though I wasn't in high school in the 80s - passed away. I still wish 'Ferris Bueller's Day Off' was real life and I lived there.
7. Court and I went to The George last night and bumped into Pauly. Or is it Pauley? I don't know how to spell it. I could just say Paul, but it sounds too formal and I'm saving that for his wedding day on the 30th. It was great to see him and catch up on what's happening. He is the loveliest person and I'm excited that I get to see him and Zabrina get hitched.
8. I bought tickets to Gomez. It'll be at the Fly By Night (one of my favourite venues - everyone is so friendly there) and we're going with Kieran and Jill.
And that concludes my week o' thingz.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
14 degrees tomorrow - fo' shiz y'all?!
Last day of holidayzzzz. It's been a meandering one. Lunch at pub. Washing in machine now. I should tidy up my side of the bedroom a bit, decide what I'm going to wear tomorrow....
I'm looking forward to seeing the girls from work again. I've missed Kelsey while she's been in Syd-oh-ney and I always like to see Jacq. I thought I would be a bit more eager for term 3, but I'm not. What is with this funk?
I've found something that may or may not help me save money. Websites with beautiful shoes, bags and jewellery. I like looking at things I would like to buy, but am not allowed to. I'll see how it works out for me in the long one. It might just make me a cranky old maid.
Along with the abstaining from spending, I have created my own alcohol ban. I was particularly pickled on Friday night, which led to a tender Saturday on the couch in front of the telly. It was a waste of a day and my body was really unhappy with me. It made me think about what I should be fuelling myself with and what I react well to. I think my body and I may have become friends again, but only because I've promised to start putting stuff in that it likes. I think my body prefers fresh fruit and veg, the odd bit of seafood and a whole lot less red meat. This is not to say I'm going to become a strict vegaquarian-and-soft-drinks girl, but it is high time I grew up and started eating freshness that doesn't bloat me or make me feel gross.
There's going to be an early night for me, so I don't fall asleep during very important professional development seminars tomorrow. I'm not being sarcastic - they're quite important and I always seem to get super sleepy and HUNGRY during them. I usually take food in with me to quell the loud stomach monster that comes alive two hours after I've had breakfast. I generally like PD days if it's an interesting PD. Especially because I don't have to wear freaking black. It's the one work day I get to wear jeans and a rock t-shirt.
Actually, jeans and a rock t-shirt make any day good. I wish I could change our uniform to that. Christmas bonuses to people with really rad shirts. Like Aerosmith. Ooh, I want an Aerosmith t-shirt now.
I'm looking forward to seeing the girls from work again. I've missed Kelsey while she's been in Syd-oh-ney and I always like to see Jacq. I thought I would be a bit more eager for term 3, but I'm not. What is with this funk?
I've found something that may or may not help me save money. Websites with beautiful shoes, bags and jewellery. I like looking at things I would like to buy, but am not allowed to. I'll see how it works out for me in the long one. It might just make me a cranky old maid.
Along with the abstaining from spending, I have created my own alcohol ban. I was particularly pickled on Friday night, which led to a tender Saturday on the couch in front of the telly. It was a waste of a day and my body was really unhappy with me. It made me think about what I should be fuelling myself with and what I react well to. I think my body and I may have become friends again, but only because I've promised to start putting stuff in that it likes. I think my body prefers fresh fruit and veg, the odd bit of seafood and a whole lot less red meat. This is not to say I'm going to become a strict vegaquarian-and-soft-drinks girl, but it is high time I grew up and started eating freshness that doesn't bloat me or make me feel gross.
There's going to be an early night for me, so I don't fall asleep during very important professional development seminars tomorrow. I'm not being sarcastic - they're quite important and I always seem to get super sleepy and HUNGRY during them. I usually take food in with me to quell the loud stomach monster that comes alive two hours after I've had breakfast. I generally like PD days if it's an interesting PD. Especially because I don't have to wear freaking black. It's the one work day I get to wear jeans and a rock t-shirt.
Actually, jeans and a rock t-shirt make any day good. I wish I could change our uniform to that. Christmas bonuses to people with really rad shirts. Like Aerosmith. Ooh, I want an Aerosmith t-shirt now.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Wednesday morning, not 3am.
I only have a few days of holidays left. It has gone so super fast.... crazy. Most days have been spent lazing about. I haven't felt particularly proud of this and when I pointed it out to Court, he said that it's the only time I get to do it so I should enjoy it. I guess that's true, but I did have high hopes for fun projects these holidays and I haven't done anything.
Also, I'm trying really hard to save money and being the insane spender that I am, I'm terrified to leave the house and go anywhere near some shops in case my hand hijacks my purse and empties its contents. I didn't even window shop for shoes yesterday at Karrinyup because I was worried I would see a pair I love. I'm sure saving money must be like eating healthy food or going to the gym: once you get into the routine, it's easy. I hope it's like that, or else this whole saving exercise is going to be a drag...
Speaking of saving and spending, I've been thinking about getting a new tattoo. I'm just quietly mulling it over for a while to see if it's a phase, because I've been fairly unsettled with work and whatnot lately and it could just be a seachange frame-o-mind I'm in. I've been pondering it for about four or five weeks now and I'll leave it for a few more months before I see where my head's at..... and I'm saving anyway, so I shouldn't be spending on non-essentials. It could just be an indication of my brain at the moment, but where most people tend to think of tattooing as something that is permanent and therefore you should think about how you're going to look as an old codger with a barbed wire armband etc, I think more along the lines of life not being as long and tedious as we may think so you should go out and experience things and worry about more important issues than your wrinkly, old tattooed bits....
Is it just me being a fucking hippy or is that an okay way of thinking?
Other things: my little sis got into nursing at uni. Go Miss Kate! I'm really happy for her and for the nursing profession, because I don't know anyone better suited to being a nurse. She's the most caring, thoughtful person I know. Actually, she's on par with my husband. But he gets erked by blood and stuff, so she will definitely be a better nurse.
And while I'm on the topic of my sister, I might just briefly mention my trip down south last week. I went for a few nights to say hi to ma and pa and Kate. On the last night, Kate had her usual Tuesday night dinner at a friend's place and she took me along. They wined me and dined me and were so welcoming, even though Heather had flown from Darwin to Perth and driven from Perth to Dunsborough that day AND with her baby too. She's lucky to have such wonderful mates and I was lucky to experience their loveliness.
Jobs for today: shower, washing, make a roast pumpkin salad for dinner tonight. It's going to be a grand day because this list is easy and the weather is wonderful.
Also, I'm trying really hard to save money and being the insane spender that I am, I'm terrified to leave the house and go anywhere near some shops in case my hand hijacks my purse and empties its contents. I didn't even window shop for shoes yesterday at Karrinyup because I was worried I would see a pair I love. I'm sure saving money must be like eating healthy food or going to the gym: once you get into the routine, it's easy. I hope it's like that, or else this whole saving exercise is going to be a drag...
Speaking of saving and spending, I've been thinking about getting a new tattoo. I'm just quietly mulling it over for a while to see if it's a phase, because I've been fairly unsettled with work and whatnot lately and it could just be a seachange frame-o-mind I'm in. I've been pondering it for about four or five weeks now and I'll leave it for a few more months before I see where my head's at..... and I'm saving anyway, so I shouldn't be spending on non-essentials. It could just be an indication of my brain at the moment, but where most people tend to think of tattooing as something that is permanent and therefore you should think about how you're going to look as an old codger with a barbed wire armband etc, I think more along the lines of life not being as long and tedious as we may think so you should go out and experience things and worry about more important issues than your wrinkly, old tattooed bits....
Is it just me being a fucking hippy or is that an okay way of thinking?
Other things: my little sis got into nursing at uni. Go Miss Kate! I'm really happy for her and for the nursing profession, because I don't know anyone better suited to being a nurse. She's the most caring, thoughtful person I know. Actually, she's on par with my husband. But he gets erked by blood and stuff, so she will definitely be a better nurse.
And while I'm on the topic of my sister, I might just briefly mention my trip down south last week. I went for a few nights to say hi to ma and pa and Kate. On the last night, Kate had her usual Tuesday night dinner at a friend's place and she took me along. They wined me and dined me and were so welcoming, even though Heather had flown from Darwin to Perth and driven from Perth to Dunsborough that day AND with her baby too. She's lucky to have such wonderful mates and I was lucky to experience their loveliness.
Jobs for today: shower, washing, make a roast pumpkin salad for dinner tonight. It's going to be a grand day because this list is easy and the weather is wonderful.
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