Stuffed

Watching me as I eat my granola and yogurt. Am I the only one who thinks this is an odd thing to keep on the dining room table?



"Go on, human. Enjoy your cereal while you still can. Don't mind me, I'm only STUFFED. But sleep with one eye open, for soon, I will have my revenge..."

Swept away

I was obsessed with Australia when I was 12 years old, but for the life of me, I can't remember why. All I remember from that obsession is an image of Uluru (aka Ayers Rock). Then I forgot about Australia and lost interest. No mention of the country could rouse my interest particularly. Even images of Uluru just looked like bits of Arizona or Utah to me. Dry, barren, unwelcoming. I knew Sydney was different, and maybe I'd like to see it someday, but there was a long list of places I wanted to see first.

Picture snagged from this website.

Then I moved to the UK, and stayed in youth hostels for two weeks, surrounded by London Aussies. This was enough to convince me that I needn't ever give Australia another thought and I should certainly never consider moving there! They were unfriendly and self-centered, and they partied constantly, usually only at bars full of other Aussies (I still to this day have never set foot in a Walkabout, and I wouldn't mind dying without ever doing so).

So I was caught more than a little off guard when the boy chatting me up in a pub in Edinburgh had an Australian accent. But, but, but, he seems nice! Aussies aren't nice...I thought to myself. And now, nearly a year later, I'm completely carried away with the idea of living in that strange, isolated land. It's not a question of "if." It's a question of how long it will take me to raise the necessary money to get there, because I must go AS SOON AS POSSIBLE! I'm loving being with my family and friends, but FORGET YOU ALL, I WANT SUN! AND A POOL! AND MY HANDSOME MAN!

Picture from Handsome's latest surfing trip

And the more I read about Adelaide, the more enamored with it I become. I know this is dangerous. I've never been there. I may hate it the moment I set foot there, and want to turn around and come rushing home to the gray, wet safety blanket of rain clouds that covers Seattle most of the year. I highly doubt I will, though. And Adelaide sounds like it embodies all the wonderful things about Seattle, but with a Mediterranean climate. Did you catch that? A Mediterranean climate!!

Picture from Handsome, of the Adelaide Hills wine region

No one can deter me now. I'm sold. I've been carried away by whimsy and I didn't even put up a struggle. Bring on the lifetime supply of sunscreen! Bring on Anzac biscuits and Lamingtons (they sound "interesting" at best)! Bring on old-fashioned trams that take you to the beach! Bring on--

What? What's that you say? I need a visa to get there? I need $5000 and proof of health insurance coverage? Right, best start working my ass off.

New shoes!

I bought two new pairs of shoes with a gift certificate that Ross and Sandra gave me. I'm super excited about them. One pair arrived today and I'm already madly in love with them. They'll come in super handy for my new retail job!



Oh, Hush Puppies! Why can't all manufacturers make shoes as comfortable as yours?

Six Months

I can't believe it's already been six months since I started dating my favorite Aussie. To be fair, the last two months of that have been spent on opposite sides of the world, but still. Tempus fugit! (I still also can't believe I'm dating an Australian. Go figure!)

He sent me red roses. He's just the sweetest! I'm such a crappy girlfriend in comparison. I never do anything thoughtful for him but he's always spoiling me. I'm one lucky girl.

Isn't he so handsome?!!

Thanks for making me feel like a queen, Handsome. These past six months have been better than I ever dreamed, and I'm looking forward to at least another good six months ;-)