baby, it's hot outside

I'm sitting in darkness at our dining room table, trying to escape the heat. But I can feel it pressing in against the windows and on our tin roof. It's 10 am and 32 degrees. This summer is going to burn.

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fairy bread and burger rings

Got thrown a party by a bunch of 10 and 11 year olds today. It was awesome. We ate fairy bread, homemade mint slice and popcorn. Then we all got a little hyperactive and ran around in circles. Then we tried to calm down. Then one kid stuck a Burger Ring up his nose. I think he might have eaten it afterwards. Then we went outside and rested. It was a good day.

two for a dollar

three things

I'm feeling a little under pressure at the moment and sometimes it seems like my mind is just set to spin cycle; churning the same old ideas around and around.

But the other day there were a few things that cheered me up immensely.

1. Walking with Lankwood down our street to pick up take-away Indian food, just as a cool change came through.
2. Seeing some kids dressed with white sheets over their heads, trick-or-treating for Halloween. The house they were leaving decorated with jack o' lanterns.
3. Watching a thunderstorm through our screen door and feeling the mist from the rain tickling the hairs on my arm.

wait a second ...

Why do I not own these things?


Insta-tough bronze glam leather jacket.


Hello cute red tie and grey suit.


Awesome vase/teapcup dress.

sydney, melbourne ... and a photo

Even though I won't admit it to any Melbournians (an old and loved chip on my shoulder), Melbourne is actually a very lovely city. So lovely that it semi-regularly entices my wonderful Sydney friends away from their blue harbour and one way streets for a visit. Coming from a town that by 5pm Friday is overrun by barely post-pubescent boys in grey suits, white loafers and faux-hawks, Melbourne's mysterious cobbled laneways and myriad of almost-secret bars is very appealing to Sydneysiders. (I know - it's why we moved here)

A sweet byproduct of this Melbourne pull is that they come and stay with us and for a few days I get to pretend that we are not 963 km* apart, but in fact close neighbours hanging out at each others places. Or at least our place. And so when this occurs I like to celebrate our neighbourly lounging with some pics. Like this one of Mala. Alas, my photography skills were not honed on the day and the dappled effect is more shadow than light. But the sun across her sleepy face makes me feel like this was just another lazy afternoon hanging out with friends, which is nice.

Also, the shoes and the broom match.

*I googled this fact.