Hi honey I'm home.
I'm finally home. Yay! Got home on Friday afternoon. I slept in again (after only 3 hours sleep) and had to have another mad dash to the airport. But I didn't get a speeding ticket this time.
There is nothing like having a crap in your own toilet. I'm sorry I tell you this so bluntly, but there is just nothing like it. Hmmnn.........
I messaged all my mates on the hour long taxi ride home. By the time I walked thru my front door, my social life for the next two weeks was pretty much planned. I found a nice surprise in my carport. My good friend Jen had delivered a gorgeous bunch of flowers (it was my birthday while I was away) that her and a couple of mates went in on. It was one of those bunches that also had chocolates on sticks stuck in. ( If that makes sense.) Tell you what, there's nothing like it. Those chockies were gone in about half and hour. Yum! Thankyou so much guys, the flowers really brightened up my day, and it was totally unexpected.
After the chockie binge I had a little nap on the couch. I had a dance class at 6pm in the city, and I was still only surviving on 3 hours sleep. Another good friend gave me some more loot at dance. I call it my little bag of jewels. Totally unexpected but thoroughly loved. Thanks Jack, love your work!
After dance it was Hungry Jacks time. ( Mental note - hungry jacks after two and a bit weeks of plain camp food doesn't go down that well. But you won't realise this until about 3 hours later!) Then it was a late pickup for my baby Trippi, then home to watch the late night movie, huddled under about 4 blankets on the couch. God it's cold. I'm used to 25° days. I was cold to my core. That usually doesn't happen to me - all the extra layers you see.
Saturday
Up relatively early. Up to the shops to get some ingredients for a yummy recipe I got from the cook at work.
Cooked it up (Penne pasta with cream and avacado chicken) to take for a picnic lunch with my friend Tina while we watched her other half play baseball. Took a really nice bottle of muscat too! Trippi came too, needless to say, I had a rather relaxing afternoon.
Home by five to pick up my best mate in the whole wide world, Nic. Then out to the Bombay Bicycle Club for dinner. What a fabulous place. If you live in Adelaide, try it out. They have animal sounds in the toilet. You find yourself saying, "oh, was that an elepant, lion, tiger etc..." Nice One. From there it was on to Spats, a gorgeous little coffee shop that we found years ago, before it was popular. These days you find yourself waiting 20 minutes for a table, although it is totally worth the wait!
Am home now, it's a little late (just gone 2am), and I gotta go to a rehearsal for my show tomorrow at 10am.
Gotta go sleep now.
Night night.
Ps, my tummy is too full!
There is nothing like having a crap in your own toilet. I'm sorry I tell you this so bluntly, but there is just nothing like it. Hmmnn.........
I messaged all my mates on the hour long taxi ride home. By the time I walked thru my front door, my social life for the next two weeks was pretty much planned. I found a nice surprise in my carport. My good friend Jen had delivered a gorgeous bunch of flowers (it was my birthday while I was away) that her and a couple of mates went in on. It was one of those bunches that also had chocolates on sticks stuck in. ( If that makes sense.) Tell you what, there's nothing like it. Those chockies were gone in about half and hour. Yum! Thankyou so much guys, the flowers really brightened up my day, and it was totally unexpected.
After the chockie binge I had a little nap on the couch. I had a dance class at 6pm in the city, and I was still only surviving on 3 hours sleep. Another good friend gave me some more loot at dance. I call it my little bag of jewels. Totally unexpected but thoroughly loved. Thanks Jack, love your work!
After dance it was Hungry Jacks time. ( Mental note - hungry jacks after two and a bit weeks of plain camp food doesn't go down that well. But you won't realise this until about 3 hours later!) Then it was a late pickup for my baby Trippi, then home to watch the late night movie, huddled under about 4 blankets on the couch. God it's cold. I'm used to 25° days. I was cold to my core. That usually doesn't happen to me - all the extra layers you see.
Saturday
Up relatively early. Up to the shops to get some ingredients for a yummy recipe I got from the cook at work.
Cooked it up (Penne pasta with cream and avacado chicken) to take for a picnic lunch with my friend Tina while we watched her other half play baseball. Took a really nice bottle of muscat too! Trippi came too, needless to say, I had a rather relaxing afternoon.
Home by five to pick up my best mate in the whole wide world, Nic. Then out to the Bombay Bicycle Club for dinner. What a fabulous place. If you live in Adelaide, try it out. They have animal sounds in the toilet. You find yourself saying, "oh, was that an elepant, lion, tiger etc..." Nice One. From there it was on to Spats, a gorgeous little coffee shop that we found years ago, before it was popular. These days you find yourself waiting 20 minutes for a table, although it is totally worth the wait!
Am home now, it's a little late (just gone 2am), and I gotta go to a rehearsal for my show tomorrow at 10am.
Gotta go sleep now.
Night night.
Ps, my tummy is too full!
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