Friday, April 14, 2006

Happy Bunny Day! My Husband Is Delusional! I Have Glasses!

Easter irritates me.
Generally I try and ignore it but with all the ads and the displays of eggs seemingly everywhere it becomes harder than not knowing who Britney Spears is.
I do not like Easter. I am not Christian so I do not celebrate the birth of DEATH OF Jesus, (damn. SEE!) I don't enjoy gorging myself on chocolate, and hell, I don't even want to celebrate my fertility! (or that of the earth).
So Easter's just a no-go for me.

My husband (to whom I have been married for THREE MONTHS today) is delusional.
Last night he was asking me about my work this morning, and decided he would walk with me on my way to work, then turn around and jog home. He insisted even after I told him that I was leaving at SIX-THIRTY in the morning. At six this morning (when he asked that I wake him) it was an entirely different story. Heh.
(he is going to walk home with me though.)

I walked to work today (ALONE) with a package clasped under my arm.
A USPS package dampened by dew because yesterday I thought it was just junkmail.
It was the glasses I ordered only a week ago so now I have sad little emo glasses to call my own.
Or to call Soho - even though I ordered Sonoma.
(they are actually the sonoma style so ...)
Poor emo glasses so identity confused!

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Reason number 738342 I love my family

(What? I've known them a lot longer than I've known Craig.)

While driving home from Coffee a cd is playing in the car.
I hear Queen Bitch by David Bowie, followed by The Ballad of John and Yoko by The Beatles and Girl From Mars by Ash ...
Sarah : Is this my Wedding playlist?
Mummy-dear : Yes! We play it all the time and we sing along to the ...
Jayne : The Key Song
Sarah : oh! Rollerskates. Cool.

Monday, April 10, 2006

What? I'm a grown up.

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There was widespread flooding in Lower Hutt on Saturday night.
Coming home from work at 11pm, the taxi driver swerved to avoid a puddle (lake!) that took up the entire left hand side of the road.
So as soon as I got home I did what any sane person would do ... I put on my hooded jacket, grabbed my keys and camera, and ran through the lake in my canvas converse.

I dripped back home, euphoric.