Thursday, March 05, 2009

Oh Darling Hearts

Free Time!

Why oh why oh why is it that even post-play all my time seems to be already accounted for?
I am trying to catch up with friends and work and family and Craig and google reader and and and it's all too much.

Sincerest apologies, dear internet, I will try harder.

heart sarah-rose

p.s. I have an entry planned that involves beards*! Be excited**!

* as in facial hair not fake husbands/wives
** don't be.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

In all the Tattoo excitement ...

From the Archives

Ireland, October 2007

Juke Box
The Jukebox at Eddie Rocket's, where I had lunch on my no-good very-bad 24th birthday

St Stephen's Green pond
Ducks on the pond in St Stephen's Green

Dublin was lovely.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009


It only took 48 days but Craig and I finally bought each other anniversary presents.

Our matching tattoos!

The Crown of King George the Fifth, from the near-ubiquitous poster:

??? by Olly Moss
(by Olly Moss)

Uhh ... not exactly. This one:


We decided on the crown because ... well. Let's put it in a list!
1. We wanted to get matching tattoos
2. I think that getting names or dates or faces or anything obvious tattooed in regards to a relationship could (and in my case probably would) jinx it
3. We wanted something related to London or England, because of the time we've spent there together.
4. We liked the crown!
5. Keep calm and carry on is a good thing to keep in mind when dealing with the British Immigration Association. And life in general.

Nervous Cricket Face

I woke up making my nervous cricket face.
It was my second tattoo and yet, the face, the face! Good Lord.**

Black Power? No, just the last look at my bare forearmA last look at his bare forearm
the last look at our bare forearms***.

Done!! Adoration Abounds

My big bad husband is scared of my camera. So the first photo of my tattoo is this one.
All done.

Getting a V while they set up for Craig's tattoo

We sat by the most pathetic park in Wellington (well, almost) and I drank a V (and was not crotchety, I swear!) while we waited for Michelle to set up for Craig's tattoo.

And then ...

Getting started on Craig's first tattoo

I like that Craig wore his fake tattoo t-shirt to get his first real tattoo.

First line!

Waiting around.

Craig getting tattooed

(Michelle from

Colourful inks

Looking calm while getting tattooed

Don't let his bravado fool you. He cried like a little girl.

Michelle & Craig's Tattoo

Okay, okay, he didn't cry or flinch or anything.
But I did well too! I was actually able to maintain steady conversation while getting tattoo-ed and I could even bare to watch it. I did need Craig to squeeze my free hand however but still! I did very well! Exclamation!

Craig post-tattoo

Craig's Crown

Checking out my tattoo

(I made that cowl/scarf I'm wearing)

Sarah-Rose post-tattoo

Why I chose the crown?
C! Cupcake, Crown, Craig!

My tattooos

Uhh ... they are even. I swear. My elbows aren't lined up properly.

Jesus pose? No, just showing both my tattoos

Cupcake by Everyday is a Holiday
(by Everyday is a Holiday)

Adoration Abounds

My tattoo - close up

* The poster was created by someone in the Home Office in 1939 and was to be posted around London during the war. It wasn't. But it was found years later and well, then the internet happened.
** Aly impression!
*** I regret looking like a black power member.

Monday, March 02, 2009

She's Aliiiiive!

Manson Cat

This is Tiffany, aka MansonCat, the kitten (as Cat) who invaded my dreams with images of pale, pale, washed out eyes.

Marilyn Manson eyes!

Shortly after this post and weeks after Tiffany had started using my bed as her sickbed, Mummy-Darling deigned to inform me that Tiffany actually had some kitten strain of the herpes virus. And that it can leap from animals to human.
My dream could (could!) have become a reality.

After a road trip to Palmerston North, an operation including pig intestine (they replaced part of her eye with pig-parts), and a few more weeks recuperation ...


Our mansoncat is not only longer Kosher ...


but is now officially our darling FrankenKitty!




This post might just be an excuse for more kitten-and-a-mirror pictures.


Do you blame me?

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Week Nine

365 in 2009!

Sunday: Relaxing with Laptops
Post-Play relaxation, watching True Blood on Craig's laptop while I caught up with my Google Reader.

Monday: Hey Tiki you're so fine
Craig bought me a hot pink hei tiki to cheer me up.

Tuesday: Behave, behoove, Beehive
Behave, behoove, beehive. Spelling mistake spotted on the security board near my work.

Wednesday: Sticker overkill
Sticker overkill.

Thursday: from the train
My favourite clouds, taken from the train.

Friday: Kitten Noses
Kitten noses!

Saturday: Rainy day Ballerina
Rainy day ballerina.


Didn't much feel like a self portrait this week