Week Twenty-Two

Sunday
Lemon Roll from Butler's, and two forks.


Monday
The weather was so horrendous that I refused to leave the complex at lunch time. Instead I broke into my emergency cup-a-soup stash. It was disgusting but warm.
Colourful post-it notes behind.


Tuesday
Tuesdays are rarely any good.


Wednesday
Kitten invades my new shoes photoshoot.
It only took me 10 months but I finally found some sneakers that I like and consider wearable.
Craig considers it a miracle.


Thursday
A beautiful sunrise on budget day, seen from my office.


Friday
On my lunch break I made Craig a birthday card contingency plan in case his present wasn't delivered in time.


Saturday
Craig, concentrating, wearing a t-shirt I bought him and playing Guitar Hero Metallica which was his main present.
At this point in time? he is unaware of the surprise party I had organised for him!


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Winter Outfit (it's hard to take self portraits with this lens)

It's late and I'm in a horrid horrid mood.

Budget Day!

Oh wait, no, that's right.
I don't heart Budget Day, I hate it.
(I thought that first bit looked a bit funny.)

It was my first time working wherever-it-is-that-I-work in the huge sprawling amorphous blob of New Zealand's government (including opposition and periphery.) on Budget Day and it was not fun. It was frantic and tense. I do not heart frantic and tense.

p.s. it was also my first time ever paying any attention to the Budget at all. Talk about one extreme to the other.
p.p.s. I am a political Switzerland. I have no opinion about politics at all. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

13 January 2008
San Francisco



We were headed to Coit Tower and I found excuses to stop and breathe take photos.



Coit Tower is in Pioneer Park, atop Telegraph hill. HILL.




The Golden Gate Bridge


Alcatraz

The views were pretty amazing.





We were hanging around the entrance to the tower while Kat took a call.





Coit Tower
This 210 foot monument was built in
==1933==
with monies bequeathed by Lillie Hitchcock
Coit to beautify the city she loved.
Frescoes were painted in the interior
of the newly built structure by local
artists funded through the United States
Government's public works of art
project. This plaque is placed by the
recreation and park commission.
==October 8, 1983==
to mark Coit Tower's 50th Anniversary
--and--
its designation as an historic landmark.

and a hair cut

Co-Worker: Sarah-Rose, are you wearing contact lenses?
Me: Yes ...
Co-Worker: ah! I thought something looked different.
Me: .... I think it might be the fringe. I've been wearing contacts for weeks but I only cut my hair on Friday.
Co-Worker: Oh yes. That might be it.


Perhaps.

Week Twenty-One

Sunday
From the plane back into Wellington, we could see the windfarm at Makara


Monday
Reeses Pieces!
Sadly nothing at all like Peanut Butter M&Ms. I'd never had them before.
Disappointing.


Tuesday
Greek yoghurt +rolled oats+ liquid honey = Delicious.
My new obsession. But this morning I discovered that it's not really appropriate for breakfast.


Wednesday
Braeburn Apple
Feeling undeniably uninspired I decide to stick with food photos for the rest of the week. I was at 3/5 already.


Thursday
How do you eat cupcakes?
(I don't eat them like this. I tried it but ... it's not for me. I take off the bottom third, eat that, and then eat the rest together)


Friday
I bought Inari Sushi as an end-of-week treat.
And officially the end of my all-food-photos-all-the-time-mania.


Saturday
Our tickets to Danny Bhoy. We were in the third row and it was so close that I felt like I should (could?) have thanked him personally at the end of the show.


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Bored on a cold, wet Friday night + Gilmore Girls Season Six = a supercute fringe.

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Twilight is amazing ...

But ONLY because it is so very VERY bad.

I'm sorry but I can't help it. I'm a vampire purist!

Ennui ...

(original, taken 12 December 2007)

The dome glows ethereal in the night, London's own rising moon, the beacon of calm promise.
- A.A. Gill

Snippets of Auckland

The whole set (though there aren't many more) is here.

p.s. I am lacking inspiration lately.

Week Twenty*

Sunday
Orangina and Sauvignon Gris at La Cloche.


Monday
It was a little chilly. Actually, it was so chilly (and, being without a husband who can double as a handwarmer) that I smushed my angora gloves inside my leather ones.


Tuesday
Graffiti on a truck parked on Lambton Quay. Poor sad Haring-esque man.


Wednesday
It took me far far too long to pack.


Thursday
The bus I caught out to the airport was all crazy modern. And the smell of the pleather made me feel sick.


Friday
Craig and I caught the ferry over to the Auckland CBD, walked all the way up Queen Street, went up the Skytower, saw Danny Bhoy on our way back down Queen Street and caught the ferry back at dusk. My feet HURT. But it was a lovely lovely day.
I took this while my sweet husband took pity on me & my blisters and went to get the car.


Saturday
Craig and I went vintage shopping on K-Road (using Amber's Guide to Vintage Shopping in Auckland) and then to coffee with friends and yet? I was not in a good mood all all day**.


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I lovelovelovelovelove this lens.



* Week Twenty! I'm a little proud.
** Seriously. Look:

I'd say about 23.3 kilos under my eyes.
Sigh.