Keep Calm and Klingon

I had a totally kickass weekend. It involved a giant pot, double denim, Audrey, planting 1,900 tree saplings and porn...ooh and golf!

So as you will all remember (because you're just such good avid readers) I was still sick last week and went back to school for my 12 hour day. I then decided to skip my Friday class and do fun stuff instead.

I went to pottery and started making a new bowl (which got totally out of control and has become some totally massive wonky ass thing), my current creations are in the kiln and should be ready this Friday so I will hopefully have new things to show you. That reminds me, did I ever show you guys a picture of the bowl I made Fabian all that time ago?

In panels 1 and 2 you can see the gorgeous that is my bowl making and in panel 3 you can see Fabian appreciating my gift as it is placed thoughtfully underneath a chess board between a billion cds.

You'll have to click the picture to see it properly...




Then Fab and I went to a Denim party. Great idea, am I right? It was my friend Alie's boyfriends 24th and it was really fun. There was dancing and sausages (not dancing sausages, ones for eating and this isn't where I start talking about the porn part of my weekend.) and we got to see Casey's beautiful outside area.

He's a landscape gardener, one of his brothers in a carpenter and together they've made this beautiful outside with trees/plants/decking and it just looks like it's out of a magazine.

I'm going to have 5 sons and they will all have a different trade and they will build me a palace.

Anyway, I was still feeling pretty sickly so we left there after we danced to a whole CD compilation of 90s music and I fell into a very happy sleep.

Saturday morning we got rugged up and headed down to Karkarook park where there was a community planting day. We figure we spend quite a bit of time down there and we love it and looking after our public green spaces is totally down our alley so...



There were 30 of us volunteers and in a couple of hours we'd planted 1,900 saplings. You should've seen me, the pride was palpable.

So, then it was time for Pitch n Putt; a not quite mini, definatelly not full sized, golf course. We went with some friends and it was totally awesome. Our friend Craig lost his ball 3 times because he's a massive muscle machine and kept accidentally hitting the ball out of the entire course. (I won't lie by saying I wasn't scared for my life a few times when his aim was off!)

We'd planned to go home with our friends and have a bbq at Fabian's place only to be told...there was actually a party going on at Fabian's because his step-dad turned 50 and the party was a little spontaneous and we weren't told about it until 2 hours before it started.

Of course, his family it rad so we were all welcome and it just turned into a quite big bbq with cake and baby Audrey. We all know that Audrey makes the freaking party a party.

His sister Zoe makes gorgeous cakes and because Cameron (Fabian's stepdad) is a massive fan of Promite she made him a Promite cake...obviously not promite falvoured.

Here is what promite looks like:


This was the cake:


I KNOW RIGHT. AMAZING!

There are upsides and downsides to this cake however and I need to be completely honest when reviewing things on this blog. (This is my first ever re-viewing of anything, if you want anything reviewed PLEASE dear 1,000,000 just comment me. I'll see it because i only need to wade through 5,000 comments. And by 5,000 I mean 5.)

So, the upside of the cake: It WAS NOT made of promite, there was no promite filling, icing or promite of anything else to be seen. It was delicious chocolate sponge and had this thick delicious white chocolate stuff with chocolate chips inside.

The downside of the cake: It was huge and it was at my disposal and I think i'm about one mouthful of white chocolate stuff away from having diabetes. Thanks Zoe.

Other than that? No downsides.

On Sunday we realised that we had left our jumpers at the golf course because we are responsible adults. On our way to go get them we stopped by Zoe's place and got to hang with Audrey, yes that's twice in the one weekend.

She makes me very happy. It's cool getting to see Zoe so much more too, and that is not just because I want to keep her as my cake making slave in the basement I don't have.

Now I wish I had a basement, that Fritzl dude totes knew what he was doing.

Anyway, on the Sunday we hung out at Karkarook park and then watched Million Dollar Baby and Zach and Miri Make a Porno. (That's the only porn in my entire weekend but I figured I had to get you hooked at the start.)

AND THAT IT. THE BEST WEEKEND I'VE HAD IN AGES.

Oh, and Fab just picked me a violet because he's a freaking darling.



And that's it! That was my wonderful weekend.

Love Nani xx

Wicked witch of the strawberry crop...what?

I made my triumphant return to uni yesterday. I've been off sick for over a week now and it's been really messing with me.

Of course due to my uni's militant standards of 80% attendance I had to go back even though I wasn't functioning quite right. I think it would've been alright had I not gone back on my 12 hour day, 10am-10pm. Torture.

I got home and was completely knocked over, way to take 2 steps forward and 16 back. So I'm off school again today and can't work tomorrow and I'm starting to feel quite like a slug.

On the total upside of yesterdays intense day I found this in my punnet of strawberries and it resulted in much fun while my friend Alie drove us from the clinic to school.

I owe this 'strawberry' much as it stopped me from being all vomit-y in the car.



Ah, now i'm off to buy myself as much denim as I can from an op shop.


Nani xx

I've just spent 2 weeks trying to inspire myself and it totes didn't work

Okay,

So I've been reading this amazing blog by a lady called The Bloggess (well, actually her name is Jenny but her blog is called The Bloggess and in my head that's how I refer to her.)

Anyway, I was totally delighted when I found her blog because I thought 'Oh wow! She writes in such a witty, funny, wonderful manner' - just how I believe I do in my own head...but maybe not actually in real life.

So I was reading it whenever I got the chance in order to inspire myself to write more and also to start at least checking my own posts for spelling errors before I posted them, but then I got sort of intimidated.

Whenever I've gone to write on here I've felt like whatever I've written isn't quite funny enough or smart enough or interesting enough and I just sent The Bloggess an email telling her that my writers block is entirely her fault and I have a feeling that isn't how you're meant to go about sending fan-mail.

Then I had a total epiphany and that is THERE IS HARDLY ANYONE THAT READS MY BLOG.

That is a wonderfully freeing realisation.

Now here is a photo of Fabian and I where I look like a very happy muppet.



Fabian doesn't like me posting pictures of him on the internet. I don't think he ever counted on me finding his nature doppelganger though. Take that Bearian. Fabear. Whatever your name really is.

I will try and post more from here on in and what's more is that I will do my best to write in a way that makes me happy about how I write and that's actually a win for everyone...because let's face it who wouldn't want me to be happy? (see photo above where I am an adorable happy muppet, that funny face makes the world a better place.)

<3 Nani x

Things that are bad for me and my writing

So I can now totally conclude that reading other great blogs where the writing is well above the quality of my own does not in fact serve to inspire me, as I initially thought it would.

Rather, unfortunatelly, it makes me cringe at the posts i've written so far and feel hesitant to write again. In fact, this is the third time i'm writing a post in the passed few days and I don't know if i'll click 'publish post' on this one either.

The others, titled 'Great, now I have a fat vagina' and 'Not only do I have a fat vagina but now I have TB* as well' didn't make the cut.

That may give you a little bit of insight into what kind of week i've been having.

Luckily it's Friday now and i'm in class. The slide infront of me says 'EARTH. Archetype - The peacemaker. Unification is their guiding principle' and it's making me wonder why on EARTH i've been spending 4 years learning to become a witch doctor.

Answer your own question asshole: OK, so i've beenworking at the AIDS clinic and yesterday I was told by my patient that his pain has decreased by 50% and he's been pain killer free since our last treatment which is really important for him because of his other meds.

That's why you're studying this - moron.

Anyway, I'm off to learn the ten personality types.

Nani x

*Luckily, it turned out I probably won't get TB because I was vaccinated for it as a baby because Serbia rocks.

Sashimi

Alie and I were at uni today from 10-10. In fact, I am in class right now - around about the time I usually like to be in my pyjamas getting ready for bed.

I think that you can probably imagine the state that we are in, quite tired, yet strangely happy because we've hit that stage of delirium where we start giggling uncontrollably when our teacher says something along the lines of 'NOTHING FUNNY OR RELEVANT TO LAUGHING AT ALL'.

We ran down earlier to the sushi place, where I ordered some sashimi (see how well i'm sticking to my be-less-fat diet?). Anyway, we were in a massive rush. I ran into the place and breathlessly ordered my food, to take away.

I thought it was obvious I was in a rush.

I then waited about 10 minutes as she slowly took the sashimi from a box where it was all pre-cut (is that gross? I think it is potentially gross.) and arranged it as so.



Do you see what that IS my little minions? THOSE ARE FREAKING ROSES MADE OF SASHIMI.

The woman is a gorgeous tiny genius.

Ah, my class discussion has turned to bugs inside ears - time for me to go and re-tell the hilarious story of Fabians ear vs. Ant.

Nani x

Heavy

So, life is getting less heavy!

Thank god, right? Well, yes I am right, because I have been thanking god so regardless of your opinions I am right.

I just got news that my dear friend Ash is out of hospital and is on his way to the rehab center. Also I had an epiphany or two the other day as to why my last couple of months have just felt like an anvil weighing down my soul and I feel much better as a result.

I've been fasting the past couple of days which has been making me feel a little light headed but a lot better in my body. I've been eating far too much of everything and not listening to my body when it tells me it's full etc. I feel like i'm on the way to being healthy again.

The steroids feel like they're slowly draining out of my body and as a result my face is clearing up and the wierd thick feeling that's been a layer around my body and brain seem to be thinning.

I feel competent about working at the AIDS clinic tomorrow, which is the first time i've felt even slightly prepared to be there.

Also I have organised a date for Fabian and I on Saturday which i'm pretty excited about and my rooms up stairs are looking pretty damn good!

I need to mention probably the key thing to all of this is the BEAUTIFUL spring days we've been having completely out of season. I never realise quite how depressed I am until the winter stops and the sun comes back out to play.

It's been a tonic for my soul I swear, the air smells different and it just makes me want to run I get so filled with energy.

Anyway, I was looking over this blog the other day and realised I hadn't posted any photos in AN AGE. So, i'll be trying to fix that.


Nani x