So aside from joining La in praising the Lord about furniture purchases, what’s been happening? Anyone? Anyone..?
OK, La’ll start.
Met Jesus. No, srlsy, this is Jesus the guinea pig from a local pre-school. My friend Helen was minding him for the weekend. He looked cute but La’ve a general aversion to fur, so left the fondling to others.
Played Boggle with the Junior Cost Centres. These words sound rude (go on, say them) but they aren’t.
Had my hairs coloured (and contemplated Botox — los lines!!!). Such hard, high-maintenance work, being an Aryan Triv.
Was happy with the results. And los new earlobe sparklepieces from J Crew.
Pinched this pic of fat galahs from somewhere on the interwebs and installed it on the Triv Mobile Media Control Console, aka iPhone. Giggled repeatedly.
Spotted these fleurs in the hood. Tried to remember their name – was it really “wee flowers”, or is that just what La and bro no 1, Sport Billy Super Dad, used to call them? (Can’t possibly imagine how we alighted on that name *coughs*)
Read this quote from Michelle Bridges in Who Weekly. Face involuntarily squished into some sort of “WTF?!?!?!” expression. Then remembered the horrid noggin lines from the hairdresser’s and restored features to their usual
resting bitchface Zen arrangement.
Went to New Zealand. Sported unattractive but toasty footwear. Had very average holiday. When the best you can say about a break is, “Well, at least I didn’t have to get up and put make-up on every day”, clearly there was room for improvement.
Snapped some piccies of the JCCs against bella backdrops.
Had a ski lesson with this Yoda of Alpine Awesomeness, Tom Newmann. If you ever find yourself flailing on the white stuff in Queenstown or Beaver Creek, Colorado, Tom’s your man.
Wore my new J Crew sparkletop to the Wordporium. Felt awesome and cheered the decor up no end.
Appreciated the winter sunrises in the Harbour City.