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There are 3 performers who I swore I would pay whatever price to see perform live if they ever toured Australia:

1. James Brown
2. Stevie Wonder
3. George Michael.

James Brown toured about a year before he died; but guess who couldn’t be bothered going to see him? Fail!

Earlier in the year, I caught wind that THE Stevie would be touring. STEVIE! I figured I’d have to go, if only to save him from my killing him by not seeing him perform in Sydney.

So I bought myself a ticket (before I realised how many people were willing to see him with me!) in the Diamond (i.e. $200) section. I figured that because the concert was at Acer Arena, the Diamond ticket would give me a better view than from 20 miles away in the cheap seats.

It was worth every cent, and I would have paid that much to see the last half hour. I still have a sore hip from the dancing during the last 45 minutes or so.

I’m not too embarrassed to tell you that I cried twice; once when he first walked out on stage and again during Superstition in his finale. Especially during Supersition, I sobbed like a baby, dancing away like a crazy lady with complete strangers. I’m sure I made an impression on them.

And to SEE him and HEAR him play the harmonica and the gazillion keyboards at his disposal. And man, his fingers on those keyboards? It was like watching an octopus scoot along the ocean floor; his fingers are moulded to play those keys.

Stevie by Spinal_Faun

When I was talking to Pat about it the next day, she was the one who actually said it best: “So it was like a religous experience, right?”. And it totally was. There’s no better way to describe it.

Next I have to work out who to bribe to get George to tour, but I don’t like my chances.

I have something very important to tell you. Something I’ve only started talking about recently.

It’s a bit… well, embarrassing…

And it’s related to Bert Newton:

Yes, it’s true. I have a crush on Moonface Junior, Matt Newton:

Yes, he’s been charged for beating up ex-girlfriends. Yes, he’s the son of Bert Newton. But there’s just something about him. He’s cheeky, a bit of a bad boy, has boofy hair… and I can’t stop swooning.

Please don’t tell too many people, I’ll be the laughing stock of the whole village!

Tonight I managed to do something that I have only ever done a few times before: cooked myself some dinner that didn’t include packets or jars of pre-prepared crap. Or cupcakes.

YAY ME!

Knowing that Dan was going out to a gaming work function tonight, I asked the interwebs for advice on how to cook some breast chicken I’d bought on the weekend. And within moments the lovely Kerri reminded me of the recipe she tested out last week: poached chicken with herbed tomato sauce.

Long story short, I ended up having a “quick” coffee with Kerri and Brad on the way to buying some missing ingredients at the supermarket… and got home 2 hours later than I usually do :o)

So yes, I cooked dinner, and it worked a treat. Yummy, not too difficult (although i freaked out over the slugs on the mint leaves). Will definitely make it again to prove to Dan that I am wife material ;o)

Photographic evidence so you can marvel at my new culinary talent and just how bad my mobile phone is at taking photos. Want iPhone!

Shamelessly stolen from fifikins

Where is your cell phone? · handbag front pocket Your girlfriend/boyfriend/hubby? · aka Magic Dan Your hair? · it needs trimming Where is your father? · grafton lawn cemetery Your favorite thing to do? · laugh out loud Your dream last night? · yelling at mum Your favorite drink? · COKE Your dream car? · Pink Mazda SP-23 The room you’re in? · overlooking enmore theatre Your fears? · turning into mum Who did you hang out with last night? · dan elvis bear What aren’t you good at? · no PMS tantys Muffins? · i prefer cupcakes One of your wish list items? · expensive macro lens The last thing you did? · nommed vegetarian pizza What are you wearing? · got any blacker? Your pet? · cupcake-eating cats Your computer? · piece of crap Your life? · ignoring most family Your mood? · better than before Missing? · slash emgee girls What are you thinking about right now? · i hate cleaning Your car? · dirty black mazda2 Your work? · jesus is king Your summer? · will be hot Your relationship status? · contemplating teh marriage Your favorite color(s)? · pink, pink, pink When is the last time you laughed? · at penis joke Last time you cried? · amazingly, don’t know School? · riverside girls’ high

So October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month and on Monday it’s Pink Ribbon Day.

This weekend I’m off for a girlie weekend where we’ll celebrate Pink Ribbon Day. To bribe everyone, I’ve spent the week preparing my signature cupcakes, and finally finished them just now:

I made the ribbons over the course of Tuesday (coloured the fondahhhhnt in the morning before work and shaped them when I got home that night), made the cupcakes last night and made the icing tonight to finish off the whole shebang.

I was debating leaving the buttercream icing uncoloured, but decided to go with some pink. Overdid it with the Wilton pink icing colouring, but as if there’s such a thing as too much pink!

No doubt Barbara, Kay, Leigh and Naomi will have their sugar fix well and truly sorted by tomorrow afternoon…

Normally I buy my shampoo and conditioner from my hairdresser. Even though it’s a bit more expensive than I would normally pay, I like the idea of supporting my hairdresser, Tania, a work-at-home mama.

I’ve had to buy an interim bottle of conditioner to last me until my next visit to Tania’s, so I bought some fruity stuff from the supermarket. Dan noticed that the conditioner tries to boost your self-esteem while detangling your locks:

Isn’t that loverly?

One of my beautiful northern-hemisphere girls, V, sent me a belated birthday present – a necklace that I’ve only taken off once since it arrived in my letterbox with Swedish postage stamps all over it.

And what V wrote on the card reminds me how lucky I am to have my northern-hemisphere girls (and Anna in Melbourne) and I pieced it together in a Post Secret style to show the girls how lucky we are:

It still blows my mind that I have these amazing friends, that I saw 99.9% of them during my best Christmas holiday evar last year and it was the internet (of all things) that brought us together.

When I was a kid, I envied everyone else who was getting their tonsils out. They got to eat icecream all. the. time.

I wanted ice cream all the time!

Yesterday I had my third wisdom tooth forcefully yanked out removed within a month. Dr Ben the Dentist did a great job last month (only one bowl of icecream consumed), but I knew this tooth was going to be more problematic, and expected a slower recovery. I prepared myself to eat icecream for at least 2 days.

After the hour-long “extraction” process (I was white-knuckled and deep-breathing the whole time), I got 2 stitches and some bone drilled off in addition to the gaping hole in my gum. I took the Panadeine Forte that Ben prescribed, but it still hurt a bit. Nothing like I was expecting, though. I still planned to have some ice cream, except we didn’t actually have any. Fail.

This morning I only took Nurofen for the pain, and only as a pre-emptive move since we were going grocery shopping (to buy me some icecream).  Nurofen has done a better job, win!

I bought So Good’s Bliss Heavenly Chocolate soy icecream “frozen dessert”. Because I figured I can’t just eat a litre of Conoisseur icecream and not end up a 10-tonne Tesse.

My mouth is doing amazingly well, but I figured I should have some icecream (or frozen dessert, even) JUST TO MAKE SURE THE RECOVERY GOES WELL. I had no idea soy icecream (or frozen dessert) could taste decent, or even, nice. Who knew?!

So even though I can eat (almost) normally, I’m going to have some more icecream (frozen dessert) .

I’m allowed to be late on this since I’ve been away, but you should all be totally going pink for October for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

I know too many people who have been affected by breast cancer – and cancer in general – and always make a point to support cancer initiatives. We gotta stop the damn thing now.

I’m going away for a fundraiser (I think that’s the nicest way to describe what I’ve gotten myself in for!) and I’ll be putting together a breakfast or morning tea-type thing at work as well. Needless to say, there will be pink cupcakes :D

I’ve pinkified my wordpress theme for the month and I’ve gone pink on my Twitter and Plurk accounts, too. Get into it!

Heading 6 hours west for 4 days of this

Mucho needed-o. Seeya on the flipside.