Stevie Wonder = religious experience
There are 3 performers who I swore I would pay whatever price to see perform live if they ever toured Australia:
- James Brown
- Stevie Wonder
- 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.
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.
Guilty pleasure
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!
I can cook!
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!
Three-word answers. No more, no less.
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
Do it for (your) boobs!
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…















