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Published 4 June 2011Doesn’t Elvis look pretty in his new bow? Blue is his favourite colour, too
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33 is fabulous fit so far
Published 2 June 2011Hey you guys, thanks heaps for the messages on yesterday’s post.
While there was some trepidation about my birthday, I had absolutely nothing to worry about.
Highlights included:
- Eating my weight in cake (traditional and ice cream varieties)
- Hugs, pressies, cards, emails, tweets, FB messages and phone calls from spesh family and friends
- 3yo Angus wishing me a “hap-py BOOPFDAY, Auny Lawra”
- Getting a bona fide blessing from a priest (for serious!)
- Being told that I’m the same age as Jesus
- Lots of laughs and good food with great friends and a night off from work
- Nothing in the slightest way going wrong
33 is proving to be my luckiest number yet :)
On turning 33
Published 1 June 2011Holy crap, I’m turning 33 today.
I’m not one of those people who freak out at getting older. If you know me in real life, you might have noticed that on the first of every month I will mention at least once that it’s my un-birthday, saying “today I turn 32-and-one-sixth†or, when people ask my age, I get a bit too specific and say something like “I’m 32-and-a-quarter… and 3 days.â€
Spot the adult who’s still clinging onto childhood.
But this doesn’t exactly mean that I enjoy my birthday. I’m not good being the centre of attention as it is, let alone when people sing HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me (I still haven’t mastered a comfortable way to “be†when that’s happening – I usually dance and sing along, wishing myself a happy birthday, too). I think it took until about my 24th birthday before I could even get through a rendition of HAPPY BIRTHDAY without crying, because I would think of those who weren’t there to sing to me – dad, grandparents, my brother-in-law… the ones who left me too soon.
My 31st and 32nd birthdays were complete write-offs. The week I turned 31, I crashed my car, had my birthday merged with my sister’s wedding (can’t begrudge her that, the wedding was beautiful and I got to play bridesmaid) and mum completely forgot my birthday. Not that it was a deliberate act on her part, but heartbreaking for me, nonetheless. Turning 32 was the biggest birthday write-off of all. The night before my birthday was when my sisters and I had a REALLY TOUGH family meeting with mum’s healthcare team. It was about halfway through her hospitalisation and I was completed exhausted. I lost count of how many times I totally lost my shit, unable to even comprehend where my strength would come from to stay on top of it all.
If it wasn’t for my fabulous friends and then-fiancé – I may have banned all future birthdays from the agenda.
A few weeks ago, I was determined to confront turning 33 head-on. I had grand designs of a big picnic with friends and family surrounded by cupcakes and many other forms of sugar. But then I remembered how bad I am with being the centre of attention, freaked out about the whole thing and gave up.
While I’m quietly apprehensive, almost daring the universe to pull another dud birthday on me, I’ve decided that turning 33 is going to be a low-key affair and I’m going to take the time to enjoy it. Dinner and icecream cake tonight. I’m taking myself to see Bachelor Girl at The Basement on Friday night (so excited to be going, even though there’s no one willing/able to come with) and then on Saturday night I’m joining a bunch of bloggers for drinkies in Darlo.
And I’ve decided that 33 is my new lucky number :)
A beautiful thought about you
Published 31 May 2011I bought this card randomly a few months ago, knowing exactly who I wanted to give it to.
But I didn’t know when to give it to her. Until yesterday when I saw her and when I asked her how she was, she didn’t answer, but immediately said “Let’s talk about YOU.”
Which is code for “I’m totally not coping with any of this crap right now and if I think about it too much I’ll cry.”
So today I wrote  on the card and hid it in her handbag, hoping that she’ll find it in the next few days.
This one’s for you, LG xx
Cellini’s Bar and Restaurant @ the QVB
Published 30 May 2011Thursday night Liz, Leigh and I ventured in to the QVB for dinner. Every Thursday evening until June 16th,  you can enjoy a complimentary main meal with every main meal purchased when you dine on Level 1 or 2 of the Queen Victoria Building in Sydney’s CBD.
I’ve been to the QVB stacks of times, but never to eat a sit down meal. I confess to not really knowing that there was more than just the Tea Room on offer.
It was pretty standard restaurant fare (good service, great menu, friendly staff) but being seated under the atrium on the top floor of the QVB makes it pretty special.
I had the homemade ravioli with pesto butter (yummo) as my main and we shared the entrée (bruschetta and garlic bread) and dessert (crepes and World’s Tallest Lemon Meringue Pie).
My spesh treat at the end (as if the rest wasn’t spesh enough) was melt-it-yourself Max Brenner hot chocolate. Div-ine.
Sadly, I only took my 50mm prime lens to dinner, so my decent photos are few and far between :(
Cellini’s Bar and Restaurant
Level 2, Shop 46-48, QVB Sydney
Phone: 9264 4671
Operating Hours
Monday – Friday: 9am to 9pm
Saturday & Sunday: 9am to 7pm
Disclaimer: We dined as guests of Cellini’s thanks to the QVB and Lucy at One Green Bean.
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