by | June 18, 2013 · 6:54 am

on photos of feet

Photos of feet are really just socially acceptable/humble-braggy ways to lord  things over other people.  Hidden meaning is either:

1) I’m on a beach somewhere, while you, Chumpy-McChumperson are slaving away in an office; or

2) Check out my new shoes.

Well, friends, today there is a third possibility:

3) Check out what G-Dog on I did today WHILE WE ARE BOTH ON MATERNITY LEAVE.

PEDICURES:

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[I don’t think George was convinced about letting me photograph her feet, hence the single footed/half hearted contribution to the above.  Also, it would have been better to take this at the actual 'beauty spa' (yes... lets call it a  'beauty spa') and not a random cafe]

THERE WERE ALSO SAUSAGE ROLLS:

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So, yeah, it’s basically been beer and skittles so far.

Why do I feel a Murphy’s Law moment coming on?

Don’t come out yet Baby, don’t come out yet. 

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by | May 19, 2013 · 10:03 am

poor old edith crawley

I can’t believe the old guy on Downton Abbey didn’t marry Edith (season 3, episode 3).   What is wrong with him?

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by | May 1, 2013 · 6:07 am

a love letter to mr peabody, the person sized pillow

I think I love you ‘Mr Peabody’

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Mr Peabody, the person sized pillow

with your body-length softness

and your synthetic smell.

And your alleviation of my stomach, pushing on my bladder

And the accompanying need to pee thimbles-full of urine, every hour.

On the hour.

And your inconveniently large pillow case that needs to be washed and dried in the same day because I don’t want to purchase two of them.

What would I do with two pillow cases?

Even if they are on special for only $6.07 at the moment.

POST SCRIPT:  What is wrong with me?  Why didn’t I get one of these: 

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I don’t completely understand it, but I DEFINATELY want it.  It’s like a pillow of HUG.

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by | March 8, 2013 · 7:59 pm

the $5 and under lunch series #1: Hitoshi, Ringwood

We are without kitchen at the moment.  Renovating.  Carney is the hard yards and I am the occasionally consulted/person who forgot to re-plug in the fridge.  Hee, hee.  I should say Adorable person who forgot to re-plug in the fridge!

Now, much as I’d like to spend a small fortune on lunches in the interests of saving and having money for more important things I present you:

Kitty’s Guide to Lunches you can buy for under $5

Nod to Cousin Keegan who believes the Cheap Eats Guide is a misnomer: ‘It should be “This is literally the cheapest food near to you you can purchase, the absolute cheapest” not “This is tasty and moderately priced”. 

Natch, I’ll be starting in the Mitcham/Nunwading area, but who knows?  Perhaps it will spread further as the idea takes off.  Indeed, in this inaugural post, I ventured to semi-nearby Ringwood for sushi so already this shit is spreading.  Curb your enthusiasm.

Back to Hitoshi.  Looki Looki:

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Cooked tuna ($2.50).  So much filling!  So little rice!

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Chicken teriyarki ($2.40) – look at all that chicken overhang!!

Delicious.  And if you ask them to cut it into pieces it’s like you’re in a fancy restaurant.  Ask them to sing Italian to you and it will be like you’re in Venice!  Ask them to call you Beyonce!  They are very accommodating!

What did I blow additional money on? 

As reward for only spending $4.90 I purchased a $2.00 can of Diet Dr Pepper*.  I know, I know, aspartamene and caffeine; I’m gonna die.  Sad face.

So, yeah, technically $6.90 lunch.
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by | March 5, 2013 · 9:46 pm

melbourne’s worst tourist attraction

has got to be this clock in Melbourne Central:

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Granted it’s more than just an enormous fob watch.  Every hour, on the hour, the bottom of the fob lowers  - to the tune of Waltzing Matilda, no less – to reveal:

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- 2 x pointed hat-wearing cherub-types, playing a flute and violin respectively;

- 2 x cockatoos;

- 4 x other birds (rosellas?  lorrikeets?).

Curious, non?

And see how it’s six past the hour?  THE SHOW GOES FOR MORE THAN SIX MINUTES.  

EVERY HOUR.  

WHICH IS A VERY LONG TIME. 

MORE THAN TWO HOURS A DAY. 

So yeah, it’s no Darling Harbour/Sydney Opera House.

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by | February 28, 2013 · 8:00 am

health freak holiday (also: being miranda kerr… and failing)

This piece first appeared in Onya Magazine.

In our annual holiday debate – Me vs. my Other – in which we agree on where and when to spend a few glorious weeks of the year, I put forward the case for an Exotic, Possibly Life Changing Health and Yoga Retreat. Arguments for: Feeling Amazing. Delicious foodstuffs. Relaxation. Personal growth.

He put forward arguments for an Awesome Fishing Vacation in which we would: 1) Get up at the crack of dawn; 2) Catch impressively large fish (best case); and 3) Eat impressively large fish (or worst case, starve). Not stated was the possibility of mounting one such specimen and displaying in our lounge room, an on-going aspiration or threat, depending on your point of view.

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mounted fish: decorative greatness or decorative disaster?

Horrified at the thought of sitting in a tinny for long periods of time (me), and fearing chanting and vegetarian food (him), we came up with a compromise solution: A DIY Yoga Retreat Near Good Fishing Spots With To Be Determined Food Options.  Continue reading →

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by | February 26, 2013 · 8:45 am

conversations about names

Me:  …and we can’t agree on a girls name.  Carney likes Faith and Hope (both are terrible, obviously).

Chubbs: Is he serious about those names? Is he joking? People will assume you are Christians (new age, not old school), clap those hands!

Me:  I know, God squad.  Nothing wrong with, but rather misleading.  Actually, Carney said he was a Buddhist in the census so maybe there’s a degree of accuracy*.

*THEREBY COMPROMISING THE WHOLE INTEGRITY OF THE STATISTICAL COLLECTION EXERCISE!!  IF EVERYBODY DID THIS…  we’d be a nation of Buddhists.  On paper, at least.

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