Come Summer — Come Let Go

11 Jul

All that red still sets in. And I haven’t seen much like in all those years. And page turners. This place is fresh. It is so fresh. Australia winter leads to Australian summers, but my friends, the sunshine stays constant and I can’t complain.

Happy summer to you in the Northern Hemisphere. Come visit us when it turns bleak and winter like!

 

Hey Mom! You will LOVE it here! I hope this entices you just a little bit!

 

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House Hunting in the Big City – might as well be drug dealing

24 Jun

Ok. It’s been a good month of solid Saturday perusing. For a house that is. And my boots aint made for walking anywhere but to the coffee shops on Saturdays, so my feet hurt. The house garage has been a solid state of no-growth. Great for the wallet, as we have no room to purchase and store anything (expect my shoes).

My latest addition to the shoes!

For the time being, you can see our pristine house garage here (flip to the second page, it’s the $360 p/w):

We have enjoyed the house garage and will miss it. But it’s hard to have a good ol’ fashioned fight with each other when there are no doors to slam and no place to go but the other side of the garage, or “upstairs” to the bedroom / living room where you still hear each other breathing and getting on with life. This means we are a pretty peaceful couple. Which is very good now that I think about.

Darren and I have learned is that “neat” and “tidy” “one bedroom” is a clever cover up for twenty year old place with a carpet covering the pissed stained floor. Or, a place that is listed as one bedroom, when really it’s an already furnished STUDIO. Example A – Currently for $285 per week.

 

Another example is the commonly phrased “Floating Floors”, which makes one think…. well I don’t know really what that makes me think. But this is what you commonly get

… a lot of wood. So much wood. And the floating floors you see, are actually parquet floors from some years ago.

Am I burning myself by posting this prior to getting a house? Probably. But I am American and we do things first and ask questions later.

Darren and I thought we were golden on a house, as we were the first to put in an application on a fully furnished one bedder down the road from our current house. This is the phone call I got this week:

Ring Ring

Me: Hello

Real Estate Agent (we will call her Agnes): Yes. Are you still interested in the one bedder?

Me: Yes Yes. We are really serious about it.
Agnes: Right. Well you are in our Top Four Applicants (oh boy… this sounds great to me) And one applicant offered $20 bucks more per week and another offered six months up front AND matched the $20. Whatta you got mate?

Me: What?

Agnes: Whatta you got? Whatta you want me to tell the owner you can do for the house?”

Me: What? (thinking is this legal?… I swallow my surprise, offer to match the raise in rent but say  “I need to discuss this with my husband before I commit”

Agnes: No time mate, I am just sending out the options to the owner.

Me: I should really discuss this with my husband.

Agnes: Fine. Click…..

I call back five minutes later to confirm

Me: Hi it’s Adi calling you back. Ok. Well we can match it.

Agnes: Who are you again?

I call later that day to find out the six month upfronter got it because he/she has 12 Gs in the spare pocket.

And I spend the rest of the day looking like this:

Hot and Bothered

So you see… the Sydney housing market is like the drug market, or maybe just like the used car salesmen market. You have to wheel and deel and schpeel and reeel (the last one only when you don’t get it).

Wish us luck because it’s Friday afternoon as I am writing this and Saturday is just around the corner……

Any Advice mamma?

Longest night

22 Jun

All that isolation when surrounded. It is the strangest thing –

how hard can it be? And yet, each day passes on to the longest night

When it echos so loud in the empty.

 

Hey Mom – I hope you are enjoying your shortest night. Happy summer to the north, from the top of the world.

All in All

21 Jun

We find things to put away. And plug in where we become over whelmed.

Then, with the shut eye lids and the tempted smile, it all comes to focus.

 

 

There can not be anything better in life, then knowing you are loved and that everything falls to pieces to be put back together along the Way. And the Way, can’t be all that bad.

 

Love you Mom. Everyday.

 

Winter Festival- lights, camera action

19 Jun

Ok. I am wearing a turtle neck (kickin’ it old school), but it’s short sleeve (is that too old style school)? Winter is here, so now it’s time to bunker down inside, eat lots of chocolate cake and hot chicken and keep warm, right? WRONG. As it was in New Zealand, it is here, the house garage is colder inside than the winter warmth outside. But the winter warmth outside is actually warmer than the New Zealand summers. So, one has to get out!

To help celebrate the winter’s fresh air and crisp warmth (and also the tropical monsoon type rain), Darren and I headed to Circular Quay and The Rocks for Vivid Sydney — a winter festival that lights up everyone’s favorite famous cityscapes.

What could be cooler than seeing your favorite city icons lit up and dancing?

Jelly lights on Circ Quay

Moon Phase Moon Chime

The PHudson Paint Job - Museum of Contemporary Art

The MCA, above, was wicked cool. After a brief que of ten minutes and feeling like the big kid in a line of totts, you were given a minute and half to “paint” the building with splatter, slops, slips of paint blobs. This was our masterpiece. Not to make Darren feel, ahhh, incompetent, but the right side is his and the much more colorful left, is my doing.

To our surprise, the Customs House was our favorite. Watch the video Darren took below, I think you will get the point.

 

And of course, there was the Opera House (thank you )

 

And Mom, did you know how much I missed you today? Love you so much!

Internet Down = Watch This Space

3 Jun

It is not only now that I have just realized that it’s been a month PLUS since my last blog post. Many reasons explain the space. But real truth lies in something called a Dongle. Ultimately, it used because there is no internet in my garage house. There is no phone connection, internet connection, Foxtel(cable TV connection). Nothing. Do you get the impression I live in the red centre and am seeking the quintessential simplified and all knowing life? Heck no! I just got an iPhone and can’t call anyone because I got no connection!

Download Speed Nill

See the download speed? It’s not supposed to be stuck at Zero.

 

I live here, in the buzzing centre of one of the most expensive and cosmopolitan cities in the world. Four million people and growing. With free Wi-Fi (from 9am to 6:30pm weekdays) all around me. And I can’t get a signal. Nadda, except from this thing — which is working oddly enough just for this special post about it not working.

This is a Dead Beat Dongle

So… I will try to get back into it, but please, blame the Dongle….. if you miss me at all that is.

 

Meanwhile, when I am not blogging in my spare time, I have time for the most delish savoury muffins at one of the locale cafes. Honestly people, you got to come try these. yum yum, and so yummy. Ummm, I am eating one just now…

Nosh Nosh!

 

 

 

Miss you SO much Mom!

Music

28 Apr

Always something getting you going. Check this site out — You won’t be let down.

www.theperfectfive.com

This chick puts together new mashups of tunes, for those who don’t know where to get the tunes outside of the radio. How those broadcasters annoy me to death. But this, this is refreshing.

How to be alone, when you have to be alone

26 Apr

Is it silly to say I have inspired myself? Well good then, because I have. By being alone, I have inspired myself to be alone more. No no… not always, but to embrace the times when I have “alone time” or when I know that I am to be alone (which is often in a city where you don’t know many people), to say Heck Yea Man — this is Rad — I dig being alone!

About an hours flight south is my new favorite Oyster in the world. Melbourne.

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The first thing about being alone….

You can be as cool or as not cool as you wish. I choose cool. Well, I tried. 

This screams Cool

Number two about being alone:

At restaurants, they will be nervous if you are nervous about being alone. 

The Vineyard in St. Kilda is one of the many places where “cool” people go. I showed up, saw all the groups of friends and instantly felt nervous to be so alone. And they sensed it and didn’t ask me to take a seat, or if they could help me. This went on as I walked back and forth around the place and just looked totally uncool. Finally, they told me to choose a seat and what did I do? I sat down in the middle of the room, surrounded by empty tables, surrounded by groups of friends. And I just knew that everyone felt sorry for the girl in the middle who on Good Friday doesn’t have any friends — or anything to read because I hadn’t thought of that — just staring at the wall. Oy, it was awful. They kept coming over and trying to remove the extra set of silverware and napkin only to stop and apologize and then aplogize for pointing out that I was alone. And they kept trying to clean my table off because they were clearing the tables away for the music and I was taking up so much space! Me an my aloneness! So much space and resources I was taking up, how rude eh!

Number three about being alone:

Don’t sit in the middle of the room, surrounded by empty tables. And don’t stare at the wall. I don’t think I need to say more.

Number four about being alone:

In these situations where you are nervous and they are nervous, act like the World’s Most Interesting Man

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Play it cool baby!

So I asked for a pen and paper, told them to take away the napkin and extra plate, no one is comin’ mate! And I sat there and smiled at people and sipped slowly and ate every single raw onion on my plate for them cuz no one was gonna be kissin me tonight. And the onions were SO good and raw (and gave me heart burn at 3am, but still). And I acted like I was a famous American poet and got down with my napkin and pen (cuz they didn’t have any paper for me). And scribbled all the nonsense and insecurities in my head and how it was only myself limiting myself.  And you know what they did…. they brought me the bill early and told me dinner service was done and that they needed the table. Oy. That one hurt. But at least I tried.

Number five about being alone:

It doesn’t matter that the restaurant asked you to leave before you could get another drink — you don’t ever have to see them again.

And this is true about life in general. When you are feeling insecure about yourself and your position, others sense it. The meanest of the pack will pounce on it and bring you the bill early, but most people will probably look at you and say “how cool is that chick… she’s alone and digging it! I want to get to know her.” And ya know what, they did. I met some really cool people when I calmed my mind and held up my eyes.

Number six about being alone:

When you spend so much time alone, you really look forward to being together. 

When Easter came and went and all the things I wanted to do for myself were crossed off the list– I realized, yes I am alone, but still have so many wonderful friends and family members and also what I am pretty sure is the World’s Most Amazing Husband. And when I need a friend, I can call on them.

Mamma and Pappa

Mamma Hudson and our Little Friend

Becky and Me -- Friends for 20 years!

And don’t you worry baby, I am really digging this time to myself, but I can’t wait for you to be back by my side.

And as always…. I LOVE YOU MOM!!!

Cheers Mate!

She’s shurre purty, but she’ll bite yer toes and fingers off!

20 Apr

A weekend away. A weekend to the farthest north I’d been in a long time. A weekend at a four 1/2 star resort… sharing a room and a squeezed together twin bed ( to make a patch work king) with three other people. Ahhh.. this is the life. And I’m not sure I would trade it for anything else just yet.

Shoal Bay

About three hours north of Sydney is a sweet little spot that laps longingly up the coast and over your toes. The water is warm, clear enough to see dolphins spin by and at the same time — full of Great White Sharks. Oy. There is always something in Australia that gets ya!

Colombian Love

Carolina and Alvaro (above) are a lovely and adventurous couple who invited us to Shoal Bay along with two other couples (from Colombia, Brazil and a token Korean and two token Americanos). Due to the English barrier (of the Aussies, not the Colombians) we thought what would be a private room for each couple turned into a studio room for four. These are the things that makes adventures adventures. And an adventure is always a wonderful thing to have.

Ok.. this a photo of a photo... but still....

Hiring a boat is always sure to be a good time. And on this particular boat ride, we saw dolphins up close and personal, algae, purrrty water, fish and the sun. But we didn’t get wet because less than a month ago a girl was wake boarding and a Great White got a taste of her. And once they get a taste….. they always come back for more! Hasn’t jaws taught us anything!!

Me Amore

And then there were camels. I should mention that when camels are present on the beach, don’t pick up pebbles to skip across the water. I learned this the hard way. Those are not pebbles.

... a pelican sits on the light and says to the bird nearby.....

Miss you Mamma!!!

12 Apr

I had seen this pink before. It was the violet that sucked me in. Didn’t expect to sit here with goosbumps. And I painted myself blue all day.