Saturday, February 25, 2012

smelling roses


❉ i just loooove this balmy weather! hot summer nights like these are one of my favourite things about australia. what a beautiful country this is, so much more so after my long absence.

i guess i haven't really expressed how happy i am to be home, have i?... i am :o)
in the beginning i went through a short period of reverse culture shock and i still have slight anxiety about putting away my traveling shoes and settling down... is that normal?.. i'll never stop being jealous of other peoples travel plans, but there's something to be said for making a home somewhere too and that feeling of belonging.... it will come with time, to me and hopefully to jerry too.

my problem is that i think about everything too much and wish that i could just stop and enjoy life. that woman who was supposedly the longest living woman in the world at 120something years old, said that her secret was drinking port-wine, eating chocolate every day, and not stressing about anything. wow! the port and the chocolate are easy to do, but how do you manage to not stress?! i guess monks wouldn't stress, and all truly enlightened people really for that matter... how nice that would be, to be so above things like shitty traffic and running late and not getting job offers or having enough money... and to actually realise that nothing's really worth worrying over, or that worrying doesn't help anyway.

between the worries of being in limbo, i find happiness in small moments each day...  dancing with jerry to lionel ritchie in the lounge room, driving with the roof down on palm-lined streets, music sing-along wars in the car (stevie nicks on gold fm vs. jerry's house music mix cd), lazy breakfasts on the balcony, smothering my pot-plants (to death, in the case of the coriander), and most of all (still).. our morning walks along the beach. in a way i enjoy making the list of things to do when we have proper jobs and money to fritter... we'll definitely enjoy them all the more for having done without....

have a good weekend my lovelies... smell the roses, drink some port-wine and dont stress! :o)

Monday, February 20, 2012

oh camilla



❄ in flinders lane there lies a beautiful italian restaurant, legendary and timeless with magnificent mosaic floors, high ceilings, cherub statues, chandeliers, vast marble bartop (behind which works a very cute and familiar swedish boy)... and at the front door, next to the marble pillar holding the reservation book, you'll find me, in a pretty dress and high heels. yes i'm now the hostess at Rosati, and i will meet you and greet you and escort you to your table should you wish to come and dine with us of a friday or saturday night.

it's just a casual job until i break into my new career, but it came at the perfect time. and i still get to spend the weekend with jerry while he's working :o)

the rest of my weekend was spent at lovely lazy barbecues with friends and family, enjoying good food, glorious sunshine and great company. oh how much more i prefer a good sunday barbecue lunch than a saturday night out on the piss!.... which is a sign that i actually am now officially old.

and old friends are the best thing about being old. my darling friend sarah came to stay and we went to southbank to meet old friends sarah H and pat for a lovely luncheon catch up, followed by a trip to the recently discovered Camilla boutique in malvern road...

one could die in that shop. the beauty, the decadence.... racks and racks of pure glorious silk: luxurious kaftans, playful jumpsuits, floaty flowing gowns in rainbow colours, silk shoes, silk fringed vests, silk undies and camis and turbans and kimonos. dreamy is the word that best describes it.

sarah and i tried some pieces on and then prized ourselves away, teased, tantalized and tormented. 'when we're rich we'll come back and buy the whole shop' we promised.

later, after my work and her friends hens party, we drank port wine on the balcony, with the muffled roar of st kilda nightlife in the background, and chatted about life and love and how if the truth be known, we both just want to be artists.

:o)

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

seven deadly sins



✽ in the mornings, the sun shines through the palms that overhang our balcony and cast jungle shadows on our white walls. we leave the blinds open because its so nice to wake up to... i make sure to practice the secret, taking mental notes of such things to be grateful for. apparently this gratefulness will attract more things to be grateful for... such as... perhaps...a job.

by lunch time the washing is done and i'm back lying on my bed, still in pijamas, eating cadbury's favourites (not even mine- but jerry's valentines present from me!) ..and feeling very unemployed.

how can it be this hard to start a new career...?! ..and why have i waited so long to start one?! no, i don't regret any of my travels and adventures, but now i'm really head-butting the wall. i feel exactly like that lazy grasshopper from that story.

my cousin assures me that its normal i'm feeling crappy- changing careers is one of the 5 top causes of stress, along with divorce and marriage... and whatever else.
i wonder: maybe i'm not made for the serious job world... and all these people copping my CV in their inboxes can see that too...

i eat some more chocolates, then head to the bathroom to pick a few pimples, where i catch my reflection. what a gluttonous sloth i am! in fact today in particular i suspect my soul to be infested with all seven of the deadly sins. i quickly google them just to confirm. yep. sloth, greed, gluttony, wrath, envy, lust and pride. well, actually maybe not lust or pride.. but definitely the others.

it starts raining outside (ahh melbourne) and my phone dings with a sweet message from jerry who's at work. i admire him so much! he's totally landed on his feet in australia while i'm the one lost in my own country!

its time to stop being so useless. tomorrow morning i have another interview and then my friend sarah is coming to stay. we're going to go out for lunch and try on camilla kaftans, pretending to be able to afford them. it's going to be a beautiful day and i'm not going to feel unemployed or sorry for myself. and no more cadbury's favourites.

:o)

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