Shitty Chic, Here I Come

I was sitting in the front seat of a ‘moving’ van last weekend (moving to a new apartment in Shanghai) and I couldn’t help but feel amused at life in general.

The one plant I hadn’t killed (yet) rested on my lap and I continued to ponder how life will be for me without the ability to flush toilet paper.

I should add that I have no idea what the name was of the guy driving me. I met him hanging out the front of IKEA one day when he drove me home and made my bookcase. Names are not so important to me these days anyway, or words in general for that matter.

We arrived at my new place and the moving guy seemed quite stressed. As you might expect, I then felt a little stressed myself, but soon decided I was pretty helpless to fix anything anyway.

I met a lovely old lady who I said ‘ nihao’ to when i entered my lane house. We gestured to each other that I live upstairs and she is downstairs. At this point I felt annoyed at myself for stopping my Chinese over the last few months. I told her my name, but I can’t remember shit anymore, I may as well have just arrived. At least living here has the potential to give me some renewed motivation to learn.

The apartment rental guy was there with a helper waiting for me. I never said when I was coming so I don’t know how long they had hung around but either way he and his guy expected to help me move.

I was a bit like ‘hmm, what’s going on’ but soon changed to my tune to ‘oh fuck it its sweet stop wondering’. Next thing I know, I’ve left all my shit with this random helper guy on the sidewalk (I’m told he’s putting it in my apartment). Then the real estate guy, the driver and I all pile into the van for the second trip.

By the third trip the real estate has gone and the moving guy freaked out again. I couldn’t get hold of anyone though. Ignorance is not always bliss. I could tell it was because of all my shit – it was a lot, it surprised me too. I am told later that he said to my colleague ‘how does an expat have so much stuff’. Judgy judgy, if I want 3 gravy boats I’ll have 3 gravy boats. Haha!

Eventually (by eventually I mean a few minutes but it felt like forever) it was all sorted. As suspected I had more stuff than he expected and he needed to leave soon. We moved almost everything I had left at super speed. Some stuff got smashed and dented and some stuff was just too hard, so I’d worry about that another day I guess.

A few hours later, it was finally just me in my new pad and I was so happy to be where I was, despite the huge fucking mess around me.


Leaving the ‘city’ area


My new home, the French Concession

I went to buy some milk and was blown away by all the great stuff near me… I moved across the city for the quaint feeling of an old apartment and the relaxed vibe of the French Concession (i.e. Pretty tree-lined streets) so I expected it to be good, but I was still excited.  Just outside my entrance I found some local (but not too local) clothes shops, random antique shops, and even a nice local Chinese supermarket (this mean good stuff but at good prices as they are not selling horrifically priced imported goods).

I also found some nice western restaurants, tasty looking hole in the wall Chinese restaurants and a cool market. All that in a 10 minute walk.

So much to explore (and unpack!).

Time goes on 

Wow times goes fast, here I am back in Melbourne one year later. Well at least I was when I started writing this post…. but now it’s a few weeks later…

So much has changed and yet so little. Omg, how fucking deep am I right!


Imagine me like this… thinking very deeply.

So, blogging is back on…. Yep, I’m back – cue a roaring cheer… Hmm well maybe not, but I think the cleanliness of my apartment, the regularly of my blog posts and state of my eyebrows is the true relefection of how chaotic my life is. And so here I am about to smash out a million and one blog posts… Cause let’s face it if I didn’t blog it, it didn’t happen.

Please all rest assured, I waxed my eyebrows and they are back on track.

Okay, so now I will prepare to finish my Hangzhou and Japan blogs (of course I purchased a mac book air in Tokyo to help with my blogging motivation… So far it’s not worked out but I still have faith in this brilliant plan)!

But I’m off track… I was blogging about it’s been a year since i left to go live in China… blah blah blah. I used to really love reading the Sunday paper’s, I miss this a lot… especially teamed with Julie, her garden, her yummy muesli and the furry family.

Okay, in the spirit of honesty, I have to admit that I hate the paper part but boy do I love the supplements!!! So,  I enjoyed my one sunday in Melbourne and allowed the ‘unbiast’ world of Australian media to clue me back in and see what I’ve been missing this last year.

Here is what I learnt.

Avocado toast – apparently it is not cool anymore…. What on earth? I mean, I thought it was just tasty and healthy… well screw you cool police, it’s gonna stay cool in Shanghai.

YUCCIE – what? I didn’t even know what this meant but I felt I should know this.. I read the article and I’m like whatever I don’t do all this crap…. Then i realise, oh hang on, I’m old now and so far removed from this next ‘generation’ and I am now the group judging the next generation. Do you remember Mrs Mangle from Neighbours, totally going to be me one day…. I can feel it coming.


When did i become old?

Okay everything i needed to say is said (which is kind of nothing), so I’m done…. I’m off to do a scuba dive in Koh Tao! Yay.

Oh  Beijing you make me wanna say the F word!

I love train travel in China. I’ve taken two trains in China, so clearly I am quite the expert. It’s just so relaxing, I can get loads of work done, I have leg room, they don’t make me put my seat upright for takeoff and landing, do major check in and generally no delays. What’s not to love!!

So off I go to Beijing for consumer research, my first trip there. Yay!

Randomly I got put up in an amazing hotel, a one very famous for high ranking officials… Seems that’s how I roll in Beijing I guess. 

I feel like this will be a good trip even though I accept I don’t have time to spend the weekend and see the ‘amazing’ sites that the capital city holds for me.
Mmm, dinner for breakfast – the perks of hotel breakfast buffet in fancy Chinese hotels.



I get I won’t see the wall, but surely I can do SOMETHING!

I wake up early, obviously not as early as I had hoped or set my alarm for, but early enough. So I am feeling pretty good about myself, downloaded some APPs and have some maps – I got this.

So, I figure I take a nice stroll. I’m high on life and enjoying my upcoming exploration. I walk over a bridge and see a beautiful river, oh and wow old men are fishing – so cool. 

I think (and yes a little smuggly)…’Who are these people who say Beijing is a smoggy concrete jungle… this is lovely’. I feel a little emotional – man I love China!

Back when shit was all cute…. 

…. And I was so full of optimism!  


So, I start walking to the Café I planned to work in, but it is taking much longer to get to than I planned, it didn’t seem this far on the map but I think about the exercise and feel good. I sit and work no problem, but soon realise that there is no way I can walk to Tiananmen square during lunchtime and then walk back to the hotel for my meeting at 2pm. 

And because of the traffic here, it’s not like taking a taxi would make it that much better. I look at the metro… ah shit everything is so spread out. Oh well, I admit defeat and skip lunch so I can get back in time for my meeting.

For dinner we picked the Dali Courtyard, the most cliché and appropriate Beijing restaurant for my only night out. Food was delish and super cute! It was a shame my very new iphone 6 refused to charge properly and turn on (fuck you apple) for some reason, so I couldn’t take pics. I pep talk myself that this gives me a good chance to take in the surrounds without thinking about photo opportunities. But damn that Pomegranate tree, with fairy lights and a traditional wire birdcage is so perfect for Instagram – it’s practically teasing me! 

By morning, at least somehow miraculously in the night my iphone decided it would kindly charge for me and it finally turned back on (I’m sorry Apple, I love you just please don’t leave me alone again). I make a mental note to back up my photos just like a man on his death bed promises god he will coneet and be a better man if he can just life another day… One day, just not this day!
I prepare for my day, feeling refreshed and notice this awesome little spa bathtub menu, OMG how sweet. I choose the grapefruit milk option and call reception; apparently it takes half an hour and it’s all fresh ingredients. Blissful and it’s complimentary. I call them tell them I’m going for breakfast and want it ready when I’m back. Great.

I come back, no bath… grumble in an old man way. I call again; they say okay they will send someone right away. Then it’s getting late, I actually need to leave my hotel. Eventually someone comes to my door and asks which one I want. Hmm, so it’s taken an hour to realise you don’t know what I want, and great I need to wait half an hour for you to prepare!! I force an understanding smile but I say forget it. Okay, okay – this is a case of people not understanding me and just answering with ‘yes, okay’. I get over it, I mean seriously #firstworldproblems lol

I decide to reflect a little. I have a serious case of angry. I think it’s Beijing, something about this city stops me in my tracks… and I don’t like it. It’s like all I can see here are the hard parts of China without the charms. 

I soon decide to stop reflecting and get back to the task at hand… Getting angry and fighting the world.

Expecting a receipt given to me freely for my hotel room when I check out …. .I’m not even going to bother explaining that world of bemusement!

Wow, trying to change to an earlier train – the station is buzzing with chaos. I really want to kick people in the throat. I make another mental note, I’ve got to ask my Chinese teacher the words for “fuck off, get out of the way your prick”. I question myself “Am I maybe the prick today?….. Nah”.

I finally walk into Starbucks and scan around for a chair. Look at all the people sitting around with empty cups and I really want to tell them to get out and let real customers sit down. I’m outraged – why don’t Starbucks tell these people to move? About half an hour later, I’m sitting in Starbucks with an empty cup – fuck those people in the line, I’m not moving. Clearly it’s different when I do it.

I bitch and moan in my head about having to wait around for ages….then realise I’ve been googling (sorry, I mean I’ve been ‘binging’ cause we don’t do that google stuff here of course – Google is the devil) holidays in Thailand for too long. I run through the station mentally blaming everyone who somehow touched my day and made me almost miss my train, despite having got there hours before my train is scheduled to leave.

I sit down in my seat and then spill raspberry Vitamin Water on my dress…. Damn, whose fault is that…. #Notfuckingmine 
Did I mention today was not a good day to pick a short summer dress and g-string in my rush to get dressed… not sure how many people saw my butt as a battered about the station with all my bags! Lol.

Okay, so that’s Beijing. I think perhaps it brings out the worst in me. Beijing 1: Sarah 0

P.s. Wow this super loud laughing lady next to me on the train better get off the fucking phone soon.

 P.P.S Are you judging me for using hashtags outside of Instagram or Twitter??…….#Ijudgedme #ashamed #iblameyou #gofuckyourself

P.P.P.S I know this post is ridiculous 😝

P.P.P.P.S Don’t be alarmed Mum, you’ll love Beijing when you go next week – it’s a great city

And I know I’ve been harsh on you… But it’s okay Beijing, don’t worry – I’m just having a bad day, trust me I’ve had guys act worse than this and I’ve still come back for more…, I’ll give you another go…. One day… Haha

Times Flies

Wow, my how times flies! I dont want to forget what a wonderful time I had in Australia when I went back…. so making sure I post a few pics!

I left feeling like I was going back to China for a holiday, but it was worth the rushing around to see everyone! Can’t wait till next time!

  First Stop Baby Will. Sooo happy to meet this fresh little guy… he’s beautiful

Too Cute!

Finally Girl Time. 3pm Bubbles…a good idea at the time

Beautiful Wedding and Beautiful Friends… bubbly is kicking in at this stage… but let’s not get into that

Love My Dulie…

Happy Happy and keeping it classsy… for now

Ah, Coffee at the beach in Mordi before work… so peaceful!

Oh Seaford I missed you!

Ladies Afternoon Tea like it was out of a magazine, thanks Cassie

Mum, in her element!

Girls Night out!

The City, just cause!

My Bayside Grove Family

Oh Ollie…

Oh Dulie, stop…. you spoil me too much!

Okay last one of this little angel!

What I’ve Learnt in Six Months

So I’m in Australia, tuns out I managed to fly back exactly 6 months to the day. I spent a little time reflecting on my flight home… Here’s what I came up with.

Top things I’ve learned in 6 months in Shanghai: 

1) How to properly brush my teeth (seriously I was doing it wrong which baffled me too)
2) Shit, I’m an adult
3) The beauty of living alone
4) And the beauty of a morning routine, even if it means not getting up 15 mins before I have to leave.
5) A little self indulgence is a necessary not a luxury
6) China road rules… they actually seem to make sense
7) Learning (some) patience and slowing down (when I remember)
Um, wish I’d Learnt – Chinese but hey can’t win em all.
And a few visuals…
Smog sucks, but hey got to take the good with the bad!


Buying shoes for children is not my strength, as cute as they are (I hope your boys enjoy them in a few years Tegan and Carlie)! 


I can still manage to rough it…. 


But only for a weekend MAX… I do NEED a little comfort these days too…


I lOVE health Retreats… they are life changing (breakfast seed and nut buffet – amazing).


And you can take a little bit of that back with you… even to work


Seeing some friendly faces can make a world of difference!


Lastly, when in Rome (And yes that’s a Poncho for my whole bicycle)

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Tourist in my ‘Own’ City

So those of  you who know me well, know that I can talk about and look at pretty stuff all day long, but I really struggle when it comes to more cultured activities – museums, art galleries blah blah blah. I wish I had the intellect to appreciate these for more than a nano section, but I don’t. haha. NEXT.

However when I get a message from a friend on a sunny sunday morning to go check out Red Town in Shanghai, I jump to attention and think hell yes, let’s play tourist in Shanghai. It’s a bit of a sculpture park with galleries and cafe’s etc… Plus, she promised home-made soup and that’s quite the treat to have someone invite you over for food in Shanghai (It was delicious by the way).

Look at me being all intellectual …. Yep, I’m someone who looks at Art on a Sunday rather than laying in bed with a hangover (and yes I am judging everyone who is hung over on this fine Sunday haha)

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Next was a bit of a photography session and stroll around the streets.

Shanghai can be so beautiful if you stop to look.

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And to top off a great day I met a friend for Tapas and Red Wine…


That’s Sunday Perfection to me!


So Like Jerry Springer, I’ll leave you with my final thoughts…. Go stroll around somewhere different in your neighbourhood and admire the beauty and jam up your Instagram feed with the PRETTY! x

OMG, My Life is one big Pinterest Dream! (Thailand Part 2)

Kamalaya Program Description: “This program offers an experience of self discovery and growth both during the immersion in the program as well as a continuation with tools to take back home”

Sarah’s Brain on the first night (I arrived around 5.30pm): “Wow, I’m overwhelmed with excitement but I’m not here long enough…. eek. Okay, so next time I come i need to do this program but with other stuff, i need to come longer, hmm should i bring a friend? No, probably gives too much security. If I get married, should I come here on honeymoon or is that weird, I wonder if I should give this to Bhey as an 18th birthday treat to really help her not make the silly mistakes that can be avoided in life, but then what about my other friends kids… would boys want to come here, guys are here but could a young man appreciate it as much with their macho egos’, hmm but then it’s not really fair is it if you give to one and not the other… I could get them something else of value… but i hate boy stuff… i like girl stuff… hang on, maybe it’s too much money… who do i think i am Oprah…. Hmmm, if i came for a month it would use all my leave, could i work a bit too and consider it like working from home (one guy is doing that), hmm but it’s so expensive and would that kill the magic….I wonder if next time. Maybe i should quit my job and come here it’s what I need to do for myself, hmm and then maybe i need to become buddhist and a yoga teacher and could I be a monk, can girls do that? I think i need to go to an Ashram to fully experience what life has to offer… but I don’t know enough, okay I should buy some books and learn all there is to know bout Buddhism, but hang on….the metor guy everyone raves about is also Hindu… maybe I need to learn that to… I  wonder if i could live there (like in India)? Hmm, would I like it.. Hmm, where is my career going…. Oh wow there is a shop, I need to buy every book here, these must be the best books ever because they sell them here… how many books can i read here, I need to read, I should read… Chanting, I hear it’s good maybe I should do that too. Should I do Yoga morning and night? But then when do I run? I need to be able to run 10KM by the time i leave.”

“Woah… you cray cray lady…. Stop…. Wow, you really need this Rajesh guy to sort you out tomorrow….”

Rajesh (Not sure how to describe him, here are some words…Mentor – Indian Guy – Ex Monk – Buddhist – Hindu – Meditation Leader):

“Sarah, you must stop with the extremes…

It’s a cycle… It’s a Loop.

Your life has a pattern, can’t you see….”

Lightbulb! Wow, this is nothing new to me, I know this, I always new this… why did it suddenly click in my head… was it the fresh coconuts and balmy weather?

Sarah’s Brain: “Okay, I definitely need to come here again… Should I live here? How can I, what skills do I have? Can I keep talking with Rajesh after this – we could do Skype sessions… how many, like once a week? Hmm, I think I need a meditation room.. oooh I should go on Pinterest.”

“No, bad Sarah – you’re banned from the internet this holiday… now go medititate or some shit”

Anyway, I wanted to share a few things I learned (I am sure they taught me more or I even got things a little wrong.. but either way this is what I took from the experience) or did whilst I was there…. because one it helps me to remember when I write them down and two because a few of you were very curious about it all!

One: Question my plan mentally before I agree to it (with myself)

This is kinda the self talk I need to start….

Sarah’s Brain: “Okay Sarah, that’s a great plan but let’s try this plan a different way… if you wanted to find the middle ground… what would you do? Lightbulb! Okay, this is what I choose….”

So, this is how it could go…

Sarah Brain: “I love Yoga, Yoga is good for you. I should do it every day and then on my next holiday I should go to India. In India I can do Yoga. I can even become a teacher. I mean I don’t want to give up my normal job, but perhaps I could do it as a hobby… Yeah, that’s a great plan.”

Imaginary Rajesh speaking (but yes, it’s really me talking to myself) – “Okay, that would be pretty amazing… but if you decided to start a little smaller…. where could we start… before you do all this stuff… If the opposite is doing nothing at all, where could you find the middle ground”

Sarah Brain: “Hmmm, okay… what would I recommend to someone else… I got it, I say you try doing Yoga once a week consistently for a year first and perhaps go somewhere really wonderful for a holiday again and do some Yoga, maybe every few days but with good teachers…”

It’s like magic… although like most things in life, I gotta make sure I actually do it…. Damn, I think that’s the hard part…

Sarah… Step away from Pinterest! Okay, well maybe that’s the other extreme… let me find some moderation…

I was so proud of resisting buying ANY books in both Kamalaya and Bangkok … I was tempted I had some in my hands, I browsed for a long time… so many plans….. But don’t worry, I did take pictures of every single book in the store… just for when I’m ready haha.

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Two: What you Love and Fear comes to you whether you like it or not!

Sarah’s Brain: “Okay, but before i stop hating stuff… can you please just help me get rid of the bit of excess fat I have and then I’ll start doing this… I promise!”

Explanation from Rajesh….

Sarah’s Brain: “Ah ha, okay I’m just beating myself up…. I’m so mean to me…. be nicer. Sympathise…”

Sarah Speaking Out Loud: “Okay Rajesh, I get it but, like I actually DO need to lose a few kg’s – so my mean chatter is mean but technically right… my pants and scale can prove it…” Sarah’s Brain: “and I saw this cute little outfit on Pinterest and I think I could rock it if I lost a few…”

Hmm, okay we’ll see how we go. I will need to actively practice this….. wish me luck in my pursuit!

Three: Maybe you just don’t like your plans… And just because you could, doesn’t mean you should!

I’d recently started running in a small group once a week and it was fun, social, not too challenging and I got a sense of accomplishment at the end. All in all it made me remember why I did love running once I got into the swing of things….. but of course I had big plans… (see point 2 on extemes) I would plan to smash the treadmill or beach each day in Kamalaya and by the end of the 5 days I would nail 10km – I mean 10KM in 14 weeks is way too long (Soft APP people who designed my new Running APP), who on earth needs that long – it’s all about discipline, now I have time, I used to run I can do that again… Plus I’d already given myself a break by not choosing the detox program, so I practially owed myself this.

Explanation from Rajesh about perhaps you turn something you like doing into a plan, but you don’t like the plan….

Sarah’ Brain: “Get out! What? No, I love Yoga… Running…. Entertaining…. Reading…..Partying….. Cooking….. Learning….. etc. etc I just need to sort out my motivation sometimes, I get distracted or lazy. Yep, I’m lazy.”

And a little more explanation from Rajesh. You plan things and in the process move away from what you actually enjoyed about the activity and turn it into something else…

Sarah’ Brain: “Maybe he had a point… but the session is up. Off to the wellness centre for a massage.”

So, day 1 and 2 I had some excuses – I mean hello, I was sooo busy and this place was so amazing… Then I felt guilty and decided to smash the treadmill, because I missed two days, I would have to run even further and faster to make up for it……. It was hot, I didn’t feel like it and I wanted to meet some people for breakfast (so I better run faster and only be 15 minutes late, because there is no way I am not running 6.5KM today!). So I did it and went to breakfast as bright as a beetroot.”

Sarah’s Brain (a little later that day): “Running…. okay, I don’t run in this place anymore…..”

So, I relaxed, I listened, I walked slowy and simply observed everything I could for the rest of the trip! 🙂


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My Two Favourite Meals – Raw Pad Thai and Prawn Betal Leave Wraps

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Okay, I couldn’t help but do a mini recreation of the Nut/Seed Buffet (served at Breakfast) when I got home (well I did it at work… of course all the jars match) … And I had to schedule in a private cooking lesson with the amazing Head Chef Edmond (because I did one, but was going to miss out on the 2nd class)… Okay, so a leopard can’t change all it’s spots in 5 days! haha.


And a little more Relaxing….




Anyway, I’m back in the land of the living again and trying to remember the wise words I heard there 🙂

Christmas Shanghai Style

Not celebrated by the Chinese but Christmas still comes to Shanghai!

A friend took this picture but I had to share as it sums things up so perfectly!

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I plan it out wonderfully…. (Christmas that is…). And I realise, Pinterest fuels my grand plans quite a bit!

I will buy a cheesy Xmas jumper and marvel at how ironic I am.

I will make gingerbread or christmas cupcakes and take into work.

I will decorate my Pavlova so it looks like a Christmas Reef.

I will start the day early, so I can do Yoga and Meditate.

I will enjoy breakfast of fresh cherries and strawberries with a cup of Twinings Christmas Tea.

I will slowly open my presents.

I will play with Marley and his new toys.

I will tart myself up a bit… in my Sunday bests so to speak.

I will brush my hair and do something with it.

I will clean the house-top to bottom before I go to work, that way I can relax when I come home and prepare for my guests.

I will…….

Then I wake up Christmas morning, on the couch, in my clothes, Marley staring me in the face and that familiar and nasty dry mouth feeling… Yep, seems I am a little hung!

I will buy a cheesy Xmas jumper at lunchtime. No way I am walking anywhere today.

I will make gingerbread or Christmas cupcakes and take into work. WTF.

I will decorate my Pavlova so it looks like a reef. I forgot to buy some Kiwis.

I will start the day early, so I can do Yoga and Meditate. No Fucking Way.

I will enjoy breakfast of fresh cherries and strawberries with a cup of Twinings Christmas Tea. Screw it, today is Starbucks Latte and Jumbo Scone day.

I will slowly open my presents. I am running late for work.. .later.

I will play with Marley and his new toys. Get out-of-the-way Marley, here eat this.

I will tart myself up a bit… in my Sunday bests so to speak. No Fucking Way.

I will brush my hair and do something with it. I will brush my teeth.

I will clean the house top to bottom before I go to work, that way i can relax when I come home and prepare for my guests. I will do it later on, I will get stressed and flustered whilst preparing for guests.

However, it took a bit of self punishment to realise I was doing exactly what the Indian Mentor in Thailand said I do… Bouncing back and forth between my extremes!

Idealist Sarah vs. Bad Ass Sarah

…. Bad Ass always wins in the end haha, but time to experiment with a new approach… today I’m not admitting defeat and so this means making a Gin and Tonic with the bag of lemons I gave myself!

So… I decided, I hadn’t ruined Christmas, it can wait till Lunch time…

Christmas waiting for me patiently as I rush off to work.

I mentally crossed a lot of things off my list…

Make Cupcakes. Gone

Yoga. Gone

Meditation. Gone

Then I added a few things:

Eat Tuna Salad for Christmas lunch because that’s what you feel like. Done

Give Red Envelopes with money to a few people. Done. Cash is King after all.


So, I went home at lunch, I tidied the place (translation, chucked out rubbish, stick things in my spare room and pretending the kitchen wasn’t full of dishes), I made myself a Christmas Tea (Twinings of course!). I pumped my new and cringe worthy favourite power song (Shake it Off – Taylor Swift), sat on a cushion and opened my presents.

By the way, thanks for Mum sending me the best gifts, she knows me very well! Marley enjoyed his gifts too.

I then proceeded to open the gifts for myself. Now this might sound a little kooky… but I decided on my retreat that it would be fun to buy myself a Christmas present and wrap it up (that’s not the kooky part… hang on) but I decided to take it a step further because I was feeling idealistic…. I purchased 3 Gifts….

    • One to make the past (young) me happy
    • One to make the present me happy
    • One to make the future me happy


And, whilst it’s almost embarrassing to say that I actually did this cheesy exercise, it was brilliant… I think I’m going to keep it going. Don’t judge me… I promise I still shave my armpits…. haha

And, I will end with a Joke I am stealing…

Q: Who is never hungry at Xmas?

A: The Turkey – he’s always stuffed.

Found the perfect tree… although i realise my choice of footwear could use some work…

My little Christmas








Eh, I’ve done stuff… Did it really happen if I didn’t blog about it?

So, lost my phone… Lost my photos… I kayaked somewhere, travelled somewhere else and well I thought of super awesome stuff to blog about…

But it’s gone…. Now I am letting go and moving forward!

Here are some randoms that made me happy, nothing special nothing amazing… Just stuff 🙂

Only took 2 months to buy sheets and a doona cover… What a luxury


Hot Cross Buns in November – don’t ask why, just stuff your face!


I’m just not that into you…

So, it’s been nearly 2 months and well the sparkle is starting wear off the whole do as much as you can, with anyone and at anytime mantra I embraced on arrival.

I guess I’m just a bit tired and well I wanna do exercise, eat right and I actually have real work to do at work now…. So, I’m starting to feel picky.

The hard thing is finding the right balance between welcoming and being open to new people and experience vs. sticking to people you have an instant connection with. So, how ‘nice’ do I be… I’d ideally go for always nice but I have a job and a cat to worry about too so it’s not always practical.

Especially the people I think of a potato chips… I like you, but I’m just not that into you…

I don’t really need them in my life, but sometimes they are in my presence and in the right mood I’m like screw it ‘eat the chips’. When I’m at parties and positioned near the bowl of chips I tend to go to town on them and enjoy them a lot….. But do I ever go to the shop or consider going to the shop to get some…. Nope.

So, what I’m saying is I like rice cakes, the really thin ones and I’ll make the effort to go to the international supermarket and pay twice the real price for them, but chips I’m just not sure how to manage you just yet…. Suggestions welcome from those of with a healthy sense of boundaries haha.

P.s. However, the cucumber flavour chips I ate when hungover here are the bomb!