To clarify -
I am currently sitting at my "home office" desk eating a hummus sandwich (wholegrain bread), wearing Ugg boots (but cheap-a-likee version), my girlfriend/partner's sweatshirt, Joni Mitchell is playing on iTunes shuffle...and I am writing a blog. Christ on a bike. Right, time for some rampantly non-lesbian music - Dee-lite (retro disco time! Oh, that's quite camp isn't it? Arse.). I'm going to try some "late" Depeche Mode instead.
And...and this is a big AND, later this year Jo & I will be entering into a civil union. That sounds very grown up, doesn't it? Is being uncivil to one another grounds for separation, sort of a less dramatic irreconcilable differences? Makes me think of having tea & cake and making polite conversation. But more of that later.
Yes, I have been lax in blogging. I know. In fact, I doubt anyone will actually read this because they've probably forgotten about the blog, which is quite liberating. I can say all sorts of stupid crap now. Huzzah! But I/we've been busy. The run up to Christmas was a bit nuts - flying trips to the UK, job interviews, turning down job following aforementioned interview, finishing one temp contract, starting another, one half of parents arriving, and the weather being so monumentally crap that people are still talking about it. Honestly, it came up in conversation with a neighbour last night. After Christmas wasn't much more settled (though I did manage to pass my restricted driving licence test - go me! Jo says I have to let the thing about almost causing a huge accident go.) and January was a maelstrom of socialising, particularly the combined whammy of parental visit/departure and one of my closest friends over here selfishly being forced to move back to Sydney. Mutual consolation has been given (?) by a promise to go over for Mardi Gras next year - we get free accommodation and excellent company, they get the benefit of seeing my scowl in full effect. Everybody's happy!
I've mostly spent the last few weeks in recovery mode and doing intermittent training for our latest athletic endeavours - the annual Round The Bays 7km run. That was last Sunday. Jo jog/walked with a friend, whilst I jogged the whole damn way! Woo hoo. I've been doing my running locally and whilst Newtown itself isn't frantically hilly, it's quite hard to go any distance without having to go uphill, so that was quite knackering to begin with. I was taking the dog with me for a while, you know delusions of being one of those really hearty outdoorsy/sporty types you get on feminine hygiene adverts, but she thinks running on a lead is boring and starts to go really slowly. The 'dragging dog down the road' look isn't all that hot, so I've taken to leaving her at home whilst I go out and look dead fit. Sort of. Anyway, Round The Bays was a darn sight easier than I thought it would be, so that was gratifying.
But yesterday I was inspired to re-blog. This was mainly due to a blog I was reading called "Ham & Cheese on Wry", which I would heartily recommend as it made me laugh so hard I started crying at one point. So I thought I'd best get back to it, rather than just being a slacker. I even considered starting another anonymous blog so I could be really and truly rude about stuff without anyone knowing it was me, but I am aware of my limitations, both of ego & of writing time/inspiration. Though one of our neighbours would make great material. Yesterday I mentioned watching something on YouTube and she asked if I'd checked out PornTube? Excuse me? And, please note, this is the first conversation I have ever had with her. Being British I, of course, just quickly moved the conversation on. But, what the? She mentioned that they might be having an 80s themed party in a couple of weeks, so I can torment everyone with my supercool music collection. I'm fairly excited, and yet strangely nervous.
Hole on iTunes now - is that lesbo or rrrriot grrrl? Or however the hell you spell it. I went to the local independent music shop and bought a whole load of CDs for dirt cheap, including Hole and Nine Inch Nails (I'm sure there is a song of theirs I like, but have no idea what it is). This was a direct result of spending the morning working at the cafe and having to listen to the Best of MTV Unplugged - I actually started laughing during the Alanis Morissette 'number' and got strangely angry during Bryan Adams - so off to the shops it was to counteract it with something/anything else. I really wanted something by the Jam (I watched "The Matador" the other week, crap film, but reminded me how good "a Town Called Malice" is), but they didn't have anything. Ho hum.
Will get back to you with news of "civilisation"...and yes, I will be wearing a dress. A "friend" (they know who they are) made some comment about the fact that if Jo wore a dress and I wore trousers/slacks we would look like a couple of lesbians, I pointed out that a couple of women getting 'married' was going to look pretty lesbian no matter what we do.
Arrivederci!
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Thanks for the link!! Glad you get a kick out of my site. I am absolutely chuffed that my appeal extends across the pond. For a while there, it was mostly straight married Midwestern housewives who were digging my site. Those emails were often, uh, interesting. Yeah, interesting. That's the word.
Anyhoo, thanks again for the shout out. I look forward to reading your blog as well!
Cheers,
Curly :)
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