Only I am doing it with a better hair do and smile. ;-)
I'm off to India for Christmas and New Year's Eve/Day, and then its Bangkok and Thailand for a week and a half of cocktails, Thai food, beaches, markets, more food, and definitely more cocktails.
Be sure to tune in.
Three weeks from now I will have a plenty of stories.
xoxo
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
What is the best and worst Christmas present you have ever received?
Ah Christmas, time for giving and spending time with loved ones.
It’s a time for drinking copious amounts of alcohol and eating your weight in food.
It’s a time to battle the shops, trying in vain to find a present for someone who has everything.
A present for someone who returns everything you buy, and can do it without a receipt.
A present for someone who lives in gadget land and anything you buy is already so six months ago and they managed to find something better online, and overseas.
A present for someone who doesn’t want anything but beer, chocolate, and more chocolate.
So this year I get to escape it all and head overseas for India. My happy place.
I get to avoid unwrapping yet another useless piece of overpriced crap made in China.
So what’s the worst present you ever received?
My best worst year, I received:
* a bottle of waterbed conditioner
* a packet of Willy Wonka blackcurrant sugar lollies
* Kath and Kim DVDs (now I like the show but I would only watch it if there was nothing else on television), and
* the crème de la crème – a Jane Fonda mother daughter relationship book.
This was all I got for Christmas.
The presents I got for everyone else was absolutely fantastic that the words used were ‘awesome’ ‘you out did yourself this year’ and ‘this Christmas rocks!!’.
I decided to yell out
THIS IS THE WORST CHRISTMAS EVER!!
And then hit the Sangria punch and drank, and drank and drank all my troubles away. At 10am! It’s all good, it had juice and fruit in it so it wasn’t all bad.
From then on, I decided Christmas was going to be about eating, being merry and enjoying each other’s company. No more presents. I also made sure I never drove and that there was plenty of alcohol to go around.
Probably the main issue is an Italian Christmas is not as simple as one might think. Or is just my Italian Christmas that is filled with food, alcohol, food, unaddressed family issues and lots of screaming and yelling (and this is just us talking).
And the best part of Italian Christmas 2010 is that I’M NOT HERE FOR IT! And while I will miss my family and the beautiful lunch my mother cooks every year, I am looking forward to spending three weeks with my wonderful and fantastic friend, Samantha.
So what’s the best, and the worst present you have ever received?
It’s a time for drinking copious amounts of alcohol and eating your weight in food.
It’s a time to battle the shops, trying in vain to find a present for someone who has everything.
A present for someone who returns everything you buy, and can do it without a receipt.
A present for someone who lives in gadget land and anything you buy is already so six months ago and they managed to find something better online, and overseas.
A present for someone who doesn’t want anything but beer, chocolate, and more chocolate.
So this year I get to escape it all and head overseas for India. My happy place.
I get to avoid unwrapping yet another useless piece of overpriced crap made in China.
So what’s the worst present you ever received?
My best worst year, I received:
* a bottle of waterbed conditioner
* a packet of Willy Wonka blackcurrant sugar lollies
* Kath and Kim DVDs (now I like the show but I would only watch it if there was nothing else on television), and
* the crème de la crème – a Jane Fonda mother daughter relationship book.
This was all I got for Christmas.
The presents I got for everyone else was absolutely fantastic that the words used were ‘awesome’ ‘you out did yourself this year’ and ‘this Christmas rocks!!’.
I decided to yell out
THIS IS THE WORST CHRISTMAS EVER!!
And then hit the Sangria punch and drank, and drank and drank all my troubles away. At 10am! It’s all good, it had juice and fruit in it so it wasn’t all bad.
From then on, I decided Christmas was going to be about eating, being merry and enjoying each other’s company. No more presents. I also made sure I never drove and that there was plenty of alcohol to go around.
Probably the main issue is an Italian Christmas is not as simple as one might think. Or is just my Italian Christmas that is filled with food, alcohol, food, unaddressed family issues and lots of screaming and yelling (and this is just us talking).
And the best part of Italian Christmas 2010 is that I’M NOT HERE FOR IT! And while I will miss my family and the beautiful lunch my mother cooks every year, I am looking forward to spending three weeks with my wonderful and fantastic friend, Samantha.
So what’s the best, and the worst present you have ever received?
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Figuring out men can't be this hard
Looks like a date.
Walks like a date.
Smells like a date.
Eats like a date.
But it’s no date.
I am dating no one.
See that makes no sense without any background so I will lay my heart on my sleeve and put it all out there and hopefully (you will be kind) and maybe give me an idea as what is actually happening.
I met this guy two months ago via a dating website.
We emailed and emailed and emailed until we met in person.
This man is shy but very sweet and has lovely arms (big fan of that) and is kind.
So we go on non date number one which is at a local café, an institution if I may call it, Gus Café in the city of Canberra. The non date was just supposed to be a coffee and ended up being dinner and more drinks. It was probably the best non date I have ever been on. It was so easy and comfortable. No awkward moments. Before the non date ended, he had already organised another one.
Second and third non dates were quite similar – drink, dinner and more drinks but no touching, no attempt to brush my hand or arm at any point.
Fourth non date was a walk around Lake Burley Griffin, the Kingston Markets and then the sharing of food while we walked back around the lake. Non date ended but not before another one was set up (but again no attempt to show any affection).
Fifth non date was at a local country show and I decided the gloves were off. I was going to make to flirt (and please note, I cannot flirt and find it very difficult) so it went like this… we delicately nudged each other while we joked (for me, it was to make physical contact with him; no idea what he was on about). Then he wanted me to see the house he bought nearby so we walked together and I stayed close and ‘accidentally’ brushed his hand; he didn’t try to touch my hand.
Then as he walked me to my car and I had taken one of his flowers from his house, I smelt the flower and very subtly held it to my nose and smelt it, and then held it to his to smell, while keeping my eyes on him. And NOTHING!
So I kissed him goodbye on the cheek and as I moved to my car, he suggested catching up again… I think this is the pattern.
Skip to the eighth date and I was invited to a family birthday dinner. His younger brother was celebrating his birthday with his girlfriend and best friend and I was invited. Now to me meeting family is serious… FOR A FREAKING EIGTH DATE! WITH NO KISS!
I don’t get it. When it ended, I stood there, ready and waiting for the kiss to happen. I was standing close (very close) and NOTHING!!! What the fuck! Sorry about the language but seriously! I don’t get it, I just don’t get it.
Without tooting my horn, I am not unattractive, I have a great set of breasts that I am quite proud of and have complemented on in the past, by past boyfriends too, and my arse is nice and high. SO WHAT THE HELL!?!
I need help. I need to know if I am misreading the signs and the man is just interested in friendship. And, I must tell you, if he is, I am a happy with that too. He is a very sweet man, whom I would love to have a friend if that was all on offer.
Obviously, I would like more.
So do I ask the question, I do not want to ask… are we just friends or is something more?
No one likes to put themselves out there; especially me.
I am confident with every other aspect of my life but when it comes to men, I have absolutely no fucking idea. Sorry about the language but it I need to emphasise how crap I am with getting any attention from the opposite sex.
So, your thoughts?
Is this man friend? Or more?
Walks like a date.
Smells like a date.
Eats like a date.
But it’s no date.
I am dating no one.
See that makes no sense without any background so I will lay my heart on my sleeve and put it all out there and hopefully (you will be kind) and maybe give me an idea as what is actually happening.
I met this guy two months ago via a dating website.
We emailed and emailed and emailed until we met in person.
This man is shy but very sweet and has lovely arms (big fan of that) and is kind.
So we go on non date number one which is at a local café, an institution if I may call it, Gus Café in the city of Canberra. The non date was just supposed to be a coffee and ended up being dinner and more drinks. It was probably the best non date I have ever been on. It was so easy and comfortable. No awkward moments. Before the non date ended, he had already organised another one.
Second and third non dates were quite similar – drink, dinner and more drinks but no touching, no attempt to brush my hand or arm at any point.
Fourth non date was a walk around Lake Burley Griffin, the Kingston Markets and then the sharing of food while we walked back around the lake. Non date ended but not before another one was set up (but again no attempt to show any affection).
Fifth non date was at a local country show and I decided the gloves were off. I was going to make to flirt (and please note, I cannot flirt and find it very difficult) so it went like this… we delicately nudged each other while we joked (for me, it was to make physical contact with him; no idea what he was on about). Then he wanted me to see the house he bought nearby so we walked together and I stayed close and ‘accidentally’ brushed his hand; he didn’t try to touch my hand.
Then as he walked me to my car and I had taken one of his flowers from his house, I smelt the flower and very subtly held it to my nose and smelt it, and then held it to his to smell, while keeping my eyes on him. And NOTHING!
So I kissed him goodbye on the cheek and as I moved to my car, he suggested catching up again… I think this is the pattern.
Skip to the eighth date and I was invited to a family birthday dinner. His younger brother was celebrating his birthday with his girlfriend and best friend and I was invited. Now to me meeting family is serious… FOR A FREAKING EIGTH DATE! WITH NO KISS!
I don’t get it. When it ended, I stood there, ready and waiting for the kiss to happen. I was standing close (very close) and NOTHING!!! What the fuck! Sorry about the language but seriously! I don’t get it, I just don’t get it.
Without tooting my horn, I am not unattractive, I have a great set of breasts that I am quite proud of and have complemented on in the past, by past boyfriends too, and my arse is nice and high. SO WHAT THE HELL!?!
I need help. I need to know if I am misreading the signs and the man is just interested in friendship. And, I must tell you, if he is, I am a happy with that too. He is a very sweet man, whom I would love to have a friend if that was all on offer.
Obviously, I would like more.
So do I ask the question, I do not want to ask… are we just friends or is something more?
No one likes to put themselves out there; especially me.
I am confident with every other aspect of my life but when it comes to men, I have absolutely no fucking idea. Sorry about the language but it I need to emphasise how crap I am with getting any attention from the opposite sex.
So, your thoughts?
Is this man friend? Or more?
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