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Since I've been home for the holidays, it has constantly rained. The creeks have been overflowing, workers have been stopped from getting to work, and we've been cut off from leaving the town.
I'm seeing the silver lining though, an extra day off work here and there, oodles of time to drink coffee's as I type up new blogs, play with my nephews in the yard, and watch movies as the rain pelts down and cools the blistering summer heat. The gardens are loving it more than a ginger biscuit likes to be dunked in milk.
Hurrah for the rain, and being able to bust out the brollies.
Jake and I were driving home from a Christmas shopping trip yesterday, and I was head-down and fully immersed in my Frankie magazine and after reading the article, 'Best Friends Forever', by Marieke Hardy, I instantly text, Popcorn to let her know that our favourite magazine had hit the stores. This is how the conversation went:
Me: Bonjour, the new Frankie's out, and it's good!
Popcorn: I know, I'm reading it as we type. It's getting me through my train ride to Brisbane. Did you see the article on BFF's?
Me: Yes, I just finished reading it, we are kindred. Go to page 49.
Popcorn: The man with the beard and the fox hat? haha, yes we are kindred.
It's little things like this that cement my friendships. Simple things like, being 8 hours away from each other, but still picking up a magazine that we both love, and reading it at the exact same time and thinking of each other. After reading the first line of the article, I realised that yes, when we are all together, I do look around at them and think how lucky I am, and when we aren't together I still look around and see them.
Case in point: Jake and I were in a shop yesterday and I looked over and saw a paper crane ornament. Instantly I picked it up, twirled it on my finger and thought of Shark. A few months ago she caught the origami bug, and made us all paper cranes out of envelopes, and now, whenever I see anything origami-related she springs into my mind.
Another Case in point: Denim dresses. Bird you know this is about you, and all the rest- Sideburns, Kevin Bacon, fur vests, Bieber fever, plaited rats tails, my hatred for RW, German Shepherds, heart attacks under beds, green polka dot dresses in kindy photos and the list could go on for as long as we've known each other.
How lucky I am to have these wonderful people in my life, that aren't just friends, but permanent - like the image of a naked grandma at the beach in a string bikini on a rolled out bamboo mat- Friends, this is how I see you, Pina Colada and all.
If one more person utters these words to me, "Darl you need your roots done", or "Why is your hair two colours?" I am possibly going to get a shirt made that says, "Balayage is in, bad ass".
I've been on the Balayage Bandwagon for some time now, and over the last 18mths I have been growing my colour out and then gradually getting my sister to use her trusty hairdresser skills to lighten my locks.
It looks cool on Alexa, and I think that gal is cooler than an ol' fashioned fan-sing-a-long, so I followed suit. My friends get it, my family get it, but a lot of others didn't really hop on the balayage train and ride it all the way to the end, instead they bought a ticket and decided it looked awful and demanded their money back. Shame on them!
There are also those other peeps, that don't know what balayage/ombre is, and question why you haven't taken that much needed trip to the hair salon to get a touch up. Before I touch anyone up with a bottle of peroxide to the hair (I kid, I kid) I advise everyone to google Miss Chung, and get on that train, ride it to the end and bring balayage into your life, because you'll never look back, peeps.
CHooooo CHooooo!
Bonjour,
I've left Townsville, finished my degree, moved home, have been absent from blogging, and am currently preparing for my adventure with popcorn as we embark on NY, Ireland, London and Europe - Sheeesh, Kapeesh!
But, I am going to be on the blogosphere as of now, and I shall not be leaving, ever again. Hurrah!
I'm missing my Townsville life a lot. I'm going to admit it - I miss University. Seeing this snapshot below reminds me of stress, but also of morning coffees, late night's watching youtube and Friends, ringing Bird, sleeping in, classes with friends, researching and putting pen to paper to marvel essay's that will hopefully allow me to pass - phew!
I did love University, I did love Townsville and I do miss my life there, but enough with the sad sack that I have become and on with the future - the prospect of a new career in journalism, a new home to finally be able to burr up a Kitchen Aid, and an income that will provide me with the dosh to finance all my trips to the Sunshine Coast to see Popcorn, and to Townsville to see my best friend, Bird and my favourite people - Shark, B-riley, Elle, Harker and of course the rest of the flock, who I miss more than peanut butter misses jelly.
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