is makin’ mapo tofu.
Kristine Howard shared a link.
loves that the Snook is grateful for a missus who watches cricket all day and drinks stout, when hello? Having a partner who thinks that’s awesome? I WIN.
is suddenly facing the last day of vacation. Too soon, too soon.
Petey Update: Isn’t he a gorgeous boy?
This week Petey saw the vet and got his microchip inserted, which means he’s officially OURS. (Snookums insisted I register his name as “Professor Death,” which was slightly embarrassing.) He’s already much healthier than he was three weeks ago! His coat is getting shiny, and he looks a lot less starved. The huge improvement has been in his sociability. He’s gone from being very nervous and skittish to being incredibly affectionate and sweet. He loves to be petted and scratched. He’s even letting us hold him and pick him up!
We kept him sequestered in the laundry room for the first few days, but we soon gave in and let him have the run of the house. It’s been hilarious watching his interactions with Amy. Since he’s too small to be a threat, her main reaction seems to be one of SUPREME EFFING ANNOYANCE. He keeps trying to make friends, and she mostly rebuffs him and stomps away. I nearly made her head explode last night when I put down a big bowl of kitten milk, and she was torn between the urge to flee and the greedy desire to slurp it up beside him like the little piggy that she is. (Her pride won out. She gave me a dirty look and slunk away like a sullen teenager.) Progress is happening though. I’ve seen them touch noses once or twice, and the past two mornings we’ve woken to the sounds of cats chasing each other up and down the house. (Which is awesome, considering that one of the main reasons we wanted another cat was to give her exercise.) He’s just this stubborn little brother, wearing down her resistance. Yesterday morning she was lying on the floor in my office when he crept in and stretched out beside her. I immediately snapped a photo before she remembered that she hates him. Score one for Petey!
is embarrassed by how much she enjoyed the Twilight movie. I am a self-hating twi-hard.
is going to the Chippo Farmer’s Market.
Meeting of the Top Secret Twi-Hards Club
Today myself and four other ladies-who-shall-not-be-named (though three of them are bloggers and you could probably guess!) slunk into Hoyts Broadway to finally see the awesomeness that is Twilight. I was the only one that had read the book, so they were all coming to it fresh (other than certain details – LIKE SPARKLINESS – that I may have let slip). Anyway, I was pretty much prepared for it to fully suck… and it kinda did. There were a lot of cringeworthy moments, like the whole biology class scene and Jasper’s horrendous facial expression and Volchok‘s scenery-chewing. And it didn’t help that one of our group was pissing herself with laughter through all the intense romantic scenes. But at the same time… I also kinda LOVED IT. I know, I know! Yes, the silly hair, the brooding glances, the ridiculous special effects, all of it. It was just ridiculous cheesy teenage melodrama, you know? But so’s opera, really, and sometimes I like that stuff. And hey, some reviewers thought it was good! I don’t need to be ashamed for enjoying it… right? (I know. I suck.)
Okay, I’ve had a little sleep so hopefully I can stop ALL-CAPS SHOUTING now. (Sorry about that.) The SMH has posted their official fireworks photos, which focuses on the Bridge and probably looks like the bits you saw on TV. Our view was from a roof in Pyrmont, which meant that while we couldn’t see the Bridge itself, we got to watch the fireworks exploding from six different locations. And we were pretty much level with them, which was exciting. Here’s the video I shot. (The music is from the party. The spots where it goes dark are where I’m trying to focus on my fellow partygoers, but my little camera just couldn’t make them out.)
Thanks again to Tim for inviting us!
Far Side Reenactments done in photography. Nice! I’m just disappointed nobody’s done my favorite (“Llook out Llarry! It’s the llandllord!”) yet.
Happy New Year! It’s 1:30am and the Snook and I just got back from my friend Tim’s New Year’s Eve party. He’s got an eighth floor apartment in Pyrmont, which meant that we could see six of the harbour fireworks locations. It was AWESOME. I took quite a bit of video that I’ll upload in the morning. We also had our first go at Rock Band on the PS3, and ZOMG, I NEED THIS GAME. I had a reluctant turn at the drums, thinking I’d suck, when in actuality I ROCKED. We need to get this game as soon as possible. Seriously.
Also, when we got home, we discovered that Petey had thrown up ON OUR BED. Poor little guy.
is trying to decide the best time to head to this NYE party, knowing that the earlier I start drinking, the harder it’s going to be to stay up til midnight…
is all “Happy New Year!” NZ may be first, but Sydney is definitely the best. (Video of Sydney fireworks is coming in the morning.)
Thanks to Tim for inviting us to the party!
is cracking open my 2009 Moleskine weekly planner with glee.
Such a good party…
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