Happy Weekend!

Hooray!  It's the weekend and I'm so thankful.  Right now Adam is at the supermarket getting things to make Buckwheat Pancakes for breakfast and I'm going to brew some coffee.

The sun is shining but the air is crisp.  This weekend is pretty relaxed for us, we are traveling up the coast a little bit for a friends graduation so we'll make it into a mini road trip and sing along in the car.

Photo by me

Photo by me

Photo by me - this is Gnorman the Gnome. I made him and he travels in the car with us. 

He always looks a little queasy. 

That's us!

Have a fantastic weekend everyone!  What are you all up to, and what are you looking forward to over the next couple of days?

xx

In the Neighbourhood

On Friday I finished work early and took a walk around my neighbourhood with my crappy camera:


















The place I live is by a beach across the sea from Wellington. There is a ferry that goes from one pier to the other, and business people commute each day. It's the first European settlement in the Wellington region, being settled in January 1840. The first settlers arrived on the ship Aurora., but the settlement was abandoned and everyone moved over to Wellington on account of the settlement resting on a swamp, which is understandable.
New Zealand is a young country. Most of the original architecture remains, which isn't a great feat considering it's only 100 years old. I like the place that I live. It's quaint and feels like a little village. It's multicultural and creative. But my mind is still on Sydney.

Do you live where you do deliberately, or is it just something that happened because of convenience? And if you could, where else on earth would you most like to live?

Happy Valentines Day!

I used to hate Valentines Day with a passion, usually spending it with a bottle of red wine and Liz Phair's "Exile in Guyville" album.

This year I had a great time. We stayed in and watched Woody Allen films, then had a picnic in the lounge.

I am so thankful for my husband. I am so thankful that I am able to experience love, to love someone else completely and be loved in return.

Here is us at our wedding, and the reading we shared:

Love is a temporary madness,

it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides.

And when it subsides you have to make a decision.

You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together

that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is.

Love is not breathlessness,

it is not excitement,

it is not the promulgation of eternal passion.

That is just being "in love" which any fool can do.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away,

and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

Those that truly love, have roots that grow towards each other underground,

and when all the pretty blossom have fallen from their branches,

they find that they are one tree and not two.

- Louis de Bernières

Happy Weekend!

It's rainy and grey here today, so we are hiding inside watching the Winter Olympics. We are both huge fans of the Olympics and get really devoted. The New Zealand television commentary is just cringe worthy and embarrassing I almost can't handle it.

Before the weather crapped out we raced down to our local farmers market by the river to pick up some eggs and vegetables.
Since watching Food. Inc we have been completely vegetarian and also trying to buy local produce.








Then we went home and I made the most perfect poached egg that I had to document:


Look at how round it is! This makes me happy. Served with fresh sourdough bread, mushroom, onion, baked beans and tofu hotdogs and cottage cheese.

Here are some pictures of our trip to the bookstore last week:










Have a great weekend everyone!

First Roll of Holga

Adam bought me a Holga for my birthday last year and we finally got a couple of the rolls back. None of the photos taken after dark turned out, and there are some places in the film which are completely transparent, which I guess is the deal with a plastic camera!
Here are some of my favourites. The rest can be found on our flickr account over on the right there.

Happy Birthday Adam

It was a momentous occasion in our household this week, as my dear husband, Adam, turned 30.
Adam is one of those people who loves celebrations and holidays, so in the name of milking it, we had a three day long celebration, ending in us watching The O.C in bed surrounded by bags of Cheetos, Doritos and Combos his parents had sent over in a care package from The States. American cheesy things have a strange artificial colour to them and they're almost florescent. Not that that put me off.

Last night we went out to dinner with friends. Adam wanted an ice-cream cake which didn't make the journey but was still edible. Wellington was completely over-run with bogans, in town to see AC/DC play.

Some photos of the last few days:









It's a Saturday night here and it's hot. We're drinking beers and watching a program about a man who only eats biscuits. Life is good.