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nomoreuturnsI bought a bottle each of Baileys, Kahlua, frangelico, and white creme de cacao on Tuesday and made myself a Toblerone martini. I let my mum have a sip and it pretty much knocked her off her feet...it appears that the Waddell alcohol tolerance skipped a generation.
I got my new glasses on Wednesday! At first I thought there was something wrong with them because when I put them on it felt like I was drunk, but when I called Matthew he said "Good, I'd be surprised if you didn't feel drunk" and said it was because my glasses are stronger than my contacts. I've acclimatised to it now, but it was very strange at the time.
I went down to see my hairdresser (also called Chantelle) for the first time since I left and got my hair chopped. She did a fantastic job, as always...went from shoulder-length to a short bob. It was great to catch up with her, and also to meet the newest addition to her clan, baby Brock. When I left, her son Blake was just a toddler and Kane was a baby...now Blake is nearly four, Kane is nearly two, and Brock is five months. (There are two other sons: Matt, 17, from Chantelle's first marriage, and Karl, 10, from her husband's first marriage.) Blake, Kane, and Brock are absolutely adorable...Brock is the happiest little baby I have ever seen, Kane is this tiny little muppet with a grin as big as the sky, and Blake loves Garfield and is a cheeky little beggar. Before I left, I gave Chantelle a bear, a moose, and a bib for Blake, Kane, and Brock. Twenty minutes later, mum got a call then passed me her phone: Blake called up to say thank-you for the "aminimals from Canada". No lie, my heart melted.
Went to Target at Runaway Bay to get new sheets for my bed; they didn't have any sets for doubles. Decided to go to another Target tomorrow when it's not 34 degrees out and headed to Kiwi Kai instead, where I caught up with my old boss and her granddaughter. We bought two mussel pies, some tomato sauce, and some Fresh-Up, got given a Cookie Time biscuit for free, and I managed to possibly secure some work for next week. *fingers crossed*
We're still living in a dust bowl. So much haaaaate. The haze on the horizon and the not being able to breathe properly and the itchy eyes/sneezing/coughing has gotten real old, real fast. Hopefully the dust will settle soon...hopefully we'll get some rain soon, though it'll probably bounce right off. :/
So yes! First week back in Oz: done.
I got my new glasses on Wednesday! At first I thought there was something wrong with them because when I put them on it felt like I was drunk, but when I called Matthew he said "Good, I'd be surprised if you didn't feel drunk" and said it was because my glasses are stronger than my contacts. I've acclimatised to it now, but it was very strange at the time.
I went down to see my hairdresser (also called Chantelle) for the first time since I left and got my hair chopped. She did a fantastic job, as always...went from shoulder-length to a short bob. It was great to catch up with her, and also to meet the newest addition to her clan, baby Brock. When I left, her son Blake was just a toddler and Kane was a baby...now Blake is nearly four, Kane is nearly two, and Brock is five months. (There are two other sons: Matt, 17, from Chantelle's first marriage, and Karl, 10, from her husband's first marriage.) Blake, Kane, and Brock are absolutely adorable...Brock is the happiest little baby I have ever seen, Kane is this tiny little muppet with a grin as big as the sky, and Blake loves Garfield and is a cheeky little beggar. Before I left, I gave Chantelle a bear, a moose, and a bib for Blake, Kane, and Brock. Twenty minutes later, mum got a call then passed me her phone: Blake called up to say thank-you for the "aminimals from Canada". No lie, my heart melted.
Went to Target at Runaway Bay to get new sheets for my bed; they didn't have any sets for doubles. Decided to go to another Target tomorrow when it's not 34 degrees out and headed to Kiwi Kai instead, where I caught up with my old boss and her granddaughter. We bought two mussel pies, some tomato sauce, and some Fresh-Up, got given a Cookie Time biscuit for free, and I managed to possibly secure some work for next week. *fingers crossed*
We're still living in a dust bowl. So much haaaaate. The haze on the horizon and the not being able to breathe properly and the itchy eyes/sneezing/coughing has gotten real old, real fast. Hopefully the dust will settle soon...hopefully we'll get some rain soon, though it'll probably bounce right off. :/
So yes! First week back in Oz: done.
