Another weekend brought on another weekend out of the city that is home, Auckland. Skipping out of work after a last minute fire drill, car pre loaded, we drove straight on to the already stalled motorway, and set off on our five and a half hour drive south. Sure, that’s a lengthy time, but that … More Wonderful weekend wanders
A year ago, one of Bradley’s closest pals from his uni days, popped the question to his Personal Penguin. After having lived with them both myself for ten months, I was super happy that they were making the official, totally official. All my ‘Congratulations’ however, was simmering on top of a pot of anxiety.
Sunday evening has come to an end, and I was hoping to be thrilled that my 13 day stretch of back to back 9 – 11 hour plus shifts was up after tomorrow’s finale, and on Tuesday, I could rest. But no… and not just because my body would probably go in to shock if … More It best not come in threes. Please.
After yesterdays blog post, I decided to make the most of my rostered day off today and not only get the house ready for the boyfriends return, but to get my fat arse in that kitchen and off fast food delivery web sites.
Working shifts comes with pro’s and con’s like any working pattern. However, when your contract states you must work just two weekend shifts in a calendar month, it appears that the pro’s do in fact outweigh the con’s. Especially when I rostered myself off for a weekend that just so happened to remind the people … More (Sugar + exercise = weekend) + The Mount = a GREAT weekend
A minions handful of weeks ago, the boy and I jumped on to our bargain bonanza flights to Wellington, for a weekend of non-Auckland surroundings.
Four years ago today, like actually today, I skipped off the delightful plane and nervously made my way through the airport. Don’t go thinking I was nervous because I had drugs on my person, that wasn’t the case, and no, they weren’t in my luggage either, I was nervous because it was my last chance … More Anniversary happy.
With it being two weeks since I returned from the tropical paradise of the Cook Island, and to my eyes, the tan working its way down the 50 Shades of Brown scale (“you’re so tanned Sam”, say my colleagues, but what do they know. I need me my freckles!!), I thought it an ideal time … More Rarotonga: too beautiful for even my word quota.
Three English gals, all celebrating receiving their NZ Residency in the last 6 months or so, what better way to toast the occasion, than with tea. You can take the girls out of England… Myself and two girlfriends, who a little over three years ago, were complete strangers to each other, having all arrived in … More Tea for two. Or in this case, three is the magic number.
I’m baaaaaaaaaaaack!!! Be patient there my dear readers, I am back, and I’m fresh and new, but no doubt, I’m still gunna blah blah blah all up in your face. 2017 was the year I wanted to turn it around aye, the year I wanted to shake off the negativity and ailments, along with just … More Count me in *taps drumsticks*