HAPPY EASTER!

Happy Easter everyone!!

So far I’ve had a pretty good one!

I’ve been mostly enjoying my time to relax and not really doing much.

I think that it’s best when you get a long weekend particularly one that goes for four days to simply relax. It’s a rare opportunity to get time off that’s for more than 2-3 days and when we take it we should enjoy it.

Good Friday for me was simply a “me” day. The kind where you don’t have an alarm clock to wake you up, you’re in a pretty lazy mood all day and you even take it as far as staying in your pjs all day. Although I managed to get up at 7:30am which for me is actually a 2 hour sleep in – I still didn’t really do much. Except I did bake a upside down polenta plum cake.

Yesterday was also good because the day itself was quite similar. Then last night myself and a few friends went out for dinner and a movie. We had crepes at a place that makes gluten-free crepes – which were delicious!! Then we went to watch “Hyde Park on Hudson”. A very funny movie set in the 1930s about a woman called Daisy and her “relationship” with President Roosevelt in the time where the King of England was trying to convince America to go to war with them. A good movie and one that I would recommend.

Today I woke to find that the Easter Bunny delivered to my door a large chocolate bunny and eggs to go with it.  A very lovely surprise to wake up to!

I’m now slowly getting through emails, eating toast, drinking tea and awaiting a skype date from my Aunty!

All in all – I’m very happy with how these Easter holidays have been. On that note

HAPPY EASTER!!!

I hope we all enjoy it!

🙂

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Safeway, Movies, a Wonderful Friend and the Perfect Easter!

As Good Friday rolled round, my bags were packed and I was ready to go.  There was no exact plan in my trip to Kyneton to visit my friend Mia except that I knew that I had decided to get the 10:35am bus to Sunbury which would lead me to a train arriving at Kyneton station at 12:30pm…

It felt great… to get up and leave. Leave my home work, my cat (being looked after by house-mates), any potential dishes or laundry behind and go see a friend!

The first stop was the station to buy my ticket – which I happened to do so nearly two hours before my bus left – oops, but better than being late…

As I had time to spare, a trip to the coffee shop was quite appropriate. A cafe latte and flourless lemon and poppy-seed cake – ordered, I was pretty happy in being early… a leisurely wait for my bus meant that I had enjoyed my early start and didn’t feel rushed! It was great.

My bus arrived at 10am giving passengers plenty of time to board it and as I had a magazine and Harry Potter 4 –  I didn’t mind at all…

Before we knew it, we were already in Sunbury – most of us passengers got of the bus and headed straight for the train, we were wrongly directed for platform 2, luckily though we quickly realised this mistake and headed back to the right platform where our train was already waiting… back to the world of Harry Potter and a chapter later, the train had left…

It was such a quick journey that before I knew it I was greeted by the lovely Mia… we stopped by in the town of Kyneton for a bit of baby present shopping as a friend of hers was having twins – yikes…!! Hard decisions were made, but as I have since been told that the soon to be mother loved the present – I think the right ones were made…

We then headed towards her house via IGA – where we bought some much-needed lunch supplies…and some other things for later. Once we arrived to her place, there was many things to decide – like what to watch on T.V or what movie to pick for that night… ahh well life is tough when you have the weekend off…

After lots of chats, T.V watching and consuming of lunch and many hours later – it was now time for dinner… GF pasta with bacon and chicken and a cream sauce… which meant that we both sinned…oops…next year I’ll be good and eat fish… but then again some people say it’s more of a catholic thing and techniquely I’m anglican…so it should be all good right…

Yes so back to the weekend…

We decided on watching Easy A as our dinner movie…which I must say surprised me as it was really funny and I loved Olive’s parents. They were played by Stanley Tucci and Patricia Clarkson – couldn’t you imagine them being your parents?!?! I mean – they were just brilliant… quirky, honest, fun…allowing their children to make mistakes etc and in their own way…or however way you want to describe it… was just great to watch. 🙂 Also the outfits that Olive wore when she was dressing as a “slut” was just so creative. ah… good film.

After Easy A, Save the Last Dance was on – another good film…with the dancing, the love, the ballet meets hip hop, how the girl had to live without her mother, etc – all caught up in one cool story…great film…

Saturday had slowly crept up and I woke with a sore throat…which I thought I could ‘nip in the bud’ or however the saying goes…

That didn’t quite happen…although I did try…

Our friend Jenna who had come home to visit her family from living in Canada came round after lunch and another trip into town – except this time to Safeway… where I picked up some lemsip, honey and a few other bits and pieces…

and we chatted and chatted and chatted… after not seeing another good friend for a really long time it was hard not to chat as we did… the afternoon soon turned into the evening… Jenna went home and Mia and I decided to pick up some Pizza… she got Honey Chicken and I got Greek Souvalki (as in the toppings were ingredients you would find in a souvlaki)…

More movies and some episodes of Sex and the City it was shortly time for bed…

Sunday rolled round… and it was time for me to check the train timetable… except neither of us wanted me to leave…

so instead an extra day…

This day was filled – with you guessed it – movies…plus a trip to Woodend – to have a look at the shops and just to have a drive… then another trip to Safeway cos we needed dinner – an indian beef curry with rice…

but before all this cooking an

EASTER EGG HUNT… we had about 20 – so I hid ten and Mia hid ten and we had fun hiding and finding and teasing each other while we did it and don’t forget the old ‘hot and cold trick’ – except I added sizziling and boiling just to spice things up…

Lots more chatting, TV watching, curry eating and now chocolate egg consuming – with a bit if not a lot of laughter later and before you knew it was time for bed…

A sleep later, the checking of the timetable… packing my bag, showering and getting dressed… it was time for me to say goodbye to Mia and Kyneton…

It was early Monday arvo – really cold as it had just rained… my throat wasn’t quite yet better and I was back on another train…this time though it took a lot quicker as there was no waiting time for the bus back to Melbourne…by 3:30/4 I was back at home, pumpkin soup in microwave and a bit more tv watching  to be had…just to finish off my Easter…

This morning I woke – to rain and cold, a walk to a neighbouring suburb and home for homemade chicken noodle soup to sooth my sore throat and reflect on what a great break this has been… tomorrow I will be back to the grind of study…

at least there will be plenty of chocolate to keep me company!

Signing off as I slowly start winding down for the night – prehaps maybe with some Harry Potter…

sorry no lesson of the day… unless you want to know the goodness of friends and movies – I think I’ve said all that and trust me even if with this cold I have now… it’s still safe to say that life right now can’t get any better… 🙂

 

Sweetie, Ma’am or the Lady

“Here Sweetie, this is a pamphlet explaining the works on St Kilda Road”

“How can I help you Ma’am?”

“Let the lady walk past, *insert name of child here.*”

Back in the day I was always called the little girl, even when I was 12 going on 13, 13 going 14, etc. I think though by the time I reached 16 this had stopped…

But over the last couple of years I’ve been getting used to people calling me Ma’am, I honestly didn’t think that, that would happen in my 20s especially considering I’ve always been told that I have a baby face… let’s just have a look at some  photos to see if getting older has changed my face or if it’s the hair or both?:

2007 –   2008 –   2009 –

2010 –  2011 – Before World’s Greatest Shave

2011 – After Hair was Shaved        2011- Hair grown a bit –

2012 – ………………………………. But maybe it’s not the face, it could just my change in confidence and personal growth that has come things I’ve experienced and gone through…

I’m not sure. But it’s still very strange to be of someone of my age and to be called Ma’am. Ma’am sounds like I’m the queen or old…

I mean I do get teased for being lady-like and ‘proper’ by some people…but still it’s strange. Ma’am is for women who curtsey, drink tea and eat cucumber sandwiches… I am not sure if I’m a Ma’am.

Sweetie though, sweetie has gotten old… sweetie was something I didn’t mind being called when I was 16… sweetie definitely is something you call a toddler or a child and maybe a teenager but not someone who is 23 – I’m young but NOT that young… sorry…

Although the Lady thing – unless it was “Hey! Lady” is different… that makes me feel like an adult… I know it’s sounds silly in some ways… but I’ll give you an example:

The other day I was walking home and went past a family – a mother and her five yes count them five girls – I assumed they were all hers, the youngest was a baby and the eldest was a teenager (or maybe someone about to enter into the teenage years…hard to tell but you get the point) and of course a family of that size takes up a lot of room on the footpath, I wasn’t upset or anything nor was I in a rush to get home…

But you know the polite thing to do is to step aside – which they did… the mother though had to tell her children to move aside so that “the lady could get past” – I have been called a lady in this way before – but I contemplated and reflected over the situation – it seems to be that I do that with everything… and decided that the woman could see that I was an adult – I looked old enough to be called an adult. I know that most women don’t get too excited about the feeling of looking old, but after so many years minus the last few or so of so many people thinking that I was at least two and sometimes even four years younger than I was, it’s nice to know that, that woman thought that I looked old enough to be called a lady.

Just not so old enough to be called Ma’am.

Lesson of the day:

Growing up is so hard, once you get there though accept it and feel great about it, otherwise the people around you may never consider you an adult – and that can sometimes be tougher.

Signing off as there is one more day before Good Friday if I don’t write before Sunday then

HAPPY EASTER!!