Friday, January 27, 2012

Teddy bears picnic

I made dinner last night - fresh snapper fillets pan cooked with lemon pepper, garlic and paprika, sweet corn and Kumara chips with rosemary and oregano. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM delicious! 

But thats not what Im here for, is it? NO. IT'S NOT!
Im here to tell you about something amazing that happened! Something so brilliant that even superman would be impressed. Something that will blow your mind inside out and back to front, its 10 times cooler than sliced bread and 50 times more dramatic than Shakespeare. 
You'll still be screaming in excitement in 5 weeks from now because its just that amazing. 

ITS THE WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH
 SO exciting!

But I guess that since its already saturday, and tomorrow is sunday, then that means the weekend is pretty much over. So It's not really that exciting at all when you think about it. Its pretty lame. 
But whats not lame, is that Im going to be a face painter at the teddy bears picnic tomorrow - thats pretty darn cool. My co-painter of the faces will be none other than THIS PERSON

Im wondering what I should have on my face though, last time I was a painter there 'THIS PERSON' painted my face for me and I looked like an idiot - but a happy idiot.


This year I'll paint my own face - but how should I have it? If my face is too scary then the kids wont want me to paint them, and they'll cry and they're tears will ruin my master pieces on they're faces. I want to do my brilliant fish on the face,

 but I think that may even be a bit much for pathetic little children who've been baby'ed all they're lives (Im meaning the older ones, not the actual babies, they're allowed to be pathetic).

Maybe I should just paint myself as a lame fairy and leave it at that. Playing the boring but safe option is probably the best... Sigh.

- Last night, I had a foot plonked on on my lap, and it said to me;
"I am the foot of knowledge, heed my words"

Monday, January 9, 2012

Watermelon

Last week I bought a bunch of groceries from the super market - asperusual.
I had a mental conversation whilst there 'I love water melon! But I wont eat a whole one by myself, and nobody else in my family eats fruit EVER. If i buy a half one I know I'll eat it all - but if theres only a  half, it will run out too fast and I'll be left with nothing!'
I decided to buy 3/4 of a water melon instead - One half, and one quarter. Good decision! Surely I'll have no trouble with that much?

When I got home from shopping, I had the dilemma of not enough arms to carry all the groceries out of the car at once. I naturally, I  did the rational thing and made two trips.


Screw that! I loaded it all up onto one arm while I got out of the car and locked it. As I was walking down the driveway (thinking about how boss I was for managing not to drop any), I was shuffling the food out onto both my arms to even it out and I dropped the 1/4 melon - then in my panic, I dropped ALL the other groceries trying to catch it.
The majority of the items got through this unscathed, but the quarter melon (which I failed to catch. btw) was smashed into a pulp on the concrete.....
But, LUCKILY it was thoroughly wrapped in gladwrap! Nothing actually touched the ground, so I took it inside, and ate ALL of it - my reasoning being that it will go off faster if its smashes up.... not sure why that seemed logical at the time.....but it tasted good, and thats all that matters in the end.

What made me type this out, is that Im currently eating a 1/4 melon that I bought yesterday! Im eating it on my bed - over my new douve cover that I swore I'd never eat over. OH WELL.