Weekend fun
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I had a weekend, it was fun.
On Friday night we had a small bunch of people over to eat dinner and watch Press Gang while comsuming junk food. It was cosy. Loki came out and played with
fnoo and then curled up under the coffee table, seemingly content to be in the room with six people as long as we weren't moving about too much.
On Saturday
mc_shamo and I had a lovely breakfast outside at Hot Poppy, then made out way leisurely through the Queen Vic Markets.
mc_shamo bought cacti (yes
impostinator, from the same bloke we bought cacti from all those years ago!) and a kitty leash, and some no-scratch spray for Loki, I bought a rather fetching beret and four cheeses from the deli (including stilton, yum!). We also got seafood, I braved the meat part of the market, I felt quite proud, and a bit sick.
We got home and put away our purchases and I headed out again for the gym, which took up a few hours, then came home through the cold and rain and decided a hot bath would be just the thing, with Radox Muscle Soak and Epsom salts. It was fantastic. I spent the next hour and a bit slowly getting ready to go out, then decided to test if I could walk from our house to the station in high heels. I can.
I met up with
fin and we had dinner before heading over to the Regent Theatre for Wicked, which was better than I expected and grew on me, though I still don't see why there is such a huge fuss. I did enjoy it, and the hot chocolates we had after, and was very grateful when
fin went completely out of his way to walk me to the tram and get me safely on it. I do not like Melbourne after midnight on a Saturday, I don't like feeling afraid to walk on my own, it makes me mad.
Unfortunately by the time the train got to my stop it was pouring again, and it's a ten minute walk usually home from there, it's fifteen in the shoes I was wearing, I'm glad I was wearing my long leather coat or I would have been soaked to the skin by the time I reached home. As it is I have a sniffle, but no worse ill effects.
mc_shamo and I went out for breakfast again the next morning, and I was punished for my decadence in having two breakfasts out in a row by the fact that one of the eggs served to me was off, and I didn't realise til I'd put it in my mouth and bit down. Ew. Ew. Ew. My God, it tasted revolting.
mc_shamo went out with his Dad and I finally attacked the study (it still had boxes from when we moved in) It is now tidy. Thank you,
insomnius, the job was made a lot less boring by all the Daria you gave me which is now on the computer in the study. I also cleaned and scrubbed the bathroom and both toilets and when Seamus got home he swept, vacuumed and mopped.
I fiddled around downstairs and got the place looking quite nice, then my parents came over to have a look at it and take us out for dinner. They really liked it, which made me happy, especially I was glad they didn't mind that we'd taken down a shelf, and I don't tink they even noticed the stair-rail was gone (for those playing along at home, my parents are our landlords).
We had dinner at a restaurant called Mexicali Cantina. It's run by the same people who run Mexicali Rose in Richmond and is just as nice. It was a pity they were understaffed, but everywhere I ate this weekend seems to have been understaffed. I wonder if it's that people can't afford to work as waiters anymore because they don't get paid enough to live, or if the cost of wages is too high for businesses? It's interesting, and disturbing (and- completely selfishly- means shoddy service because the staff that are there are overworked and frantic)
So yes, all up, a great weekend. It was very relaxing, lots of friends and family and boyfriend and kitten.
I'm doing ok :-)
On Friday night we had a small bunch of people over to eat dinner and watch Press Gang while comsuming junk food. It was cosy. Loki came out and played with
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We got home and put away our purchases and I headed out again for the gym, which took up a few hours, then came home through the cold and rain and decided a hot bath would be just the thing, with Radox Muscle Soak and Epsom salts. It was fantastic. I spent the next hour and a bit slowly getting ready to go out, then decided to test if I could walk from our house to the station in high heels. I can.
I met up with
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Unfortunately by the time the train got to my stop it was pouring again, and it's a ten minute walk usually home from there, it's fifteen in the shoes I was wearing, I'm glad I was wearing my long leather coat or I would have been soaked to the skin by the time I reached home. As it is I have a sniffle, but no worse ill effects.
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I fiddled around downstairs and got the place looking quite nice, then my parents came over to have a look at it and take us out for dinner. They really liked it, which made me happy, especially I was glad they didn't mind that we'd taken down a shelf, and I don't tink they even noticed the stair-rail was gone (for those playing along at home, my parents are our landlords).
We had dinner at a restaurant called Mexicali Cantina. It's run by the same people who run Mexicali Rose in Richmond and is just as nice. It was a pity they were understaffed, but everywhere I ate this weekend seems to have been understaffed. I wonder if it's that people can't afford to work as waiters anymore because they don't get paid enough to live, or if the cost of wages is too high for businesses? It's interesting, and disturbing (and- completely selfishly- means shoddy service because the staff that are there are overworked and frantic)
So yes, all up, a great weekend. It was very relaxing, lots of friends and family and boyfriend and kitten.
I'm doing ok :-)
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