Saturday, December 12, 2009

Joyeux Anniversaire.

We met on a sultry night at this time of the year.
It was the kind of night when the warm air whispers a thousand promises in your ear.
I saw him and felt hundreds of gossamer butterfly wings come to life in my tummy.
We shared a drink, conversation and a walk home together.
The city slumbered around us.
This is the time for lovers, he told me.
We shared a kiss in an old wooden doorway.
You are beautiful in this dress, he whispered into my hair.
He played a song on his guitar when we reached his rambling home.

And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover.

As the sun rose we sat side by side, sipping inky coffee.
Trying not to stare.
Blushing over what we had just shared.
He brought me back to life.
I want you to stay forever, he whispered as I was leaving.
I did.

Bon Anniversaire to my Better Half!

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Jasmine Eyes

Shameless plug for my darling sister and her band Jasmine Eyes.
Have a listen on JJJ Unearthed.

(Brazen pics taken by moi.)

Saturday, December 5, 2009

List Making

The other half often laughs about my obsessive list making. I rather enjoy compiling the odd list or two-mostly because I have a shocking memory! I often come across some of the old lists I've compiled, upon the most random of topics, and today was one of those times. I was going through a box of my old art supplies looking for some brushes when I happened upon an old envelope I had thoughtfully (?) tucked inside an old drawing book of my dad's. It was "Things I am greatful for," with a respelendant pencil sketch alongside of a dreadlocked girl riding a skateboard. Judging by this, I'd put my 'greatful-ness' list circa 1998.....

Things I am Greatful for:
Kate, Bec and Megan
Triple J
My drums
My Family

A scary journey into my teen mind. It got me thinking about what I'm greatful for, circa 2009. And what other lists I should make for myself....


The Other Half and I went on our first date to the movies tonight. We saw a truly jump-out-of your-seat-scary movie Paranormal Activity. I highly recommend going and seeing it on the big screen, for no other reason than to scare yourself stupid and to laugh at your dearly beloved jumping out of their seat and spilling the popcorn.
I laugh now as I sit here writing this, but I'm definitely sleeping with the light on tonight.................

Friday, December 4, 2009

Enter the Land of Man....'Manland'.

I'm afraid I cannot write a decent blog entry today-even though I had one hundred and one million of the most interesting things in mind to do so with-because the other half is outside in Manland trying to hot up some old engine motor thingy.
It is so loud.
I cant think straight.
And I'm certain my ears have just started to bleed.
The house has started to fill with smoke. Fumes. Or whatever the grey billowy stuff is that is spewing forth from the hard garbage treasure he's tinkering on.
Oh my do I feel sorry for our neighbours.

If this continues for much longer, the other half will be sleeping in Manland tonight......

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

More ranting. I rant well. Do what you're good at, I say!

So everyone keeps commenting "I didn't know you had a blog," etc etc.
For y'all information, I kept it very quiet for a reason.
Because I'm too LAZY to make it PRETTY like everyone else's, and because I RANT like a MADWOMAN a majority of the time and was suffering terrible GUILT at spewing forth such a CRAP blog on the world.
Oh and because it was supposed to be a craft blog, but I haven't actually crafted in a long while. And as a result, have nothing crafty to blog about.
(My aborted mission several weeks ago to turn my aunts precious vintage frock, which no longer fits my inexplicably expanding waistline, into a skirt does not count. The miserable failure saw me destroy the dress in its entirety. I am still sulking and my sewing machine is now safely stowed in the cupboard, so I dont destroy any more precious heirlooms.)

But now I'm feeling much more comfortable in my mediocrity and have thus decided to end my self-exile and start becoming a card carrying member of blogworld. Pretty blog or not, Half-job Sarah is going to give it a fair go!!

(Please can nobody enlighten the Thaw team that I'm such a horses ass at sewing. My position as 'crafty lady' might be revoked. Rightly so, and exactly what I deserve after destroying a genuine 1960's dress that met Bob Marley on the tube in London. Sob.)

Thaw-y McThawington.

Check out the shiny new Summer edition of Thaw, out today! Big ups to Kim and Ro for another job very well done!

I'm very pleased to have 2 articles in this issue, one on the lovely Beck from Dandelion, the other from the hilarious Jodie of RicRac.
These fantastically amazingly talented ladies made it so wonderful to write these pieces.

Go forth and read.
(Especially pages 19 and 38. Tee Hee!)

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Weekend wonder.

What a weekend!

Friday night we had an emergency trip to the vets with one of the Luck Dragons, Miss Maisie Mouse. The other half and I discovered a big hole in Maisie's tail, which after a little shave of the tail by the vet we discovered was a nasty puncture wound from another cat. My poor Miss Mouse was such a brave cat for the vet and is now carrying around an hilarious pom-pom for a tail. I will post a photo as soon as I can get the pom-pom puss to sit still long enough!
I have a sneaking suspicion that Maisie is quite enjoying the special attention of being fed his anti-biotics and having his tail bathed.

And as a footnote, yes, Miss Maisie Mouse is a 'he'! It was only discovered 'she' was a 'he' when two little furry grapes started growing out from behind my little cat!!

Saturday I tended to the cat, and finished off a piece of paper art I had been working on. I sliced up an old Nylon magazine (trash anyway) and glued it to a canvas. I dont love the finished product to be honest, but it has definitely fuelled my ideas for some more paper art.

Saturday evening some dear friends came for dinner, I cooked up and Indian storm and we ate, drank, talked and laughed. Its been a long time since I have had friends over for a meal, I just love cooking for people, so I had the best time. It was so relaxed and definitely rejuvenated my soul!

We wandered to Karova, after we had run out of beer and wine for some more drinks and dancing. And the most exciting thing happened.....I spied a face I recognised. I pondered on it for a bit and realised it was the very lovely Steph from The Doily. With my several cans of courage in my belly I chatted with Steph (feeling very much like a creepy stalker, it must be said) and she is as warm, funny and sweet as her wonderful blog. I was terribly starstruck!!
We chatted about her blog, and shared a little secret about her crafty future.......which is an amazing, exciting, wonderful, clever little plan she's cooking up. I'm terribly excited she shared it, and I'm passing on my best vibes for all the success in the world for her.
Go Steph, Go!

Today has been a lovely day. A sleep in, plenty of Indian leftovers (even better the day after), an Audrey Hepburn doco and catching up on Facebook with a very dear old friend who I lost contact with about 15 years ago.

What a funny, wonderful weekend...

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Driving me MAD!!!

I cant get this song out of my head......

Hoot Hoot!

I feel this owl needs to come and live at my house...... On my bedside table.....

Although, I probably would like one of everything from here.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

That Bastard Black Dog.

I thought it might be a time to do a bit of sharing with blogworld.

With Mental Health Month drawing to a close, I have my own personal story to share about mental illness. Now more than ever, Australians are experiencing mental health issues of all varieties. Its still a little taboo to discuss, as most people who haven't experienced a mental illness themselves cannot relate to those suffering. Being unable to relate is the main cause for misunderstanding..... in my humble opinion!

As a preface to sharing this story, I would like to explain that my other half and I call my illness 'the black dog' as do many others. It makes it easier to talk about. A lot of the time in our house it is also referred to 'that bastard dog,' and other much less flattering names......

Since I was a little girl, I have been prone to worrying. Sometimes just the usual fears, like the safety of my family, monsters under the bed. You get the idea.
As I got a little older it continued into things such as worrying I was being talked about at school, or if my boss at work was in a bad mood it was because of something I had done. It didn't seem out of the norm for me. I just assumed everyones thoughts paddled around in their minds in the same way that mine did.

One morning, out of the blue, I woke up with a lump in my throat and a knot in my stomach. It was a feeling of pure dread, the kind you get when you need to break some terrible news to your best friend, or break up with a lover you know does not suspect heartbreak is approaching.

This feeling came and went for the next few months. Mostly I was able to get on with life, pushing this feeling to the back of my mind....

Several months after this, I felt myself slide into a strange abyss. It was like standing over a black hole and staring down into its depths, and all that the black hole contained was utter despair.
I couldn't sleep at night, and I couldn't stay awake during the day.
I cried a lot, but not because I was sad.
I couldn't answer my phone, or open my mail, because I was scared. Of what, I didn't know.
I couldn't get out of bed, it was just too hard a task.
I sat for hours, staring into space. Not seeing, not hearing, only feeling this terrible knot of fear.

I knew something was really wrong with me. I just didn't know what that 'thing' was.

Sitting in my doctors office trying to articulate to her what it was that was 'wrong' with me was the hardest, most terrifying thing I have ever done in my life.
Sitting there listening to her tell me exactly what was 'wrong' and this is how we can fix it was the most liberating thing I had ever heard in my life.

I have anxiety and depression.
I take medication to treat my 'black dog.' I don't talk about it with others not because I am ashamed, but because it is just so hard to put together the words to explain what I experience.
But what I can explain easily, is that I am the happiest now that I have ever been in my life.
The bastard dog pokes his little head up every now and again, but now I have the tools to piss him off.

Don't be afraid to ask for help.
It does get better.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Pondering upon the sensitive soul

I'm afraid my sensitive soul may be getting used to the call centre gig. I got sworn at and hung up on today, and it didn't really bother me. Wonder what this means.........

Saturday, October 24, 2009

My Best Girl.

My niece, Grace, is the the coolest person I've ever met.

I was so looking forward to being an aunty before she was born, but since she has actually been out-and-about in the world, having a baby niece is so much more than I expected. In a good way, of course!

I took the photo above recently when we frocked up and went for a picnic in the botanic gardens together. Grace munched on some grass (apparently quite tasty when you're 7 months old!) and waved to some dogs, and put on her sweetest baby faces for the oldies that stopped to chat with us.

Being 'Aunty Rah' is definitely the greatest job I've ever had.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

My wonky eye.

I'm doing better with the blogging already!

So I found out last week I needed glasses. After suffering through blinding headaches for a few weeks and eyelids that felt as thougha whole kids sandpit had been forced under them, it finally occured to me that, hey, maybe I need glasses.

So off I popped to the optometrist, and it turns out I have a bit 'o' long vision and an eye that focuses on a funny angle. I'm possibly the only person in the world that got very excited when informed they need glasses, and I must admit the optometrist looked at me a little strangely.

So after all that, here I am sitting with a natty little pair of red glasses perched on my face that cost the equivalent of a small Pacific island nation. And as much as I have always wanted glasses, my only complaint?

That the 'Versace' written on the arms isn't bigger.......Look if I have spent this much on my nifty new fashion statement, I want the whole world knowing about it!!

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Oh dear. I've gone well with the blogging, haven't I?

Recently I have been so much more inspired to start blogging properly, after interviewing the lovely Beck from Dandelion for the next issue of Thaw, and becoming more than a little fascinated with her blog.

I'm over the whole Facebook-ing, Tweet-ing thing. I just want to write stuff, have a little rave, without sounding like a precocious tween, or it sounding like a load of bollocks.
As soon as I work out how to pretty this darn thing up, I'll do that too!

And my little rave on shall start now.....
I had a crappy day at work. Working in a call centre is not good for the soul. BUT... now I'm home, working on my next article for Thaw, sitting with a beer that the lovely other half has fetched me, listening to him potter around outside in the warm evening and having the Falcor look alikes clamouring over who gets to sit on my lap......... I remember its just a job. I do my best at work, and then I get to come home to this. I'm a lucky girl.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

My new blog....

So, this is my first post. Tricky business, this blogging.