Wellington Wonders
If you run out of stuff to do in Wellington why not try the following?
- Attempt to roller blade down the suburban Wellington streets. Build your confidence up to try the streets of Mt Victoria (yeah, right!)
- Attempt to use an umbrella on Bowen Street on a windy day.
- Attempt to ride a bus standing up without holding on to anything the whole way.
- Get semi-warm KFC on Kent Terrace and see if they give you half-filled fries in your meal too.
- Go up to the “Excuse me…” guy in front of the TAB and impersonate him - let me watch.
- Try and legitimitely buy Codral from the Lambton Quay chemist from the woman with caked-on makeup. Good luck.
- Watch the Juggling Guy on Courtenay place play with his balls - oh, behave. He juggles tennis balls in his 90s-David-Bain sweater.
- Dare yourself to check if Blanket Man is abiding the law by wearing gruts.
Laugh of the day: Beavering on
Ok, so it may be immature and crass, but a conversation between a certain manager and another staff member made me laugh (on the inside because the people were right next to me).
Lady Manager: “How’s things going? Haven’t heard any screaming lately.”
Lady Minion: “There’s been some. I’m just beavering on.”
Lady Manager: “Oh good. I like beavering.”
Not sure why this is so funny? Check out the beaver ad on YouTube, turn “beaver” into a verb and add a bit of immaturity.
I’m going to Green Day!
My hubby has just bought Green Day tickets for their Auckland show on December 18 - oh yeah!!
I missed these guys when they were first in New Zealand some time in the 90s. I was only just getting into their music, and now they’re one of my favourite bands.
So yes, I will be going. Even if I have a three week old baby! Mum will no doubt be happy to look after it for a few hours, but I’m not sure she’ll be happy about me ‘abandoning’ it like that. Wish me luck in telling her…
Mike, Billie Joe and Tré Cool
Being a mummy must be hard
Had my first taste of motherhood last night - even if it was with my puppy Fez.
This little sad pup wanted to be comforted so we had him sleep with us on our bed - what a treat for him!
He didn’t want to be at the foot and insisted snuggling up next to me, breathing his puppy breath on my neck. I let him stay there until he fell asleep and then pushed him further down so I could get some sleep too.
It was heart wrenching seeing him in pain and not being able to do anything about it but comfort him.
I also had to get up twice to take him outside to go toilet. His satellite dish doesn’t fit through the doggy door and the knowledge of having to take him out kept me awake.
I was *very* tired this morning, so lucky for me that I had the day off.
Here’s to all the mothers out there who have done such a good job raising us.
Movie Review: Seven Pounds
I have always liked Will Smith and he did a terrific job in this heart-wrenching movie.
Driven by guilt, Ben Thomas is on a mission to help others in life-changing ways, both for them and him.
Ben also has amazing box jellyfish as pets. I didn’t realise how mesmerising they could be, especially in a lit fish tank.
The characters are portrayed beautifully by talented actors and the story line strong enough to hold on to you until the twist at the end.
Seven Pounds is an excellent movie. I definitely recommend it.
Will Smith in Seven Pounds
Fezzie No Balls
Aw poor little Fez!
Today he was neutered, had his double dew claws removed and a microchip implanted. Not only is he a eunuch now, he’s a crippled eunuch labelled with a number.
He seemed fine when we picked him up, but the drugs must have worn out because he is one sore little pup. He has to wear his satellite dish because he was making his stitches bleed. He’s a bit of a sorry sight but still so cute, especially with blue bandages on his feet.
I am taking a day off tomorrow to take care of him and make sure he’s not doing any more damage to himself. Yay - no work! I love my puppy - my sorry little puppy.
A sorry little sight
Baby Update at 18 Weeks
Feeling lots more little movements now which is exciting. However I’ve also had more adverse symptoms including headaches and minor blood noses (when I blow it) due to the increase of blood flow.
Had another appointment with the midwife this week and found that I’m turning into a Fatty Mac Fat Fat.
The little bub is around 16 centimetres in length from crown to rump. Sounds big! But it’s not even half way yet and the thought of pushing anything out bigger than what it is now is terrifying!
Sleeping is getting harder. I still want to sleep on my back but trying to train myself to sleep on my side. Unfortunately my efforts result in tensing up and I end up getting pins and needles everywhere in every position. I even had a dream last night about the hubby’s dad (an endocrinologist) sending me a video about sleeping on your side to avoid restricting the vena cava. At least the dream included cupcakes, although I never got around to eating any.
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