I have the day off today – Yay!
Moving on… =)
Thanks for the get well wishes. I’m still a little sick, but I am getting better! I now no longer have the flu, and I only have a sinus infection to get over (I think I’ve almost got it whacked).
In fact, I’m feeling so much better that today I went to the shops, bought three books (well, two magazines and one book) and am currently searching for recipes that feature lemons (as they are in season right now). It’s either that or make bread… maybe a nice cheese filled bread…
This last Friday was ANZAC day. I watched part of the service at Lone Pine on TV… I was quite moved by it. I think when I’m older and I have kids, I would like to travel to Gallipoli and attend the dawn service with them. I’m definitely not the most patriotic person in the world, and for the life of me I will never understand the zeal that some people approach our service men and women with, but I recognise the impact of what was done during the first (and second) world wars.
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On a much lighter note, I went and watched Street Kings with Vincent last night. I haven’t watched that many movies lately because none of them have looked too appealing to me, and I am so glad that I had vouchers and didn’t actually have to pay to see this one… It was awful! It had the most predictable story line ever, the action was predictable, the cast was deadpan, and well… I was tapping my fingers to try and overcome the sheer boredom.
And even the trailers before the movie weren’t inspiring. Sigh.
One movie that does look good though is Deception. It could be my major weakness for both Hugh Jackman and Ewan McGregor, but it looks good to me! I wish I had gone to see that last night instead of Street Kings. Oh well =)
Before you read my post, go read this article – Australia’s Mother Teresa. This lady is a truly inspiring woman. I only hope that in my life I can find half as much passion and courage and will as her.
We finally booked and paid the deposit on the restaurant for the reception. We were going to cut the traditional Chinese banquet down to 6 courses (from 8), but Vincent’s parents felt that it would be looked down upon by some of the guests, so we’re back at the big menu.
I have one word from my experience today – parents. Specifically mine, and if I wanted to get even more specific, mothers.
I’m sure that I will be travelling down the same road of ranting over the entire course of my life and I really should learn to let it roll off me, but I just can’t. Sigh… I can’t even find the words right now to express my frustrations.
I will move on. I must move on…
Right! Moved on. Thanks for all your comments regarding the bridesmaids dresses. I never understood the need for a bride to pick really ugly dresses for her bridesmaids to wear – talk about insecure! I wanted a dress that the girls would want to wear more than just at the wedding, and hopefully they like these dresses enough to do that.
Next I have to find a good place for the boys to get tux’s from.
So this week I will find a photographer (or at least book in appointments to meet some) and will start looking into florists. I’m worried about the flowers, because I’m not too knowledgeable and I worried I could get duped! I might drag my sister along with me =)
I had the most crap day today. And the worst part is that it wasn’t even because something bad happened – it’s because I was in a negative frame of mind. Sigh. I’ll move on…
Yesterday the Prime Minister apologised to the Indigenous Australia people who were removed from their homes and placed with white families, between 1910 and the early 1970s.
But what interests me are these statistics:
In one online poll 36 per cent were in favour of the apology and 64 per cent against, while another had the number at 44 in favour to 56 opposed. (article)
I’m actually in the 64/56 percent group. Maybe that makes me a spoiled and over pampered child. Or maybe it makes me a pessimist.
I just find the whole thing quite hypocritical and exclusive.
The Government wants today to be a day of triumph.
It’s a day which for many Australians merely increases their sense of loss and abandonment, and perpetuates the notion that there are rules for some which don’t apply to others. (2GB.com – The Apology 13 February 2008)
I just don’t like feeling so culturally confused. And I don’t like feeling as though I should feel guilty for something I had nothing to do with. I hope this isn’t interpreted as racism… sigh. Political correctness…
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