That’s What Your Mum Said

My lovely friend Jane, my little sister Katie and moi.

My delightful friend Mitch turns 30 this week and he celebrated on the weekend with a ‘Rockers v Mods’ themed party. It was hella fun and was just the release I needed after 4 weeks of hardcore study with barely a break (excepting he Atheist gathering of course)! Here are some pics for your viewing delight. There are a lot of me. I turned into a bit of a camera whore, but hell, I had a great time, and I finally had eyelashes (in reality, I have stumpy lashes that are shorter than my boyfriends. This kills me). I love fake lashes.

The partner and I

Sisters

My friend Peta, sister Katie and I

My friend told us to look like we love each other. This is what love looks like.

Friends foreeevvvvver

Very cheap cocktails = very big hangover

The birthday boy and I looking mighty stunned

Dancing like mods

Sister annoying partner. Usual state of affairs.

Before I started the degree that shall hereby be known as “Bachelor of buttloads of reading” I made a few things for presents. I have also bought a few things recently. Here they are.

I knitted this hot water bottle cover for my dear friend Peta’s birthday gift. She comes from the same small village as I did and we have both moved into big cities (albeit quite a distance from each other). We have had to grow up and be responsible, however people from our little village have slightly different values to those of the people we went to high school with and then subsequently met in the big wide world. We like track pants and climbing trees and making cakes out of the ingredients we have in the pantry (hello marshmallow, milo cake). She is a public servant in a job that requires her to be dressed up and coiffed during the day, but I know she loves being a sloth at night. This will help her through the long winter ahead (she lives in one of the few parts of Australia that actually get painfully cold).

If any of you are interested in this pattern is is a super-quick project and very rewarding. I have given them to many people as gifts now!

These were delicious. The partner loved them, and my parents actually stole the rest of them from my house when they visited. Yes, STOLE. Sneaky bastards. Joy the Baker is the genius behind these Honey Roasted Peanut Thumbprint cookies and I applaud her.

Another dear friend Mitch turns 30 this week and he had a killer party on the weekend themed ‘Rockers v Mods’. I will have another post with the delightful pictures but this is the notebook case we bought him. It is from byrd & belle and I would highly recommend their craftsmanship. He loved it by the way.

Randomly:

I have been a lazy blogger, but not lazy in any other area of my life. Second week of a Graduate Law degree = me no brain cells left, me no look after myself.

Tomorrow I fly out to the Global Atheist Convention in Melbourne. I am insanely excited and believe I deserve it after the approximately 50-60 hours I have spent studying/organising/thinking law this week. We spent a fortune on the tickets and I am going to get the MOST out of it – drinking all the alcohol, eating all the food and accosting all of the speakers for photograph opportunities and embarrassing bouts of giggling. We are staying with my lovely friend and her girlfriend and will be celebrating her birthday on Sunday evening. It will no doubt involve caipirinha’s and Argentinian cuisine.

I had a medically diagnosed panic attack on Sunday/Monday. I have never experienced one and always doubted their severity even though two of my sisters have experienced them (yes, I am a bad person). To be honest, it was horrific. It came out of nowhere and nothing I did would make it cease. I tried exercise, deep breathing, cold water, laying down etc to no avail. The feeling of dread, the racing heart, the numbness in my limbs, the sweating/overheating and the inability to harness it is truly terrifying and I would not wish it on my worst enemy. There is just no escape and there is no way to feel good about anything; thinking about university and the Melbourne trip and my future just made me flip the heck out. I managed to sleep Sunday evening but woke Monday sweating and my heart was still beating far too fast. I went to the earliest doctors appointment available and after explaining my symptoms to him he too my pulse. He took it again. Then he suggested an ECG. I flipped the heck out even more. After all of the testing he came to the conclusion that it was a panic attack and prescribed some anti-anxiety medication. I also had some blood tests to check my thyroid and make sure it isn’t hyperactive. After walking 7km home to work off some of the adrenalin (a panic attack is a rush of adrenalin into the body which is left over from the fight-or-flight response), taking a pill and relaxing for the afternoon the last nerves wore off in the late evening. At least now I know how to deal with it if it happens again. What brought it on? I had two coffees in the morning which is very unusual for me and apparently can be a trigger. I am guessing there is probably also some tension relating to other health issues I am having examined currently as well as the beginning of an entirely new life as a hardcore student.

BLAH! What a rant. Apologies abound, but thank you all for allowing me my rant space. When I get back I am going to make a serious attempt to organise my time slightly more efficiently so that I can keep the blagging world high on the important list. Have a great weekend everyone; I certainly will!

As some of you may have noticed, I have been a craptacular blogger over the past two weeks. Lazy lazy lazy. I have been reading all of your wonderful posts though, so please forgive me my absence and lets be friends, ok?

Reasons for my absence (all pretty shitty but I have to try):

• I got accepted into a Graduate Law degree at university and have spent a lot of time ordering textbooks, printing papers, getting student cards, organising timetables and being ridiculously excited (give me a week into the study and I will be over the childish glee)
• I have been doing all of the stuff I won’t have time to do when I get back into the study, such as going to the dentist (need wisdom teeth removal, will worry about that at a later date), getting more tests done on my crazy digestive system, cleaning the house like a maniac, reading fiction books and watching a lot of ‘Gilmore Girls’ and ‘Ellen’ (and even a little bit of ‘Oprah’, ‘Dr Phil’ and ‘The Bold and the Beautiful’)
• I have been attempting to catch up with friends and family before I go MIA in the general vicinity of a human-sized stack of law texts
• I have been staring at the wall and contemplating what to eat next

There you have it, a comprehensive list of extremely good reasons why I have been a poor and lax internet buddy.

…they want to spend their day doing this with you.

This was a truly inspiring day filled with the most love and warmth I have experienced in a long time. The house itself was a respite from the rain (the wedding was originally meant to take place in a nearby park) and was an amazing setting of federation styling and beautiful art. The girls didn’t stop grinning like certified idiots all day and needless to say, a lot of tears were shed.

I love these people with all of my heart and I am so glad they are a part of my life. Perhaps one day the lawmakers of this nation will get off of their christian, moralistic high-horses and recognise that everyone deserves the right to be married. Of all the loves I know, theirs is the strongest and most pure and this makes me so happy and hopeful for the future.

I wish them every good thing possible for the rest of their years.