

I’m still knee deep in “The Corrections” and needed some respite from their heavy hearted discontent, so I started reading Orhan Pamuk’s childhood memoirs “Istanbul: Memories and a City”.
Unfortunately seems like I’ve jumped from one bag of neuroses to another.
The ever chic ginga ninja of the delightful blog Yours Truly - has put up a tutorial about how to create a beehive!
The step-by-step tute makes it look so straight forward, but my butter fingers and clumsy clips means that my beehive is more crappy than snappy!
But fear not! Don't start pulling on the overcoats and clutching your box of tissues - there's a new film called "First Love" coming out and it's about surfing and all things beachy. With a soundtrack featuring the likes of Tim & Jean, The Beautiful Girls, M-Phazes and Seth Sentry, it already sounds like a winner.
For ten bucks you can see sit on the couch with a family sized block of chocolate and a tub of ice cream OR you can dance! dance! dance!
Yup I'm lacing up my dancing shoes and catching the tail end of the triple rainbow tour - it's going to be sweeter than that tub of neapolitan ice cream.
I wonder what I should have for dinner? A bowl of cereal would be quick and easy, but a serve of Black-eyed Peas and Leeks would be delightful. Lazy vs. Yummy - let the show down begin!
[via 101 cookbooks]
There are some things to ruminate over the weekend:
I was having a quiet moment of contemplation at work today - okay I admit I was daydreaming, but it was work related.
Well sort of.
I was daydreaming about what I would rather be doing for a pretty penny. Usually radio host (on triple j) or librarian tops the list, but today I want to be photographer for the google art project.
The Interior of the Palm House
coffee grinder, cup and glass on table
pipe and fruit dish with grapes
In fact I think I would do it for free. Heads up google – cheap labor right here.
So "the party" has hit the water. My local pool has been advertising aqua zumba for a while. I'm not sure what is more alarming:
- I will probably been pulled to rescue after five minutes as I'm not the most proficient swimmer and I look like I'm drowning when I attempt zumba on dry land or
- the fact that I've been eagerly anticipating the class since they put the poster up. Literally foaming at the mouth excited.
Perhaps I need to find more parties to go to.
Sometimes band names fail to capture the style of music they produce - Summer Camp got it right.
They got it so very right.
I feel like I'm swimming in a lake of sunshine and happiness when I listen to their EP.