Tuesday, December 28, 2010


Bubbles are very cool, especially when they are unexpected.
Like today when the wheels of the car in front of me produced bubbles on the tarmac in the carpark.
I'd like to know how it works.
It was really quite amazing.
I just thought, "Bubbles, what are you doing there? You are not meant to be on the ground like that. You should be flying free. Fly bubbles, FLY!"


I should be old enough to manage shopping by myself by this age. I felt very illequipped today, however. I managed to buy two slips thinking I could return the first for a refund. No such luck. I also bought two pairs of black shorts. They are both pretty great though and I promise to wear them.

The best part about shopping by myself is the fashion show for Mum when I get home. As much as I hate to admit it, her approval is very important. I don't know what I'll do without this ritual when I move out. I'll never be sure of myself in any new clothes.

Saturday, December 25, 2010


Jesus Christ, the Son of God came down to this Earth just over 2000 years ago.
God stepped down into the chaos of this world to arrive as a tiny baby.
It was on the most hectic night, spent in a cave amongst animal dung that Jesus came.
The God of the whole universe who created you and me and this planet we live on came down and walked around on it with people like you and me. It is unfathomable.

This is my favourite carol because I think it says it all. Read the lyrics please.

Once in royal Davids city,
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother laid her Baby,
In a manger for His bed:
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ, her little Child.

He came down to earth from heaven,
Who is God and Lord of all,
And His shelter was a stable,
And His cradle was a stall:
With the poor, and mean, and lowly,
Lived on earth our Saviour holy.

For He is our childhood's pattern;
Day by day, like us, He grew;
He was little, weak, and helpless,
Tears and smiles, like us He knew;
And He cares when we are sad,
And he shares when we are glad.

And our eyes at last shall see Him,
Through His own redeeming love;
For that Child so dear and gentle,
Is our Lord in heaven above:
And He leads His children on,
To the place where He is gone.

The best part about this Christmas day in particular came right at the end.
The Amies and I exchanged gifts on Amy Lloyd's bed. There was so much happiness and friendship expressed in the creating and choosing of gifts. Amy R made us calendars. they are so beautiful and must have taken hours. Amy L got me a Frankie subscription which is awesome because I love it millions.
I really am so grateful to have such incredible friends. I feel so blessed.
Amy L found us friendship rings. It's a set of three!

A bit of a long one tonight. Hopefully you made it.


Oh to be a child at Christmastime.
That's what I thought this morning when Millabeene was jumping about the place, not able to contain her excitement.
It really was very cute. She couldn't stand still at all. With every word she spoke she would bounce.

I think it's beautiful the lack of self-control a child has. I know it makes them irresponsible and in need of a caregiver, but maybe if adults could get that excited about life more often, the world would be heaps more fun.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010


Today was stinking hot.
I walked out of the air-conditioned Starbucks in which I had been sitting for two hours and the heat hit me in the face. It was stifling.
I absolutely love it though.
Even the not being able to breathe and feeling sticky.


Today was my Poppa's birthday. The way his face lit up when we walked in singing, arms laiden with gifts was so beautiful.
He doesn't get many visitors and is sick so he can only sit in his chair all day and watch the birds play outside.
Mum had a stroke of genius when she bought him a birdbath. Now he can watch them swim too.

I just love the way he can't even keep his joy at seeing us under wraps. It kind of just puts a smile on his face, even when he tries to be grumpy.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010


I've never been big on emotional stuff and being all girly.
I don't know whether it's all the chick flicks I've been watching recently or what, but I've been blubbering a bit as of late. Suddenly I'm all vulnerable.
Tonight at Amy's I did a lot of crying. It was quite therapeutic to just talk and blow my nose heaps. She got a rare insight into my head. I kinda just talked out of the overflow of my brain. It couldn't hold in all this stuff anymore so it unleashed it all through my mouth into Amy's ears.
She's pretty good. She didn't freak out at my tears. Or my piles of snotty tissues. Honestly, it was a neverending stream.


Tonight Han came over and we chilled. It was super nice cos it's been a while.
I really appreciate that we can just hang and it doesn't take effort. He's not difficult to be friends with at all.


The little back window of my car got smashed tonight in Parnell. It was like someone got a stick and just rammed it for no reason. Nothing else was taken or different, just that window.

I think I'm ok with it. At the moment it's got pink plastic and blue tape on it. Not exactly discreet. It'll be fixed sometime soon I hope.

It was just one of those things that happens. Usually to other people though.

Friday, December 17, 2010


It's been pretty bleak weather these past few days. Movie watching weather.
I went to the cinema twice!
First of all to see Narnia with Michelle Skuxx which was very lovely. Everything about it. It even healed me of my cough a bit.
Then I went back and saw Easy A with Amy R. Definitely a favourite. That film had us giggling a lot. I really, really enjoyed.


Staying up until 3:30am just chatting is a rarer occurrence now I'm past the age of slumber parties. Tonight, however, Kirsten, Amy and Emily were still at my house and we were discussing life.
Predominantly Kirsten's life. It was good to soak it up and apply what I could to my life.
These chats are going to be very helpful I think.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010


Delicious baking is delicious.
Sylvia is very good at it. We made these Danish bread rolls with chocolate in them.
Sometimes when you taste something so good, it's just too good for words to describe.
These little delights are like that.
Honestly, we'll just have to make some more for you.


I watched Mikki and Michelle's circus show tonight.
They can bend and spin and balance so incredibly well.
It made me think how incredible the human body is and how strong they are.
They did tricks on a bar suspended by ropes. They spun around it, flipped over it, did the splits and other crazy stunts.
I wish I could. Spose it would just take heaps of training.


I haven't been out for a meal which was truly scrumptious in a long time.
Today this changed.
Staff lunch at McHughes in Devonport. IT WAS SO DELICIOUS.
I can't describe it well enough. There was asparagus in bernaise sauce and crumbed fish and tartare sauce. Yum!
The company wasn't bad either. Andrew always has a funny anecdote, Debbie wrote us poems, and Willie was late so we threw streamers at him.

Monday, December 13, 2010


I went to NBC this evening and after we went to Burger Fuel and Mt. Victoria. Ben, Lydia, Laban and Pete serenaded us. It was just humbling to be up there with so much creation, so much lights and so much talent. I marvel that even though those people are super gifted in ways which I would really, really love to be, they are so normal and judgement-less. We all just sang and didn't mind.
Also, Lydia was grooving to the likes of Tatu, Aqua, Nsync, and Peter Andre in the car. Once you have shared that experience with someone, you care less about a pitchy note on the top of a mountain.


Amy and I went to watch this production for kids in which Phil played keys. It was a very strange feeling of out of placeness. We weren't entirely comfortable up the front, so close we could touch the stage. However, as most kids things do, it broke us down until we became absorbed. Amy even cried (it counts as crying if a single tear trickles).
Adults are way too careful about making a fool of themselves. I regret not hollering as Santa marched around the stage, or waving wholeheartedly when he looked at me.
The hesitancy to do those things is what separates adults from kids.

I want to be a kid again and not care.

Saturday, December 11, 2010


Whilst walking home from Mairangi Bay beach to get togs I realised once again how much I love living here.
In summer it turns into a beachside holiday town. People wander about barefoot and in togs. The togs-to-undies boundary is past the shops so this is quite acceptable.
There is an atmosphere of relaxation and sun.

Friday, December 10, 2010


Night air is some of the best air possible.
It is so crisp and clean.
I realised this as I stepped out onto my balcony to admire the stars.
It's too bad that night air is characteristically chilly.
It was too fresh to stay out there for too long.

Thursday, December 9, 2010


Tarien and Jane are getting baptised!
I was in Browns Bay talking to them about it this afternoon.

After we'd been serious for a bit, Tarien started making Wookie noises. She taught me how. It was a bit loud though and people were around.
It's good to decide you don't care and just make a fool of yourself in the name of fun.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010


Sometimes you just need home.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010


I have never before in my life been as tired as I was this morning.
I got up early to have coffee with Emma and as soon as my eyes opened they reacted violently to any form of light.
I can't imagine how people go to town three nights a week and add alcohol to the mix. It must be terrible.
I think I'm getting old.
It was a bit fun though, to walk like a zombie through the day. Debbie had to repeat herself three times before an instruction made it through my glaze.

Monday, December 6, 2010


I had been anticipating tonight for a very long time. It was the Wave Ball. Everything went so well. I think we covered our budget even!
The band came through at the last minute (totally God's provision), Emily's backdrop looked gorgeous, and people danced!
The dancing was worrying me. It would have sucked if no one did it.
But they got down and shaked their booties.
Fun was had by all.
What a relief.


I love Olivia Burt.
She's pretty mature. It was so good talking to her because she can challenge me on things. We were together for pretty much the whole of Willie's 21st.
I hadn't seen her in a long time.
It was very, very refreshing. Sometimes you just need someone defferent to pop into life and spice things up.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010


Tonight after lifegroup I dropped everyone home and taking the last of the girls was awesome. We just sat in the car at the end of her driveway and talked for ages. It was like an hour. A good God chat about friends, family, church etc.
I need to be open and less busy for God to use me and for me to see opportunities like that more. She needed someone and I needed to listen.