#580 Pizza

I was looking forward to it in the middle of the night, when baby girl was crying from her sore throat and rubbing her nose of all its snots, as I tried to calm and comfort her.

I was looking forward to it after my sleepless, deprived, intermittent sleep, where baby girl’s cries, insane rain pounding against the windows, and my personal tumultuous thoughts, kept me awake.

I was looking forward to it as there was even more rain, driving 100km on the Monash to work this morning, my wipers on the fastest speed, trying to see past the dangerously blurry vision.

I was looking forward to it when I took my morning walk through the icy air to get my work coffee of the day.

And I was looking forward to it as I slogged away at work, type type typing, sit sit sitting…

Counting down the seconds… minutes… hours.

And then earlier this evening, I got it.

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Simply, Pizza. Isn’t it just the best? When Hubbie mentioned a couple of days ago, “I’m craving pizza,” suddenly, I was craving it too.

We both had some smashing good slices tonight. I mean, how amazing is this food, really? So universal, such a crowd pleaser. It can come with as outrageous toppings as you please, or as simple as you request. It is really all up to you.

Ham… cheese… sauce… vegies… seafood… on some dough? Baked in an oven?

Heaven. Nom nom nom.

It’s the simple things tonight…

That are the big things.

 

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#577 Work freebies

I just LOVE freebies. I mean, who doesn’t? Simply today, I am grateful that I was able to receive some awesome family fun passes to use in a couple of weeks time, from my awesome place of employment…

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The Royal Melbourne show, anyone? The tickets can cost up to $40 per adult at the door, so to get a couple for free?

Yee-ha!

And the cherry on top of this most delicious of freebie cakes?

Baby girl is 4, so she gets in for FREE.

Winning 🙂

#573 Cat videos at work

It’s a great way to start your day, when you are laughing at cat videos shortly after 7 in the morning.

On a Saturday. At work. No I AM NOT procrastinating/slacking off. It was actually a part of my work, which makes it all the more sweeter (and totally gratitude-worthy).

Two which have stayed with me from this morning’s laugh-fest, was the little itty-bitty kitten meeting the turtle (I love tabby’s):

and then the second one, where the Mummy cat’s plans don’t go quite as expected…

That’s right children, RUN. Make yourself gone because your Mum is an embarrassment. LOL.

I don’t own the vids, but I would love to own ALL THE CATS. ALL of them.

What a great way to start a Saturday, work day, ANY day no less, but with laughter at some of the most delightful and lovable animals on this planet.

#570 Running through the Rain/Pain

Every so often we just need to dance in the shit storm that is Life…

 

I could have just gone to work. I mean, I saw the dark menacing clouds up ahead. I thought “I have 5 minutes, tops.”

But I love coffee too much. I stopped at the café that I always pass on my way into work mid-week.

I stood near the counter after my order, shifting weight from foot to foot, every so often glancing outside and wondering, how long would it hold off…

My coffee didn’t take long. The lady behind the counter called out “medium cap with one sugar?” and I was off…

And I literally took 10 steps towards the pedestrian crossing outside, when it started to plummet down.

As Melbourne is so temperamental in its weather, so too is it temperamental in its rain.

I knew it couldn’t last that long, and also, knowing I had occasional shelter along the way, I decided to risk it.

Just as I had risked the coffee.

I walked briskly. I couldn’t run, coffee in hand. Even so with my quick steps, occasional light jogging, the coffee rose up through the spout and lid hole, spilling out around the edges.

I slurped it up, hastily threw a beanie on my head, and kept on going.

I DID have shelter along the way. But still, when exposed under the skies, it coincided with the constant stream of water coming out of the darkened heavens, so I got wet.

But I realised, as the water poured on me unrelentingly, my jeans starting to stick to my skin, and the coffee splashing out of the cup mixed with the water from above, that it was FUN.

Invigorating. I felt alive. And I think getting rained on, is not such a bad thing…

So long as you dance in it 🙂

 

Dance through the storm, and the world will smile with you 🙂

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#563 Fanciful wishes

So, you may have realised by now that I live by the water…

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…and also, I work by it.

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It’s occurred to me a few times now that there is water almost everywhere I go. And the funny thing is, I never really AIMED to live by the water, or work by it. Work location was pure chance, and even when I was a teen, I’d say wishfully that one day, I’d love a beach house. A part of me never really wished for it, because it felt too hard, and too unrealistic.

I thought it may happen if I was loaded and filthy rich after my young-adult series took off, by let’s say the age of 45. And then it would be a holiday house, not a living-in 365-days-of-the-year house.

And instead, by early 30s, not rich by any means, I found myself living by the bay and I didn’t even want it bad for my whole life… only like, 7 months of it before we moved in.

And so this story comes to mind as I stared at these boats near my work today. Because I’ve always thought it would be cool to have a boat, but only like, when the mortgage is paid off, I am comfortable, the children are grown up, my designer wardrobe is complete, and then and only then with the excess money I have left over from several overseas yearly holidays, then and only then would I think, ‘a boat.’

And as I thought this hilarious yet delightful sequence, something triggered, and I went ‘oh dear.’

Be careful what you wish for.

So today, here’s to fanciful wishes coming true, and being surprised by Life.

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#559 Done and Dusted Saturday

People all over the schooling/working world LOVE Saturdays. It is perhaps one of the most celebrated days of the week.

And yet for me, this glass half-full and gratitude gal, I couldn’t wait for it to be over.

And now that it is, I am now, finally grateful.

I worked. It was one of those days. And then stomach cramps and spasms thrown on top of it definitely didn’t help. But for me, my weekend begins sometime tomorrow, and after a good long sleep in, I know I will feel better.

Sometimes we just need to go to bed, and start again. So I am grateful for that. The end today, means a new beginning tomorrow…

#556 The basketball hoop

I was feeling lowly and flat at times today, and not because I was back at work. It was more my own bodily cycles, seasonal symptoms, as well as the fact that I slept 5 hours last night, with my body screaming “why aren’t I sleeping ’til 9?!” when the alarm got me up at 5am.

Hubbie went to Kmart with baby girl and got her this:

basketball

(Who are we kidding, he got himself that).

He set it up for her and they went wild slam-dunking all over the place. Slam-dunking over the door, slam-dunking over a shelf, even slam-dunking over a chair so that it was more ‘slam-dunk accessible’ to baby girl.

I stood there in the kitchen washing the after-dinner dishes, smiling at them as they ran amuck. No one has ever been so happy to get air balls as baby girl was.

And although they say it’s not ideal to search outwards for your own fulfilment of happiness, I have to say on this day, I absorbed some of their youthful exuberance and playfulness, turning my grey day into a much sunnier one.

That’s what loved ones are for, right? Sometimes you just need a helping hand.