I am still alive.
And quite well actually.
I have been home here in Melbourne for almost a week now and have been doing a number of things that I probably should have blogged about.
Coulda. Shoulda. Woulda.
But I haven’t and don’t even feel guilty about it.
Ok, that’s a lie – because I have been dying to share with y’all what I have been doing in the last few days.
No sarcasm there either. (And I had to specify that because some people
Evs think that I have unintentional attitude. Jerk.)
Can I just say it is fucking freezing??!
My body took one look at the temperatures as soon as I stepped off the plane, raised an eyebrow and attempted to smuggle itself back on the next flight to the warmest place it could think of.
My brain firmly told my body to HTFU* and went for a walk with the doggies (who by the way were ecstatic to see me but again declared their true love for Evs within five seconds. Jerks).
My body didn’t like being told what to do and promptly got a cold.
My brain made me roll my eyes and pour myself a few glasses of red wine.
My body was then happy.
Do you see what I have to deal with??!
They do say that a picture is equal to a thousand words, so with that logic I present a few moments of the last week in no particular order:
Lots of cooking.
A new haircut.
Playing with the doggy-babies.
Reading an endless pile of books.
Catching up on favourite shows.
That’s at least a gazillion words there.
So what have you guys been up to??
*For those not down with the lingo – HTFU = Harden The Fuck Up. Said with much love to myself