It’s nearly the end of the week, and it could not have come any sooner for us here at this Little House. We’ve both had big, tiring weeks at work and various appointments and obligations out of work hours, but luckily we’re just in time for a long weekend and a trip down south with friends. I for one am looking forward to lazing by the pool, reading copious amounts of non-legal literature, eating fresh local produce and enjoying our friends’ company (with hopefully a few games of Trivial Pursuit and Euchre thrown in!).
Above are a few snaps of what life around these parts has been like over the past week or so: Sunday breakfast at our new local cafe, The Hardware Store; fresh pasta sheets that we turned into crab, prawn and ricotta ravioli; Mike using my grandmother’s pasta machine, on loan to help us decide whether to buy one of our own.
I’ll be back on the other side of this long-wished-for break. Bon weekend.
Happy Valentine’s weekend! Here at our little house we celebrated our first Valentine’s Day as a married couple in the best way – firstly, I received a lovely bouquet of rose and lily blooms at work, and then Mike picked me up after work and we shared burgers in the park (where I gifted husband with a frisbee), followed by a post dinner game of frisbee and a quiet night at home. Later in the weekend, we also went along to our second Fringe Festival performance, where we both had our first bubble tea experiences (it was yum!), and then saw our friend Fozzy sing amazing and fun (and sometimes sad) indie pop songs with his community choir. I also fit in some aunty/ niece time with my favourite little girls, a hair appointment, morning tea with Mike’s family and a Sunday screening of Wolf of Wall Street. I kind of hated it (and all of the failures to comply with subpoenas really got on my last lawyer nerve), but I also kind of think that was the point. I have tried to look past the debauchery and chauvinism and focus on the story telling and integrity of the film production, but I still just feel like I’ve spent three hours watching porn. Pretty sure I just need a nice period drama to set me straight again.
Loving … anything Royal Baby George. Princess Kate, I liked you before, I kind of love you now.
Lemming … Jennifer Behr‘s beautiful Gatsby-esque hair accessories (above), made by hand in New York City.
Eating … cauliflower and roast vegetable salads for lunch and fresh loaves of rye bread at home from Small Print Bakery & Roastery (and trying not to notice any of the home made caramel slices, misshapen muffins and banana bread that gets casually placed right near the cash register. And sharing good Italian food with friends last night at La Lola.
Looking … forward to half of a weekend with Mike, before taking off for Sydney on Sunday morning (mainly for work, but I am also on the hunt for a pair of wedding shoes).
Eating … brunch at Typika in Claremont (above) with Gem after the Zara Bryson car park sale last Saturday. (And drinking coffee from a new local, Milk and Paper, which is nice, but maybe I am a little dark about paying $5 for a 12 ounce cup just because I’m buying it out in the ‘burbs.)
Reading … the New Yorker online, just until my hard copies start making welcome weekly appearances on my desk. If I can’t be in New York City, at least I can read about it on a weekly basis.
Wishing … for a Nespresso machine. And my Mum back from overseas.
Getting … excited and nervous about my next wedding dress appointment. Hopefully my calico is being made as I type, and I will be able to resist talking about it to Mike for the next seven (seven!) months.
Everyone talks about always being so busy all of the time, and I have to say, I find myself saying the same thing a lot these days. Between work, home, family, friends and keeping healthy, there doesn’t seem to be a lot of unplanned time squeezed into life. This long Easter weekend has been a huge relief. The end of March saw my work review (and budget) year come to a close, and I felt like I hadn’t seen my family in too long.
Mike and I spent the weekend seeing loved ones, spending time in the fading summer sun, eating (a lot), sleeping in, getting little jobs done around the house (including adding a few new household purchases) and generally enjoying the long stretch of free time. It was lovely.
Because a post is not a post without images, some shots from our recent dinner at Gordon St Garage. I highly recommend the roast beetroot salad … and the entire contents of the sweets cabinet.
Last week, Gemma and I wandered down to Uncle Joe’s Mess Hall on King Street for a little workday lunch. Uncle Joe’s has had a bad rap in recent times, but we wanted to see for ourselves what the fuss was about. Gem and I both enjoyed a mix of the three salads that were available, in the peace and virtual solitude of Uncle Joe’s little corner at the end of an alley off the quiet end of King Street. Despite the controversy, I dug the decor and the general vibe, and lunch was pleasant enough. Good job Joe, I’ll be back.