Totes on sale for post 550!

Woo hoo, 550 posts about silly things like my idiot dog and brooches - I totally rock the drivel blog scene. So two cool things are happening this week - the 550th post of course and I fly out to Germany for my first ever bridesmaid gig... rockin.

My little Etsy and Made It shops will be offline from 11 May until 22 May while I am away. Until I leave I have 25% off everything in both shops - that's awesome.

Click here for my Made It shop with almost 100 handmade items all on sale.

Click here for my Esty shop - just use 'Holidays' at the checkout for the 25% off.

Here are some of the last name tags I made for the wedding - as she (the bride) is an Aussie getting hitched in Germany I thought it would be nice to have a few Australian-themed tags. The first one is obviously not for an old German Oma. 

They're all bundled up in little envelopes sealed with washi tape - I seriously love washi tape.

My little garden in pots

While we're renting I have to make do with a 'garden in pots' - all my pots are from the Tip Shop and at $5 a pop they're pretty good value. I buy my seeds on eBay, you can find so many cool variants by using 'heritage' or heirloom' in your search. 

I have some Thai Pink Egg Tomatoes sprouting alongside some Royal Black Chillies. There's not much 'gardening' per se. I just water them and pick herbs and veggies from the pot but it's nice to have a few fresh things to add to dinner - Sybil likes to supervise.

   

Das wedding, das countdown...

A little under two weeks and I'm off to the land of sausage and steins for a German country wedding. I have made all the name tags (to be tied to the wine glasses) with a few spare so the bride-to-be can pick and choose which tag goes with what drunk aunt or weird cousin. 

Before I fly out I need to find myself a new suitcase - as there is no way I'm taking my faithful old red backpack - there's an age you get to when you decide your luggage needs wheels and also possibly needs to match. Apparently I have reached that age.

Looks like this Friday will be a late-night shopping expedition in the city followed by a dinner date - and so wheeling my luggage to dinner, classy.

A little test of my tolerance

Yesterday Mr reread and I walked to the Tarragindi ANZAC service, as did many other people from the neighbourhood. A whole gaggle of peeps from the hood also thought it was cool to take their yappy dogs and Cheerio-loaded children. 

I think it's nice that the community was there and that people brought their kids along - BUT - if you cannot ask your kids to 'be quiet and listen' for a whole half an hour out of their entire god-damn day then leave them at home with the TV and a box of cereal FFS. 

I know the really little ones cry etc. but these kids were old enough to know the phrase 'OMG come over her, look at me ... ' so they were old enough to know 'be quiet and listen'. There were some good kids who were draped over shoulders being all quiet and cute - maybe they were drugged.

Please keep your devil spawn at home...

Thursday's card

I am pooped. Today I spent four and a half hours walking around with photography equipment on a pair of legs that not 24 hours before had done one of those silly ABT classes. ABT stands for abs, butt, thighs - and was basically just 45 minutes of a woman yelling at us to 'get lower' - squat, after squat, after god-damn squat. I can't walk down stairs 'forward' today I have to kind of crab walk. That's why this post is short and only has a photo of a card ... you can buy this in my shop BTW, xxxx sore-ass lady.

8km to Oblivion

After our tour de APT on Sunday we decided it was way too much of a nice day to not be outside - so we walked into the Valley for beer and chips at Fat Boys. To walk 4km for chips seems silly, but I'm sure we burned some calories and I'd rather eat at Fat Boys than any of the grotty inner city places.

4km back via City Hall (we had a look inside at the newly renovated spaces - beautiful) and then to the Barracks for pizza and a film. The film of choice for the night Oblivion.

So, I like Tom Cruise about as much as I like swallowing a fly while jogging, however I do grant the man can act. I know he's a fruit loop who has been known to couch jump and rant about a religion devised by a LSD taking even fruitier  loop, but I actually quite enjoyed this film.

I don't like Sci Fi at the best of times. Avatar - not only was this film like some weird Pocahontas ilk with blue people but it was in vom vom 3D, I fucking hate 3D - my whole life is in 3D - I'll take my cinema in 2D thanks. Tron - this was a two-hour long saga come advert for Ducati with some mediocre acting and a paradox thrown in for good Sci Fi measure. Prometheus - I got lost in the story line half way in and the whole self aborting an alien baby scene was just seriously, fucked up.

I could go on.

Oblivion was thoroughly enjoyable, this may have been due to the two beers, a wine and bag of coloured popcorn - which I later found out was only 43% popcorn, so should have been named 'popcorned colour' - that I had ingested throughout. I think the main selling point was the lovely house in the clouds Tom and his wifey share while protecting earth from scavengers or some such thing - I was totally adding a few Marimekko throw cushions and an Eames chair to that room in my head. 

I give it four out of high GI and alcohol influenced stars. Also the last 15 or minutes make absolutely no sense at all - just roll with it.

APT thanks for the memories

The Asia Pacific Triennial is on at GoMA once every three years (funny that) and I've been to each one so far. In 2010 I celebrated my 30th birthday early with my lovely other half at the APT 2010 as he was  going to be in Colombia on my actual birthday.

This year we went back and we only just made it - we caught the last day of the exhibition - it was worth it, so many awesome exhibits.