My Place, Won't You Be My Neighbor

Well the time has come to finally show you my place. After weeks of procrastination and assuring my Dad that this would get done, I am doing it! It might have been more logical to put these pictures up as soon as I got here, but nah, that is not how I roll. But you can now join me on a tour of my place:

Here is my bed, with the rockin' hand-me-down asian comforter, I love free. Plus every once in a while me and my friends like to guess what the symbols mean. We think it would be funny if they said things like "restless sleep, nightmare, or lollipop." I must admit I am not a fan of having to sleep in a child size bed at the age of 23, but the worst part is not the size, it is the feel. In the words of Blaise, "what is this, made of rocks?" Aka it is hard, but oh well it is a place to sleep, so hooray for that.

Next you will find my "get ready station" it has all of my hair and make up things. Do you like that stand, that is a result of dumpster diving and fixing up. When I found that it was wobbly and had three wheels, now it works perfectly for me, hooray!

Here is my desk, as you can see my faithful coffee pot sits next to my computer, very scary at times, but hey it is the only place the cord will reach the plug, so I have to be very careful. This is where I write these blog posts, as I am doing right now.

And this is our kitchen. It is small but it works for most purposes. The main complaints with the kitchen are: 1. The stove is basically like four hotplates, and they never get to the right temperature. 2. See our microwave, well that is not only our microwave, but our oven...a bit small for any realistic baking needs, so cookies have been in short supply. 3. One of our roommates refuses to wash her dishes during the week and will only do them on the weekend, and she yells at us if we wash them.....but I digress.

Next welcome to our dining room. We have had a few dinners at this table (come to Australia, Brittany Scallon and I will feed you :). Also, we decided to brighten the room by painting a picture together, using the wacky color scheme of the apartment (aka, bright orange and green.) Oh yeah, and that is Bob our apartment fish, which was Cassi's brilliant idea....cough cough.

Finally welcome to our living room, where we sit on our big ugly couches and watch TV. If you have not yet noticed, yes my Halloween costume is hanging up over our art. We decided that Tony The Tiger is much nicer to look at than the 'art' that is permanently placed there (literally it is screwed to the wall as if someone would want to take it.) Behind tony the tiger is a picture of a headless mannequin with a naughty nurse costume on....

Well I hope you enjoyed the tour. If anyone would like to come and visit you are more than welcome. Plus we are getting a grill soon! So we can throw a shrimp on the barbie for you :)

Walking in a Sandy Beachy Land

Inspired by my last post, I have re-written one of my favorite Christmas carols to fit with my current location and season.

The Original Winter Wonderland Version (by Felix Bernard ):

"Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, We're happy tonight. Walking in a winter wonderland.

Gone away is the bluebird, Here to stay is a new bird He sings a love song, As we go along, Walking in a winter wonderland.

In the meadow we can build a snowman, Then pretend that he is Parson Brown

He'll say: Are you married? We'll say: No man, But you can do the job When you're in town.

Later on, we'll conspire, As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, The plans that we've made,
Walking in a winter wonderland.

In the meadow we can build a snowman, And pretend that he's a circus clown We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman, Until the other kids knock him down.

When it snows, ain't it thrilling, Though your nose gets a chilling We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way, Walking in a winter wonderland."

My New and Improved Version to fit a Sydney Wonderland (using the same tune as Felix Bernard):

"Ferry honks, are you listening? On the bridge, lights are glistening. It's a beautiful sight, were happy tonight, walking in a sandy beachy land.

Gone away are the normal birds, here to stay are the cheeky birds. They make crazy sounds, as we go along. Walking in a sandy beachy land.

On the beach we can build a sand mermaid, and pretend that she is Ariel. We'll say do you want to be a human, and she will try to give us her voice box.

Later on we'll perspire, as we tan and feel like fire. Our faces will burn, for aloe they'll yearn. Walking in a sandy beachy land.

On the beach we can build a sandcastle, and pretend it is being attacked by tsunamis. We'll say can you take, it'll say no man, and it will wash away in the water.

Sand in toes, ain't it thrilling, soft white sand, what a feeling. We'll frolic and play, the surfer dude way. Walking in a sandy beachy land."

Christmas Down Under

I have been having a hard time getting that "Christmas spirit" feeling. Not because I am grumpy or a scrooge...I think it is just because the weather is not changing into a cold and snowy wonderland. Right now I am surely not, "walking in a winter wonderland," there are definitely not possibilities to, "in the meadow we can build a snow man," and I will surely not, "dream by the fire." Because it is summer, and at times it gets so hot, that I cannot sleep. All of the Christmas advertisements show little girls helping to decorate the Christmas tree in sun dresses, which always makes me laugh. Anyways, James and I decided to try and get into the Christmas spirit by putting up a tree. It sure did help. But all the snowy Christmas songs still sound a bit silly, when I look out his window and see the ocean. Here is the result of our handy work:

We think we did pretty good, don't ya think? How is the weather in yesterday land? A little more Christmasy?