A Sunday

Well. It's Sunday. And today was fan-freakin-tastic. My employer works for NASA (so if Christi-Ann can go around saying she worked for P Diddy, I can now say I work for NASA) And today, my lovely friends at NASA booked out an entire theme park for their employees & families.

Booyah.

So we hit Elitch Gardens, Denver... and it was insane in the membrane. Uber fun. Who needs the royal show? Am I right ladies?! Bah. Cookie Dough Dippin' Dots rule. Kickin' it with the kids was so good. Dancing around to Eric Hutchinson & The Jo Bros. Ahhhh so good. Carousel? Again? Works for me.

Life is swell.

Skype. I love you. Thank you for making it possible for me to give my Mumma the forks from the other side of the world. Genius. (Insert anniversary well wishes to the olds here.)

Today I learnt: Convenience is key.

Exhibit A- Drive through ATM. Exhibit B- Starbucks inside grocery store.

"On a Sunday go once around, because when the rides done, the hopes that you've carried, they fall out from your hands & back to the ground" JIMMY EAT WORLD

Breakfast In NYC

I could live forever if I had an endless supply of bagels and Snapple.

Ok, so, I've just left New York, after 5 super intense days of Au Pair training and acting like a crazed tourist. Oh. My. Gah.

I think I want to live there forever and ever and ever. So yeh. Bagel in one hand. Snapple in the other.

I made a new best friend. Times Square. He's just so pretty and bright and brill. Together we danced to Gaga, joined team Lauren, and hung out with Edward Cullun's prom suit. Mmmmmm.

Favourite contradiction of the week- "girls, let's spend the entire day learning about gross germs and bacteria, and then head back to the communal showers where everyone's water runs together." VOMIT.

Good times. Good new friends. Bad showers.

"Breakfast in New York, and I know that we're dreaming..." OPPENHEIMER

Butterflies & Hurricanes

So here we go.

Welcome to the next 525600 minutes of my life.

For those of you who aren't super good at math (or living your life vicariously through RENT), I welcome you to the next year of my life.

August 2009 marks a goodbye. And a welcome one at that. The last 525600 minutes of my life weren't so hot, SO, I decided to do something about it.

So goodbye crazy year. Hello happiness.

Next week, I get my ass on a plane, and head to a new country, a new job, a new bunch of people, and I start again.

And I’m so freakin' excited. And a little bit scared. And a whole lot of nervous. But mostly just excited.

Hooray for 525600 minutes of awesomeness.

“Change everything you are, and everything you were, your number has been called” MUSE