It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas

I know I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again – I love, love, love the lead up to Christmas. It’s beginning to look a whole lot like Christmas in the House of Posy.

Christmas

We’ve been busy this past week wrapping presents, writing Christmas cards, and watching Christmas movies, all while burning the Christmas candles. Even PosyKitty got in on the act.

It’s also been a week for chocolate crackles, reindeer noses, festively painted nails, Christmas parties, finding lucky* dimes, way too many drinks, and generally over-indulging. I’d like to say that I foresee last-minute gym work-outs in my immediate future to appease my guilt, but that would probably be a lie.

 

*Dimes are lucky… Right, guys? … I’m in need of a little luck…

 

Easter Weekend Wrap-Up

Are you enjoying your long weekend?

I’ve been looking forward to this little break since Christmas. I know I had a couple of days off for Niece Posy’s christening, but the trip to Melbourne really wasn’t very relaxing – I came home more tired than when I left. There has been a lot of relaxing happening this weekend in the Posy House, however.

We started our weekend with coffee at our favourite cafe, and the only open on Good Friday. When I worked at this cafe nearly four years ago, I absolutely hated working Good Friday – as one of the few cafes open it was always incredibly busy, we weren’t paid penalty rates, and I wanted to be home with my family… but now… now how the tables have turned!

Mr Posy has been looking forward to Thor for quite a while, and I thought it was fair to indulge him, especially as he always comes along to watch my chick-flicks. As somebody who isn’t a huge fan of comics, I enjoyed the movie. I’d say that I actually preferred Iron Man over Thor, but Mr Posy would be very disappointed in me…

I had a hankering for prawns late on Saturday, and as not much was open, it was down to the Wharf for dinner for us. The weather was a little warmer than earlier in the week, which was a shame, but the prawns were good!

Can you see the rainbow? I didn’t realise I’d captured it until I was home after my swim… I’ve been trying to get as many laps in as I can before the weather cools down and it gets too cold to swim. I’m such a PosyTownite (to my disgust) – I avoid the water for a good three or so months of the year!

Mr Posy’s Ma dropped by on Sunday with a carton of eggs. She’s been stopping by a lot lately, with milk, bread, apples, etc… So when she turned up with eggs I was a little egg-asperated (sorry, I couldn’t help myself!), as we have more than we can possibly get through in our fridge as is. When I realised they were warm, I open up the carton to find that they were boiled eggs… and they were red! I wasn’t entirely sure what I was supposed to do with them, but I did vaguely remember Mr Posy telling me about egg-cracking competitions with his father. When Mr Posy returned home, he confirmed that it was for a game – where we were to take turns cracking each others eggs…

I WON! Mr Posy went through 10 eggs, I went through 2 eggs, and was the “last man standing” (I’m not sure if it was my egg or my technique, but I was on a roll). Apparently I’m assured good luck for the rest of the year – I’ll take that!

Surprisingly, none of these were consumed… I gave up chocolate for Lent, and had this crazy idea where I thought I’d see if I can keep it up a little longer. I can’t tell you how tempting chocolate is, with it staring me in the face every time I open the fridge or freezer door, but… I feel good about this.

There was some gelato consumed however – down by the Waterfront. I was really surprised at just how many people were laying around in the hot sun. I know I tried the tanning-thing when I was in my teens (I never tanned, always went went lobster-red then peeled), but now that I’m in my 20s and old enough to know better? It makes me cringe. Haven’t I become quite the Tanning Prude..

I caught Mr Posy’s man-flu lurgy, and spent a good deal of the weekend on the couch watching trash cable (Park St, 16 and Pregnant, Teen Mom, Sex and the City, Wife Swap – you get the idea)… Yesterday it was at its worst, so I’m hoping that was the peak of it, and that now I’m on my way to recovery. It hasn’t been pleasant, let me tell you – muscle aches, sore ears, sore throat (my tonsils are huge!), my eyes are burning, it’s hard to breathe etc… However I’m not sure that it’s bad enough for three days off work like a certain Mr Posy somebody… Ahem.

Unfortunately thanks to the aforementioned lurgy, I missed the ANZAC Day Dawn Service and ANZAC Parade this year. I’ve been at my worst first thing in the morning, so I wasn’t able to drag myself out of bed early enough. I was glad that my brother wasn’t marching this year – I would have felt extremely guilty had he been! I did take time to reflect, however. Lest We Forget.

Travel Snap Tuesday: Boxing Day in Central Park

Cabs on Central Park West

It was Boxing Day, 2007.  It was absolutely freezing outside, but not quite cold enough to snow (something that I still have to stop myself from complaining about), and I was coming down with some kind of holiday-exhaustion-meets-plane-germs lurgy. Not one to rest while on holiday (I wouldn’t want to miss out on anything!), I was adamant that we were spending the day in Central Park. It was on the schedule, after all. I had spent at least six months agonising over every little detail, planning our trip with military precision – we were sticking to that bloody schedule.

We grabbed a map from the Visitor’s Centre (the Dairy), and made our way around the park. I will never forget how cold I was that day. Chilled-to-the-bone cold. I bought a hot coffee from a cart selling snacks and beverages by Wollman Rink, but it barely warmed my insides. I couldn’t understand how it could possibly be so cold, yet not snow. I was freezing – and there was only one thing that kept me going. Squirrels.

Squirrel-spotting

Much to Mr Posy’s dismay, I was more interested in chasing squirrels than I was in the beautiful park that surrounded us. I squealed with glee when one particularly bold squirrel came right up to my shoe, but with nothing to feed him, he quickly ran off.

We hiked around the park, taking in the sights, stopping occasionally to snap a photo when I would spot a squirrel. After a few hours of this (and a lunch break), I began to grow tired. I was sick, I was freezing, and my clothes were damp thanks to the mist and a light sprinkle of rain. I wanted to go back to the hotel room. I wanted a hot shower. I wanted to crawl into bed and sleep.

Mr Posy had other ideas. He wanted to find Strawberry Fields.

We were somewhere in the middle of Central Park, and I had no idea which way was up. I couldn’t work out where we were, or how to get to where Mr Posy wanted to be. I was tired and cold and starting to whinge. But still, Mr Posy was on a mission.

Occasionally I would spot a squirrel, and I’d perk up a little. For a few minutes. My feet were starting to hurt, and I was getting more tired by the minute. I didn’t think we were ever going to find where we needed to be. Or our way out of the park. Eventually we hit Fifth Avenue. Awesome. We were blocks and blocks away from Strawberry Fields. I begged to go back to the hotel. We could come back tomorrow. I just want to sleep. We have the ballet tonight. I don’t feel very well.

Mr Posy would not give in. I began to grow suspicious. And a wee bit nervous.

It took us two hours, but we found Strawberry Fields.

Stalling, I pointed out a vendor selling gloves. “Look! You’ve been saying all day you wanted gloves! These are like mine!” Mr Posy exchanged a few greenbacks for the gloves. He lingered around the Imagine tribute, taking a couple of snaps (I refused – people might think I was a tourist…), until the crowd thinned out a little.

“Miss Posy? Can you take a shot of us both by the tribute?”

I was a gun at taking self-portrait shots and he knew it. I knelt down beside him; my stomach had butterflies. He was on one knee. Was this it?

Imagine – Strawberry Fields

It was here that Mr Posy whispered into my ear, asking me if I could “imagine” spending the rest of my life with him. It was here that I giggled nervously, not really believing that he was asking, asking me, despite knowing that a ring had been in his luggage for over a week. It didn’t feel real.

It was here that I said “Yes”. I no longer felt cold.

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Travel Snap Tuesday: Where imagination is the destination

My dear friend Little Miss Moi is with child. She also has a two and a half year old. She works full-time, and her husband is often away for business. And she’s been blogging up a storm. My “I’m too tired to blog, I’m exhausted” excuse suddenly makes me feel pretty darn lazy. It is for this reason that I find myself trawling through travel photographs and trying to string some thoughts together late on a Tuesday night, following a particularly lovely home-cooked roast at my Ma’s.

I don’t consider myself well-travelled. When I was 19, I went on a 4-day cruise to New Zealand with my (at the time) bestie. When we eventually got to Auckland, we stayed the night, and then caught the earliest plane back to Sydney. We were poor uni students, and had spent most of our fun-money on the cruise, in our defence.

Mr Posy and I have holidayed in major cities around Australia. We’ve been to the USA twice, and both trips were spectacular. We still have to trek through Europe, shop in Singapore, lounge around in Bora Bora, ski in Japan, and head back to the US for another visit however!

Our first trip overseas together was pretty magical – first stop: Disneyland, California. Just prior to Christmas, 2007.

I’ll never be able to explain the overwhelming emotion that I felt walking through Downtown Disney, and then through the gates of Disneyland. My eyes welled up, and the tears spilled over. To this day, I can’t decide if I was overwhelmed with happiness, or if it was some kind of indescribable sadness – that I’d never again feel the way I did in that moment. I think too much, I know; Mr Posy tells me this often.

Mr Posy was such a trooper – I dragged him all around the park, forcing him to ride carousels, and making him pose with characters. The Mad Tea Party spinning teacups in Fantasyland were easily my favourite attraction; I dragged Mr Posy on the ride three times in as many days. I spun the teacups round and round, as fast as they would possibly go. I felt a sense of lightness, like the world had disappeared and only Mr Posy and I were left.

We spent three days at Disneyland – on our last day we spent 15 hours wandering around the park. We went on every. single. ride. We ate our bodyweight in $1 churros. And it all finished with a magical crescendo of music and fireworks over the Disney castle.


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