Entries from April 2009 ↓

Today’s is Father’s last day at work for all time. That will bring the total number of parents I have who are retired to 2! Yikes. Feels pretty strange. Makes me feel kind of old but funnily enough doesn’t make me think my parents are old. It must be incredibly weird for them, imagine not ever getting up and going to work again. Imagine having to live off your savings! Both parents have been working longer than I’ve been alive so when you think of it in those terms it’s no wonder they’ve been encouraged to go to ‘retirement seminars’ to learn how to fill in their days now that their lives are finally about what they want to do and not about what someone else expects you to do at work. I know a lot of the time when I’m tired and grumbling through a work day I daydream about never having to work again but the reality would be quite a hurdle as well.

Mother finished work at Easter, and tomorrow they’ll both be home. Fighting over who gets the mail and who answers the phone! Mother’s been ‘tidying up’ apparently, Father will probably go searching for his favourite old checked shirt to do some gardening only to find it’s been ‘tided up’. Groan. Suppose I better tidy up our spare room as now they’ll have all the time in the world to come visit and clean my oven and fix leaky taps. Have to make them feel useful!

So I rang Father at work this morning, which I don’t think I’ve done in the last 18 years while he’s been in his current job, in fact the last time was probably when I was at high school and rang him when he worked at MAF, not that I can remember what I rang him for. Probably to borrow the car. He reckoned it was to ask for money!

Man, have never eaten so much feijoa crumble in my life! We’re not usually a pudding family and tonight we finally got to the bottom of the huge boxful we brought back from Awakeri at Easter – the majority survived as I cycled them through the fridge. We got quite good at making individual crumbles.

We’ll probably get pudding cravings tomorrow night!

Have received much sh*t from the Mister over the last 6 weeks as I have been totally absorbed and enamored with the Twilight series – yes yes, teen novels. But I don’t care. I enjoyed reading them. I was totally drawn into the romance of it all. Plus I’ve never really got into any kind of science fiction or make believe stories and this series was obviously pitched at a level that I would understand that subject matter. I’m pretty impressed with myself that I got through 4 huge books in 6 weeks – and worked every day and knitted a small child’s sweater (Nicky, if you’re reading this I’m up to the sewing up part)! And they’re huge books – 430, 560, 640 and 750 pages!

I can’t wait for the movie of the second book to come out in September! (And I bet the Mister will come with me …)

Up to 8 steps in a row … not long now!

We’ve got Patricia Cornwell’s recipe book Food to Die For that we’ve made a few things from over the years. It’s a great book, a collection of all the recipes or dinners mentioned throughout the Kay Scarpetta novel series. There’s a recipe for Braided Country Bread in it that we thought we’d try today – good crusty white bread with no wholemeal flour in it, after not enjoying last week’s bread.

We didn’t do the braiding business. This recipe had less yeast and warmed milk and honey. It was great! Slightly more yeasty, moist and dense than fresh bread from a bakery but quite like those rolls called ‘homemade cob loaf’ that you get at restaurants sometimes. We ate it warm with just butter and jam. YUM. Enough left for toast tomorrow morning too which I can’t wait for because it looks as though it’ll keep better than the rye loaf from last week.

So the ‘Twit’ category is short-lived, have moved to real Twitter. Might hook it into my blog one day if the Mister will work it out for me.

http://twitter.com/orangegirlnz

OMG – just saw Laura, the Wellington girl on the current season of NZ’s Next Top Model in our building lift!

Last yoga class last night. However, I’ve been saved in my quest to find a new place to go because last week our instructor started to gather up interest in people sticking with him if he ran one class a week himself. So I wrote my name on the list. Only thing is, he’s not doing it at beginner level (yes I know in your minds I’m probably not a beginner seeing as I’ve been going for 3 years) so I’m guessing that there might be a few new poses to learn or I’ll not be as bendy as others in the class.  Seems like it might be going ahead. It’s going to be in the same place at a later time. So good news is I get to keep the same instructor, bad news is it’ll be harder which will mean I hurt even more the next day and I’ll have to have dinner really late on a Thursday night. Might have to start having a Thursday afternoon snack that’s more than a bikkie – god, might have to bring bread to work and store it in the kitchen like everyone else. Yick.

I hope Gotham is open in the morning. ANZAC day and most everything else is closed until 1pm.

Soft tap tap tap on the glass wall of our office early this morning – my wool supplier had arrived with the additional ball of possum wool I need to finish the possum jumper with stars on it. The lights were out in the stairwell so it felt very back alley and suspicious!