afternoon light. |
warm enough for iced coffees! |
excuse my dirty hippie feet – I’d been outside, planting a tree. no, really. |
sometimes I just sit around and take photos/videos of him. he’s ridiculous. |
afternoon light. |
warm enough for iced coffees! |
excuse my dirty hippie feet – I’d been outside, planting a tree. no, really. |
sometimes I just sit around and take photos/videos of him. he’s ridiculous. |
I am thankful for my home, which keeps me grounded and safe. I’m thankful for Jango; my ever-bouncy baby bunny – he’ll be turning 1 soon – who makes me smile when I’m feeling my worst. I’m thankful for my clothing; for ever-so-slowly discovering my own personal style, which communicates so much of ourselves to the outside world. I’m thankful for coffee. I’m thankful for Rufus. I’m thankful for a healthy body. I’m thankful for family. I’m thankful for a growing circle of friends. I’m thankful for food – nourishing, wholesome, delicious food – and new favourite restaurants. I’m thankful for an upcoming holiday – and of course, the financial stability required for a mid-year holiday.
I’m thankful for my ring collection. I’m thankful for my hair. I’m thankful for my eye colour. I’m thankful for new BB cream. I’m thankful for a facewash that works. I’m thankful for my favourite sunglasses and my favourite diary and my favourite blouse. I’m thankful for discovering a brand new way to wear cardigans.
I’m thankful for these photos, because they remind me of an awesome weekend spent wandering by the sea, eating delicious food, holding hands, and acquiring wonderful art.
I need to see the sea again.
Um, well, it’s been a while. So much is going on right now, most of which I don’t know how to articulate, and some of which I can’t tell you about just yet. So let’s focus on some little things for now.
Watching: We’re a bit restless in the TV department; switching between Under the Dome, Suits, and Broadchurch. I have to say I’m enjoying them all! Broadchurch and Under the Dome have me anxiously awaiting the next episodes, as always.
Friends! These two weekends past have been fun! Last weekend Rufus and I went to the Royal Adelaide Show with his parents (my favourite parts were the food and wine trail, and the baby animals; obviously). We went to the Central Markets and subsequently visited my family for fancy wine and fresh bread, dukkah and fancy oils before a decidedly un-fancy pizza feast. At home, Rufus continued his novel-writing journey (see more here) while I took photos, and we both continued to fall more in love with Jango.
This weekend was much more domestic. We celebrated the end of the working week with beers and pho at Adelaide Pho. I made sugar-free granola, gogi-chocolate-treats, and curried chickpeas. We went out for breakfast on Saturday morning, and spent some time at the Central Markets (again). We worked on a little project together and spent 7 hours cleaning our house – inside and out. On Sunday, we ran 12km for charity, and spent the rest of the day watching movies and napping at his parents’ house. In the evening, we got takeaway. I regret nothing!
I’m spending time studying furiously, daydreaming about travel, planning some big changes, and thoroughly enjoying my time with Rufus. I recently realised my two biggest passions – travelling and eating food – and I’ve been plotting and planning ways to dedicate more time to these activities. It seems so obvious now, but I had to ask myself the question to put my life into context: what am I passionate about? What makes me feel genuinely excited? (A link from this post helped me on my way.)
What are you passionate about?
I suppose the fun really started on Wednesday night – Rufus’ birthday! Rufus and I went out with his Mum, Dad and Nanna for some birthday tapas; despite the bitingly cold wind. We shared a carafe of sangria, a few plates of very tasty Spanish food, and some warm, indulgent churros for dessert.
On Friday, I ate burgers with one of my favourite people in the world (remember my Melbourne trip in February? And then in April?). We drank imported beers at Jack Ruby (a little American-style bar), and snacked on free popcorn, as we spoke about… well, everything. She has the ability to put everything in my life back in perspective. She honestly makes me a better human. I miss her quite terribly, truth be told.
In the evening, we went to Melt Pizzeria for Rufus’ surprise birthday dinner – I’d been planning it for months! (How I kept it a secret I will never know, as I am a terrible liar.) We sat around long tables and laughed for hours; filling our plates with pizza and tapas, and sipping on really great wine and beer. Rufus’ face was so sweet and endearing as he blushed and turned shy with the sudden increase of dinner-guests!
Saturday involved pancakes for breakfast, coffees and op-shopping and exploring a new part of town, a trip to our favourite Greek supermarket, long walks through the suburbs, and a beautiful engagement party for my cousin. It was such a wonderful day, made perfect with a night of laughter and silliness with my family over a few glasses of wine. I couldn’t have been any happier when I fell into bed on Saturday night!
Sunday morning was delicious.
Sauteed kale with chili flakes and goats cheese, eggs on wholemeal crumpets (with a little blackberry-vanilla bean jam), and a cup of tea. I flicked through blogs while Rufus played video games, and the morning started perfectly. We spent a little time at the farmer’s market before heading to his parents’ house to do our washing, where we cuddled on the couch and watched nature documentaries for hours. In the evening, we ran down to the beach to catch the sunset. We ate noodles for dinner, and watched cartoons with Jango before bed. After this weekend, I’m bursting with gratitude for the people in my life.
I’m starting to shake off the winter blues as I get more excited about Spring. I’m making plans for picnics and barbeques and wine-and-cheese nights and after dinner walks. I don’t know exactly what’s renewed my optimism and inspiration for life, but I’m glad it did.
Other highlights include puppysitting the sweetest little dog in the world (my dear friend‘s new puppy Banjo), actual sunshine, an early morning workout, breakfast at Zest cafe (muesli, fruit and yoghurt for her, spicy baked eggs with chorizo for him) in the aforementioned sunshine, frolicking through the farmers market and meeting up with a good friend, beers and nachos and a hilarious movie with some awesome friends, and a family dinner on Sunday night.
…He’s got a freakin’ moustache, guys.