Frustration Grrrrrrrr.

Grrrrrrrr. Am trying to set up a new blog system but the hosting company is not answering my emails. Very annoying. At least today is Friday for me – makes things a lot more tolerable.

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Had a wonderful birthday. Rae (hereby known as The Most Wonderful Woman In The World) spoiled me rotten. She found me a 100 year old map of Canada. What an amazing woman. It’s so precious I don’t want to handle it – just want it framed ASAP. Then there was the complete set of Fawlty Towers on DVD. I can’t believe what a lucky boy I am. We had dinner out with her Stinky, Zita, Rob and Marita too – a lovely evening.

Panic Over

Panic Over

They called, poor mum has the flu. She told me she went into labor about 8.30pm and I was born about 11.10. Guess that means I’m still 31.

Mmmmmmm

Mmmmmmm

9.00 am and no phone call from Mum and Dad. Most unusual.

Happy Birthday To Me

Happy Birthday To Me

32. Yikes. Rae said I’m not getting old, that you are only old when you reach….and then we realised dad is 80 and he isn’t old so we’ve decided there is no official marking off point.

Phee ‘helped’ open my presents this morning. By ‘helped’ I mean opened – she was so cute. Luckily I have matured a little, although the wait to see was killing me! Phee gave me a great Richmond glass, for all the beer that I drink. Goes back a way to once when we were all at the footy and Rae and I had a beer. Phee turns to me and says ‘Tony, why are you always drinking beer?’. I’m such an alcoholic; those two or three a week must really be doing me damage. Anyways the glass matches the wonderful Tigers tie that Rae gave me. I’ve already had one comment on it today – and I’ve only been at work half an hour.

I’ve also turfed my wallet in this time and replaced it with Mum and Dad’s present. It’s odd how you get attached to wallets – this last one even went overseas with me. Anyway the new one is all done, cards nicely arranged. All it will take is to earn some money to put in it and then to get it all nice and soft. Wallets take about a month or so to break in properly so you just have to be patient. Looking back I’m a bit worried that I have so many thoughts on wallets, I’m sure this can’t be natural.

Strange Love

Strange Love

I think I’m in love with my barber. Man, it is just the best experience having your hair cut at his place. Today I counted – no less than 4 lotions were applied in a quick and simple short back and sides. The guy is a legend. We got to talking about my work and now my card is in his window! Not that that many people wandering along Vernon St will ever want a web site, but it’s there none the less. If only you could smell how good my head smells now!

Worry

Worry

This week I should start work on a web site entitled ‘Tackling Bowel Cancer’. The thing that worries me most is they are going to have a logo. The mind boggles…

Morning

Morning

I must be getting old, what with it being the last day of me being 31. Monday morning and I want to be back in bed – think I actually fell back to sleep as I drove in to work. The longer I sit here, the more my head gravitates toward the desk. Just thinking that this morning I didn’t want to get out of bed ’cause it was five degrees yet yesterday afternoon we were laying in the park under a clear blue sky in t-shirts. Melbourne winters, gotta love ’em.

It’s all bad news for Thomas. After he and Phee did their impersonation of an alarm clock this morning he has been officially banished to the laundry to sleep. He had his chance. Phee was quite funny this morning too. After Thomas was locked away and she had been growled at for turning lights on when we were sleeping all was quiet for a few seconds. Then the sound of her door opening and a great stage whisper ‘Thomas….Thomas’. More yelling to get back to bed, which, along with much muttering, she eventually did. Life’s tough when your six and they lock your cat away.

Oh the Humainty

Oh the Humainty

You;d think an afternoon in the sun, drinking beer and chatting with Rae and my best mate would be an ideal way to spend the first day of winter. HAH! Wrong. The damn Tiger’s. It was such a good game, yelled myself horse. The boys played it right out and the game was a lot closer than the final 19 point margin.

Had a wonderful night with Rae last night. We stayed at The Novotel and Rae took me for the most wonderful dinner at Cafe Superbo. It was so nice to wake up looking out over the bay. A spot of shopping in South Melbourne and then off to the footy.

Life, in short, is grand.