Monday, 25 March 2013


I'm still reeling from the fact that I signed up for an aerial class. What an idiot. I'll let you know how it goes after tomorrow when I have my first class. 

I had a trial soccer game this weekend and as usual, we lost. This was a real beating though - like 15-0. Bit of an epic fail really. It was nice to run around and stretch my muscles but I got bloody tired really quick. Should probably go to the gym a bit more now that the season has started!

This week I just have a few photos of Albus to share. I've been meaning to whip out my camera more lately but it's chunky and I still don't have a carry bag for it (can anyone please suggest great, affordable camera bags?) so I'm hesitant to bring it everywhere. This is what I managed to snap this week though...

Curlicue // Albus1

Curlicue // Albus2

Curlicue // Albus3

Curlicue // Albus4

Friday, 22 March 2013


So... I just did something crazy. I enrolled in a beginners aerial class.

// source //
Yeeeeah... I'm kind of really really scared but you know what? The only way you'll ever be successful, or happy, is to try new things. Even though the thought of this makes me want to crap my pants, I'm just going to throw on an adult nappy, reef my pants up and go all out on Tuesday.

This coming Tuesday. I can't even get a refund now that it's less than 5 days away.


The flip side is, if I don't die, I have a legit excuse to wear leg warmers. And maybe arm warmers.

I don't even think that "circus" acts are legit reasons to do either of those things but I'm going to die okay, so I'm just going to do whatever the heck I want.

Has anyone done any aerial performance before? 
Anything I should probably know?

Wednesday, 20 March 2013


We picked Albus up from the RSPCA yesterday and I am happy to report that so far, so good!

Choosing a rescue dog was the right decision for us. I have absolutely nothing against people who use breeders but for me, seeing all of the beautiful animals at the shelter really made the decision quite simple. There is quite a misconception about shelter animals and the reasons why they are given up. One of the most common reasons is that the owners simply underestimated the enormity of the task of owning a dog. It's almost as much work as a child - you are completely responsible for the wellbeing and safety of this creature living with you. That is a big job and not everyone is able to do it, and do it well.

We decided on the name Albus because, of course, Albus Dumbledore is an admirable character. Plus, it's a fun name. Albi for short! Originally his name is Texas but the people at the RSPCA didn't think he came in with that name as he wasn't overly responsive to it, so changing his name wasn't a big deal. He's cottoned on pretty quick to it, which is a good sign. We've bonded pretty well and are working out a couple of little kinks but overall, he is a real blessing. 

I'll just say, as I was writing this, he was lying next to me, having a little nap. I love you already Albus - welcome to the family!

Monday, 18 March 2013


Ah, life. You've out smarted me again.

My plans to take wonderful big girl camera photos this weekend just faded away as the weekend unfolded. Also known as, I forgot.

Saturday was spent trying on bridesmaid dresses for my almost-SIL's upcoming wedding. It was fun to spend some time with the lovely girls and a bonus to get extra time with my favourite nephew, who by the way, loves it when I say "Want your ass wiped?" I'm a terrible influence.

Sunday Justin and I made the decision to visit the RSPCA, the animal shelter. As many of you know, Justin's dog Buffy passed away 2 weeks ago but none of you know that I also lost my beautiful Jack Russell a few months ago. It happened whilst we were on holidays overseas and I was, and still am, absolutely gutted that I wasn't there for her at the end. It was a very sudden and unexpected passing and it still breaks my heart to think about.

The decision to get another dog was not one I had to think twice about. I am through and through a dog-lover and absolutely need a dog in my life. It's just how I am. I have never met a dog that I haven't loved and been able to form a connection with. The issue was really when I would get another dog. Having moved in with Justin and having his parents' house attached to ours, I was uncertain about the timing of getting another dog. Mentally and emotionally it is time for me to get another dog but there are many people in this house to consider. 

At the end of the day, we reached a decision to get a dog. We found a beautiful boy at the animal shelter today and if fate allows, we will be going back tomorrow to pick him up. If he has been adopted out by then, it just wasn't meant to be but I firmly feel this is the dog for me. 

If you have any experience with rescue dogs, I would love to hear your advice if you have any to share! I believe it's the right thing to do, because they get such a bad rap and they just need loving homes. 

I hope you all had a lovely and productive weekend! If anyone would like to come over and do my university readings for me and put together a shelving unit, I'd be entirely grateful! ;)

And a completely unrelated photo for your viewing pleasure - a sneak preview of the engagement party photos!!
My mini-me.

Friday, 15 March 2013


It's Friday night, just gone 11pm and I am absolutely knackered. This has been the craziest but loveliest week of my life. On Tuesday I officially moved in with Justin - woo! Since then I have been doing crazy long days and so much building. Holy moly.

We have made several trips to IKEA and we have a lot to show for it. I promise to use my big girl camera and take some serious photographs this weekend of real life and the progress we've made but I thought I'd show you what I've been snapping on my iPhone.

I have done so much cleaning that it no longer makes me happy. That's a lie, it still makes me happy. I just wanted to pretend to be somewhat normal for a second there. I'm back.

Oh and if anyone in the area needs a builder, Jasmine's Construction Services is now open for business. I am fully capable of putting together bedside tables (yes, plural), coffee tables, unfurling rugs, and vacuuming every square inch possible. I feel so domesticated yet somewhat manly. I'll let you know how this confusion pans out.

Wednesday, 13 March 2013


I am writing this at University, perched on a huge pink seat thing, awkwardly facing a girl who is silently reading her book in this silent corridor. I'm also sitting like a man, legs in full blown straddling position. Relax I'm wearing jeans.

I realise that my absence has made even the coldest of your hearts tingle with fear and for that, I am sorry. A lot of "stuff"  has been going on around my here parts lately. 

Starting from today, let's work backwards.

There was an accident on Mt Ousley. Can I just stress how bloody annoying that is? Like I wasn't late enough for University as it was, just throw in some hooligan speeding over a particularly windy mountain. *slow clap for that person* I had to take a detour that everyone else on the face of the Earth took and thus I missed my first lecture and thus, here we are.

The reason I was running late this morning though is because... well... I MOVED HOUSE!

*cue crickets*

It is actually pretty exciting though. The long of the short is that Justin's family house is actually two houses connected by a single wall and so Justin has basically been living in an entire house by himself since his brothers moved out. His parents live in the other end (obviously) and to help us save up some cash for the future yet still be together *nawww*, I have moved in with Justin. 

And let me tell you, was that a process and a half. 

My team of professional cleaners (Mum and Nan, thanks guys) have been helping me to get the place liveable over the past couple of days. Boy was it not liveable before that. That is what years of boys and their friends will do to a place. You'll all be pleased to know that downstairs is now safe enough to live in - yay!

I also did my first grocery shop for the place last night and my homemade sandwich this morning was delish. A bit of wholemeal bread, vintage cheese and honey baked ham goes down a treat as you drive like a lunatic to Wollongong. Bet you didn't know THAT

I have big plans to take pictures this week when it is all properly finished (there's a rug and a coffee table to come from IKEA still and a few bits of furniture left to build) but I am so very excited. Tonight is my last official night at home (I assume people will cry, there'll be outrage in the streets) so that will be interesting. I assume my mother will cling to me, become Italian, wail at the top of her lungs and scream WHY ARE YOU LEAVING ME?!

We'll see.

I hope you are all well and better for this fantastic story I have shared to brighten up your impending Wednesday. I am at University today for a total of 11 hours and have a 13 hour day including the driving so THUMBS UP for getting through Wednesdays.


There are no pictures for this post because I am at University, surrounded by strange people and well, yeah. I don't love you all enough to take awkward photos. Sorry.

Friday, 8 March 2013


Thank you all so, so much for the beautiful words you sent me after the last post I wrote. Every single one of them made me cry again but I needed it and I truly appreciated your kind words.

This has been a rollercoaster week and if we're being honest, I am still utterly miserable. I miss that dog so much, it really has broken my heart. Her presence was just indescribable and I miss her warmth. I miss her beating heart, her cuddles, her love for everyone. 

I began University again this week, back at my new, old university with my somewhat new but sort of old degree. I'm all over the place but walking back onto that familiar campus yesterday, I felt so blessed. I was granted an opportunity to return and I felt truly happy, something I haven't felt in a while. Maybe it was the comfort of the familiar in a week filled with the loss of the familiar, but whatever it was, it felt right and I felt happy.

I still have big plans in the works that I'm afraid I just can't share yet, but happy vague posting is not as bad as sad vague posting right? So know that I'm on the path to happiness and that it involves a vacuum cleaner.

I wish you all a warm, wonderful weekend and thank you all once again for the support you have shown me. I promise, next week I'll be back with crude humour, charm and wit. You're welcome.
my attempt at a happy face. go with it.

Monday, 4 March 2013


I think today was the worst day of my life. This morning I said goodbye to one of my best friends. 

My beautiful, sweet little Buffy passed away today.

I can't talk much about it because I am literally shattered and heartbroken. I will miss her so, so much and truly feel like a piece of me is missing. I loved that dog so much and I would've done anything for her. She was a part of me and we really did have a strong connection. Whilst I am glad she is no longer suffering, I know I will struggle daily without her. Leaving her for 6 weeks whilst we went away was incredibly painful for me and I felt such relief to come home and be with her. I feel that pain again though and know that this time, there will be no relief. She is gone. 

Buffy, know that I loved you incredibly and if there was anything I could've done, I would've. You were the best dog and I will always be grateful for the happiness you brought me. I love you so much Buff.