Lady loves…
* An evening alone to cram home made asian mince and lettuce wraps into my mouth and spill it all down my front. Totally filthy and totally satisfied. Excellent.
* Ginger ale and Japanese ginger candy. Never been a huge fan of the old ginger. Perhaps I’m developing a more mature palette.
* Sitting on the deck with Co-Dependent Smaggle drinking gin and tonics.
* Having just one week of school left before I drive into the sunset and back to the Berra… until next term that is.
* The teacher that I went on an exursion with today who did a complete 360 in a narrow Melbourne street with 20 students on a giant bus to pick up a chair left as hard rubbish on the side of the road. The fact that she looks like a supermodel made it so much cooler. This tiny, gorgeous thing wearing all manner of scarves and bangles heaving this old chair onto the bus. Priceless.
* Working. There is nothing I love more than being able to comfortably afford to pay my rent. I almost get off on being financially secure. I’m sick.
* My delicious reader Nicole for not only spotting me in the August issue of BUST magazine but for taking the time to actually send me a copy because it’s not available in Australia! Big sloppy virtual kisses sent in your direction lady! Mwah!
* My course. Useful information overload. It’s awesome.
* Mr Smaggle making my internet faster then dial-up for the first time all year. Yay blogging!
* Being the only person in my enormous local outdoor pool swimming in the sunshine.
* True crime books. I’m totally addicted right now.
Lady loathes…
* This stupid ulcer that has taken up residence under my lip. So annoying.
* Getting the hiccoughs at the gym. As if it’s not unpleasant enough already.
* A Current Affair. And E! They are both total wastes of airspace.
* Being either covered in acid (school) or snot (teaching) and not being able to wear pretty clothes everyday. It’s starting to wear me down.
* Not having a sewing machine! I was discussing this with Roomy Smaggle and we were wondering when is the appropriate age to get over borrowing other people’s sewing machines and buy your own? And when I say buy your own I mean a new one that wasn’t purchased from Ebay or Savers. It’s such a big investment but one that will have to be made eventually. What are your thoughts on this?
* Smashing a whole bottle of sweet chilli sauce in the driveway.
What about you angel face?
Love Lady Smaggle
xxx