Wednesday, 23 January 2008

chlorine queen

very proud of myself this week. went swimming yesterday and today. yesterday was great. i had a sudden (very uncharacteristic!) urge to swim during lunch, so i escaped the confines of my office, rode my bike up to the gym (good girl), swam 30 lengths in 30 minutes, and rode back to work.

my dad used to swim at his work; i'm beginning to understand the appeal of swimming in the middle of a workday.

today i went straight after work. the difference is not entirely unpredictable: i had the pool mostly to myself yesterday at 1 PM, whereas it was quite full today at 6:00. still, it was a pleasant swim and a good workout...until i was ready to get out of the pool and noticed that someone had taken my towel! three cheers to the lifeguard for bringing me one from reception.

i would like to go again tomorrow, but first i have to find a new way to dry off.

Sunday, 13 January 2008

who's counting?

remember the boxes i shipped over from my parents' house last summer?

s and i finally went to IKEA last week, and i have unearthed my possessions. i went from 13 boxes to one 2 x 4 expedit shelf on top of a 4 x 4, just barely avoiding the ceiling. notice that many items simply went from living inside cardboard boxes to being neatly packed into wicker ones.


because, you know, it's good to put boxes inside of other boxes.

incidentally, the pile of clothes next to the shelves is a good example of the australian word, "floordrobe."

Sunday, 6 January 2008

crash bang's daughter


when my father was growing up, he earned the ignominious nickname, "crash bang." not that he deliberately set out to break things, it just happened.

there can be no doubt that i am his daughter.

a few weeks ago, i was cutting a butternut squash to make some soup. i started with our biggest scary knife, and as the pieces got smaller, i moved to the medium-sized knife with a sense of relief. all fingers intact; so far, so good.

ironically - or perhaps inevitably - it was while i was cutting the rind off a small cube with the paring knife that the handle split, leaving the blade inside the squash.


need i add that the paring knife is the one we use the least?

Tuesday, 1 January 2008

happy new year!