July 30, 2010


I went to Prague in 2005, expecting nothing more than to continue on my blissful European adventure.  What happened in that city changed my life forever - I fell in love.  I'm not sure if it was the Australian accent, the blond hair or the fact he was the only person walking around in bare feet (a trait I still find confusing among aussie's even now) but whatever it was, J stole my heart in the tiny hostel called Sir Toby's.   For the next few years we traveled between Boston and Sydney, all the while, working out the red tape of my visa situation.  When the visa was finally approved, the bags were packed and I followed my heart to Sydney.  The decision to leave behind family and friends was a difficult one, and still is, but the life I've built for myself here with J is something I wouldn't change for the world. xx

July 29, 2010

sand dunes & salty air...

The rain continues and today I can't help but dream of summer time in Cape Cod.  Lazy, hazy days at the beach, afternoon naps and the smell of the charcoal BBQ take me back to childhood memories like they were yesterday.  I was lucky enough to spend many a summer day at the Cape, visiting my best friend in Wellfleet and spending time at our house, just sitting around in beach chairs, taking in the day.  Even now that I'm in Sydney, whenever I think of summer, my first visual is that of tall sea grass and the gray salty, weathered shingles of Cape houses.  The lyrics of 'Old Cape Cod' capture it perfectly...

If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air,
quaint little villages here and there,
you're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod.

If you like the taste of a lobster stew
served by a window with an ocean view,
you're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod.

Winding roads that seem to beckon you.

Miles of green beneath the skies of blue.
Church bells chimin' on a sunday morn
remind you of the town where you were born.

If you spend an evening you'll want to stay,

watching the moonlight on Old Cape Cod bay.
You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod.

July 28, 2010

the snuggie

Yes, I admit it.  I have a snuggie.

For those that have not yet been enlightened, a snuggie is a blanket with sleeves - I know, I know, pure genius - and although it was given to me as a joke, I seriously think its one of the best gifts I've ever received.
The thing I didn't realise when I moved to Sydney is that it's actually really cold here in the winter - really cold.  You see, in Boston the houses have heat, so all winter, despite constant snowstorms, you can still walk around your house wearing a t-shirt.  Not so much here in Sydney.  Our apartment has no heat so during the winter, I warm up by sitting as close to our gas heater as humanly possible without having my skin blister.  So imagine my surprise when a little package arrived from Cia and Nick that contained one very striking, leopard print snuggie - oh joy!

This little number has saved me this winter and even though its cold and rainy outside I'm 'snuggled' up on the couch, warm as can be.

July 27, 2010

the beginning...

So it has occurred to me recently that I have been:

1. spending countless hours online looking in a stalker like fashion at blogs from around the world
2. i have been horrible at keeping in touch with just about everyone (which i'm sure is a result of #1) 

This, when combined with a 'to do' list that is ever growing and a journal that is currently empty, lead me to the oh so simple solution of - why don't I start my own blog?  So here I am.  I figure if I'm already spending time in blog land why not spend a few more minutes and create a journal full of all the stuff in my head. I hope this space will help me to better connect with loved ones near and far (such as my sisters pictured with me here) as well as keep track of my wish list of craft projects, attempts to cook and other life adventures.  I have no idea where this will lead but I'm excited to find out...
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