Thing The First:
I am totally down with the Royal Wedding. I didn’t think I’d care, but I guess I caught the bug in the eleventh hour. Like everyone else, I loved the dress. I also relished the total spectacle of it all – the way everyone stopped for a night and turned on their tellys, and had cups of tea with their mums. As a spectator, I enjoyed the whole grandiose affair, it made me feel like I was witnessing an important event in history. Which I guess I was.
Of course, I don’t much fancy the idea of being a princess. I can’t imagine
Kate Princess Catherine had a whole lot of say in much of what happened on her special day. What do you mean I can’t walk down the aisle to Savage Garden’s “Truly Madly Deeply”? And give me one good reason why we can’t recreate the big finale scene in Dirty Dancing for our first dance? I mean COME ON!
Thing The Second:
Well – that week at work was frustrating. Minor PR disaster on our hands, and then that pesky business of Friday’s brief trip to Sydney being cancelled at 5.30am when the plane was due to take off at 9.00am. The bonus of that rather frustrating situation was that I would be in town for the Breakers final after all. Except I hadn’t bought a ticket because I wasn’t supposed to be in town. So I watched it on the telly while Joel lived it in the stadium. Guess who had a more exciting time? I’ll give you a clue… it wasn’t me. Rats.
Thing The Third:
I have joined the gym again. Don’t laugh! STOP LAUGHING. I mean it, stop laughing. It’s a different gym than the last one – way less scary and intimidating, much less like a cult. Also, a bunch of the girls from work have also joined, so I’m hoping the camaraderie will help to motivate me.
Thing The Fourth:
I ate three donuts on Saturday.