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Friday, 21 October 2011

Where I've been. If you give a toss ;)

The neglect started early October when Peanut and I went to spend an extended White Sunday weekend with my sister, brother-in-law and adorable little niece. I didn't want to waste the entire weekend being antisocial on the computer, online. So I didn't and I ate instead. And ate and ate. Then ate some more. Can I just say? My sister and bro-in-law are some hardcore food appreciators and any house guests they have will agree with me. Epic weekend.

Lali and Nutty in their white wear

Upon arriving back into Auckland, Peanut came down with the severe constipation... again. I don't know if it's the kid's digestive system or if I've just been feeding her all the wrong foods but I've never seen another kid struggle so much with constipation. We like our baby laxative in this house. Another week without Blogger.

Then this past week, my body decides that it's had it and completely checked out. I came down with a pretty bad fever and spent the week bedridden. Today is literally the first day I've felt human since last Saturday! Couldn't even sit upright to go online. Didn't even want to go online. Just wanted to curl up and sleep until I didn't feel like death warmed up any more.

So here am in my wee little blog home. Dusting off the cobwebs and reopening for business. It's good to be back :)

ps. Last Saturday I went to a protest march against the IRB's treatment of Tier 2 teams during the RWC, held outside the building where Eliota Fuimaono-Sapolu's hearing was being held. It was organised by some pretty proactive Samoans and boy what a day it was. There was A LOT of singing, dancing and of course chanting. It was brilliant. You would've never known that you were on Shortland St in the Auckland CBD. What made me most proud was the number of old Samoan people there. Priceless stuff. 


Samoa Tula'i protest march

Peanut in her true colours

Thursday, 6 October 2011

I don't believe in drama

Well... I don't. No point in it I say! Say what you want to say, say what you need to say. Then on your way you go.

This reminds of that scene in He's Just Not That Into You when Justin Long tells Ginnifer Goodwin how girls love drama... even resorting to doing silly things like leaving bills to paid at the last minute in order to insert some drama in their lives. This, I thought at the time, is so not me.

I like straight up-ness and yeah I'll say it.. ease, comfort. Ha! They say I'm a girly girl, but this I did not get.

Nope, I don't like drama at all.