May 23rd, 2009

Isabel

Momento

Just back and sat down from Shabbos dinner. My sister cooked a family dinner for our mum's birthday. She did an almost entirely vegetarian indian meal - one non veg curry, everything else completely vegetarian. It was delicious. AND! Came with Bollywood music which is so infections you *have* to dance.

And then my brother in law put on Rolling Stone's top 500 songs of all time, when we got sick of the same 4 Bollywood tracks over and over. And it was a delightfully eclectic series of songs jumping all over the last 4 decades. And some you *have* to dance to - like "Shout" and then some make you have this conversation:

BIL: Some of the 500 are really hard core rock, though.
Me: What do you mean?
BIL: Like the Ramones
Me: That's punk. Hey Dad, did you like the Ramones?
Dad: Who?
Me: The Ramones
Dad: Never heard of them. What decade were they?
Me: The 70s.
Dad: Oh.
*realises he's losing points*
Me: Hey Mum! Have you heard of the Ramones?
Mum: Um, yes!
*and proceeds to start doing a dance impression and gesturing about hair*
*I turn to Dad*
Me: Dad, Mum's officially cooler than you

We finished dinner and cleaned up and then were waiting for my aunt and uncle to come by for coffee and cake. They are religious so walked to my sister's and also would have started dinner later than us. So we were killing time for a bit.

And there was this minute where I was above my body watching myself really briefly and realised I was in a single moment of pure happiness. My brother in law was showing my Mum something on the computer. My sister was pottering around. I was making the dog dance to "Honky Tonk Woman" with me and swirling my skirt around and being really silly. And my Dad and Nana were sitting at the table and watching the dog and me and laughing. And I realised there was nothing about that moment that I would change.

And I'm going to cherish it.
Willow

Awake is the New Sleep

"Whatever it is, just do it."

-- Ben Lee, Awake is the New Sleep

Woke up early to the sound of rain. How glorious. Dressed and popped out to witness Mikey and Bec get married. I must confess that I love weddings. And Bec looked beautiful. So did Mikey. And they looked very happy. It's very lucky to rain on your wedding day. I wish them both happiness and love together. They very much deserve it.

Bustled a bit with a bunch of people after the ceremony - nice to check in, even if it was a bit brief.

Back home to finally make headway in my study. Did a budget for the rest of 2009 and 2010 with projected costs and required cash flow for TPP projects. Ew! Attacked the papers in my study with a "sort and file one item at a time approach" and lo and behold, I can see a lot of cleared desk top now. My aim for the weekend is to finish balancing TPP books. *gasp* Not quite sure it can be done but going to give it a good go.

I'm sort of intending to take the weekend off. I laughed at that idea driving home this morning - don't most people take the weekends off from work? And here I am justifying it to myself. I am a nutter. And in any case, I'm not actually taking it off cause I have Horn to sign off and send for printing. And Shiny 5 to send to layout. And contracts to sort. And. And. And.

And I really want a nap.

I'm taking my brother in law's lead and have put a bunch of good albums into the CD player and I'm kicking back and enjoying good music, ok coffee, and just finishing small tasks that will tidy things up and clear white noise.