Aussie Aussie Aussie!

A delayed post about the best Australia day I've ever celebrated.

The highlight of the day was the 'international-eclectical' reunion that took place. P., C., C., M. and G. all arrived from different parts of the world, while G. was preparing to depart. It was a nice way to see everyone in a chilled out environment. The sun was also beating down pretty hard causing my traditional 'australia-day sunburn' that seems to happen every year. I guess I never learn!

The most noticeable thing however was the significantly large number of flags plastered everywhere...I guess the Big Day Out warning hit home rather hard. Funny how once 'the establishment' publicise word about what not to do, everyone decides to do it 100 times more. I just hope it doesn't become like the US where people are so patriotic that it's almost offensive!

Another thing that really made me think was watching all the innocent kids run around on the beach having a fantastic time. You know that you have lost your innocence when you are no longer in 'awe' of the beach, and you whinge about everything...be it the 'sand', the 'sun', or the huge number of blue-bottles that littered the beach. I wish I could go back to being 5 where the best thing in life was digging a huge hole in the sand, sitting in it while someone filled it with water!

Shiny Happy People!

For some reason I have been feeling happy this week - perhaps it coincides with the departure of my mum or perhaps the fact that I'm going into this week knowing that it is a 4 day week!

It's nice to feel the sense of happiness...sort of like certain songs that make you smile and dance! At the moment the Scissor Sisters "Don't Feel Like Dancing!" has that effect on me. Just makes you want to get up and groove!

So I was talking today to some people at work about the things they are doing due to the long weekend (Australia Day for those of you who aren't Australian!)...and one of them mentioned they were going down to Canberra. This made me think of something I remember hearing about 10 years ago...Someone told me that at the entrance to parliament house, the floor has a design that incorporates the number 666. Does anyone else remember or know about this?
I haven't been shown any evidence of this...and since I haven't stepped foot inside parliament house for about 15 years I can't imagine I will be convinced of this anytime soon. So if anyone has any proof of this can you please share it with me!?

Judgement Day!

I have just recently realised how critical I have been of certain people in my environment - in particular my cousins and their partners. It is quite obvious these days how short my fuse is and how intolerant I have become. Maybe it's a old age thing, maybe it's got something to do with how short my life is. Why should I have to deal with people that choose to irritate me? I hate feeling this way.

On Friday we had an interesting day at work. We had a sort of "team building" exercise that served more as a behavioural analysis for the head honcho's. We did one of those Myers-Briggs style tests (only a shorter version involving colours)...Apparently I'm a predominantly "green" person which thankfully is quite appropriate - more the analytical/problem-solving style person. It would be rather depressing being a Business Analyst if I didn't have any problem-solving ability! Funnily enough I scored really low in relation to the 'Responsible' behaviours...I guess that's no suprise! I'm not very organised, or responsible!

On Saturday, my cousin got married. It was a nice and small affair, although it was a bit disorganised and a teensy weensy little bit of a shambles...but she pulled it off considering she only had 2 weeks to do everything! It was nice to see all these people that I haven't seen in ages...most of whom I haven't seen since I got back from London a year ago.
My dad MC'd the event ...lucky for me he didn't sing this time!

My mum and my grandparents left for Vietnam this morning, so yesterday was a huge family get-together at our place. You know that feeling when you sense something bad is going to happen, but you don't want to admit it. I think that's what it was like at my place - the vibe was all sombre - everyone was thinkin' it....that my grandparents would be going for the last time. It was sad, but I think they left happy seeing all their kids and grandkids!

On another note, I freaked out last night when I thought I was having a 'supernatural' experience. I was abruptly woken when the rod holding the curtains in my room fell down onto me mid-sleep. Now, although it was probably nothing I had this freak-out moment when I thought it was a ghost/spirit giving me my just-desserts. In particular this woman who I have been treating not-so-nice!

A four day week this week! Hurrah! :-)