Something has been occurring the last few days; making me feel quiet odd. It's hard to explain, and I mention it here only because I sense a need to record this. In brief it feels as though part of me which has so far spent it's time snoozing, casting a lazy eye on the world, is beginning to get a sniff of something interesting and waking up. More on this another time but I think I'm going to set-up another blog to explore my thoughts.
Had a great meeting this morning - Cass liked the stuff I've made so far and is going to sell it on the stall this Saturday. I'm going to have a busy day tomorrow finishing things off. Can't wait till Sunday when I find out if any of it was sold.
Talking of mornings - they're are so beautiful here with the crisp clear light and mist rolling down verdant hills. I've been sleeping in since being here but after having to crawl out of bed at 0800 (it was soooo hard) and seeing the stunning view from the window think I'm going to make more of an effort.
Well apart from a slight cash flow problem things here are ticking along nicely. Although living in the countryside means fresh air, amazing views and lots of cows it also means I can't just wander out the house and blag a job in the nearest bar or café; I have to be a bit more imaginative. Thankfully living with Helen and Chelfyn is making me look at things somewhat differently as neither of them subscribe to the whole 24/7 work, work, work and haven't forgotten that life is all about having a great time.
Have a few fingers in a few pies, but I've been giving my creative streak free rein over the last couple of weeks and prototyping some jewellery to sell. It’s so nice to have the time to do this. I've got a meeting on Thursday with a lady who has a stall to see if she likes my stuff and figure out prices - then with any luck some will be for sale over the weekend.
A bit about the weather. Mid-winter in NZ is more like early autumn back in the UK - sun, blue skies and warmish but when it rains!!! The surrounding area is reclaimed swampland so there's a fair bit of flooding at the moment; we're so glad we live on a hill. However, the weather is still better than back home even in winter. Check out some photos of the house.
I've been painting my room today. The bland 1970s wallpaper is now hidden beneath layer of white paint, will do another tomorrow just eradicate all trace of it. The plan is to airbrush some very retro shapes on the walls in various shades of turquoise. Yes I know I'm replacing 70s cheese with 70s cheese, but it's going to be a funky full-fat version instead of boring beige on beige. Anyway I'm covered in paint so going for a nice long bath...
I do love driving that little white sports car; think it's that low down feeling and the way it hugs the road round corners. [Purrr...] The excuse I dreamt up today was a perfectly valid one - needed to buy some beads and other goodies so I can start making funky UV jewellery to flog to clubbers. If they sell then I'm in for quite a good profit margin and that's selling them at bargin prices... fingers crossed. I'm getting vaguely interested in the concept of world domination through retail therapy. Other people's therapy. Been chatting Helen about it and I think we could be onto something good.
Mick. Brought him home with me yesterday and then made him sleep in the barn. Harsh I know, especially when we should be getting to know each other, but I'm so infactuated with LWSC and still mourning the sale of Peugout 205 that I've barely given him a second glance... feeling a little guilty... do cars have feelings? So let me introduce Mick - he's a burgundy Mitshubishi Mirage who was previously owned by a friend of Helens's (he's off to tour the States for 3 months) and now belongs to me for the princely sum of 200 bucks (about £60), a new tyre ($20-ish), an MOT ($35), and some rust work (hoping not too much!). Hopefully we should be on the road sometime in the next couple of weeks.
Well almost the weekend - not that it makes any difference at the moment since everyday is like a Sunday here. Sweet as, eh!
Hehehe! Have to stop laughing - it's beginning to hurt. Have just been told the funniest thing. It's about a growing trend amongst those rufty-tufty Aussie men - not just content with exfoliation and moisturizing they are going crazy for the ultimate body beautiful - a 'back, crack and sack wax'! Ouch, at least us girls just stop at the legs, underarms and bikini and just in case you don't believe me read this article. I mean, how would you ever take a guy with hairless balls seriously, it's just not natural. Anyway I can't stop giggling and don't think I'm going to look at a rufty-tuftless Aussie hunk on TV the same way again! And all of you who find hairy backs and bums a turn-off you now know that Australia is the place to go.
Kiwi Guide
Supermarket trolleys are called 'trundlers'.
It's Helen's 29th birthday today... we're having a small jelly and icecream party with a special chocolate fudge brownie birthday cake. Jelly... eugh hate the stuff, but the icecream is pretty damn good here. Apparently New Zealand is the place to come if you want to test new products and flavours on a small captive audience, so there's about 15 different types of Cadbury's Dairy Milk, the chocolate icecream is out of this world, and technology is out there with the icecream. I now live in a country where they test chocolate on you!
Anyway I'm off to contemplate the possibility of spending the next hour lounging in the spa...
Kiwi Guide
JAFA, just another fucking Aucklander.
Cadbury's Crunchie bars don't have a golden honeycomb centre over here, they have a golden 'hokey pokey' centre.
Oh and if you're 'slutted' then you're greatly annoyed about something!
Been here in upside-down land a whole week but it feels like longer.
Spent most of Sunday in the spa recovering from the party... I ached all over from dancing so much. It was an amazing night but the jetlag kicked in about 1800 so they fed me some of this herbal energy stuff - like red bull but in a pill. Shit it worked, kept me going till about 0700, but that's all I had - just don't get the urge to try anything else. Anyway the party was Wow. Four DJs playing techno/trance in the main room - discovered this whole new groove I didn't realise I had :) Mad dancing all night. Then in the chill out room they had two guys playing live trip hop so I could go and slinky to some chilled beats when it all got too hectic in the other room. Being the only one wanting to dance to their music I got the whole floor to myself.
The original plan had been to recover in the hot pool at a place called Miranda [in the middle of the map, on the coast just below Thames], but some of us got distracted by the fact that there was a spa, warm wood fire and food at the house and didn't make it outside again. Helen and Chelfyn went onto Miranda to round up the rest of the crew and ended up getting thrown out of the facilities even thought they'd paid and forty odd people were there due to being at First Contact... seems the manager didn't like their hair. Why are some people such narrow-minded wankers?! [Sorry forgot to mention Chelfyn is sporting a funky orange mohican and Helen's got the most amazing raspberry coloured crop.]
Monday went to Auckland to drop off the UV backdrop at a theatrical prop/costume place. What a treasure trove; sure I recognized some of the cheesy props from Xena and Hercules in there! The last couple of days I've just been chilling trying to think up ways of making some cash so I don't feel quite so broke. Am going to start making jewellery and also some funky UV stuff to sell online and at club nights. Fingers crossed...
Oh, and I get to play in a little white convertible... very yummy. Can't wait for it to get warmer so I can drive it with the top down.
Kiwi Guide
Bedding/sheets, etc. and the linen section of a department store are known as 'manchesters' - eh?!
The post office is a shop called 'Books and more', and 'Postie Plus' is a cheapy middle-aged clothing store... confusing.
Other phrases: 'sweet as', 'staunch' when refering to manly butch men, if you're 'stoked' then your feeling very pleased, my favourite so far 'it's all good', and everyone is a 'bro'.