Ok, I've been a slacker but this is my catch up entry. This weekend my children are with their dad. I've been reflecting on how I set myself impossible targets when the children are here which are largely self-imposed.
This week I had my hair cut and coloured at huge cost. I would love to have the money to get my hair "done" every week since the hairdressers manage to dry ti so artfully. I always remember that bit in Working Girl where Melanie Griffiths gets a serious haircut realising that her wild locks are holding her back. I've had feedback from two women in my corporate life that I'd get taken more seriously if I didn't have long hair. They may be right but I had my long hair cut short when I was pregnant with my first child and I hated, hated, hated it. I suddenly felt drab and middle-aged and it took way more effort looking after than my long locks. So, vanity prevails, and I'm keeping the long hair. Early in our relationship, my former husband took me out for a romantic dinner, gazed soulfully at me and murmured, "your hair is like a flaxen thing". Thing?
I also picked up a new installment of my jewellery replacement. For any new readers (gosh, I sound so vain), I am spending my way through a wad of insurance money for stuff stolen in the great yarralumla heist last year. Tony, the jeweller, made me a copy of a ring by Bulgari. I luurve this ring. All women I work with luurve this ring. It's got a pink tourmaline, a peridot and a blue topaz with lots of zircons for sparkle. It's so much fun wearing it. It's fueling my new fantasy of running a jewellery shop when I'm grown up. Tony is Greek and also in the shop was Theo the Greek who runs my local supermarket. He has just sold the business and I am distressed that I am going to have to deal with strangers who do not know my children's names. I was remembering that he and his family were so sweet to us when we first arrived in this town, country, knowing no-one. Our daughters have the same name. He was in buying his wife a beautiful watch with a mother-of-pearl face as a thank you present which I thought was another bonus point for him. They were all, of course, raving about Greece's unexpected success in Euro2004.
I'm listening to the cd from the June Uncut which purports to be the best releases of recent music. It's pretty ordinary in my opinion. Most issues have an interesting CD but this one is dreary. I do really like Uncut as a magazine and buy it when I see it but why do magazines take so long to get to Australia? At Pilates this morning I was discussing the Clash with a 20 something boy who goes to deal with his sporting injuries. My teacher didn't know who the Clash were which I found astounding considering she is about my age.
I went out last night. When I got back to my car, I found a note from my children and their dad under the wipers. I don't think they had their noses pressed against the restaurant window but it makes you realise that there is nothing you can do in this town that goes unnoticed.
I also picked up a new installment of my jewellery replacement. For any new readers (gosh, I sound so vain), I am spending my way through a wad of insurance money for stuff stolen in the great yarralumla heist last year. Tony, the jeweller, made me a copy of a ring by Bulgari. I luurve this ring. All women I work with luurve this ring. It's got a pink tourmaline, a peridot and a blue topaz with lots of zircons for sparkle. It's so much fun wearing it. It's fueling my new fantasy of running a jewellery shop when I'm grown up. Tony is Greek and also in the shop was Theo the Greek who runs my local supermarket. He has just sold the business and I am distressed that I am going to have to deal with strangers who do not know my children's names. I was remembering that he and his family were so sweet to us when we first arrived in this town, country, knowing no-one. Our daughters have the same name. He was in buying his wife a beautiful watch with a mother-of-pearl face as a thank you present which I thought was another bonus point for him. They were all, of course, raving about Greece's unexpected success in Euro2004.
I'm listening to the cd from the June Uncut which purports to be the best releases of recent music. It's pretty ordinary in my opinion. Most issues have an interesting CD but this one is dreary. I do really like Uncut as a magazine and buy it when I see it but why do magazines take so long to get to Australia? At Pilates this morning I was discussing the Clash with a 20 something boy who goes to deal with his sporting injuries. My teacher didn't know who the Clash were which I found astounding considering she is about my age.
I went out last night. When I got back to my car, I found a note from my children and their dad under the wipers. I don't think they had their noses pressed against the restaurant window but it makes you realise that there is nothing you can do in this town that goes unnoticed.
the picture size is much better! i viewed it perfectly. and what a gorgeous ring!
Posted by: kitschenette | Tuesday, 29 June 2004 at 10:41 PM