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exhausted

As I am writing this, it is bucketing down outside, Buble is playing on the computer and I am working on a tute presentation that I have for tomorrow on Philippines and the Asian Economic Crisis
What a day I had, I was running a bit late for the bus this morning so left the lunch at home by accident. First Doh of the day. It was raining and all yuck so I didn’t want to take my new decorated briefcase to the show today – much to the disappointment of the Scrap That girls and me too. We had a total nutcase of a bus driver on the way in as well, deciding that he wanted to re-write the rules on who is entitled to sit down and who should stand up on his bus. Not fun man. I get into the city and hope on a bus that is going to the other side of the river and didn’t really think about the walking distance from the bus stop to the convention center. Second Doh of the day – got off at the wrong bus stop so had to work a lot further in the drizzle when I was already running late.

Finally get to the convention centre, grab a map to find where the Fiskars stand was. Get down there and meet Helen, Nic, Merle and Ngaire. Have a run over the tools we will be using on the stand. Nic gave us these brand new, just arrived Eyelet setters and I just love them! So, easy to use and fun, you just place the punch where you want it go, pull up the other and let go, there is a hole, no hammer, no pressing of a hand punch, just pulling up the end and letting go. They are so cool and set eyelets so nicely as well!
Spent the day mainly showing people how to use their shape-cutters, the embossing systems and of course the eyelet setters. By the end of the day I was exhausted! had eaten nothing and not drunk enough water. Not going to forget lunch on Friday!

Hayley came by in the afternoon after work so we had a wonder round the show after I finished checking out the shops, chatting to the Scrap That girls again, then off to get the bus home. Matthew and Pabbi greeted me at the bus stop so I would not have to walk home in the bucketing down rain. I got home, ate my lunch I had forgotten, chatted to Mum about the day, ate dinner and went and had a nap so I could work on my tute presentation after some much needed rest. What a day it was. I can’t imagine what the show will be like on the weekend when more and more people come.

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soccer

On Saturday, Sean and I went to watch a soccer game of one of his mates, I had borrowed a telephoto zoom lens off Barb before we went so I would have some extra versability in the kit. Had a great time, still discovering what my focus is with sports photos – movement or moment? As well as exploring exposure control.

After Phil came off and sat down beside us to talk I took a moment to take this one. I just love it.
Phil

Today, was ANZAC day, which for us meant listening to the various parades on the radio and cleaning, lots of cleaning. This afternoon Sean and I went to the movies and saw In Good Company, we both quite liked though the ending was a bit wierd. I wanted Alex and Carter to get back together (the eternal optimist in me).

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grandad

If you don’t already know, I have a super cool Grandad. So cool that I made a layout about him and his greatness. A couple of minutes he rang up to ask if a plain china plate was fine to go in the microwave and I was the one who had the privilege of answering him. Since Grandmum died he has learnt so many things about household running, including what to and what not to put in the microwave by trial and error :). Our Grandad rocks!

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a good night out and 24″ of subway

Just did my favourite thing to do on a Sunday arvo; watching the latest OC, now going through the photos I took at a soccer game yesterday and trying to decide how to decorate the paper mache briefcase I got at Scrap That yesterday after seeing Rach’s then plain one on her blog.

All the whilst, wondering where on earth my parents are since no note was on the table saying where they went when I got home.

Went out last night and had an absolute ball. Sean and his Thursday night netball team had planned to go out, so we had organised Sean’s dad to take us in (such a legend, always prepared to take any of the kids into the city) and then Michael arrives home from work with Brooke in tow. Seems they were also planning a night out. Sweet now I had a girl to chat to as well as the guys.

First stop of the night was the Port Office, always a good place on Saturday nights; it is so much more popular now then it was a little less than year ago when I first went.
As the night progressed more and more and more people turned up until we decided that it was full enough and we headed down to Fridays.

Had hoped to met Emma there but she was still partying down at The Normanby after the Reds made us proud and won their match against the Sharks 30-25. Good on ya boys!

Spent the rest of the night drinking, dancing and chatting with the guys and Brooke as well as the rest of Phil’s soccer team(Sean and I had gone to their game in the arvo and they had a win), Erin and her friend Renee.
Some of the guys recognised Brisbane Bronco’s player Karmichael Hunt at the bar so went up and had a “chat” with him.

As the night wore on, some of us grew weary, so Michael, Brooke, Sean and I started the walk up to the Casino for a taxi, stopping in a the Vic for the boys to have a game of pool and subway for us all to fuel the hunger with foot long. (The second foot long Sean and I had both had in less then 10hrs!)

At the end of the night it was a fantastic night out, great people, great atmosphere, great drinks and heaps of fun.

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running

I scribbled this down just after I had got on the connecting bus this arvo.

My life is about running, running between buses, to buses, running to meet someone, to make a deadline, to get somewhere, running always running.

Running to the bus and then sitting simply, quietly in my seat, waiting again to get somewhere at some time.

Breathing fast, heart pumping, bag swinging, getting to the bus, weaing in and out of people, getting to the bus, getting to a commitment.

Always running to something. The final stage of getting home, the walk, is my single piece of simply free time, commitments are nil, time is mine, stopping to enjoy the ride. Walking.

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a view of self

As I do everyday walking home from the bus, I walk through the park, more often then not taking photos of what I see round me and of myself. However when I took these today, I thought more than normally, I didn’t just wave the camera round pressing the shutter, I positioned myself in the light, I thought about my camera settings, out stretched my arms and shot away, each time checking the histogram afterwards to check the exposure. So loving the 350D, I am still getting used to the magnification on the lenses though, so used to knowing what my 50mm gave me in view with my film Eos 300. Posted to share and as part of Ali’s Challenge.