20.04.06

i woke up yesterday looking like this:

and went to bed last night looking like this:


looking at the photos it really is quite a difference, i guess! after 4 years of having basically the same hair, varying degrees of darkish blonde and give or take 4 -6 inches, i'd just had enough of boring, little-house-on-the-prairie hair that i never even wore down because it was too heavy and dull. it actually looks quite lovely and lush in the first pic but that was right after blow drying and within an hour it was flat and in a very unattractive ponytail hanging half way down my back. so off to the hairdresser i went! recommended by a girl at my work, james at moist in greville street turned out to be fantastic and i'm pretty happy with the end result. i think i need to play with the colour a bit now that most of my golden end were sheared off but i'm loving the fact that without all the weight, i actually have a bit of the bohemian wave going on that the moisture in vancouver could produce. not too sure how i feel about the bangs (fringe to aussies) yet but they were my idea so what the hell, change is always a good thing. the bangs do look really cute with the back tied into a little knot though.

18.04.06

i think i may possibly be coming down with yet another cold. maybe. or maybe it's just the effects of drinking many bottles of red wine and a few beers in the last three days. i've discovered, though, that red wine just may be the beverage i'm meant for. i can drink quite a lot of it and feel no crazy drunk effects, maybe because i drink it slower than beer or white wine, maybe because i usually indulge in lots of cheese and bread and crackers and dip while i'm sipping red. whatever the reason, i'm very excited to have an option that keeps me pretty clearheaded and doesn't make me want to go to sleep, the effects that beer and white wine have been having on me lately.

we spent the weekend in the very wonderful Port Fairy with our good friends sara and sharpie. eating lots of food, drinking plenty of soothing beverages, playing a bit of trivial pursuit (yes, we're old. it's official.) i fell a bit in love with the town, right on the ocean and with a little inlet to a river, a sleepy little fishing village that still has a great selection of shops and food due to the tourist influx. i've been looking at property prices and scheming of a sea change ever since. it would be a few years down the line, once we have kids and they're old enough to enjoy things like fishing for dinner, bike rides ending in picnics on the beach and spending the day out in the boat.


tiny little bluebottle jellyfish


multicoloured seaweed everywhere you look

10.04.06

i'm a little bit homesick today for one of the most corporate but somehow comforting pleasures of canadian life: the strong, "hit you in the core of your being" desire caused by the aroma of starbucks coffee as you walk into a chapters bookstore on a cold, windy night. the selection of magazines that seems limitless, almost overwhelming and books on any and everything, ahhhhhhh.

i'm also a bit nervous about my upcoming trip home, a bit worried that upon arriving in vancouver i will be overcome with how much i really, really love it - the damp air, so much water, mini ferries across to granville island, walks in stanley park, feeding eager squirrels and timid birds, the best, can't-get-enough-of-it sushi, flowers in bloom all year round, green everywhere, canadian geese flying between tall, modern, glass covered buildings, views of mountains from every window, a sea of umbrellas, the smell of hot dogs on robson street, the way my hair curls just that tiny little bit in the humidity, being only an hour and a half from family, rain, rain, rain...

01.04.06

ah, april. i've woken up this morning feeling like it's a whole new year, not just another day that separates months. shane is in bendigo with his family and i opted to stay home this weekend - can't take the hospital and the machines and the tubes and the never getting anywhere, especially anywhere good. so i had a luxurious sleep in this morning after having a classic "single leslie" night of a few beers and good conversation with sarah at the pub and then passing out in the middle of the big cozy bed with aimee mann singing her little heart out quite loudly in the next room. ahhhh, nice. a little solitary melodrama helps me wake up so much better today. i have a big list of things to keep me occupied this weekend but for now the couch, the computer, the wooly cable knit blanket leigh's mom made me, triple j on the radio and a hot mug of coffee are quite, quite enough.