Merry Xmas! Cisco the Christmas cat says hello! He spent Xmas morning underneath the Xmas tree, guarding the presents.
I hope everyone had a lovely day, full of family, friends and fab food. We had our traditional Orphans’ Xmas, though it was an unofficial Orphans’ gathering this year since my parents are currently visiting. Here are some pics of our day! (more…)
Alastair hadn’t seen the double rainbow one yet so we watched it together. And look, if you haven’t seen it – just watch it. It’s hilarious in an awful, cringey, embarrassing, uncomfortable way.
My favourite line: What does this mean??? (It means that sun is shining on drops of water. Ahem.)
While I laughed at it, I do appreciate the sentiment behind it, because rainbows are fantastic. Kermit asked: why are there so many songs about rainbows? It’s because they’re fucking amazing, Kermit!
This is supposed to segue neatly into the theme of the last International Incident Party for the year, but unfortunately I seem to have made a hash of it. The theme is colours, and I took that theme and ran with it… to… rainbows. I made cookies! Rainbow cookies! (Us Australians normally call cookies biscuits, but there is NO WAY a cookie that looks like a rainbow should be called a biscuit).
Are you baking a difference this year? If you’re wondering what I’m talking about, CSR Bake a Difference is an event that encourages people to bake/make Christmas presents this year rather than buying. I do admit that I like giving gifts and I often spend a lot of time trying to think of the perfect present for friends/family. But I’ve come to realise what I like the most is not about spending a lot of money – it’s about being thoughtful and making an effort for someone I care about. So rather than purchasing something, why not make something instead?
Take one BFF, a Costco visit, mini Reese’s peanut butter cups (1.5kg thank you very much), glorious sunshine, 30°C temperatures, and top it all off with lunch at MoVida Next Door.
But first, a confession: before the weekend, I hadn’t eaten at ANY of the MoVidas before. Not the original (who can even manage to get a booking for it, anyway?), not Next Door, not Aqui, not Terraza. What kind of Melbournian does that make me? A Failbournian?
So the visit from my BFF was the perfect excuse to finally check one of them out and complete her Melbourne experience. (more…)