a Beer, a Whine and The Spirit

This made me cry a little inside...

Posted by Renae at 4:17 PM Comments

In case you haven't heard, we arrived back home from the USA to Melbourne on Sunday evening, after spending the day with friends and family in Brizzy on Sunday (well, a few hours anyway!) Our trip was incredible. Truly. It couldn't have been better than it was I'm sure. I think we did enough planning to take the stress out of it, but not so much that we couldn't change our plans here and there. Hubs is currently downloading the photos (we're fast running out of hard drive space!!!!) so I'm planning on doing a NaBloPoMo for August starting on Saturday (obviously).

Oh, and the weather here sucks. I got SO used to bright sunshine and warm days, EVERY day. You know, like living in Queensland. It's about 15 degrees here now. Phoooey. I guess it makes me appreciate the good weather when we can get it!! Already looking forward to summer again...

Posted by Renae at 9:47 AM Comments

Everyone loves Autumn. How could you not? There's no point describing Autumn in words, when pictures can tell the story so much better.
Enjoy!







I found this leaf among thousands! I heart Autumn!!

Posted by Renae at 9:43 AM Comments

Here are a few more photos of the College that we took in January.

The Dining Room


Inside the Dome Dining Room (You can see High Table in the top right)


Outside our unit


The view from our balcony

Posted by Renae at 12:04 PM Comments

(I'm still in America, but here's another post I prepared earlier...)

About 10 years ago (what?... gosh that's a long time...) Dad and I used to walk the hills of Red Hill and Kelvin Grove. I was on a health kick at the time, and I needed the extra push (sometimes literally) to get up those hills, and Dad was happy to help out - a little TOO happy sometimes! The worst of the worst was Broadhurst St, so we used to get that out of the way at the start, so the other hills didn't seem as awful. It might not look too bad in the photo, but DAMN that hill was steep! When you were at the top, if you took about 10 steps back and looked down, you would pretty much just see a drop! The thing that made it a real killer though, was that it was SO long. Vale St is steeper, but it's shorter as well, so the pain isn't a lingering one! I just remember trudging up those hills, willing my mind elsewhere so it was more bearable.

I really can't complain though, as Dad also used to (and does still I'm sure!) take a backpack loaded up with bits and bobs to simulate him being in New Zealand, tramping up and down the hills.

And now Dad is proud to have Mum along on his walks! Yeah Mum! We used to go around 6pm which was an absolute killer, as we could smell all the home-cooked meals, waiting to be eaten! But I guess it did get us home quicker!

Thanks Dad! No, really. Thanks a LOT! :-)

Posted by Renae at 3:12 PM Comments

(We're in America at the moment, so here's a post I prepared earlier!!)

Beast of Burden (the Bette Midler version)

"I'll never be your beast of burden"

or is it

"I'll never be your big supporter" (that's just mean!)

Posted by Renae at 8:03 PM Comments