Archive for December, 2010

Hippy Nu Yah

Friday, December 31st, 2010

Howdee doodley, ladies and gents. The New Year is finally upon us and in less than 12 hours we will be in the future! At least, that’s what people seem to think happens. We stand around all night being eaten by mosquitos and talking to people we don’t know/like, all in the aim of seeing the future. When the clock hits twelve all sorts of amazing things are expected to happen and it is a moment of change, reflection and acceptance. It is when people declare they are going to introduce something new into their lives or do something differently, only to forget their declaration when they wake up with a hangover the next morning. While I’m not a New Years party animal, I do like celebrating milestones and the end of the year counts as one of these so I quite enjoy the reflection of the past year and consideration of the next. So, what are my new year resolutions? Let us see…

  1. Live in Paris.
  2. Eat baguettes, cheese, chocolate, tasty European tomatoes, pastries and crepes.
  3. Not get too fat while doing Resolution 2.
  4. Write, create and explore cool and interesting crafty, arty things.
  5. Become world famous at something (preferably for good reasons).
  6. Have lots of fun, see lots, do lots, explore lots.

Well… that all sounds do-able and as I don’t plan on waking up with a hangover, I may actually achieve most of them. 2010 has been an interesting and eventful year for me – quitting a 9-to-5 job and starting a new business certainly puts a new spin on things. This year I:

  1. Created a business name and logo for myself.
  2. Printed business cards.
  3. Learnt how to use resin.
  4. Learnt how to sew and continued on to create a range of fabulous sock creatures.
  5. Sold 4 sock creatures.
  6. Completed some writing work for various businesses.
  7. Worked 2 days a week at the UWA Business School.
  8. Maintained a blog that is read by many, loved by some.
  9. Reached number 12 on the Urbanspoon Perth blog leaderboard.
  10. Finally decided to move to France.
  11. Bought tickets to Paris, applied and successfully received a French travel/work visa.
  12. Went to Sydney twice.
  13. Went to Melbourne once.
  14. Had long lunches with my Dad.
  15. Ate lots of good food.
  16. Didn’t crumble in a heap and die from incompetence.

This final point is probably my most pleasing achievement – I survived a year of potential insanity and have come out the end with a desire to be even more crazy and do it all again, this time in a foreign country. I have no idea what I am going to do, I have no idea how I am going to spend my days, I have no idea what next year or the future in general holds. While half of me wants to hide in the corner until someone gives me a nice little ordered job, the other half cannot wait to see what happens. Bring it on.

Happy New Year.


Happy New Year from all of us at Zaum


Wednesday, December 29th, 2010

I promised to report on my adventures at the Revive Day Spa and WOW! It was AWESOME! I have never felt that relaxed in my life and I’m fairly certain I did leave the place looking like one of those long-haired, flower ladies. It was all a bit scarily new but I think the fear in my eyes was obvious enough that the women at the spa spelt out the instructions to me in a very step-by-step kind of way.

I think what I liked most about it was that it was so organised! There was a gentle ebb and flow of people moving around the place that no one was ever in anyone’s way and everyone was calm and serene. The lights were dim, the walls were painted a lovely dark aubergine and there were delicious smells everywhere. The girl (I’m fairly certain she was younger than me so I can call her a girl) who looked after me was very attentive and friendly, but also efficient and clear so I knew what I had to do and when. She stood and waited for me by the lockers and then told me where to put the key, and was always exactly where she said she’d be. It was a brilliant display of timing and if there’s one thing I love it’s efficiency.

I had a neck and shoulder massage which was glorious and almost put me to sleep, followed by a facial. At the beginning of the facial, the girl mentioned that I’d also be getting a scalp, hand and foot massage, “If that was ok.” Umm… yes. That’s ok.

I don’t spend money on facial products and I usually choose non-scented creams etc but MY GOSH. Some of the stuff she put on me was just delicious! In particular, I lay in a darkened room for about 15 minutes with what smelt like chocolate cookie dough on my face. She left the room for some of it and I had to stop myself from scraping it off and eating it, it smelt SO GOOD.

She used terms that I’d never heard of before and asked me questions I had no answers for but I learnt a lot. Well, one thing. Putting perfume on your neck and upper chest increases your risk of bad skin because it lets in more sun (or something.) So there you go, folks! A hot tip just for you. And if you want to buy me a present, a gift voucher for another massage and facial would be very well received. Thanks, Mum!


I looked even more relaxed than these folks after my spa treatment

Life Moves Forward

Wednesday, December 29th, 2010

I’m having a bit of a ponder about life in all its glory and complexity and its insistence in moving forward. In a few weeks’ time my best friend will be married and over Christmas I discovered another of my friends is engaged. There has been talk of weddings and babies and buying houses and other adult themes that I feel too young to be a part of, despite the other people involved in the conversations (and weddings and babies) being around my age. Despite being asked for ID at Hans Cafe in Mandurah on the weekend, I am getting older and am supposed to be wiser. My twenty-fifth year saw me set up a relatively functional business – perhaps my twenty-sixth will be a year of wisdom, responsibility and sensibleness. Gosh I hope not…

Time is a magical yet evil thing that brings me much perplexity as I cannot control it. Since the age of fourteen, I have been saving to move to France, and eleven years later I am finally doing it. Those eleven years, and in particular the last two, took FOREVER to pass but all of a sudden time has sped up into “SUPER SCARY ROLLERCOASTER” speed, just to freak me out. Today there are thirty-three days until we set sail for gay-Paris and start a new life of eating, seeing and doing, which, when you think about it, is not a lot at all. And the fact that I don’t really have much to do in order to prepare for departure just makes things worse because all I have to do is put my toothbrush and underwear in a bag, grab my money and passport and I’m off. Too easy.

Anyway, New Years Eve is fast approaching which always makes me reflect on what I was doing this time last year and what I’ll be doing this time next year and I can most definitely say that I am much happier to be where I am now than where I was last year and I suspect I will be even happier next year than I am this year. That’s progress for you. No babies or weddings for me though. Just baguettes, cheese, chocolate, wine and a bit of on-a-whim train travel.

Oh to be an Eagle

Wednesday, December 29th, 2010

There was once an eagle named Bob
Who was a lead member of the mob.
He was really quite tough
And sometimes very rough
And would never be seen having a sob.


Last seen in Dawesville near Florida


Friday, December 24th, 2010

Thanks to the regular reader, True Blue Bonza, I have been made aware that this Daryl Braithwait song is in fact about Father Christmas and his flying horses.

Thank you, True Blue. I would never have guessed. I didn’t know Santa was also known as “Little Darling” but ok. If you say so.

Christmas Eve is Here

Friday, December 24th, 2010

For a while there I just wished it would hurry up but now it has arrived with a big WHACK! It is suddenly Christmas and tonight Father Christmas will come in his sleigh with his flying horses and give everyone presents. Excellent. When I was a kid this moment was one of most unexplainably exciting things that could happen. I would have written a list, made a giant stocking, prepared a glass of milk and a carrot for Santa and his crew and then been far too excited to sleep. This year I have spent the last 2 weeks fretting about what to buy people, complaining about how busy shops are and being a general grouch. Where has my festive spirit gone?

I have realised that I should have just made everyone biscuits. Today I made a batch of Greek Easter biscuits (yes… I know) that are delicious AND the mix makes heaps so I could have given them to everyone. Instead they are forming part of two presents and there are lots left over. Which is also good because I get to eat them. Anyway, this post isn’t really going anywhere – I am currently sitting at home trying to think of things to do. I woke up this morning with a huge list and I have been far too organised and finished way too early. I have two hours until I need to be dressed and ready to go to the boyfriend’s family’s christmas eve party. I might go for a walk.



Thursday, December 23rd, 2010

In less than an hour I will be wearing a towel. I have a voucher for Revive Day Spa in Mt Hawthorn and I am getting a facial and a neck and shoulder massage. Being a non-girly girl and not one for beauty treatments, I have never had either of these before and, to be honest, I’m a bit nervous. I have no idea what they are going to do to me or what I am supposed to do. I suspect things will be put on my skin and I will come away glowing and smelling like a rose.

I definitely don’t look like the ladies in the photos on the day spa’s website – they all have flowers in their long, flowing hair and they look so content. Perhaps by the end of the 1.5 hours I will look like that too. I can only hope. I’ll let you know how it goes.

Day spa

This could be me.


Thursday, December 23rd, 2010

Gary has found a new home! He has been purchased by someone I don’t know! AMAZING TIMES! Gary has been purchased as a christmas present for a dentist which is completely perfect.

I made a little black and white booklet to go with him so that his new owner is aware of his past and knows how to look after him. I’m quite pleased with the end product. I still have to work on it a bit but not a bad start!


Goodbye Gary! I'll miss you!

Brain Wave

Tuesday, December 21st, 2010

Clearly all I’ve been thinking about this morning is Christmas and food and weather because I’ve just realised what we should all eat for christmas lunch this year – Christmas flavoured icy-poles. Imagine the possibilities – so much Christmas deliciousness without the heat. We’d be cool as cucumbers. You could have turkey flavoured, fruit mince pie flavoured, ham flavoured, salad flavoured… Endless.

Christmas food

Imagine all of this in ice-version

Christmas pudding

You could end the meal with one giant ice-pudding that you shave into people's bowls!

Merry Stupid Christmas

Tuesday, December 21st, 2010

Tis well and truly the season so I figured I had better get into the spirit and send a jolly ho-ho-ho to every one. To be honest, I can’t wait for 1 January when all of this festive-spirit disappears and everyone gets back to normal. I admit I like the excess red in all of the shops and most people become a lot friendlier and jollier around this time of the year. But other than that, I despise Christmas and all its joy.

I’m not a religious person so it has no sacred and holy values for me, and all it seems to be these days is an excuse to eat and drink too much and to buy each other presents that we don’t want. Throughout the year I see things for people that I’d like to buy them, but when Christmas rolls in and the shops bump up their prices, all they seem to put on their shelves in rubbish. Pure rubbish. Unless you’re willing to buy the people you love overpriced chocolates or ugly sparkly christmas decorations, you’re stuck. There is NOTHING good. I resort to buying everyone I know books (although I usually do that anyway) but having just spent the last 40 minutes wrapping presents, everyone is getting a rectangular ‘book-shaped’ present that they’ll probably never read because they ‘don’t read’.

The other thing I hate is that I am forced to go to shops that are full of people. Everyone is out buying sparkly things for each other and they get in my way, fill up car parks and take far too long at checkouts. In the past week, I have set out to the shops at least three times with the aim of buying presents and returned home early, having given up because the thing I thought I could potentially buy for someone isn’t good enough to waste 30 minutes of my life standing in a line for.

And you can’t go out for dinner in December because everywhere is booked out or just full of drunk work colleagues who sing and dance and say things they’ll regret when they get back to work the next day. Yes, I am officially a scrooge but I don’t think I am the only one who is feeling this way at the moment. And it is just going to get worse as I attend more gatherings, eat more food and feel generally more fat, sluggish and hot. Thanks to the wonders of Perth weather, it is slowly heating up this week to a lovely top of 38 degrees on Christmas day. WHAT LUCK!

I did help decorate our Christmas tree though. And as you can see, it is beautiful and red.

Christmas tree

Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree... how lovely and plastic you look to me!