The Mystery of Me

I've just now come to a realisation that during the winter my life gets really sedentary because the weather's far too often crappy and we can't go fishing in it. Well, we could but it'd be really uncomfortable. But...I'm okay with that because I have a treadmill and a home gym and can keep myself active enough that way so that I don't get too big and fat to accidentally roll over onto my husband and kill him while sleeping. After those thoughts ran through my mind, I suddenly decided that I don't have enough musicals on my iPod. So I've gone through the Wikipedia list of musicals (not so fun) and decided that I needed a place to record all the albums I need to get my hands on somehow in the near future without killing my bank account. This will take some time. Broadway, Off Broadway, Off Off Broadway, West End, Film Musicals, and whatever else was on that list...there are some from all of those categories that I want to find. =( Some of them are older though and might not even be attainable anymore. More sadness.

I also don't own enough books even though it's been about a month and I still haven't managed to finish A Feast For Crows. Eventually, I will be adding to my book collection. I already have all the ASOIAF books, it's just getting to the point of reading them. I eventually need to get the Naamah trilogy that followed the Kushiel's Legacy Sagas... And after that I have no idea what to read...

( Too many musicals...brain go splodey... )

And after typing all that...I've realised my typing skills are crap. Since most of my computer activities had pretty much died, there's nothing I do much anymore that requires fast typing skills and I definitely don't type as fast as I did 7 or 8 years ago. Ultra sadness. In the same vein, I'm guessing my piano playing skills have also deteriorated some since I haven't touched a key in the three years that I've been here. We don't have space for a piano, not even an upright, but if I had a digital piano or a keyboard I could plug it in anytime, stick a headphone jack in and play to my heart's content at any time, day or night, and not disturb John while he's sleeping. A while back I was looping, looping?? LOOKING at this one and I really like it I think. Yamaha's pretty good with their stuff and while it's not my baby grand *sniff* that I grew up playing on it will have to suffice until we have a bigger house and a bigger bank account to afford the piano I really want. I can totally afford this too as I've got more than double that saved up at the moment. If I needed a cheaper one I was thinking something more like this one. The big question is can I wait the 5-10 years it will take to have the bigger house/bank account to get something I can play on? I'm leaning closer to no on that one...

According to LiveJournal it's been 10 weeks since my last post. In that post, I didn't really say much. Not really going to say much here...just an update of my life since moving to Australia.

June 21-23 -- My plane ride was great! The end of it? Not so much of the good. The weather in Brisbane was crap so they weren't going to let us land for, like, an hour and we didn't have enough fuel to fly around and wait for an hour so they had to fly out to a little island and land in a place called Noumea to refuel which set us back about 3 hours and I missed my connecting flight to Melbourne. I guess that's a good thing because John's brother was being such a slack and they were late getting to Melbourne to pick me up anyway. Qantas was really good about already having a new connecting flight ready for me so I wasn't waiting around at all. John met me at the Melbourne airport along with his brother and his brother's fiancee--who is not his fiancee anymore at this moment in time--and everything was good. My outlook on life brightened considerably as soon as he smiled at me.

He took me home, I watched the scenery fly by and change so much during the car ride back to his home. Melbourne looks pretty much like any other city with it's skyscrapers and tall buildings that Superman could leap in a single bound. Big difference between LA and Melbourne though is that everything here in Australia seems to be sooooo much greener. I'm serious. There are trees, like, freaking EVERYWHERE. Once out of the car and in the house I pretty much passed out. Yay jetlag.

June 24 -- Woke up at an odd time. 3am. O_o Oh wait, that's 10am PST. Makes sense now. Except I'm sitting in bed alone because John's at work and I don't want to bother the rest of the house. Try and go back to sleep and end up lying in bed for about 5 hours. No big. Get used to it I guess. But John scheduled a movie for us! Transformers 2!! Except that halfway through the movie I--after scarfing down loads of way too salty popcorn--get horrible stomach pains so we ended up leaving and I end up getting sick and wretching right outside his car. Joy. "What's the first thing you did in Australia?" Oh, I threw up. My advice to anyo who's going on a very longplane ride: make sure you drink plenty of water and don't throw loads of salt down your gullet until you do. I'd never been dehydrated before and let me tell you it hurts like a mofo. Yes I just said mofo. The next few days were all pretty much rest and recuperation.

That weekend John, his mother, and his niece all took me to a local wildlife sanctuary where we saw some gorgeous peacocks and wallabies.

( Oh the wallabies... )

We also went back and saw the end of Transformers 2 that weekend since I had stupidly managed to end our previous movie engagement earlier than expected.

The next week was pretty relaxed. John took me to a few different beaches. They're so different from the ones back home. Completely less populated. You can stand on the shore and be the only person there in the middle of the afternoon. Of course, it was the beginning of winter at the time so...I suppose that could be why. But John says that's usually the way it is. There just aren't that many people on the beaches here. So much less crowded and less trashed up. You can sit on the sand and watch the waves crash for hours...and there are far less seagulls and a larger variety of birds hanging about as well. I feel a much stronger pull to nature on the beach here than I do when I visit the ocean back home.

And then the week after that, fishing!! Yes, John fishes and I have developed an unexpected liking for it as well. He took me out surf fishing the third wednesday after I had arrived. Of course, it was slow going at first. But somehow I managed to hook something! And a big something it was!




Crazy sized Australian Salmon that I've caught there. =P It's a bit larger than the every day man's catch, or so I'm told. I keep trying to tell them all that it was all beginner's luck but they won't believe me. I haven't really caught anything since. John has taken me out on his boat once--the weather hasn't really been good enough for anything more than that--and I caught a few small flathead. Almost hit John in the head with one too. =D

Since then we've been fishing at least once every week...maybe... We've gone on walks, bought a couple bikes and gone on bike rides... I've been introduced to family members and family friends. I've discovered not so fabulous mexican and really great australianised chinese. I've tasted Spaghetti Bolognese made by three different people but all three version were amazing. I've eaten more home made food in the past two months than I ever expected to eat in my adult life. How sad is that? I've eaten far less fast food than I would if I had still been at home. And I think I'm losing weight!! O_O Life here is good for me.

And the best and scariest part of it all: John put down a down payment on land and a house. We're going to have our own home!! They start building in December, and it should be done by April. O_O I get to pick out colours and carpet and countertops and furniture and...and...and... OMG. And then there's backyard stuff...of course there's going to be a shed for the boat and fishing items and and and... =D It's exciting but it's extremely scary for me. It's one step closer to that fairytale ending y'know? I've been hoping and dreaming for it for such a long time and now...it's starting to come true. I can hardly believe it...

It means, of course, that money is going to be tight, but that's to be expected. And the wedding is going to be small, but I don't mind that. I've always wanted a smaller wedding. My family keeps saying "big wedding big wedding!!" but, it's mine right? That means it needs to be what I want it to be? Especially if John and I are paying for it...right? Right. I am loving my life right now.