Another Saturday night

So what do I do on a Saturday night? Having a bbq that’s what and now everyone is playing poker and I am not. Because I am afraid I will take it too seriously and start hating my friends because I am losing. I am secretly quite competitive. I like to be the THE BEST, THE BEST, NOTHING GONNA EVER KEEP ME DOWN. That’s a song form the Karate Kid, the best movie ever made FYI. So now I am updating my blog, New colours see. To keep you all interested in my daily goings on.

Sporty Sally

On Sunday I am doing a 5 kilometre run for cancer research with a few friends. I thought it was a fun run, turns out everybody has been training except for me. I can put it down it my ankle problems but really I couldn’t be bothered training. And even when I realised that I would be the slow one at the back I still didn’t train.

I am relying on my natural fitness to get me around. I t doesn’t look good at this stage. I was going to run on Friday to train but then thought better of it. Best to rest a few days before a big race so I am spending Friday night at the pub watching the football. Rest and relaxation so I am all ready for Sunday’s big race.

Also like any self respecting kiwi in London I have joined a Touch rugby team. This is the first season I have played and I am feisty. Those of you that know me may not be surprised. I used to play hockey with teenage girls I am not afraid a sports field argument. And I had one on Monday it was wicked, got the good old adrenalin going

The funniest thing is that when boys touch you they sometimes hit your boob. And as a girl you don’t care because it’s your boob no big deal but boys are always so apologetic. They are like ‘I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m sorry.' And now I ham it up I say 'ow! That really hurt,’ (Even when it didn’t even tickle) especially if we are losing (which we always are) Touch rugby is a psychological game really, just like chess.

Hot child in the city

It’s hot, hot, hot. My inner thermostat guesstimates about 27 degrees in the middle of the day. So we went to the park at lunchtime and tried to get a tan. But just got sweaty and all we got was a bit of heat rash.

Here is my work best friend Lucy from far away, she is sitting on my park rug to stop me from getting grass stains on my clothes and a rash.

Here she is again eating her pickle and cheese toasted sandwich.

Am sleeping with the window wide open tonight. Summer has arrived.

xxx

Ps don’t be too jealous forecast for the weekend is shit, and it’s a long weekend as well. Bloody typical one thing you can never rely on in this country is the weather.

Sunny Tuesday Afternoon

So what am I doing now?

Well as you may know we are trying to buy a house in London, and when I sayhouse I mean a tiny one bedroom flat somewhere relatively safe, e.g. thereare no gangs of yoofs walking around with knives.

Our budget is huge for NZ over half a million dollars and tiny forLondon. So it goes without saying that we can't afford anything.And proprieties are literally selling the same day they go on the market.The same day. And go within hours.

Anyway we have made an offer on one place, it was rejected and are currently doing sealed bids on another place. And it 3:28 and the bids close at 4. So wehave half an hour of waiting until D day or D hour or D Time. that sounds like rap song ‘Its D-time y’all’ . So here I am waiting for news.

Can't share the stress with Jamie because he is busy with work. I am not and therefore have half an hour of waiting ahead. Will keep you updated.

3:32 still no word, have just checked my email. Can't remember if the estateagent has my number or not. Think he has it, will it be stalkerish to check?Will read about the cutty sark (for those of you that don’t know the cutty sark was a historic tea clipper that burned, what is a tea clipper, no one knows, not even God) to keep my mind off it. How bored must you be to set fire to a ship?

3:35 only 2 minutes have passed. Cutty sark was boring.

3:38 I have to do work now, it's a good distraction.

3:39 work didn't distract me at all. am now just bored with work. anywayhave done it now didn't take as much time as I thought. Will check my hotmail.

3:42 no new emails. this is taking ages. not sure if I am more scared of not getting the property or of getting it. Then I will have a mortgage and mybelt will have to be tightened.

3:45 Still no email, it's driving me crazy. am drinking tea and eating chocolate to calm myself down.

3:47 its not working.

3:50 walking to the post box at work to distract me.

3:51 I am back it was a short walk.

3:53 God time is drag-gg-ing. Am so bored I would set fire to the cutty sark at this stage.

3:55 Maybe not those two minutes just flew by.

4:00 Shit was reading about Paris Hilton on the internet and totally forgot about the flat.

Its 4:00. Jesus now we are really waiting. Will check my email now.

4:05 and no news these people are torturing me, also have just remembered he definitely does have my mobile number, so why hasn't he called? I feel desperate and dateless. Although the estate agent was overweight and grossed me out.

4:07 am no longer writing this it has made the waiting worse. Damn real time blogging.

4:35 Bad news, didn’t get the property again. This is madness. And now I am over caring. Well not over caring, yes I am over caring and am never ever seeing a tiny shithole apartment in London ever again.

5:01 Have been sucked in, am seeing another property on Saturday. And the cycle continues.

xxxxx

What's in a name?

I am proud of my Austrain-neess, I am proud that my Dad comes from there and that my family are there and I have always thought of it as part of me and part of my home.However there is one curse to bear and that is my name. It is unique(that's an euphuism if ever I heard one.) It's long, it's not spelt how it's said and did I mention it's long?

And because I am living with a race of people have trouble understanding me at the best of times spelling it over the phone is a nightmare. And then people say "ohh are you German?' to which I reply "no I am Austrian"they reply "but you don't sound Austrian" and a whole boring conversation that I have had 200 times kicks off.

And did mention I always have to spell it? always.

And it's hard to go incognito with a name like mine, when you google it I am the only one that comes up. The only one on hotmail, the only one on facebook, the only one ever. I stand out in a name crowd that is for sure. Once when I was 9 I was in the Birkenenhead library and I heard two librarians mocking my name. I had an overdue books and they had to contact me (I was a terror for overdue books when I was younger, those rebellious days are now behind me) I heard them laughing at my name pushing me further into name shame.

Also when I have to sign for things, which is a lot at work. It takes ages and the security guy with the book I am signing makes himself a cup of tea while I am finishing my signature. So I just abbreviate it to Andrea Wohl.

So today I was signing my shortened name and suddenly thought Shit I only have this name for 8 more months. Then like a good 1950's housewife I will be taking Jamie's which is shorter and very English, and then I won't be able to take ages to sign or spell it anymore I will be one of the crowd.

So for the next 8 months I will be spelling my name with pride and taking the full 10 minutes to sign it and telling everyone that yes my name is Austrian, yes I have a kiwi accent and yes it is an unusual name and it's mine for a limited time only.

xxxx

ps like the good feminist that my Mum raised me to be I did consider keeping my name and then remembered that I am starting a new family together with Jamie blah blah blah and I felt like a change.

pps I did suggest that Jamie might want to change his name to mine. He didn't even answer the question, so I took that as a no.

Eurovision goodness

not sure if i can explain the true hotness that is Eurovision. All I can say is that it is Saturday night, I am at home with a bottle of wine having the time of my life.

In other news Jamie has retreated to the bedroom because Eurovision was giving him a headache.
xxxxxx

Eurovision update

Austria didn't get past the semi-finals! am not really that surprised, they are always quite crap. Anyway now my loyalties are not divided. UK all the way!

website below

http://www.eurovision.tv/

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