Archive for August, 2009
Yesterday I spent my birthday monies on a jigsaw. Not a stupid puzzle but rather a super masculine power tool.
I have to make some big wooden display things for a work thing at parliament house in a few weeks and i figured the best would be to use a jigsaw to get the shapes i’m looking for.
Oh this is my Jigsaw
I have never used a jigsaw before in my whole entire life. So I thought it would be a good idea to practice on some scrap wood before I go buy the big sheets of ply for making the work thing.
Jenny drew me a triangle and a teddy bear.
The triangle was easy, I felt like a super handy husband.
The Teddy Bear put me back in my place, the place of ‘you should stick to making things on computers and leave the power tools up the real men”
So that’s my jigsawing done for the day, all in all I don’t think i did a terrible job seeing as i have never used a jigsaw before.
Now it’s time to go scratch myself before I replace the car engine, build a patio, install a new hot water system, have another scratch, sit down with my tool belt on and watch some footy.
Actually i’m going to re-install Mac OSX on jenny’s old computer.
This morning we where all up at a time that is not even mentionable.
We caught the train to the airport where we found out that due to heavy winds all flights with all airlines where delayed by at least 1 hour. So it was time for some sitting and a hash brown. Then jenny and Oscar disappeared into some special ‘wip out your boob’ cupboard and I watched planes.
Eventually our plane was ready so we folded up the pram and gave it to the lady at the gate and boarded the plane.
Oscar didnt seem to like the plane much, he let us know his feelings by screaming. The screaming continued all through the safety demo, taxi-ing and take off. Eventually he found peace sitting on my shoulders.
We landed in the sunny and warm Gold Coast and walked towards the beach and a lunch shop where we had lunch with our super cool QLD buddies.
It was awesome, hot weather mixed with burgers, coke and good friends. I love QLD.
Then after lunch it was a walk back to the airport and another 1 hour delayed plane. Oscar only cried a bit on this flight as we where coming in to Sydney, I think like me he wants to move to QLD and was sad to be back in Sydney town.
The train trip on the way home a bogan chick came and asked how old our boy was, I said 8 months. She said ‘cute’.
Now he is cute but i’m not sure why she said it as the pram was covered in a blanket with no sign of a baby underneath.
A super birthday present from wife and Oscar.
Well there you go, now i’m 27.
It was a normal day today.
Tomorrow shall be super as we are going to the Gold Coast for lunch and it’s going to be fine and 27 degrees
I guess it comes with being famous, but it’s still strange knowing that wherever I go there is probably going to be people taking photos of me. Trying to get that snap that they can sell to Womens Idea or New Day or something.
The thing that makes it freaky is when you get sent a photo of yourself and friends having fun, but you get sent it from someone in a different city.
crazy stalkers. At least I looke like an easy going firendly celebrity.
If you make it to the end of this video you are an amazing person.
Today we went on a steam train as part of the great heritage rail weekend at Central.
It was super fun, I love steam trains. I love the smell and rattling of the carriages, the soot in your eye the heat of the engine and of course the “tooooot toooooot”.
And what made it even more super was that it was Oscar’s first steam train trip and he liked it.
In fact at central it was hard to get a photo of him looking at the camera because he was always twisting around just staring at the steam engines. That’s my boy!
All of us, from the back left. The Howie, The Wife,
A good day out. Next steam train hopefully the zig zag.
I had my interview this morning for my job that i’m already doing.
I did as stated in the last post and dressed up in my shorts, t-shirt but i had to add in a jumper due to the chill factor.
Then to make sure the job remains mine I put on a tie over my jumper and made an up to date version of my resume on a posit-it note.
Aside from all the silliness the interview was good, we discussed gaps and growth areas along with how amazing I am and that I’m like the best thing that has ever happened to TEAR.
I’ll find out next tuesday if the job is mine to keep. I know the job is mine to keep but next tuesday will be the official knowing date due to processes and procedures
I have a job interview tomorrow for the job i’m currently doing.
I’m going to wear my best washed t shirt and my only pair of denim shorts, might even wash my hair.
If I don’t get the job you can be guaranteed it’s not because of my shabby appearance.
Our boys are 4 years old. It was their birthday while we where in Melbourne town so they didn’t get a party. Instead the spent the week with Tom, probably watching a lot of DVD’s.
Here is them at the age of 1.
Today I was at a schools fete / sports day thing. I spent most of the day riding our new work rickshaw around. It took a bit of practicing to work our how to ride it well but by the end of the day i was both a pro and legally dead.
It’s so unbelievably heavy and even more so when you have some fat kid in the back. I tell you what I can confirm we are in an obesity crisis. Praise the lord for little girls who wanted rides, they where so light.
A highlight of the day was a free buffet lunch in some posh room looking out over the sports fields.
now I shall sleep for a month or so.
Starting tomorrow I have a work event on every weekend until the 10th of October and a few during weekdays too. And most of them i’m away from home for at least 1 night. I’ll be in Stanmore, Gosford, Surry Hills, Newcastle, Thornleigh, Canberra, Sutherland, Canberra, Horsley Park.
I think I should be a consultant so I can charge my employer consultancy fees.
Well it’s official. I’m a tough guy.
Just went to visit my Doctor to see if he could tell me what’s going on with my sore ribs.
I went in and told him the story of the Melbourne train that bit me. He asked me to take my shirt off and lay on his bed. I told him which ribs hurt so he started to push around with his fingers on all the other ribs. Then he began to push on the ribs that are sore.
As he pushed down it hurt quite a lot, but what was most disturbing was the crunching sound that came from my chest as he pushed down. He then declared that i had at least one broken rib and could feel another one moving a bit so probably 2. It gave him shivers up his spine when his he felt the crunching, he thanked me for the experience.
He also said i’m pretty tough as broken ribs hurt a lot.
So there you go, my first ever broken bones.
Now all I have to do is wait a month or so for it to heal itself. No heavy lifting or strenuous activities. If it’s still hurting the same amount in a week or so I need an x-ray.
I’ll have to try and see if i can get out of any work events. “Oh my rib hurts I can’t do that, I’ll have to just stay home”
Oh and thanks to the doc pushing around and producing the crunching noise it does seem to hurt a bit more now than it did before
We made it home safe and sound earlier today.
for thos of you wondering about my rib, and also for those of you who don’t care.
It is still just as sore as it was when the train door hit it. tomorrow that will be a week ago. Also I’ve started to notice a bit of a ‘click’ when i breathe out sometimes. So tomorrow I’m off to the doctor man so he can tell me if ‘m some kind of pansy boy or see if he says “wow you have one seriously stuffed rib, how have you managed the pain in the last week, you must be some kind of tough guy”
my guess is he will say “it’s just a bruise, walk it off” .
Tonight is the last night in Melbourne town.
Tomorrow it’s off bright and early to Yass.
If i lived in Yass i’d call it My Yass!
Earlier today we went into the city to go up Rialto tower. I do love a good building and this one was good.
Here is a photo of ‘Fugly Square’. what the hell where the designers thinking!
Security in big buildings is a big thing these days and you need to be on the look our for possible terrorists.
In melbounre the main security targets are men with no arms, so if you are a man with no arms in Melbourne you need to know that the authorities are watching your every move.
Question: Is there anything more fun than going down a slippery dip with daddy?
Answer: Yes there is something more fun, slippery dips are boring.
There are two main observations I’ve made since being in Melbourne for the last 5 days.
1. Melbourne seems to have the largest concentration of ginger heads in the world
2. Hairdressers seem to be open 24 hours.
I belive there is a link between the two. There are so many red heads that hairdressers need to stay open 24hrs to keep up with the demand of ginger heads wanting to disguise their true identity.
Tonight after dinner at our staff conference I decided to bail and head back to be with wife and baby.
I walked to the train station and then heard a train coming so made a runner for the train. (Yes i did validate my metcard).
I ran towards the train and the doors where just starting to close I made it most of the way in but then some how the door slammed into my rib. I wasn’t expecting it and it got me really hard. In sydney if the door closes on you it just sort of stops there is no pressure but the melbourne doors are determined to close no matter what obstacle lay in their way. So my rib copped a beauty. I spent the whole train trip home gasping a bit for air and every time i moved it hurt.
It could be bruised or maybe even cracked, who knows but it bloody hurts and still does.
No real use seeking medical help as they can’t do anything for ribs.
Well the staff conference has begun, so no more derogatory comments about places we visit or pass through.
And due to my professionalism no derogatory comments about colleagues or the conference either.
I’m in lockdown until friday afternoon. So the old blog may be a bit bare for a while.
When we booked an apartment in Melbourne we had no idea what the suburb would be like, for all we knew we would be in the middle of the red light district sharing an apartment building with the entire melbourne underworld.
we just booked it on wotif with 2 main criteria, one being two bedroom and the other being cheapish.
After a wander it turns out we are on the border of latte land and the handbag hood. Not heaps our scene seeing as jenny doesnt like lattes and i’ve stopped collecting handbags.
But there is an Oporto and the train station is super close.
We stocked up at coles and now sitting back about to enjoy some foxtel.