I play indoor netball every week. Alas at this weeks game I was a feeling a little off and instead of playing Nee (the very young son of one of my teammates) and I sat on the sideline and cheered. But we did something I hadn’t done before. Nee taught me to cheer in Maori.

And it was awesome!

There was lots of “haere whero!” (go red!), or “kia kaha rōpÅ« whero!” (be strong team red!). There was even “he hako te rōpÅ« kākāriki!” (the green team is dumb!).

Usually I’m itching to get on the court, and watching others play a game I want to be playing is a little grating.

But that game? Best time I’ve ever had on the sideline.

Haere Whero!! :)

It appears that this post about Glacéau Vitamin Water vs Nutrient Water has been getting a fair amount of attention. I’m sad to say that my initial premise for that post was wrong: Nutrient Water IS NOT Vitamin Water rebranded and released in the NZ market. Vitamin Water is way better.

Glad we got that all cleared up.

Anyway, after the initial comment debate with Betty, I mostly forgot about that post. But then I got an email from the fabulous people at Glacéau’s PR company to say that they had seen it (and more importantly the comment debate where I PWN Betty). They were very, very kind and now that Vitamin Water is OFFICIALLY available in New Zealand they sent out some ‘Rainbow Samples’ of their Vitamin Water. Woo!

And on a gorgeous, gorgeous day like today – who could say no?

PS: No, Glacéau didn’t pay me to write this post. Rock on Vitamin Water!

Woo! After many missions through fabric stores, after many emails, last minute txt’s and quick discussions at netball – the plans for the bridesmaid dresses are now FINALISED!!

We have found the three fabrics (one through K’s wholesale connections, one in a little store in Australia, and the other one I discovered while procrastinating in Newmarket), two of three of the bridesmaids have been measured up. And we have a fairly firm design which has been made up in mock form.

I am so glad things are moving forward! I’ve never, ever been so intimidated by a dress, nor done so much running around for one!! Trying to find the right colours was a bitch, and I must’ve looked through SO MANY WEDDING BLOGS!

>Okay, I think I’m talking it up a bit now. In truth, it hasn’t been that bad. All the real work was done by the fabulous fabulous Kirsty who has always had time for me, even when we made so many changes. She came on fabric trips, found the pattern, and made up the mocks and has just been so absolutely fantastic.

If your ever in a position where you or your friend are getting the bridesmaid dresses made, find a decent dressmaker who will go the extra mile for you. It’s important that you have someone who is happy to talk through any changes you make and happy to tactfully tell you when changes are needed. A decent dressmaker is worth their weight in gold – for serious! I think we got lucky.

>And the best bit? At all the fittings, and all the fabric meetings K let me bring Quinn to the party. Best. Dressmaker. Ever.

I’m sitting at work, listening to the news on the radio. Sadly, when the newsreader reads out the words ‘Prime Minister’ I still expect to hear ‘Helen Clark’ appended to the end. It’s still a little nauseating to hear ‘John Key’ come out instead.

How slow could the next three years *possibly* go, and how much damage could be done in that time?

Sigh.

Helen, you were an unbelievably fantastic Prime Minister. Possibly the best we’ve ever had.

I received this txt today, which is another example of why I love and adore The Square so much . . .

“Drinks at The Third Quarters at 6. Be there, or be . . . “

*grin*

Last weekend The Boy and I got our first sunburn of the summer – right across the backs of our necks. Usually I’m pretty pissed that I was silly enough to get sunburnt. I usually lather myself in sunscreen in attempt to avoid the pink painful glow of sunburn.

But right now? I don’t mind so much. Because I got it at the Grey Lynn Park Festival, and no place could have been better to get sunburnt.

Imagine, perfect blue skies, loads of people, stalls filled with cute exciting things and side caravans of polynesian and asian foods. Imagine bands going hard on a stage surrounded by people just hanging out and enjoying the sun. Imagine kids rides, and dogs! SO MANY DOGS! All just hanging out, having a good time!

It was an epic afternoon, and I enjoyed myself no end. So sunburn be damned. Nothing could dent the fabulousness of the Grey Lynn Park Fest. :)

As the Southern Hemisphere snow season draws to a close (or rather goes under protest – this past season has been PHENOMENAL – it was open till mid November, and there are Summer Snow rumors!) it also makes me a bit nostalgic for the Northern Hemisphere.

Around this time every year I often wish that I was heading back to the States to teach, and every year I tend to think ‘Next year I’ll go back’. Alas, I haven’t yet. Perhaps next year . . . :P

Anyway, I came across another fabulous etsy store dubbed Avril Loreti, that do fantastic bandanna’s with Mo’s on them. I go through several bandanna’s a season – I prefer them to balaclava’s or fleece covers.

And with these super cute mustaches on them, who could resist?

Appropriate for Movember too, I thought. :)

I was having a hard time last week, and ended up piking on a Square date, where I was to make incredibly yummy pie. But oh, how I adore the Square:

From: The Second Quarter
To: The First Quarter
CC: The Third Quarter; The Fourth Quarter
Subject: URGENT: pie

Dear First Quarter,

You are hearby summoned to The Square Flat (hereafter known as “the flat”) for the purposes of making a spinach, feta and sun-dried tomato pie (“pie”). Should you be unable to attend to this duty within a reasonable period of time you must immediately divulge all relevant pie-making secrets to the inhabits of the flat so they may attempt to construct said pie themselves.

Yours sincerely,

The Second Quarter
Chief pie-eater

Needless to say I shall NOT divulge all relevant pie-making secrets, and shall instead answer the summons. :)

As I write this – I am SORE. My back aches, my shoulders are complaining, and I’m so. Incredibly. Tired. But, I care little. Because all this pain? SO WORTH IT!

Because over the weekend, The Boy moved out of his old flat in town, and into his new one in the suburbs. And the new one is FANTASTIC! The place is cheaper, the rooms bigger, the house cleaner (hurrah, I might actually get to bake in his kitchen! The last one was often so filthy you never wanted to touch anything in it. We both attempted to scrub it clean several times, only to have to it decimated before I could bake anything). The flatmates are nicer (and have the added bonus of not being my boss), there is a yard with GRASS, and a very nice friendly kit. And the house is filled with exciting geek things that don’t just belong to The Boy! There is a fancy projector, servers in the garage and just all sorts of madness!

The only downside I can see is that I don’t have a handy carpark for work anymore, and there will be no short walk home after a night out.

Still, with many more upsides than downsides, it matters little. I’m relieved he has moved.

With this move, and the fantastic blue Skies we’ve had lately, things are beginning to look up, and I am SO GLAD! :)

As I mentioned previously, a couple weeks ago I was lucky enough to accompany Liz around Armageddon. As Liz has strong connections to The Hub Productions (who usually bring a star or two across from Oz) it usually means hanging out with a few ’stars’ some too.

This year, we did dinner before the convention. It was a very fun night at an old pub style place in town. I was talking to Liz earlier, and I think what I enjoy most about these nights is that for me, while I know they are important star people (who usually have such fantastic outgoing personalities, that the much of the night is passed in laughter and gossip), often I don’t actually know who they are.

At the convention, there are fans who will stand in line and wait to talk to these people. They will pay a fair amount of money to have a photo taken with them. These are THEIR STARS – the people they watch on tv every week, people from their SHOWS.

Alas, while I DO watch alot of TV, I don’t watch alot of the shows that these stars are from (Scifi shows, usually. Lately its been the Star Gate kind, Atlantis, whatever.) So, I’ll be sitting with Liz talking to some people before I realise that this gorgeous blonde women who I’m laughing along with, that her job is to be a Wraith Queen. I’m not quite sure what about the specifics of a Wraith (I was thinking along the lines of LOTR, but apparently that’s not quite right) but listening to her talk I realised that while I thought it was just a funny story, there are people who would die to be sitting where I was.

I think what I’m trying to say is that I feel okay hanging out with these people that other people squee over, because I don’t actually know who they are, or what shows they are from. I’m not a fan, and often Liz will whisper a quick explanation into my ear about who they are, and what show they are from so I can follow some of the more bizarre conversations. It makes them easier to talk to, when I’m not all star shocked and forget that they are anything more than just people over from wherever.

However, I’m not removed enough to not feel special when, while walking through the convention, some of stars will stop and have a bit of a chat with us across the barriers.

Here are a few shots from this years show:

Andee, Liz and I. Andee was fantastic, I will forever remember sitting at dinner and her being amazed at the size of Power Rangers lips. She was really really lovely! She also sneaked us chocolate eclairs while we were waiting in line – sneaky!

This is Ernie (from Ghostbusters) and me – Ernie was SO GREAT! He really is fabulous, and has a fantastic fantastic philosophy on life. We walked back from the restaurant together and he was just so lovely. I think out of everyone I met that weekend, I enjoyed his company the most. I think he stopped what he was doing to talk to us every time we walked past!

This is me and David Hewlett. I only really met him at the convention, so it was really nothing special. He has no idea who I am, and in truth, I don’t really know who he is either. His talk was funny, though.

I enjoyed Armageddon this year, despite spending half the weekend in hospital. It really was fantastic!