It’s Jacaranda season, yo! Being born in the Jacaranda City = this little Rah is a Jaca Girl. Jacas are my favouritest trees and this is my absolute favourite time year when they’re in full flight. Bursts of purple fireworks all over the place is like my own new year revolution. I’ve been spamming my Instagram with photos of the purple giants – some of them are huuuuuge and so amazing. I love driving around and finding them standing over backyards, parks, street corners and carparks. I even have a crack team of friends who are sending me pics of pretty Jacas they find :)) Jacaranda season always fills me with hope. Winter is my least favourite season and I’m always glad to see the back of it (don’t let the door hit your on the way out, etc). Warmer air, kookaburras, BBQs, bats and sunshine! Since I saw my first Jaca in mid-September I’ve been shedding my winter skin. I’ve been taking a long hard look at myself and where I’m at in the year and realigning my priorities for the rest of the year. Some of it is scary. Actually, most of it is. Scary is good (so I’m told) but I’m learning to just go with it. Hold me? It’s gonna be a happy rah new year.
I’m sorry I put so much pressure on you to be awesome. I kinda built you up to be something ah-may-zing.
Annnnnd, well, let’s be honest. The amazingness hasn’t really bowled me over. Don’t get me wrong: all sorts of awesome shiz has happened this year (including, but not limited to White House Down), but, well, the THING that I was so sure you were bringing to the table… it just ain’t turnin’ up.
We’re both to blame, really, cause I haven’t lived up to my end of the bargain, either. I had so many Big Plans that turned out to be too much. I’ve been trying to fix All The Things that turn out to need much more work than even I anticipated. I’ve been trying to break new ground on crazy ideas that could change my world. But I am swamped by to-do lists full of to-do lists, by over-analysing, by giving into fear, by being plain lazy. By words that don’t even exist in the English language. Thank Jeebus for learning Brasilian Portuguese and having a word that will be as close as I can get.
That said, we still have two more months up our sleeve before 2014 comes a’knockin’. Two months to focus on that finishing line and karate-chopping into next year. Kicking ass and taking names.
Consider this y/our wake up call.
We’re ¼ of the way through 2013. ALREADY. Holy jeebus where did those three months go? I’m still getting used to typing 2013 instead of 2012, yo.
Have all your new year’s resolutions gone out the window?
Although I have kept a couple of promises to myself: to learn how to take betterer photos and get professional help for my wellbeing. I’m doing BOTH of things. #highfive
Most days I wonder how I could have thought that 2013 is going to a corker of a year, but I still feel it, just under the surface.
Do you still feel it too?
Two very strange things happened this week.
One: I got box seats to see Keith Urban in concert. I played the dutiful trophy wife once more and even though I hadn’t even listened to a Keith Urban single, let alone a whole album, I’d become a bit of a fan of his after his stint on The Voice last year.
After a surreal experience of eating a belated dinner in a room lit only by the flashing neon from Keith’s opening number, we got to watch the concert while drinking endless cups of coke zero and creme brulee. By the end, I was a complete convert to Australia’s favourite fluffy-haired singing export. Keith puts on a bloody good show and knows what his fans want when they come to see him in concert.
Two: Someone who I adore very much told me on Thursday that I remind them of Renee Zelwegger’s interpretation of Bridget Jones. Mostly because of my ability to make an idiot of myself and my preference for wearing bunny ears.
I do NOT count calories like Bridget does, though I’m known to wear granny fat sucker knickers and sing along to power balads very loudly when the mood suits.
On Thursday arvo I told my podiatrist of my friend’s recent discovery AND SHE AGREED THAT I’M LIKE BRIDGET. I asked if that meant I got to slide down fireman poles and kiss Hugh Grant and Colin Firth.
Apparently that’s not going to happen for me.
I bet you guys thought that I’ve abandoned this place, right? Whoops, my bad.
Can you believe that it’s the end of 2012 already? After a crappy year in 2010, an excellent year in 2011, 2012 has been beautifully mundane. Tonight we’re welcoming in 2013 with Rekorderlig, a homemade Mexicana feast, movies and local fireworks. And 2013? It’s going to be all kinds of BRILLIANT. I was just saying to Shae that it feels like we’re on the verge of something great. NYE does this to us all every year, but this year is way different. Do you feel it too?
In the last few weeks Dan and I have made some plans that has changed our outlook on virtually everything for the new year. I feel like a massive weight has been lifted off my heart, shoulders and soul and I feel like a little kid in a lolly shop. Everything out here is so bright and shiney and I’m grinning like an idiot. To celebrate, we’ve booked a getaway for the Easter weekend with a couple of old friends and I cannot, CANNOT wait. When I’m not finding myself a new bikini, I’ll be booking myself into some wellbeing courses that I’ve got my eye on so that I can focus on ME.
It’s gonna be great, y’all!
Thanks you guys for reading this funny ol place, even when I’ve seemingly leglected it. Hope you’re all on the verge of something amazing in 2013.
- What did you do in 2012 that you’d never done before?
Flew in a plane with Dan, gave Dan driving lessons, lusted after a Macbook (only for a little while, pinky swear). Visited Tasmania, drank alcoholic hot chocolate. Attended my first PR event as Smarter Admins. And I ate olives!
- Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
2012 was my year for stressing less, which I did (most of the time). My unofficial resolution was to send birthday cards for every birthday in my calendar. I would say I was ~70% successful
- Did anyone close to you give birth?
Just the usual smatterings of workmates and extended friends
- Did anyone close to you die?
- What countries/states did you visit?
Tasmania to visit Jarod and Liz, Melbourne for Problogger
- What would you like to have in 2013 that you lacked in 2012?
A life worthy of beautiful photographs
- What dates from 2012 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
In all honesty, no specific dates will stick, just periods of time throughout the year for varying reasons
- What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Work. I changed jobs within the same department and it took me right out of my comfort zone. I managed to survive, mostly unscathed!
- What was your biggest failure?
Jealousy. And being rejected for blood donation because of low iron levels
- Did you suffer illness or injury?
I got too many colds this year and a bit of whiplash after (yet another) car accident
- What was the best thing you bought?
A hot red Mazda 3 and a ticket to #probloggerevent in Melbourne
- Whose behaviour merited celebration?
The US citizens who voted for President Handsome :) And on a local level, my neighbours who voted to ban smoking in our entire block. No mean feat!
- Whose behaviour was appalling?
The NRA and their ilk for their reaction after the Newtown shooting. Australian politicians and their treatment of asylum seekers
- Where did most of your money go?
The bloody bloody mortgage! And so begins the next 30 years of my life, huh?
- What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Going to Tasmania for the first time, to visit Jarod and Liz. And seeing Human Nature in concert earlier this month. And having so many family and friends on the blogging bandwagon with me. I feel validated :)
- What song will always remind you of 2012?
This one’s a draw between the Will.I.Am/Sesame Street number and Mikhael Paskalev’s underpant dancing song
- Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder? happier
b) thinner or fatter? fatter
c) richer or poorer? poorer in $, richer my sense of self-worth
- What do you wish you’d done more of?
Go on holidays. Put effort into Smarter Admins
- What do you wish you’d done less of?
Avoid difficult decisions
- How did you spend Christmas?
Lunch with maternal in-laws, evening cocktails with paternal in-laws
- What was your favourite TV program?
How I Met Your Mother. Surpassing every other TV show to become my all-time favourite
- Did you make a friend with anyone that you didn’t know this time last year?
Not exactly new, but I’ve strengthened some friendships, expecially when sharing hotel rooms this year :)
- What was the best book you read?
I’ve done more business reading than anything this year and one book that really helped me was the Problogger book by Darren Rowse
- What was your greatest musical discovery?
Dan introduced me to Fun. when we started using Spotify. Do you use Spotify? It’s fuggen great
- What did you want and get?
A safer car
- What did you want and not get?
Galaxy Note II. Hard to justify upgrading when my current phone is still working
- What was your favourite film of this year?
I really liked 50/50 with the kid from 3rd Rock from the Sun
- What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
My 34th was the usual love from family and friends. It’s a birthday I’ll remember moreso for the way I reacted to a potentially horrid situation. It saved me a tonne of grief and meant that I was able to really enjoy my birthday for the first time in years.
- What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Meeting Barack Obama :)
- How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2012?
- What kept you sane?
My husband :)
- Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
President Handsome, Neil Patrick Harris and Jason Segel :)
- What political issue stirred you the most?
The NRA gun thing. It’s just revolting
- Who did you miss?
Jarod and Liz. Liz and Jarod
- Who was the best new person you met?
- Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2012
I am loved :)
- Quote a song lyric that sums up your year
If what I am is what’s in me, then I’ll stay strong, that’s who I’ll be
And I will always be the best me that I can be
– Will. I. Am. and Sesame Street residents