hello new year - aren't you bright and shiny?

Well, I have had a little Chrsitmas period bloggy hiatus and am back now for an exciting year. Holiday-wise, I had a lovely few days away to visit family, returned to the house without housemates to decompress and thoroughly wind down, have had the lovely mountain spice and baby B come stay for some low key city hanging out, and just last night traversed the back streets of my new suburb with the ever funky and entertaining angel and drJ. Fun to discover bits of the burbs that you haven't seen yet and do it with a few beers under your belt and the moonlight making everything look long shadowed and meaningful.

Speaking of new yeariness, resolutions and all - have vowed to get more active this year. When desk bound for work it's easy to clock up way too many sitting hours compared to moving hours. Went on a giant foreshore walk and even (gasp) run this morning and returned hot and sweaty and feeling very proud of myself. Complimenting this with concerted efort to eat large volumes of fruit and veg (which you think would be happening anyway as am nominally - ie mostly but occasionally let slip if out and accidentally eat random meat infested item... gallery openings with unnamed nibbles the worst offenders - vego) but funny how a day can pass where I find myself having eaten only 1 piece of fruit and a few veg and the rest somehow being grains/cereals* (and a bit of dairy, but not heaps really). Did some funky cooking while mountain spice here as she was interested in learning some new vegie/vegan meals that she can make and her partner will also eat (partner being a delightful and happy to try new things kind of bloke but from a fairly traditional family foodwise and before I lived with them and got the house hooked on vegie curries wasn't so keen on meat free dinners).

Other new years resolutions / new leaves to turn? Oh you know, changes every 5 minutes. Last night as we walked past a fab furniture and homewares shop with vintage / recycled / funky bits I got all excited about turning my bedroom into a boudairre with a slightly Fench Salon-ish air, complete with a fabulous candellabra and wallpaper, possibly some black and white bed linen, but in the cold light of day I am less convinced - surely all my dirtly clothes strewn on the floor will look less toussled rock chich and more 'I'm thirty and still a bit of a slob and not a sleek glamorous sex kitten after all' if surrounded with fiercely sophisticated decor? Maybe the candelabra can just sneak it's way in and nestle in with hot pink sari silk and 1950's suitcases and book towers and pot plants and fight it out with them for a corner in the treehouse**.

By the way full moon today. in cancer apparently - all very emotional and feminine and possibly something to do with Uranus and neptune for synchronicity and fabulous coincidence. Read Mystic Medusa for more...


* Compared with the recommended 5 serves of fruit and 4 of veg daily (or is it 4 fruit 5 veg? Can never remember - Mery Risa, you know this one..?)
** upstairs bedroom that is entered via tightly curled spiral staircase and looks out over tree branches so feels like and I now call the treehouse