Eating badly...

...but enjoying it! Regular readers of my blog will know that I have a slim build - I've regarded it as a curse all of my life but of recent years, it has become somewhat of a blessing. Only about 2 years ago, I finally achieved what I had strived for all my adult life...a 30 inch waist! You have no idea how exciting that was for me...finally able to buy jeans, shorts, trousers and suits off the rack, without the need for alterations, with plenty of choice as well! And about 18 months ago, I finally hit my minimum weight for height! Another exciting milestone in my skinny life! I think that my lightning fast metabolism is finally starting to slow down to just be really fast instead and so as a consequence, I've actually been able to put on some weight instead of burning it off like I've always done.

I know this is probably sounding like everyone's dream "problem" - the inability to put on weight, but I've hated being skinny all my life and would still prefer to be a bit more built. But I have long resigned myself to having a slim build and the more guys I meet, the more I appreciate it. So many guys are regular gym bunnies, watching what they eat, jogging every week etc and I just meander through life, eating whatever I like and doing very little meaningful exercise.

And this week has been a perfect example of my bad eating habits...Monday night, I cooked myself a delicious spag bol and of course, piled it high with parmesan cheese, topped off with a glass of lovely 2004 Barossa Shiraz. Tuesday night, ahhhh Tuesday night...was the night I spent with the lovely Bruce and we had pizza for dinner (OK, it was gourmet pizza but it was still covered in yoghurt and cheese and stuff). Last night, Bruce came over to my place for dinner and as I had lots of leftover spag bol sauce, I just whipped up some more pasta and we consumed that, again augmented with a glass (or two) of wine. Tonight, I'm going home and making one of my favourite quick and easy dinners...parmesan pasta. Basically, you melt a tablespoon of butter, throw in a small carton of double cream, bring it almost to the boil, add a handful of grated parmesan cheese, some chopped up parsley, salt and pepper to taste and that's it...it's fundamentally heart attack pasta....and my goodness, it's magnificent! Mama mia! And with a nice oaky chardonnay...perfetto! So it's been pizza and pasta all week so far!

So as you can see, counting calories is not my forte! Wouldn't know a calorie if I fell over it! They just do not figure in my life!

But, speaking of the lovely Bruce (I'm sure we were), last night was another highly pleasant evening. He hadn't intended coming over...he rang me after work for our usual daily chat and had told me he planned to stay home and catch up on some work. I simply suggested he come over for some spag bol (not thinking he would) and he capitulated without the slightest attempt of resistance! This was very unexpected and so I tore around the apartment cleaning up (which certainly burned some of the aforesaid calories I'm sure), had a quick shower, threw on some shorts and a t-shirt, just in time for his arrival. And it was another relaxing evening spent chatting, eating, drinking, watching my favourite show, Spicks and Specs, and a little bit of snogging....he is such a good kisser!!!!!! Unfortunately, he had an early morning appointment so he didn't stay over...sigh...

But, I'll be seeing him tomorrow night AND staying over at his place for our first ever sleep-in on Saturday morning...all our previous sleepovers have been on a school night and so we've been getting up at 6am so that we can both make it to work in time. So I am really looking forward to a semi-lazy sleep-in with the very hot and exceptionally sexy Bruce!

Over the moon...

As you may have seen in Muzbot's blog, last night was a full lunar eclipse which made it a blood moon as well. What a night...

I collected Bruce from his place and we drove over to South Head about 7.30pm. The moon was already well and truly eclipsing at that stage, which was pretty freaky but also really cool. I had a bottle of champers as well and so we found ourselves a dark little spot on the lawn on the cliff's edge, put down the picnic blanket and sat there and sipped our champers! The weather was delightful - I was just wearing jeans and a shirt and felt comfortable. I did end up putting my jacket on later in the evening (as did Bruce) but for an August night, it was extemely balmy. We sat there and chatted for a couple of hours and watched the moon get progressively darker and redder (though, I would call it more ochre than red). And it was a great conversation - we really started getting into some very personal stuff which was great - and we relaxed into each other so that by the end, we were just sitting there, holding hands, my head on his shoulder.

We went back to his place after that, ordered a pizza and consumed that very quickly and then at about 10pm, went to bed. We kept talking in the dark - it's funny how being in the dark allows you to say stuff you can't say normally - and the more I talk to him, the more I respect him and admire him. And, for the first time, I fell asleep in his arms...very literally in his arms. I cannot describe how good it felt when I woke sometime through the night and I was still in his arms...and then I just drifted off again...

The more I see of him, the more I like him...and I have no doubt that there is going to be some challenging stuff ahead for both of us. He's been badly scarred by his previous 11 yr relationship - by the emotional crap that he went through in the relationship and the acrimonious break up as well - and it's bound to raise its head at some stage. I know he doesn't feel like he's able to give me the level of emotional commitment that he feels I need, but for me, I am just so so so enjoying this that I'm pretty happy with how things are going! It will be a slow process, there's no doubt, but I really don't mind...I think he's just a terrific guy, with a beautiful heart and so I'm prepared to put in the hard yards.

You've Got Mail...

I found myself unexpectedly at home this evening (Saturday). And so, thought it would be a good opportunity to catch up on some DVD's and bad take-away food. So I toddled off to the video store (why do we still call it a Video store when it doesn't actually have videos?) and rented myself a couple of DVD's, purchased a tub of chocolate icecream, and then drove to KFC and got myself a really unhealthy serve of fried chicken and the delicious KFC chips and came back home! It was going to be the perfect night in!

As it turned out, I flicked on the TV and an ad for the night's movie was on..."You've Got Mail" starring Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks. I saw this movie when it came out - I think it must've been 1998/99 - and I loved it at the time. It was at the time when email was really becoming entrenched in life and the internet was passing from that interesting but useless phase into a quite handy tool to have. And that movie opened my mind the world of internet dating! It's your very typical Hollywood romantic comedy, but I still thought it was awesome. I actually went out and bought the soundtrack to remind me of the movie!

But I haven't seen it since, and so when I saw it advertised tonight, I thought, hang the DVD's - I'll watch the TV movie! It's soooo perfect, the way everything works out - and of course, it only ever happens like that in the movie. But I've talked to so many guys who keep saying that you'll never find love over the 'net, only sex. But, to be honest, I would like to believe that love can be found on the 'net, just as it can be found across a crowded nightclub, or in a pub, or at a friend's dinner party - it's just one of the tools that you use to meet guys. It's happened for my lovely friend Evan - he met McDreamy via Gaydar. In fact, I was having dinner with him on Thursday night and he told me how much he loved McDreamy. This is nothing new to me, he tells me that all the time. I had lunch with McDreamy today and you know what, he told me how much he loves Evan. This is also nothing new to me. These two guys have met and have clicked and it's fantastic to see their relationship grow and develop. I am constantly telling them that they give me hope that I too will be able to find a guy that I can love, and that will love me back. And watching the movie tonight, well, it was lovely! A fairytale - yes - but still, I would like to believe that it is possible! Naive - perhaps - but hey, I'm a hopeless romantic!

And so, I'll persist with Gaydar for the time being. At the moment, I'm not doing a lot with it, as I'm rather taken with Bruce, and who knows what will happen. I'm trying to be sensible about it, taking it one day at a time - don't want to run too far ahead of myself. But, I'm open to all possibilities with him so we'll see how it goes. He's away this weekend as well, and it's killing me! I can't wait to see him again. What's worse, he's out of mobile range, so I can't even talk or text him! Arghhhh! So, bring on the end of the weekend, when I can at least talk to him again, or better still, see him! I must say, it's wreaking havoc with my work - I'm tired all the time as I don't really sleep that much when I'm with him and I am easily distracted by his emails and texts.

Anyway, it's now 1:10am Sunday morning and my bed (and all the lovely new linen) is calling me. I do hope everyone else is having themselves a great weekend!

Falling...

I received an email this morning from Bruce..."I really enjoyed your company last night and waking up beside you this morning." Now this may not seem like a particularly exciting or romantic statement, but he's not one who overflows with protestations of love! So, when I received the email this morning, I melted!

He's intent on dating me the old-fashioned way...to get to know me as a person, rather than just get caught up in the physical side of things. This may surprise many of you, but we haven't actually shagged yet. We've spent 4 of the past 7 nights together however we have just slept (as in the actual act of closing ones eyes) together on these occasions. This has been difficult, as you could imagine, because I am deeply attracted to him and the physical contact in bed certainly produces quite obvious results. But, I've actually started enjoying the fact that he wants to focus on our fledgling friendship/relationship instead of just doing the usual thing and shagging first, asking questions later. I like cuddling him while we chat on the couch, I like snuggling with him in bed...but I really like the fact that he rings me each day just to have a chat, even if we are seeing each other that night. This is a gentleman that I could seriously fall for...

Bruce...

Well, he's hot as, a very sweet man, and when I mentioned that I blog and that I needed a nom de plume for him, he requested BRUCE! So, Bruce it is.

He was away for the weekend, which made it drag somewhat...thankfully, I had my shopping expedition on Saturday, Single Guy's birthday party on Saturday night, and Sunday martini's with my mate Muzbot to keep me occupied. But, I staggered home at 7.30pm Sunday and he sent me a message..."I'm on my way over". Bliss! It was soooo lovely to see him again - we just sat on the couch, consumed a bottle of Shiraz Viognier and chatted for a couple of hours. I then suggested he view my new bedroom linen and so he did...and it passed muster with him! yay!

Needless to say, I was a little tired on Monday, but I was one happy little vegemite! He was even more tired, but he invited me to dinner at his place and so I toddled on over last night and spent a very relaxing and really domestic evening with him. And then he coughed up with the "Bruce" comment. OK, it's not my favourite name, but thankfully, it's not his real name. I actually really really like his name, it suits him perfectly.

Tonight, I'm going home and sleeping - having had very little sleep over the past two nights! He is similarly shattered! But we have a dinner date tomorrow night which is very exciting!

I can't believe how much I'm gushing over him actually...I emailed my lovely friend Evan on Monday and the whole flipping email was about how wonderful "Bruce" was, how sweet he is, how HOT he is, blah blah blah, but I could not help myself! This is really not good...I need to get a handle on myself and control my emotions. . . it's just so damn difficult! ...sigh...

Needless to say, all other dates have been cancelled! Monty is smitten!

Up Up and Away...

Well, I'm rather excited! Booked my flight to the UK and for the first time, I'm flying with Virgin Atlantic! I've been a faithful Singapore Airlines flyer as I do love the service and their inflight entertainment. BUT I've been assured by my friend Tom (himself a faithful Virgin flyer) that Virgin will meet my very strict standards! AND as he introduced me to the Virgin Frequent Flyer program, he gets points whenever I fly...hmmmm, methinks there may have been a vested interest somewhere here! Anyway, I'm excited! I depart our fair shores 4th October and hit London 5th October! I leave London 8th November and arrive back in the Antipodes on the 10th. So I have just over 5 weeks. Yay! I'm planning on seeing a lot of London this time (thanks to my long suffering brother Mark, who is providing the free accommodation) as well as possibly a bit of the Nth of England, Paris, and Sweden. Mmmmmm, Swedish boys. . . It's all rather unplanned at the moment, quite unlike me, but I'm enjoying the relative freedom and the endless possibilities that not locking myself into a schedule brings. So we'll see what life (and London) brings me!

Yesterday, I woke up feeling like I needed a change. So what did I do? Went to my favourite store, David Jones', and bought myself a new mattress protector, valance, quilt, quilt cover, pillows, cushions - the whole kit and caboodle! Looks fabulous! My bedroom is transformed! It's amazing what a difference it makes! So that is also another exciting thing! (not quite up on the same excitement level as overseas travel, but still)

Today, it's a cold and rainy day in the Emerald City. I have on some baroque CD's, my heater is pumping out the warmth, and I'm just about to get me some lunch. Think I shall spend the arvo inside, reading the Sunday papers, maybe a beer or two if I'm in the mood, and wait for my Wednesday guy to return from his weekend away! He does actually have a name, but it won't be revealed until after the second date! Watch this space!

It's early days...

...but Wednesday's date was sensational (and the guy wasn't half bad either)!!! AND he seems to be as much into me, as I am into him! Unfortunately, he'd already organized to go away this weekend, otherwise the rest of the dates would have been summarily cancelled and the time devoted to him.

Well, maybe not all - after all, you can't put all your eggs into one basket. But seriously, I'm blown away! And from our subsequent telephone conversations and text messages, he's just as enthusiastic! I feel like I shouldn't even blog about this as it'll curse any chance of it actually ever happening.

Hope you have a great weekend everyone!

Back into the fray...

I haven't really done a lot of dating of recent months, just the odd one here and there, culminating in my date with C3 and the few weeks of that. So I've been feeling a bit rusty of late and so, last night, decided it was time to get back into it. And did I get back into it...with a vengeance!

There's been quite a few guys that I've been chatting to for a while off and on. And so when I jumped online last night, my internet connection nearly melted down (well, y'know, relatively speaking) - started getting messages left right and centre! Had a couple of guys on Gaydar and a couple on MSN Messenger, all going at once! I tell you, it was challenging but very mentally stimulating! Fortunately, I had only consumed a small glass of wine with dinner and so was mentally alert otherwise it could've got messy! I was going for a couple of hours - it was quite intense but lots of fun. The outcome...I've got myself a date for every day this week through to (and including) Sunday! All newbies! So much for Monty's New Dating Paradigm - the NDP is sooooo last season! Monty's back into the fray...and loving it! It's not quite my all time record of 9 dates in a week, but I've gotta be happy with 5 for the week - hey, I'm just getting back into the swing of things. Give me a week or two and I'll see if I can't beat my record! he he he!

Monday Bloody Monday...

The weekend has come and gone and I'm sitting wondering what happened! Why is it that the week drags ever so slooooooowly and then the weekend flies by in a wink!


Anyway, here in Sydney last week, we enjoyed somewhat of an Indian summer, with temperatures hitting 25 degrees Celcius over the weekend! And buckets of sunshine! Perfect weather, but highly unusual for the middle of winter! Today, it seems like the weather remembered it was winter for the chills hit big time!!!

Anyway, the weekend was a bit up and down for me...some really good bits, and some just average bits. The weather, as I mentioned, was awesome! Early Saturday arvo, I met up with one of my readers, one of my adoring public! ha ha ha! It was great to meet him, exchange some stories, clarify a few details and to put a face to his otherwise quite elusive identity. Then had a date with a guy that I had been chatting to on Gaydar - was OK...nothing to write home about (or even blog about) - nice guy but no sparks.

I was in a strange mood late Saturday arvo...really felt like some serious beer drinking, so purchased myself some beer, got home and received a text. It was my mate Muzbot and an invitation to the Commodore for...yes, you guessed it...a beer (or two). Perfect. Another excellent night spent with a good mate, drinking beer and chatting! Sensational!

Sunday was interesting. Once I dragged myself out of bed, I received a text from the guy that I previously met a few weeks ago at the Stonewall. He suggested a coffee in the arvo which worked well for me, needed coffee after the amount of alcohol consumed the previous night! Unfortunately (well, actually, rather fortunately) we never got to the cafe! tee hee hee Afterwards, raced home, had a quick shower and then met up with the smiling Evan and his ever so sober boyfriend McDreamy at the Commodore for a late arvo drink...beer for me, LLB for the boys! Sat outside on the terrace and progressively got colder as the sun sank beneath the horizon until I could stand it no more. But it was great to catch up with them; as always, an interesting and informative chat and a highly enjoyable time!

So a bit of a mixed bag for a weekend, but still, I can't complain. What's the point, no one will listen anyway! Hope everyone has a great week!

Single...and Shaved...

Not that either being single or shaved have anything to do with each other, I just liked the visual alliteration of the title!


Well, as many of you are aware, C3 and I have parted ways. Hopefully, in a few weeks when he's OK again, we'll be able to resume our relationship on a friendship basis. I think he's a great guy, just not the right guy for me. So, Monty's single yet again.


And, as the title suggests, I've shaved off the beard/stubble. Did that on Saturday arvo...and I must admit, I looked in the mirror as I was doing so (always a good thing to do) and it was like the real me was back again! I had fun with the beard, but I don't think it's ever going to be a permanent addition to my face...even if I re-grow at some future time.


Speaking of faces, I've been receiving a few invitations over the past couple of weeks to join Facebook as a friend of the invitee. Well, finally, last night I signed up and in the process, I think I may have inadvertently sent out email invitations to pretty much all of my address book! Not what I really wanted to do, but I'm such a techno-klutz that I think I have! The main problem is that it's gone out to guys that I'm only chatting to on Gaydar as I have their MSN (and consequently their email address) details! Scary! Well, it's my fault...shouldn't have joined up when I was tired and needing to go to bed!


I can't believe that it's Thursday already, and you know what that means...Pink Shirt Thursday (which of course, I am wearing). I had a haircut last night before I went over the C3's place and so I'm now looking clean shaven and styled! Ready to attack the masses of boys with my newly single status! lol


It's been a busy week and thankfully, the weekend is drawing ever so close which is excellent...need a relaxing and chilled out one!

The Case of the Disappearing Post...

Some of you may have noticed that a certain post I made on Monday has now disappeared. Yes, that's right, I have taken it down. Thank you to those who made some very meaningful and well thought out comments - I very much appreciated your responses and have taken them into consideration. I found the act of writing the post was very good for me; it help clarify a few things in my mind and helped me come to a decision. But I did think it was best that I removed it for the time being due to its very personal nature.

Monty! xxx

The things you do for love...

I'm deeply impressed with myself...I was up at 6am this morning! Yes, that's right, you've read it correctly 6am! What, you may ask yourself, would prompt Monty of all people to get up out of bed that early??? Well, as I mentioned previously, it was C3's birthday on Thursday and it was a lovely night. BUT, the CD I was wanting to buy him (the Philippe Jaroussky one) was only going to be available on Friday and so I knew I wasn't going to have a present for him on Thursday itself.

So I decided that, in addition to the CD, I'd give him some flowers. And so, this morning, I dragged my sorry arse out of my lovely, warm bed, threw some clothes on (as it was FREEZING), and drove out to the Flemington Markets here in Sydney. I purchased way too many flowers but now I'm kinda glad. I got home and did up the arrangement for C3 and there were still flowers left over for me to do an arrangement for myself. So, here they are...

This is C3's arrangement......and this is mine.

The High Moral Ground...

My great friend, Englishman in Budapest, and I generally chat every Sunday night for at least an hour or two. (we haven't for the past few weeks as he's been on holidays in the UK) We've done so pretty much since I returned from overseas in November last year. And in these conversations, I tend to download to him my weekly happenings...and over the past 10 months or so, there's been plenty happening in my life - if you've been reading my blog for a while, you'll know what I mean.

Anyway, EIB has been a good friend, confidant and source of advice. But he's always had the high moral ground, not being the sort that just picks up guys in bars, via Gaydar etc for casual sex. In fact, it's been some time since he's, ahem, been with a guy. Now, if you saw his blog a couple of months ago when he posted a PST pic, you'll see that he's a good looking guy! And, from personal experience, I can say that he's one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet! He's intelligent, witty, a good conversationalist and a good cook; he's got himself a house in the UK, stable employment, travels often. So he's a bit of a catch! When I first met him, I confess to having a seriously huge crush on him...that has since developed into a very good friendship which I am eternally greatful for. Anyway, the point I was trying to make is that having been celibate for a while, he could look down from his pedastal at Monty and his slutty summer of fun and tut tut (in the kindest, most non-judgemental way) at the stuff ups, foolish moves and unfortunate encounters that I made and I had NOTHING on him! He had angelic purity and was unreproachable which was frustrating for me!

Well, I was chatting to him the other night and he mentioned that he was meeting with this 23 yr old guy the following day. (EIB is 39 btw) I said words to the effect of, 'isn't he a bit young for you?' and his response was 'Get your mind out of the gutter, I'm just going to be a shoulder to cry on, he's just broken up with his B/F'. I said 'look, I know how guys operate, he wants more of Mr EIB than just a shoulder, you're a rebound shag', his response 'no he doesn't, he just needs some advice and a hug'...I said 'you've been warned'. Now, knowing EIB as I do, I have seen his willingness to help others, particularly his students, past and present, but also guys like myself who need a bit of advice and a bit of a shoulder to cry/lean on. So, it wasn't a surprising thing to me that he was meeting up with this guy with completely altruistic intentions.

Imagine my surprise on Tuesday night, when I was out at dinner with Evan and McDreamy, to get the following text messages:

EIB Drought over, hurrah!
M Congratulations! Who with???
EIB 23 yr old. You were right by the way! Am wrecked but still at gym. Home for a snooze tho. Round 2 this evening.

Now I was very excited to hear that he'd finally decided to get himself a shag! Very excited indeed...I almost jumped up and did a little victory jig, but thankfully, restrained myself! But then the realisation hit me...he'd come down off his pedestal and shagged a guy 16 yrs his junior! A guy who may have been just a little bit vulnerable, after his break up. A guy who was in the UK on holidays! This was not someone who had the potential to be a long termer, this was a short term encounter! And then the good stuff started to flow in me, the fact that FINALLY, after 10 months being on the receiving end, I was going to be able to stand on the high moral ground and give it to him! (in the kindest, most non-judgemental way) I was almost salivating at the thought, particularly in light of my previous warning!

Got home around 10pm that night and rang him straight away! I have to tell you, it was the best feeling. I enjoyed every moment of it...and EIB knew it. I couldn't stop laughing all through our conversation, I was chuffed as chips! I love him dearly as a friend and there was nothing malicious about it, just a nice little bit of revenge for Monty!

I've just read his blog - he's posted about 6 articles about this young twink he picked up (tee hee, sorry EIB, I just couldn't resist one last jibe) and it does sound like it's been a great breakthrough for him, which I am really happy about! I'm delighted that he now feels ready to love and be loved again, after having built up an almost impenetrable barrier (to guys wanting a relationship) over the past few years. I doubt this is going to change him materially as far as his attitude toward the casual encounter type of thing - he's just not that kind of guy - but I'm glad that he feels open and ready for the possibility of a relationship now!

So, my dear friend EIB, congratulations! I'm thoroughly chuffed for you! Look forward to hearing how things go for you!

30 Questions Meme...

Got this off McDreamy and thought it was worth a go. I've also got nothing else to do as our systems are still down at work...

1. Were you named after anyone? No. My parents just liked the name.
2. When did you last cry? Last Wednesday night. I went out for a couple of drinks with my friend Jacquie and we got talking about my parents and the fact that they haven't spoken to me since I told them I was gay. Not a good look when you're a 36 yr old man, bursting into tears in the middle of Bar 333 on George St.
3. Do you like your handwriting? Yes, I do quite like it.
4.What is your favorite lunchmeat? Roast Lamb...particularly when purchased from David Jones' Foodhall
5. If you were another person would you be friends with you? Yeah, I'm a pretty friendly person in general and like hearing other people's stories.
6. Do you still have your tonsils? Yes
7. Would you bungee jump? Hmmmm, not sure.
8. What is your favorite cereal? Kellogs Cornflakes - always loved 'em, always will.
9. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? Absolutely! Wrecks your shoes otherwise...
10. Do you think you are strong? Physically - no. Emotionally, I have become more vulnerable in the past year, however I've also found hitherto unknown strength.
11. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Coconut gelato
12. Shoe size? 7
13. Red or pink?Red... unless it's Thursday.
14. Who do you miss the most? Mum and Dad
15. What color pants, shirt and shoes are you wearing? Dark Grey suit, pink shirt (well, of course), black Florsheim shoes
16. Last thing you ate? 3 meat Canelloni
17. What are you listening to right now? My colleagues on the phone with clients
18. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Purple.
19. Favorite smell? Freshly cut grass after rain
20. The first thing you notice about people you are attracted to? Their ability to hold a conversation
21. Favorite drink? A Barossa Shiraz
22. Favorite food? Beer up the bum chicken! When I make it, it's sensational! (ask Evan and McDreamy)
23. Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings
24. Summer or winter? Winter - I come from Nth Queensland where it's hot all year round...I moved to Sydney to experience winter!
25. Favorite dessert? Icecream.
26. What's on your mouse pad? I don't have a mouse pad - my mouse doesn't need one
27. What did you watch last night on TV? Nothing. I went to the movies with Tom and saw The Simpsons Movie!
28. Favorite sounds? The distant boom of the surf
29. The furthest you've been from home? Scotland
30. Where were you born? Townsville General Hospital

Pics...

Pictures are going up on blogs left right and centre at the moment...check out McDreamy's blog and Pedestrian Fair's blog - both have posted recent and 80's pics! I'm a HUGE fan of this.

I must say, now that I've posted a couple of face pics, I'm a lot less nervous about posting more. And seeing as how I've met quite a few bloggers in person now, there seems less reason to hide my face! So, be prepared readers, for more of Monty!

Anyhoo (picked that expression up from Muzbot), met up with fellow blogger Tom last night and we watched The Simpson's Movie - me for the first time, and Tom for the second time. Sensational! I love the Simpsons and this was just 90 minutes of pure Simpsons WITHOUT ads! How good does it get!!! Sensational! And it was great to catch up with Tom as well, as always.

Tonight is C3's birthday dinner. We're going up to The Summit Bar on top of Australia Square for drinks (and I'm meeting 4 of his friends which is kinda scary) and then having dinner in the restaurant there as well. I've not been to the top of Australia Square since 1980 when we came to Sydney on a family holiday. At the time, it was the highest building in Sydney. Not anymore, but I'm still looking forward to going back up! And to the dinner. I'm a bit nervous about meeting his friends. Hope they like me! Hope I like them!