Yesterday it was a perfect rainy Sunday afternoon.

So I took Parry the Parasol for a stroll around the orchard (see him pictured right)

Why Yes, I do apply my makeup while sitting on clouds!

I purchased Parry while living in New York, I went to the Mary Poppins Broadway show and nearly died when I saw they had Mary’s actual parasol for sale, I carried that sucker home for 45 blocks, and flew it from NY to NZ – it was worth every penny/strange look on the plane!

So Parry and I were having a nice stroll, he was happy to be out and about, admiring the pretty Autumn colours on the Orchard. And then it happened – I had a moment of complete and utter calm. You know those moments where it’s just….calm, and you actually didn’t realise how wound up you were. So I smiled and jumped in a puddle, I had the time of my life.

So, be calm my darlings, it’s so nice xx

P.S – Am paranoid this post is going to seem like the time that Carrie Bradshaw wrote about socks because she had no man stories to write about, but let me tell you, I have man stories, I’m just waiting for the right words to come to me, all is fun and happy in the land of Argentina.


Oh, Home On The Range

February 1, 2010

Sorry for my lack of blog action last few weeks, my life has changed quite drastically and I have only just now been able to sit down and gather my thoughts properly!

About 5 days ago I moved home, Yes, that’s right folks, I’ve come back to the nest, and let me tell you, my darling Mother is THRILLED (watch this space for some epic battles though, she is a gorgeous woman, but you know how it goes with Mother’s and Daughters). 

It was time for me to come home and get my life back to basics, regroup, pause, and look skyward.

As scared as I was to leave my wonderful and amazing friends in Wellington (as well as great food and coffee and shops being open on a Sunday) I have just realised that I am actually OK about my decision to move back here. I struggled with this decision for a long time – leaving my job in PR, leaving friends, leaving the place I called home for 8 years – it was all just too much, my entire life has changed in the past 4 months, but thank God it has because I needed a shake up – I was fast asleep at the wheel and heading towards a very boring place! Yikes, how scary is that?!!

So now I’m home, and catching up with friends, hanging out in the sun, spending time with my family, debating politics with my Dad and drinking far too much red wine, its blissful and idyllic. Sure, its early days yet and I might crave the bright lights, but I can always go back.

Because apparently, you can always go home, wherever the Hell that may be.