Morocco

A place where one could sit and write postcards, sit and drink copious amounts of peppermint tea, sit and read books, sit and chat, sit and think, sit and laugh, sit and enjoy the sun, or just sit for sittings sakes. A place where we walked so slow we literally dragged our feet. Early to bed and late to rise (except when we had those early buses/boats/trains). Time not just to tell stories but time to share stories, most important of all, time to listen. Pulpy orange juice, dates, almonds, tagines, camels, (how many camels?), markets, mountains, rugs, scarves, deserts, sea, sand. A place bustling with colour and texture, tiles, sunsets, colour, colour, so much colour. A place which exuded serenity and a great sense of calm, in amongst the haggling, the busy roads, and the hoards of people fighting their way on to public transport.

Here is Morocco. In pictures.

I love this girl

We first met in Dunedin at Teachers College.

She thought I was a bit of a hippy as she used to see me being doubled on the front of a friends bicycle past her flat window.

I thought she was super dooper cool and we soon realised we were on the same page when we one day on a whim decided to try our luck hitch hiking to Cromwell and back. We succeeded and I think our friendship was set in stone after that.

Since then I've followed her up to Auckland. Shes followed me to Korea. And we have both made our way to London.

Now I am flying home to be her bridesmaid and I absolutely can not wait. Its been about three years in the making and needless to say we have thoroughly discussed the ins and outs and I cant wait to see it all pull together and play a special part in her big day.

I love you my chocolate twin xxx

fear of fish

I opened my mail today and out slipped two tickets to this event...


No attached notes, no indication of who they are from, nothing.


Ummm is this some kind of sick joke?!

I do fear this, and nothing Rick Stein says or does will change this.

big red ticks

I just looked back on my list of 'things to do' and am immensely happy to be able to tick a few off.

Number 7 : Finish my Postgraduate Diploma of Education - Done

Number 17 : Make a Pavlova - Done

Number 20 : Learn how to crochet/knit my own hats is not yet done, but am well on the way. Have nearrrrrrly finished my scarf. Its as tall as I and growing! Hat has been started but will be completed next.

Now to think about what else to add to my list.....

Dislike: Far away friends

Like: ReunionsTake 1

Take 2

Take 3

Still to do

I told someone today that top of my 'to do' list is to hold a monkey.

Their response:

"I can make that happen."

Why can't life always be this simple?

majors

Major events have been unfolding around me of late.

Congratulations Mr Gareth and Mrs Charlotte Davies. Oooooh it feels so odd to call my wee sister a Mrs! Beautiful wedding and amazing scenary for the photos. Charlotte looked like a mermaid except much much more glamerous. It was a spectacular day.

I am becoming aunty again...twice over! Georgie is due on Feb 4 (I am crossing all fingers and toes that I get to meet the wee one before I fly out of NZ on Feb 7!). Charlotte is due April. Big year for the Weavers!

Congratulations Mr and Mrs Greig! And welcome to the world wee Ryder Patrick. I can't wait to meet you in Feb!

My bestie Bee & Shaun are due for their 2nd wee one in Jan. Fingers are crossed again that I will be there to meet this little one and also give Claudia a massive squeeze as she is the most scrumptious little girl ever.

Its 103 sleeps till I am reunited with my bestie Becs. I am excited beyond imagination.
Its 105 sleeps till she will become Mrs Gulliver. I will be so proud to be by her side.

Charles rang me on Thursday because 'he had something really exciting that he just had to share with someone' so naturally the thoughts of marriage and babies went through my mind. Congratulations Charles on your new Iphone 4. I hope it brings you great happiness.

Me. I have 30 new year 4 students. Hard work, I repeat myself like a parrot all day and have to put up with comments such as, 'Miss Weaver, your hair looks messy today' but still I would not trade in my job for the world. I love it.
Plus I have finished my Postgraduate Diploma in Teaching after 3 years of cramming study into my life around work and travel. So so pleased to have done it but so so pleased that its all done.
I am still crocheting. My scarf is nearly complete and as I get nearer and nearer to the end I am finding it more and more difficult to put down my crochet hook.

Life is good. Let us celebrate the majors and the minors.