Stuff that happened this weekend

So this week has been largely uneventful, mainly because I've had my head buried in a book called The Girl who Played with Fire, which is the follow up to The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. There are three in the series in total, and I've just started the third. The second has just as much drama and intrigue as the first, which means its impossible to put down, which means i don't do anything at night but read. Which Jo loves because it means he has full control over the Foxtel remote.




I'm gonna skip straight to weekend activities. On Friday night, mum and I had our Big Night Out. We wandered through Darling Harbour just as the sun was setting...










And on to the Lyric Theatre at the Casino to see this...






We had dinner first though, at a restaurant called XXII, which i have to rave about. I'd never heard of it before, but a friend of mine recommended we go before the show since it was so close to the theatre. Which was great cause those casino buffets really don't do it for me. Ambiance immediately got a tick - cosy sandstone rooms, low lighting. Food - the menu changes twice a week and it was delicious. We had bruschetta with roasted pumpkin, haloumi and pesto to start, which is making my mouth water just THINKING about it as i type, then i had the swordfish and mum had the waygu steak - both excellent. And dessert? Naturally we'd saved room. I had strawberry cheesecake, and mum had the homemade sticky date pudding. If i had three thumbs, I'd give it a triple thumbs up. THAT'S how yum it was. I couldn't even fault the service - our waitress was entertaining and asked me whether i was actually in the show. Doesn't surprise me of course, clearly i was made for showbiz. Thank goodness someones finally realised it.




After dinner, we had a bit of time to kill, so mum made a beeline to the 1c poker machines and proceeded to watch ten dollars disappear in ten seconds (she has a problem). Damn you poker machines, damn you and your tantalising lights.

Mum looking hopeful as she inserts ten dollars. Alas, fortune didn't find us this time.

The show itself was good. I mean it wasn't a big spectacular like Wicked, and as you probably know, there is no happy ending. But the singing and dancing were great, and the songs are familiar and catchy - I've been humming America and Tonight all weekend.

Yesterday we had some friends over for round two of the Bledisloe Cup. As it turned out, there needn't be a round three, since the All Blacks creamed us again. And that's all i have to say about that.

Kat and I. Jo's stuffing chips in his mouth in the background. Just in case you missed that.




Tony and Jo in their opposing colours.

Adrian, charming to the last, and Fe

Today we went to Maria and Peter's for lunch. Correction, we were supposed to go to Maria and Peter's for lunch, however when we got there, the house was ominously empty. A telephone call later, we discover they're at Chatswood, where time had apparently "just got away!" OK, i say, well come now, we're here. . "Well. Why don't you just come meet us here!" Bah. OK. Our promised Italian feast turned into kebabs in the food court. But Jack's excitement to see me was totally worth it. The delighted laughter said it all, and who doesn't love that warm fuzzy feeling that comes with knowing there's a pest out there that loves you.

My pest

That'll do me. Hardly my most interesting post, I'll admit, but I'm dejected about having to go back to work for another whole week, so you can hardly blame me. I'm feeling so low that I'm subjecting myself to another Kristen Stewert movie - Adventureland. Ever heard of it? Me either.