Place: In Bed

Poison: Nothing

Favourite Things: I’m coming home, to my own bed and milkd cafe!!

With 160something channels on Cable TV here, you’d think that I would have hundreds of programs that I am desperatly going to miss when I go back to 4 channel Australia.

But mostly I wont miss the tacky, weird tv including the random medical adverts with explicit information that I am sure minors do not need to know! (side note though, the adverts in the superbowl are amazing- check out this site: www.myspace.com/superspots The snickers one was my favourite hands down!)

No I wont miss the ‘underaged and engaged show’, ‘WWF uncut show’ or the proflific shopping channels that no matter the time of day, use way too much hairspray!

I will miss two shows that have completely captured my attention though…

1) ‘Grease- your the one that I want’ A new version of Idol, but the search is on for the newest broadway couple to star in a Musical theatre Debut of Grease, on the Broadway stage.

2) ‘Studio 60’- A show that every week follows the lives, highs, lows and craziness of a live television show. It mirrors so much of my life and it is so interesting, funny and emotive. LOVE IT! www.nbc.com

Anyways- I fly back to Australia tomorrow, and truly am hanging out to see my office, my staff and my bed!

Have loved this trip, but am now tripped out…

Goodbye, Grease- your the one that I want and Studio 60, the new friends I have made, my old friends that I have rekindled friendships with, goodbye the land of plenty and everything large.

Hello- Perth, my love, my home and my friends.

Hmmmm

A 

Place: Mark and Ali’s

Poison: Water

Favourite Things: ‘ No greater Love’ Mother Teresa book

Today is super bowl sunday and I am officially going to a super bowl party. Chilli, hotdogs, doughnut and all. Shall I barrack for the Bears or the Colts? Do I know the rules of football? NO! Do I care? NO! I am ready for the tailgate parties, I am ready to go to Terri’s house and P.A.R.T.Y!!!

Superbowl SUNDAY!

Here I come

A

Place: In Bed

Poison: Milk Duds

Favourite Things: Cable TV

We went to the movies this afternoon, ($1.50 later!!) after spending the morning sorting stuff out for work and watched a quirky movie called ‘Stranger than fiction’.It ended quite a thought provoking piece!

The movie followed a character, played by Will Farrow, who was the main protaganist in a novel being written concurrently with his life. I won’t tell you the ending but this flick had the same sort of essence as the cult movie ‘Adaptation’.

What I am thinking about, post flick, is that all of our lives have a narrator, but are we aware of it? There are many stories that have unfolded on this trip that are unbloggable, times of testing, stretching and one even includes being asked to leave a plane! Yes! I have officially been kicked off a plane.

But what has been running through my mind in these past few weeks is, what am I supposed to be learning here and how am I responding to what is being thrown at the plotline of my life?

I know I make my own decisions, but what about the things that have come my way that I absolutely have no option but to take head on and see where the plot ends afterwards. Is there a narrator to my story and how do I listen carefully to learn from the wisdom given by its perspective.

Life does have a intro, middle and end. Most have a prelude and an epilouge as well given by familial context.

I want to live my life heavenward, listening for the cheat notes and finding out the sub-plots, mini dramas and the twists and turns. I want to live my life large and leave a novel that entices the reader to want more…

Milk and cookies anyone?

Guitar fender or bland?

Baker with tattoo’s or a hat?

Space camp or tax office?

Watch the movie to understand these questions…

Perplexed?

Think so.

A

Place: in bed

Poison:twislers

Favourite Things: white linen

I am not sure I feel like I am the same person who woke up this morning. I know that is a big statement, but today I went to Disneyland for the first time and it really is a place where dreams come true. Aside from remembering footage, photo’s and presents of when my mum and dad went to disneyland when I was a little girl, I can’t say Disney was high on my priority list of places to go in the world.

But in a few hours my opinion has been so changed and I cant wait to bring my family back here and experience the Disney kind of creativity that takes you to a whole new world!

I watched the Aladdin show, which was full of so many technical feats, I screamed my head off on California Screaming. I ate a leg of turkey, popcorn flavoured jelly beans and a churro! I laughed right in the very depths of my belly at the Space Mountain ride with Chilli Peppers evading all my senses.

The inner child in me melted in the arms of Winnie the Pooh, ooohhed at the Chip n Dales, I was shot 45miles in the air on wall of terror, I skipped down the main street to ‘Its a small world after all’. I missed my tea cups as I spun around in one.

The attention to detail, Snow Whites Castle…The lights, Captain Jack Sparrow. The Indiana Jones ride was unbelievable. The Hollywood Hotel took me on a ride through the Twilight zine leaving my stomach sitting in the roof of the hotel, then thrown to the depths of the boiler room.

We roared in Tarzan’s forrest and ate fresh pinapple icecream as we walked past the Missisippi River full of Jazz laced boats.

The stars, the characters, the fairy floss, the haunted house of horror!

This is event management, creativity and production at its finest, and to think I thought it was all a buit over the top and corny!

I’m converted!

Who wants to come again with me sometime soon

Disneyified!

A

Place: Mark and Ali’s beautiful house

Poison: Lindt Chocolate

Favourite things: Vanilla Candles from Walmart

The chocolate and candy in America is sooooooooooooooo FULL ON! The chocolate, the take out, the marketing, the vibe. Everything is over the top, intensely vibe-full and so yummy.

I have found ‘milk duds’ and I think I will never be the same again. I have got my clothes back from a laundry called fluff and fold and the smell of my pjs of linen smell is overwhelming. But milk duds, are the newest and greatest sensation on my small list of things sweet that I love.

After a cinnamon scroll from IKEA, yes I was working at IKEA today, to my cherry pie for dinner and the overwhelming call of Milk duds. Thank goodness I am not here to stay as my weight would be severly impacted by the call of Milk duds. I am in sugar overload and not sure how long my ADHD personality can cope.

No the coffee here may be starbuckafied and there is no ‘MILKD’ here, but there is MILK DUDS.

I am changed forever

DUD!

A

ps- I am going to disneyland tomorrow (God help Disney!)