it is entirely unoriginal, but i hate having a cold. for the past week i've felt constantly tired and really uninterested in anything other that the adventures of meredith grey and my duvet. and i've gone through about three boxes of tissues. my nose even looked bright red and someone pointed it out in a meeting. which was a bit shame. but hello, like i could help it.

on friday afternoon i got home from work early - about three pm - and slept until seven then watched tv for two hours which was exhausting and i had to go back to bed. and yesterday i went out for a party planning brunch (btw: my party is going to be AWESOME. you should rsvp already) and i had to sleep for two hours to recover. after which i only had the energy to make chocolate and banana muffins and watch grey's anatomy. somewhere in there i managed to get enough energy to go to hide a surprise gift for my mother at mum and dad's house. and i am possibly underestimating my level of sloth yesterday. yet i was still exhausted.

so it has been such a surpise that today i managed to do some housework and go on a fact finding mission to porirua. on my fact finding mission i also soaked in some culture at pataka where the contemporary samoan art exhibition was choice but let's face it: i spent more time in the gift shop. due to my new found energy i even managed to talk myself into buying a present for myself. a felt tiki brooch.

then i went to save mart where i also managed to convince myself that one day soon someone will invite me to an 80s party. and so i bought myself a dress that would make cyndi lauper green with envy...

it is hard to tell, but it is lace and has puff sleeves. and a bit of a ra-ra skirt. if an eighties party doesn't present itself soon i may just introduce it to my everyday wardrobe. or start a goth rollerskating dance troupe. it is a truly versatile dress.

so, anyway, now i'm home from porirua and while i could obviously go a nap i actually think i will survive without one. meaning i may well and truly be close to recovery. after a week. gosh darn, colds suck.