urban legend, and perhaps science, has it that change is the only constant. but i have news for you. there is a second constant. and that is oprah winfrey. because she is a CONSTANT inspiration.

like how today she is inspiring this post. i'm writing a gratitude journal before i go to bed.

1. i am grateful for sight. i nearly blinded myself taking this photo which was both too close up and too flashy. the flashiness seems to have worn off though and i've almost regained my vision.


2. people who read blogs, especially my blog. but apparently i don't post enough for some people. so this week i am posting every day.

3. babies. babies are perfect. here is an example of a new one.

4. the internets, for helping me to find the perfect muffin recipe. i find that no matter what substitutions i make the muffins turn out.

5. this song. which i have listened to on repeat for the past five or six days. i don't know anything about modest mouse. except how their name is an oxymoron. in my experience mice aren't modest. they take liberties and try and live in my house and then try and eat me. mice are something i am not grateful for.

6. flirting. i watched some classic flirting about twenty minutes ago on courtenay place. from my prime location at kenny's cafe.

7. kenny's cafe. sometimes you just need hot chips before heading home.

8. always having my camera. if i didn't i would have missed this terrible sight in newtown earlier today. boo cancer society. i mean i still hate cancer more to the power of infinity. but the cancer society had a car wash where twelve year olds dressed in bikinis holding up signs. and they were getting heaps of toots from gross old men in trucks. ps they may not have been twelve but they certainly weren't eighteen.




9. atomic. and especially men who whisper song lyrics in your ear. when you don't know them. girls on film. girls on film. about an hour after that he nearly vomited on the dance floor. crisis averted though when someone handed him another beer. sadly he didn't repeat his smooth whispering in my ear move again.

10. sleep. i am very very tired. so sleep, when it comes, will be the most awesome thing of all time, ever.

sometimes i say "i had an awesome day" or whatever but i don't think i know what i'm talking about. often all it takes for me to declare a day awesome is some barman giving me a free drink. but yesterday was awesome because my sister gave me a new nephew. needless to say i'm thinking of expanding my vocabulary.

anyway, my new nephew (te koha) is just as you'd expect.... wonderful. he looks like a gnome right now, but ryles - my first nephew - looked like a robot because of wires and whatnot coming out of him. so everyone is well pleased with our little gnome.

the only disappointment is that my brother is a terrible photographer. he took this photo and i wish he'd told me to take my sunnies off. but whatever.

also i'm pretty in to how te koha arrived at a time that was convenient for everyone. he obviously knows he's got a lot of ground to make up in the favourite stakes... (ryles has had two and a bit years of adoration and my brother has had like twenty five years, it is stiff competition).

this morning, even though i was EXHAUSTED from going to atomic and dancing til (almost) dawn i hauled myself out of bed and went over to visit my sister. i tried to convince ryles that having a nap together would be more fun than the wiggles. he wasn't convinced. and i spent at least an hour just holding te koha and marvelling. and even the midwife who was visiting (who incidentally delivered me, incidentally at strongerlight's current apartment) was afraid to take him off me. in the end exhaustion got the better of me, i handed over the baby and went back home for a power nap before playing (and losing) a boardgame marathon.

anyway, i wanted to talk about atomic today too because hello it was excellent. i must have been looking even more h.o.t than at 24 hour party people when i nearly passed out and i got hit on twice in quick succession. i mean, if someone tries to dance with you then whisper the words to take on me in your ear they can only be hot for you. anyway, i didn't take him on. also guess what? shout to the top was played. and even though i was expecting it, i got overexcited and forgot my literal dance moves. i made up for it with a few ad-lib spins though. i am sure noone noticed anything but some awesome dancing. it took me the next few songs to recover from the song and the daydreams i was having about finding a time machine, going back in time and hooking in to paul weller c. early 80s. sigh. also i tried to get the photog to take more photos of me but i think he thought i was joking. we did take a cab home together though where i clarified that i was certainly not joking and that i love digital cameras with all my might. anyway hrc assumed sharing a cab meant sharing a pash and was super jeal but hello i'm a lady of class, not a lady of the evening. but i did get a dancefloor kiss from someone else. well really a dancefloor peck on the cheek. and i have to say i'm not surprised. i bet more people wanted to do it. plus i got to meet a blog reader of mine! excitement plus. but of course i'm much more dull in real life. still i hope it was at least half as good for her as it was for me.

now... list time....

last week i delivered on nothing except the whole becoming an aunt again thing and i think we can agree that was entirely out of my control either way. so like a 2/10 week (i did try to clean my room and attempt finding out about taking wine to the USA so that stops it being a one out of ten week).

this week i have two action points:

• check my passport every day to make sure i know where it is
• fly to hawaii on wednesday.
  

the rest will take care of itself....