Monday, January 18, 2010

What did we do this weekend?

Tom has been moving in to his new office. I wasn't clear why he wanted the old, abandoned receptionist's area, but now I can see how much light and open space he'll have.

How office with guest chairs in it? We're trying to picture who is going to stop by and lounge in them.

Tom even bought some decorative office foliage this weekend. Here that is called a "pot plant". That sounds funny to me, so I keep trying to correct him, "Potted plant". But no, it's one of those armageddon-proof 'pathos' varieties, and they do call them "pot plants" here. Giving up our plants in America was tough. It's good to see him letting himself love again.

More going to the moonlight cinema and pretending lollies are our teeth. We never seem to get tired of this. Here we are with friends Mel and her boyfriend, Mark, seeing a movie that made us want to take up roller skating. Last week they climbed they Sydney bridge for Mel's birthday, how fun is that!

Though she moved here from New Zealand with the requisite two suitcases a year ago, Mel was wise enough to get renter's insurance (or as they call it here, "contents" insurance). Apparently I loaned her a book or two (I don't remember them). The flat over hers flooded so, after the claim was processed, she insisted on reimbursing me for them. Books are CRAZY expensive here due to some kind of publishing protectionism thing. I'm in two book clubs, "Women's" and "Classics", and I order everything from Better World Books. Thanks to the Bank Of Melissa, a huge portion of this year's reading list is now financed! This includes:

The Tree of Man
Swann's Way
The Picture of Dorian Gray
The Trial
The Sun Also Rises
My Father's Moon
Carpentaria: A Novel
Barchester Towers
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
Jane Eyre
The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman
Tale of Two Cities
The Woman in White
Sarah's Key
Breath: A Novel
Wild Swans: Three Daughters of China
The Handmaid's Tale
One Hundred Years of Solitude

This weeks dance lesson was funk. It was my favorite so far, despite the sprinkles of rain. You know when you aren't sure of the right dance moves so you just kind of jiggle around? Those are the actual right dance moves in funk. Here we are with our friends who let us house sit when we were homeless last year (after first arriving), Andrew, Dave and Beth, our Bollywood dance buddy Diane, and her husband Michael.

We had some great meals out with a few other friends....we eat out a couple times a week, but nowhere ever makes me so happy at Movida, which is downtown, only two train stops away. I'm addicted to their: Cigarillo, a baby leek wrapped in brik pastry, served with a chicken liver parfait and the Cecina, which is air cured wagyu beef, thinly sliced with a truffle foam and poached egg.

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