Archive for March, 2012

Movie night Monday

Mr Apple and I are proud owners of Rialto student cards, which entitles us to $10 movies all week. Awesome. I’ve been excited about ‘The Hunger Games’ release since December (when I demolished all 3 books one after the other – great Christmas present mama bear) and Mr Apple has been looking forward to it since February after he read the book, I had been telling him that I thought he would enjoy it and I think he was presently surprised. So last night being our anniversary (cute) we decided to go on a wee date to watch ‘The Hunger Games’. I was pleasantly surprised. I have learnt to go into movie adaptations with low expectations because so often I am disappointed (My Sisters Keeper?!) so it was nice to be proven wrong for one.

I truly think the movie did the book justice, and although there were some parts of the book missing, for the whole it was really good. If you haven’t read the book I strongly admit you read it. Unlike the ‘Twilight’ series you probably won’t be ashamed to say you read it (Twilight is my guilty-not so secret-pleasure) and I enjoyed it because it dealt with some pretty interesting issues. I don’t want to give away too much obviously but I am definitely a fan of Ms Suzanne Collins (though she’s no J.K.Rowling)


Hunger Games

via google images

On another note…

…I am totally guilty of this. Sometimes when I’m reading my Kindle I sniff it and then get sad because it doesn’t smell as nice as a book. Weird I know.




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For me this is an emotional year. I graduate in December and I’m planning my wedding which will happen in February. It has also been 15 years since I lost my Dad on Wednesday. I have now lived over half my life without him and I still miss him so much. Even though he has not been here to see me grow up I think (and hope) that I have so much of him in me, I have his eyes, his taste in music, his fierce temper and loyalty, his obsession with things being ordered. I don’t think, that for those who lose a parent, we ever truly stop grieving. Certainly there are the days that we are happy and get on with our lives, but there are the days, when life events happen that you grieve for the loss, you simply just miss them. I think as humans we can not fully come to grips with the permanence of death, we can’t fully wrap our heads around it. Sometimes I just want my Dad here so I can ask “What do you think”. Although I have to put a side note here and say that my Mum has done an amazing job as a single parent and I am in awe of what she has achieved, she took us out of a 3rd world country and built an incredible life for us and never complained.

On Wednesday I know I will cry. It is what makes me who I am, I will never stop missing him and I wish that I didn’t get just 10 years with him.

I am lucky though, he was a great man and still today people who were his friends, workmates and even just acquaintances will tell me that. It makes me proud and I love hearing it, it helps me feel that little bit closer to him. I love him with all my heart and I cherish the memories that we have together, like the time he wanted to make me pancakes and burnt them so much they were inedible (the man was an amazing engineer but cooking was not his forte) or the way that his Scottish accent rubbed off on me when I was 2 and when people asked me what I was I would reply “I’m a wee girrrl” in Scottish brogue.

It doesn’t matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was.
– Anne Sexton
Dad and baby me

Dad and me as a baby

Maya Angelou – When Great Trees Fall
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
gnaws on kind words
promised walks
never taken.Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.

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It’s Thursday! I’ve had a long day at the library (which to me is shocking considering I am only in my 3rd week of uni and have no assignments for another 5 weeks) and I have been saving some things to share that have made me giggle.

The truth about reading

The truth about reading

This happens to me after most of the books I read, sometimes I even find myself reading super slowly to put off finishing a book.

Yeah so do I.

And finally a very sad, sad place…

so very sad

On the plus side it’s St Paddys day this Saturday, Mr Apple is going home to Melbourne to celebrate it in style (lucky). I’m also lucky Ms Organised and I have got some pretty sweet outfits (including green tights!) and BFAHB is coming into town. It’s supposed to be 21c so fingers crossed.

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The weather, so much rain! Which meant I spent the day at the library.

The sheer amount of reading I have to do for ONE Social Work lecture.


too much reading.

Having a sinus infection and waking up all gross and blocked up.

Buttons falling off new coats. Sad panda.

The shark finning piece on 60 minutes. Come on NZ!


Nigella Lawsons Roast Chicken Pasta, which Mr Apple and I had for dinner tonight.

This and this. I love waffles sooo much when I showed Mr Apple he actually laughed out loud.

Getting Save the Date bookmarks started (I think they’ll look awesome)

Hot chocolates made for me by Ms. Organised, who also went out to brunch with me on Saturday where I had this…


Chicken and Leek pie

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A taste of South America

Honestly who knew that editing and watermarking photos could take so long?! I have chosen 8 of my favourite photos to share here and I hope you enjoy them. When I travel I try not to take too many photos because I think that means that you miss out on the experience of being where you are so this explains why I have only chosen these few photos.

Punta Arenas, Chile

I took this in the local market that occurs in the town square. I loved all the colours of the necklaces and thought it would make an interesting photo.

Glacier Alley, Beagle Channel, Chile

One of the most remote places I have ever been, each glacier is named after a country in Europe. Above is ‘Italy’. Sadly due to global warming the glacier has receded quite dramatically.

Ushuaia, Argentina

Considered the southernmost city in the world (bummer for Dunedin) and pronounced Uswaia, it is the capital of Tierra Del Fuego. The town is absolutely tiny (and has the world only Irish pub that doesn’t serve Guinness?!) so we went on a hike through one of the national parks. The broken trees in the picture are a result of a large beaver population, the sort of triangle pile to the right is actually a beaver house. Who knew there were beavers in Argentina?

Falkland Islands/Malvinas

One of the most surreal places I have ever visited. An archipelago in the South Atlantic east of South America it is extremely British which is a bit of a shock after being in a few Spanish speaking places. Prince William is there at the moment, sadly I didn’t see him (not really that sad) but I did get to see a colony of Gentoo penguins and this little guy came extremely close allowing me to take some awesome photos.

Buenos Aires, Argentina

While in Buenos Aires we were lucky enough to visit Caminito in the La Boca District. The streets are full of brightly coloured buildings and tango dancers as well as loads of musicians (the man above is playing the Bandoneon which is similar to the accoridion and apparently takes years to master.

Montevideo, Uruguay

We visited a farm in Uruguay where I fell in love with the horses. The native horse in Uruguay is the Criollo which is a descendant of the Andalusian. They are endurance horses (coming second to the Arab) and have a fantastic temperament. If I could I would have taken this chestnut home with me.

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

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KONY 2012

Africa, and the issues that surround it will always be, I think, a topic of wide debate. The Kony video has helped many people sit up and take note of the problems that the people of Africa face. However I think (and I speak as someone from Africa) too often Africa and its people are portrayed as helpless and the rest of the world tries to be a hero. While it’s not a bad thing, I also think it is important that we listen to many perspectives and especially those who are right there. I believe that this is an important point to remember when we are going to any country that is less fortunate than us in terms of political and economic status. This lady is sharing her own view of the issue and her voice should also be heard.

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Africa <3


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