Strange things happen when you're going 'round the twist
Queensland was fun. I think that is the first time I have ever used the words "Queensland" and "fun" in the same sentence. I know to practically all non-Queenslanders in the world, the state is a tropical paradise, but I just don't see the place the same way. I guess being born and raised there (not to mention being Maroon to the bone - Go Cane Toads!) just makes you see the place differently.
I guess it is the same way for those people that grew up/live in Florida or SoCal.
I was definately my username for the entire week. Saint!Robert was alive and kicking. And I hated it. I much prefer being Evil!Robert. Gah. Thank Jeebus for that. I'd go insane if I had to do that act for more then short periods of times.
While I did enjoy my stay (seriously) I did get bored. Everybody else except for me seem to have something to do to occupy themselves in setting up the engagement party. I for the most part slacked at my brothers house for those few days. I asked to do stuff, I hate just sitting around but there was I was offered nothing (I seriously think some people still consider all this party organisation to be 'women's work' and thus no place for the burly men who just drink beer and talk about Rugby League).
This is how bored I got. My brother isn't June Cleever and since getting pregnant, his fiancee hasn't felt like doing much housework (I do feel bad for her, she definately got the shot end of the morning sickness stick... or morning, afternoon and evening sickness in reality).
So I, even without them asking, did there dishes, did their laundry, hung the washing out on the line (and there was several loads) swepted the floors, vacuumed the carpets. Heck I would've mowed the lawn and painted the walls if need - but thankfully my Bree Van Der Kamp mood didn't need to extend that for - the grass and the walls were pretty AOK.
Got back yesterday which was a little funny, since the plane got in at 8.35am. Hard to think I was alseep two states away only a few hours previously.
I guess it is the same way for those people that grew up/live in Florida or SoCal.
I was definately my username for the entire week. Saint!Robert was alive and kicking. And I hated it. I much prefer being Evil!Robert. Gah. Thank Jeebus for that. I'd go insane if I had to do that act for more then short periods of times.
While I did enjoy my stay (seriously) I did get bored. Everybody else except for me seem to have something to do to occupy themselves in setting up the engagement party. I for the most part slacked at my brothers house for those few days. I asked to do stuff, I hate just sitting around but there was I was offered nothing (I seriously think some people still consider all this party organisation to be 'women's work' and thus no place for the burly men who just drink beer and talk about Rugby League).
This is how bored I got. My brother isn't June Cleever and since getting pregnant, his fiancee hasn't felt like doing much housework (I do feel bad for her, she definately got the shot end of the morning sickness stick... or morning, afternoon and evening sickness in reality).
So I, even without them asking, did there dishes, did their laundry, hung the washing out on the line (and there was several loads) swepted the floors, vacuumed the carpets. Heck I would've mowed the lawn and painted the walls if need - but thankfully my Bree Van Der Kamp mood didn't need to extend that for - the grass and the walls were pretty AOK.
Got back yesterday which was a little funny, since the plane got in at 8.35am. Hard to think I was alseep two states away only a few hours previously.
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