What a night!

I had the most incredible night last night!

The Broadbeach Jazz Festival was on, and I told DH in no uncertain terms that I was going. Even though T had her birthday party sleepover last night. Nothing stands between me and my music- nothing, I tell ya!

Katie Noonan was headlining and although I'd never even heard her, I was looking forward to it as I've heard she is incredible. I watched some snippets of her on Youtube in the afternoon and thought she had a very sweet voice but that it wasn't really my style. I usually like female singers with big, powerful voices. I also thought that, being an outdoor gig, she wouldn't sound as good live, especially with the fierce wind we had last night.

I picked up my friends from the 1980s themed birthday party they were at and we headed in to town. We were about 10 minutes late as I didn't have any coins for the parking fee and had to go get some. As we walked toward the stage, an incredible sound floated on the night air. It sounded as if an angel was singing. I thought it must have been a recording, and when we saw her on stage singing, I literally stopped and stared in amazement. Tam screamed at me to go closer and grabbed my arm and before I knew it, we were in the middle of the crowd. I just stood there with tears in my eyes, not believing what I was hearing. No performer has ever touched me in such a way. I couldn't stop my body from swaying, nor keep the grin from my face. After a few minutes Tam pushed her way through the crowd again, and we were RIGHT on front of the stage. It felt so intimate and special.

I didn't want it to end, but it did. I've never enjoyed a musical performance so much.

My friends had to head back to their friend's party, and I went with them. The hosts welcomed me with open arms, even though I'd never met them. There was awesome 1980s music playing and we had an absolute ball until I left at about 12:45. I love my friends so much.

Raddest weekend for a while...

Our weekends have been depressingly boring of late, so it was nice to have a good one.

It started with a girls' night in on Friday with my three closest friends. We ate vegetarian laksa, drank wine, chatted and laughed our heads off. Unfortunately I had to leave at midnight so couldn't join in the slumber party :(, but it was fantastic to spend 5 hours with my favourite people.

On Saturday I taught my two flute students, then we rushed off to the carpet place before it closed at 11:30 to choose the carpet for our insurance claim. I actually ended up liking the one DH liked, which I originally said I hated. Then because it was such a nice day we decided to go down to the SPit and get some fish and chips from the famous fish-and-chippery down there. Unfortunately the queue was out the door, and the kitchen hadn't even opened yet, so we wondered over to Marina Mirage (a very posh shopping centre frequented by rich 'boaties') and looked for another F&C shop (which we didn't find). Then we went onto the marina and showed the kids all the boats. Some of them were ridiculously large and I had fun checking out all the rich, stilletto-wearing 'boat people' tottering over to their million-dollar yachts.

After that we went back to the F&C shop which by now had started serving and cooking, but the queue was still a Far Queue (geddit?). So we jumped in the car and drove along the esplanade towards Surfers looking for another one. We saw a billion Chinese, Indian and pizza takeaway places, but not one seafood! So DH suggested we just go to our favourite on in Miami and eat it at the park on the beach. So we did. It was awesome.

On the way home we looked at a prize home and bought a couple of tickets, then I made chicken and sweetcorn soup for the first time. It was super yummy and the kids loved it.

This morning we dropped the kids off at their grandparents' place and went to see Harry Potter. It was super! Afterwards we grabbed some sushi then went back to get the kids. When we got home I did some work on a big sewing order then just played with the kids all afternoon.

DH made rissoles, chips and salad for dinner, which was a big hit. Afterwards, Jimmy did a really stinky fart and told me it was because he'd eaten bumholes for dinner. Hahaha!!!

I've just done 15 minutes on the exercise bike and some abdominal and arm exercises, and now I'm off to do some more sewing. Goodnight!

P.S. After reading through this entry, our weekend wasn't exciting at all....but it was a happy one, and that's all I can ask for!

Feeling better

It's amazing how the mind can grab hold of a single thought, and just go over and over that thought until the thought is all you see...all you hear...all you think.

It's incredible how quickly I forgot (or decided to ignore) all the coping strategies that my psychologist taught me in the 12 sessions I had with her.

I have no idea how I went from a perfectly happy wife to researching rental prices and single parenting payments in one day.

Anyway, things are much better now. DH convinced me not to leave him. I'm back to my regular happy self.

So to the two dear friends who read my last post and contacted me because they were worried...thankyou, from the bottom of my heart.

I must admit that it is a very desolate feeling to see the blog visit counter go up, but no further messages or comments....

I started this blog as a way to get rid of all the words swimming around in my head, but I don't think I will write about bad stuff any more. This is the second big bad post and the second time only 1 or 2 people have checked in with me. Maybe I'm being overly sensitive, and maybe only those 2 people read the posts...hence the lack of responses from others.