Sometimes my husband says things like, "Honey we're so lucky we're in Australia during this financial crisis." And in my mind I respond by thinking, what constitutes the price of leaving a life you were actually enjoying? So when I'm mad, or a bit hormonal, I'll reference the whole, I-left-my-life-that-I-rather-liked-thing, to move to Australia, where-I-have-nothing-thing.
But I have to admit, that sentiment has recently become an obsolete cop out.
I have a life here, with friends, and plans, and parties, and coffee dates, and dinner parties, and stuff to do and people to see.
And there's days like yesterday...
I began the day eating something awesome, Date and Walnut Essene Sprouted Bread. I think this loaf of bread is literally ALIVE, whatever. The bread wasn't actually what made my day so awesome, but it was worth mentioning due to it rating so extremely high on the delicious scale.
Anyway, after the kids were dropped at school, I headed to Bondi Beach with my new friend Gus. Gus and his partner Ian recently moved to Sydney from the UK, and we actually met through my blog.
There's a sidewalk atop a cliff which hugs the coast from Bondi Beach to Coogee. Each year Sculpture by the Sea, an incredible exhibit of sculptures, is displayed upon this path with the ocean and cliffs as their backdrop. It was the most gorgeous winter day that felt like a summer day with a crisp breeze. All that salty air, good conversation, and exercise made me realize that I have new couples crush on Ian and Gus, ugh I hope they're not creeped out by that. And I hope My Favorite Australian couple doesn't get jealous; we're going away with them next weekend so I don't want to upset them, but if loving Ian and Gus is wrong, I don't wanna be right.
A sampling of the hot surfers found amongst the beaches.
The famous Icebergs pool off Bondi Beach.
My Aussie life is fer real, it's full and fun and happening. I'm done (for now) with homesick and culture shock.
I am here.
In other news:
Sometimes I find myself actually thinking in an Australian accent, it's bizarre. Incredibly enough, my four year old has virtually no Aussie accent, which seems unbelievable to me after living here for two years. But this week he said, in reference to his Star Wars legos, he wanted to play with General Skywah-kah. His first Aussie words, I'm so proud.
And last but surely not least, I want to say a huge thank you to Mindy, a.k.a. SuperMindy who is responsible for my new header. She worked so hard to make it just right for me, and I can be pretty high maintenance at times-- no comment necessary from the peanut gallery of peeps who actually know me, thank you. So Mindy, thank you so much for making that gorgeous header, it's awesome, I love it.
ps- and just as I was about to publish this post I get an email from My Favorite Australian asking, "Who is Gus???" She must have seen the photos on facebook, I knew she'd be jealous. I am totally cracking up right now.