Emma

This is Emma, I met her at a cafe where she was cradled in her Dad's arms willingly accepting all the pats she could get. And there were many.

Most people who know me know that I am a pretty crazy dogless dog lady. At one point today I literally ran outside so I could pat a pair of sausage dogs. I have a problem.

Ahem. Moving on... 

Almost.

Nigella

Turns out my housemate pervy Nigel is actually a lady possum, with a cute clingy baby to boot. Still doesn't make eating my spent flowers okay, Nigella... 

(Note the two sets of laser beams locked on to the camera).

Procrastigardening

Procrastigardening (verb); A form of procrastination less fattening than procrastibaking, and a common distraction from less fun tasks needing to be undertaken in the Treehouse.

Foster Puppy Mission: Sydney

This little lady is Clover and she does not yet have her own people, but she soon will. So for now, KD and I were her temporary humans and transported her up to Sydney for an eye operation that required a vet specialist, who was not available at home. The trek began in the depths of the night, leaving home at 5am and the first hour and a half being virtual darkness. Not so fun, though there was an impressive highway sunrise.

We seized the opportunity to eat some delicious foods at Suzy Spoons vegetarian butcher, who once again did not fail to deliver a spectacular meal. KD had not yet been there before so it was a nice surprise for her.

That scrambled tofu was the best I've ever tried, and was so uniquely flavoured with lemongrass. I would never have picked that myself, but it was a total success. I could have eaten that meal ten times over and still be impressed.

This sign made me laugh so I embarrassed KD by stopping to take a picture 

Anniversary

I am privileged to know some pretty swell humans. Friday was another lovely day filled with cackles from my fabulous colleagues, and complete with a surprise Moxom and Whitney bouquet I received in the afternoon. The evening was spent eating a spectacular dinner and a lengthy Friday night shop with my darling friend who's blazing trails in Melbourne these days. We played a bit of dress ups (I miss the fun of female housemates in times like this, now shape up Nigel!) and then hung at the Treehouse till way too late. I had an unexpected call from some of my lovely cousins who've decided to go vegan as a family (yay!), and it was such a pleasant surprise speak with them.

...And although the first 6 hours of my birthday was spent like this:

Filling in a shift on your birthday ain't so bad when your lunch looks like this:

I am so grateful for the thoughtful and upbeat people I get to spend spent my time with; energising souls who make me cackle and smile.

Moxom and Whitney

 

Beautiful bouquets from some beautiful souls. I'm a lucky lass.

Tasha Fierce

I just had the pleasure of speaking with this lady on Skype. Well maybe not quite THAT lady, but she's pretty damn close. Apart from a pretty close doppelganger to that lady on the left, she's sassy, incredibly smart, independent and totally gorgeous to top it all off.

It has literally taken months for us to organise said Skype date, but (quite endearingly) this has been consistent with our friendship style - the lengthy delays and obstacles experienced in getting there have no correlation to the appreciation we have for one another.

How I miss you, Ms. Songz.  Looking forward to a kitchen dance some time soon.

Introducing.

This creature is Nigel, and he is (unfortunately) the closest thing I have to a housemate. Like many human counterparts out there, Nigel wakes me up at all hours, has a very abrasive voice, is extremely untidy and eats many things that don't belong to him. He is a cranky old soul, Mr Nigel.