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The long weekend has come and gone. Too quickly if you ask me. Just as I started to enjoy it, it came to an abrupt end.

All of our weekends are full to the brim this year. Filled with family and friends, celebrating and love. We have weddings and engagements, birthdays and baby showers, visitors and trips away. 2013 is the year to celebrate. And boy, have we been celebrating.

The long weekend marked another wedding and a trip back to our home town of Albany. A mini break away to rest the soul and toast two people who mean the world to us.

Here are a few pics, they tell a much better story than I.





















When I’m out and I see two oldies on their scooters together, I automatically think ‘sweet, a race!’. The oldies suddenly morph into ultimate speed machines, hunching forward with their faces showing determination and desire to win. Gone are the trousers and shawls, they are now dressed in leather with biker helmets and goggles. They rev their little scooters and flames shoot out the exhaust. All the while focused on being the first one to get their script filled at the pharmacy.

This all happens in about 30 seconds, in my head. I always root for the underdog. Slow and steady…

Indi has been awake for three hours, it’s 4.40am. This is where my brain is.

Much love peeps xxx

So I’m kinda swept up in this Grey’s thing. I’m certainly not going to deny it. It’s possibly the most exciting thing in my life right now (please note that I am a stay at home mamma with a five month old who has just started solids. The bar is not overly high). The books are a pretty hot read, but they are making me question what I deem to be ‘appropriate’ in the bedroom (I’m a little worried about the fact that I find the books a ‘hot’ read).

I found myself blushing in the lounge room whilst reading. I couldn’t imaging attempting to read it on the train on the way to work??? But that got me thinking. How many of the people you pass by have read it? And how did they react? This book has gone global, millions of people have read this book, prompting production companies to consider making the paper version visual (my lord, I think I’d need a private viewing).

Yesterday at the shops, as I day dreamt of biting my lip, I started to look at the faces of the people walking by. I can not remember the last time I actually paid attention to my fellow shoppers (I normally pretend I’m playing Mario cart and try to beat my highest score/fastest time). As I looked around I saw so many different people who I could not imagine finding this book ‘hot’. The grandma’s looked so innocent to me, the super trendy 40somethings didnt look like they needed it and the super mums don’t look like they have time for it.

I have to remember that reading is a release of its own. People read to be somewhere else, to break from reality and for the comfort or stillness it brings.

What do people think as they look at my face? From a glance am I ‘that kind of person’? I dont read all the time because I get enveloped into the story, but when I do it’s because I’m tuning out. You can not get my attention, you do not exists. I’m on holiday in my book, I’ll be back when it’s finished. Do I want to be judged based on my escape?

I should know much, much better than to jump to assumptions based on a face, you truly can not judge a book by its cover!

Much love peeps xxx

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