So, the birthday finally came, and I think I slept a total of four hours the night before! I was just too excited.
The night before, the cake finally took shape and the icing eventually got figured out, the kitchen was decorated, the napkins folded, the floor filled with balloons and everything was just right for the morning.
We woke farrrrrrrrr earlier than normal on a day off and got straight to the pressies (ignoring the phone completely, yah!) There were the uggies, the journal for his songs, the MP3, Sniper Elite, and then finally the BIG SECRET GIFT OF INFINITE PAIN TO KEEP SECRET!!!! It was the 50th anniversary edition of Lord Of The Rings, black, hardcover, gilt edging, original cover and color illustrations and maps. Even to me, a Tolkien layman, it is beautiful. His face was priceless! He was unwrapping it and then realized what it was and froze for a second. Then the paper was gone like a flash and he was dropping his jaw all over the place. It was amazing. I was so happy, and he was some level of emotion they don't have a word for yet. It was perfect.
Then we did the candles and cake thing, and I made him breakfast. Then we played Sniper Elite until the ballon and rose arrived, which was a big surprise.
The next night we got all dressed up and went to dinner, whihc was fun if a little too garlicy for my taste... lol
It was a lot of fun and it was really nice just to hang out together for four whole days. Now its the weekend again and we're gonna go have a picinic at the park if we can get up in time lol.

I heard something ridiculous yesterday on the news... the Australian government is toying with the idea of having a scheme where teachers are paid according to the amount of progress thier students display...
That's such a super idea, don't you think? Now we can have teachers putting in less effort becuase they know they're not going to get a rise anyway, or teachers putting in the hard yards hoping to get more money but having very useless and/or uninterested students (like all three of my schools...)
Also, they intend in this plan to take money from teachers who don't get a good enough result and give it to those who do.
Can you think of a better way to drive people away from becoming teachers?????

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I couldn't get to sleep tonight, so I put it to good use and blew up Nathon's balloons for his birthday.
In one hour I blew up a grand and dizzying total of 60 balloons, ranging from plain, 'Happy Birthday' printed, and metallic(which tasted worse than the worst tasting envelope you have ever licked). There were twelve left over but they were mostly yellow and pink which don't do a great deal for me as colours and less so for Nathon so I just left them out.
Have you ever tried to move 60 balloons from one side of your house to the other???? Its long and very slippery. I came up with the plan to use a gargabe bag to tote them away in to hide in the spare room, and that worked a treat.
So I am now very very tired, really dizzy, my mouth tastes like balloon, and my eyes hurt, but when I fill our kitchen with 60 balloons on the day it will be well worth the effort

Just when my anger had started to subside, a friend tried to help reunite an ex-friend and I and stirred everything back up.
In fact, I'm pretty sure he's made it much worse. Now I'm not only reliving all the 'end of friendship' crap all over again, but I'm pissed off at the ex friend for how he handled the situation. And the ex-friend is pissed off or some other unknown emotion because of what happened too.
I know it was well meant, and I can't be angry at him for trying, it was a very nice gesture, but it was highly highly illconceived and much against my will.
Sigh. Whatever. I just have to let go off all my current anger cause its making my feel nausous.
On the good news front, its the happy happy 4 day weekend! Since Nathon did a split shift today the weekend starts tonight as he gets home at 7pm instead of 12am or 1am. Which is awesome.
I am doing some last minute floor cleanage. The vaccum got clogged and I spent twenty minutes getting a paper towle out of the vaccum hose. Blah.
Anyway, back to the Jif and mop lol. Just needed to vent I guess...
*Burn

• Order helium balloon and single red rose for Nathon's birthday
• Get a card for my nephew's birthday and put $10 in it (even though he has more money than I do and he won't give a rat's kaboos)
• Get money order for rent
• Get money order for library fine at Uni
• Get stamps to send nephew's card and the money order to uni
• Post both off
• Pay rent

And it's all done!!!!
The balloon and rose only cost $24-something with card and delivery, which was awesome 'cause I was budgeting for $50+.
The card for the ungrateful boy (I would have just sent him an e-card like last time but my mum made me do it, to show up my sister's half-sister because she never gives the boys anything but my sister is always giving her daughter stuff with no 'thanks'.... yeah, it doesn't make any more sense to me either) was a dollar at the cheapie shop (if I'm going to have to give the little sod money then he gets a tacky card, my trade off lol).
Got a money order to pay off some of my library fine (so I can eventually see my class results).The girl at the counter at the post office had to ask me how to spell 'library'. ???????? What level of skills do you need to work at Australia Post? Not spelling it seems...
 
But anyway, its all done now, which is a nice feeling. So I spent what remained of the afternoon making a paper chain out of black and red streamers and learning how to fold a heart shaped napkin... 
Only 3 days to go now until his birthday. Yah!!!

Treated myself to a coke and some fries on the way home as I was starving and actually still am.... oh crap.

Back later maybe if I get bored. lol

*Burn

I am tidying up the house for Nathon's birthday; 'cause you can't decorate a pigsty! Well you can but it kinda takes away from the streamers if you can't find a path through the kitchen...
The presants are all wrapped and in the gift bag. I chose an awesoem balck and red theme with black paper and red ribbons and bows.
All the cake and icing ingredients are here and ready. Apparently it takes 8 hours for royal icing to dry so I will probably start the fiddly icing decorations tomorrow, and make the cake in the next few days so it will be fresh for the birthday celebrations but I can still give it a few layers of icing...
Very very exciting, its so close now after so much waiting, even more excited about Nathon's birthday than mine! lol

So, I had this very very weird dream Sunday morning...
There were two groups of people in this very big house. One was the nice group, one was the bad group (go figure my subconscious being so unoriginal...). In the nice group was my younger self and a bunch of other fuzzy people who only become distinguishable occasionally. In the bad group was my older and current self and some other fuzzy folk.
The dreams starts with my taking a bit out of Nathon's and my bed. This is because I am hoping that if it was broken my mother will give it back to us. My mum then takes it apart and intends to take it to the dump. I ask her why she took our bed and why I can't have it back; and she says because she wanted to show me up because she earns $75,000 a year and I don't (which she doesn't so that's weird).
Then Nathon turns into Ringo from 'Neighbours' and leaves me for Pepper from 'Neighbours'. Then I get a letter from the 'Ringo/Nathon' saying he wants to come back to me and he loves me. Which pisses off Pepper who comes over to yell at me. But 'Ringo/Nathon' does come back and we're together when this other guy shows up. Kinda middle aged, big beard, he's an art critic and he's really sleazy and hits up Pepper during an editing meeting. I turn into my younger self and go answer the door on the nice side of the house. Its the same guy, onlyt now he's dressed as a clown and I won't let him in because he scares me. He gets very angry and breaks down the door, face very red. He then aparently goes on a killing spree in the house.
Everyone still alive moves to a mall to hide, and the 'Ringo/Nathon' offers to lock us both in a vault to stay safe from the killer clown. My younger self wants to come with me but instead I leave her to die by clown....

Any thoughts?????????

I'm thinking of selling my gift boxes and cards and stuff on Ebay....
But I am a bit of a scaredy cat about it. I would really like to earn some money from my time-consuming hobby. But Ebay scares me just a little. I mean, I'm a buying addict but that's an entirly different kettle of fish... lol
So I'm testing 'the market' and ebay I guess by just selling one box. If you wanna see it, click on the link 'my box'.
My box
I am really really scared, but it may be a great opportunity!

I am still a jealous bitch, no matter what expensive jewelery I have.
Let me explain.... we missed our normal Saturday shopping day yesterday and went today instead. (We go to this supermarket so much and with such regularity, the checkout girls know us and know us showing up means an hour till close. lol) 
And we bumped into this girl who Nathon appeared to know (by the way he was acting I assumed it was another unliked workmate who, had he seen them before they's seen him, we would have hid behind the bread). But I was soon as stunned as a mullet that got told the price of nice sofas when he introduced her. I knew the name. She was the ex girlfriend. The one directly before me. The one who got royally canned may I add (this makes me happy... I am cruel, I know, but I'm not going to say sorry lol). 
So I got the look over (women will know what this means, men will have no idea.). I know she was curious and stuff, but I still resent it. Who cares, I gave her the look over too. I'm just better at it. Subtle,  look it up Ho. 
To my everlasting joy I'm pretty sure she saw the ring. Which I hope ruined her day. I'm not just being nasty for nasty's sake (ok, maybe a little), she was actually really horrible to my man and for this I carry a big grudge. The size of Guatamala. 
Also adding to my everlasting joy (which I intend to keep in a shoe box under the bed with my spare change jar for safe keeping) even on her best day and my worst, I could kick her ugly little face all the way back to the elitest snob-estate she slithered out of.
Yes, I'm nicer, I have a better smile, better skin, prettier face, nicer shape, no undiscolsed mental disorders (unlike her), and I have the ring, the perfect man, and the satisfying option of saying 'Up yours'. So, apart from being insecure and a little nausous, I think all is right with the world.
  

lol Or so some quiz said...

"Your life story will be released in a 2-disc package.
It will have 0 commentary track(s) and be subtitled in 2 other language(s).
BONUS FEATURES
- Theatrical trailer
- Outtakes/deleted scenes
- Easter egg (shh!)"

Fun.

I have never been a girly girl. Especially when it came to shoes. The last pairs of shoes I bought were second hand Doc Martens and knee high angry goth boots. The only pair of heels I own are a 19 dollar pair from K-Mart and my expensive and sky-high formal shoes. I never pay more than twenty dollars for sneakers.
So it came as a great surprise to me when I bought a pair of red satin high heels to go with the coat... Well, I kind of had to because sneakers don't go with velvet and my formal heels are at mums house and I can't walk properly in them anyhow.
What have I done? I know: I have joined the masses of pink loving squeally girls who ACCESSORISE!!!!!! yuk. Well, at least I haven't bought a handbag to match. Phew.
In my defense, I haven't bought anything (never the less anything remotly nice) for myself since... actually, I can't remember. I think it was lunch... Or a collinder. Hmmmm.... Nathon buys me things when I let him lol but I've been watching nickles and dimes too much to buy stuff for myself. For my mum and for Nathon, but I freak out when I find something I want, so I don't get it. lol
So bah. I will rejoice in my shoes which are very very cute. I am worried about the colour though: bright red with black lace trim and a black bow. It does seem a mite tarty doesn't it???
Who cares. Its not like I'll be wearing them out while shaking my tucus at strangers for cash. I'm going to dinner with Nathon for his birthday and I'll wear my pretty new things then.
Being girly simply didn't get you anywhere at my house. Then when I got to uni, I crawled under a bunch of black clothing in an attempt to look tougher (thinking that I would then not look like a victim to any more insane men). Nowdays, well, I own my first pink shirt, my birthday cake was pink, I like jewelery, I cry in front of people (something I did extremely rarely before). I'm being more feminine. And I blame this all on Nathon. He lets me be softer, makes me feel safer, so I can let my guard down and be a woman. Which isn't turning out to be such a bad thing after all... especially if it comes with pretty things like this:

Surfing E-bay over the weekend we found the single most beautiful piece of clothing ever. A floor length black velvet coat with corseted back in white ribbon. I knew it would go for a truck load of money. But I loved it. And made the mistake of showing how much to Nathon... who promptly spent all morning in a bidding war to get it for me. In the end it cost a bit over $160. I freaked out at the price, but this morning when it arrived I forgot all about the price, it is a fantastic piece of gothic cool. And my beautiful man even hung it up for me this morning on his way to work late. He is so lovely. I haven't tried it on yet because I want to be perfectly clean first... lol Yeah, a little paranoid and anal, I know since I barely leave the house and I'm not a ditch digger or anything. 
Anyway... this is it below....
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My dream bouquet                                                   Almost my dream shoes

My Dream dress, drew it myself

A little purse to suit                                        My ideal veil