I'M BAAAACK...

Hello Peeps! Goodness I can’t believe it’s been almost three weeks of complete silence. Apologies to all those who needed a distraction because they started work before me, haha! Sorry, that’s mean! But never-the-less I’m back and we have a lot to catch up on!

Okay, where to begin? Well as most of you know, New Years Resolution no 1 was promptly thrown out the window due to impending pneumonia and a very important road race. Therefore the cancer sticks were promptly re-instated in order to alleviate the sore throat and body withdrawal symptoms! Needless to say I then ran another personal best for 30kms and was super duper stocked! Giving up Cancer sticks 0, Breaking New Year’s resolution 1.

Number 3 I’m afraid has also failed to come to fruition. Crazii’s bar has been open and pumping for the last few weeks and I can’t really see how a spaghetti spoon or wooden chopping board it going to assist my Cosmo making skills. Mind you, I wouldn’t mind a saber so I could ever so elegantly slice the tops off all the champagne bottles waiting to be consumed. Buying Kitchen Utensils 0, Breaking New Year’s resolution 2.

7, 8 and 9 are a bit dubious at the moment, but as soon as I have gotten through my plethora of work emails I promise to set up my site and then it’s up to you guys to get me there! Beg, borrow and steal where you can, I promise to bail you out of jail once I’ve complete the craziness that is the marathon! So at this juncture we’ll just give the resolution is pass until further evidence it collected.

New Years Resolutions aside, the holidays have just flown by like a speeding shooting star. They have been awesome, relaxing, crazy and all round pretty frikkin amazing and I’m still in slight shock that I’m sitting in front of my laptop surrounded by four bailey cream walls and reams of fabric and wallpaper grappling with the 105 emails I so effectively ignored over the last 3 weeks! So many wonderful people were here over the past weeks and Thunder and I have decided that their presence is now needed on a more permanent basis, not this flit in and out of nonsnese. No, no… we’re going to get Pop Tart and Glass and a Half to take up full residency in the City Beneath The Mountain come hell or high water.

That reminds me (talking about hell) which usually brings me onto the subject of religion, I heard the funniest saying the other day! Are you ready… Okay… Let’s make like a Shepard and get the flock outta here… bahahahahaha. I told it to The Chef who I thought would totally think it amazing, and he just smiled weakly at me and gave me the same look he gives me when I tell my cow jokes. Oh, oh, I’ve got a goodie: What do you call a cow in Alaska? An ESKIMOOO… how brilliant is that???

Anyway, it's fairly apparent from the above ramblings that the office environment is sucking all known sanity and oxygen from my body, so I will quit while I’m ahead and promise a more entertaining and enlightening post in the days to come.

Welcome back Peeps, crisis I’ve missed you!