Pro Shoppers

38 emails in 4 hrs and we're still talking about shopping. That's how intensely focused we are. My good friend, frankly, can earn her stripes and instant PhD in Shopping psychology if there is ever such a course. In fact, I think we would be darn good proxy buyers - those types you often see at auctions bidding on behalf of a mysterious person behind the mobile phone. And there it was today, a perfect example of proxy purchasing by my friend who was armed with her trusty blackberry, and me on my laptop. Thousands of miles away from each other, separated by an ocean, but we were unstoppable.

I think this is a great second career. Now we just need to find people who will hire us.

Trumpet blowing

So yes, I suppose from time to time each one of us would at some point find some unobtrusive deep dark corner, doing a quick 360-scan of the immediate surroundings before breaking wind rather satisfyingly. But it's something else altogether when farter does not exercise due diligence by scanning surroundings to ensure innocent victims are not compromised. So there I was innocently (after yoga, mind you, and in a blissful state) standing at the front of the restaurant waiting to give my takeaway order when I heard a very loud, offending, drum-beat rolling, lengthy "trumpet blow" that crescendo'd into a high note before the burst into grand finale.....all exercised by a fat, bespectacled chap in front of me. Blissful farter was too busy yapping into the phone to see the very dirty look I threw his way. Of course my blissful zen-like state quickly evaporated into one of panic. This is one situation where the yogic state of TAKE A DEEP BREATH and BREATHE is not relevant and must not be exercised.

Bread-talk

I must be undergoing some sort of wierd food phase. As you know I recently succumbed to triple cheeseburgers, making it a record no. of burgers in a day PLUS achieving this record whilst being vegetarian (Huh. I know). Today I set a new bread record. How much bread can a vegetarian eat in a day? Dunno, but I had 3 large slices of bread and 4 breadtalk buns. Total 7. And still have stomach for nasi lemak for lunch. And right now, I'm still hungry. Huh.

Italian Sausages

The last time I checked, I thought I owned 2 Italian greyhounds, not 2 italian sausages. Seems like possession is 9/10ths of the law. One tries to possess 2 dog beds, the other just possessed my bed.

Books books and more books

Borders 30% coupons. How can I resist? Especially not when Borders preferred members get an extra 10% off. I acquired what must be my 35th (or 36, 37,??) cookbooks. Venezia by the Tessa Kiros, and Skye Glencell's A Year in my Kitchen, and My Favourite Ingredients. Now, cookbooks I have plenty. But time? Time is like a commodity. When will I have time (and when will that designer kitchen come true?)?

It's a bird, a plane, no it's Lamborghini

Spotted these beauties outside the Hilton recently. Very yummy colour candy pretty. So in my imaginery world, let's see, one for me, one for C, one for Biscuit (who will use it to run Holly over).

Melbourne

Six years since I've been in Melbourne. The last time I visited, I met my dog Biscuit who was just only a 3 day old puppy then. Time flies. Don't think the city has changed much, but certainly think it's a very nice place to live, retire, or raise dogs. Speaking of dog, there's always Slick, who is probably the most well travelled beanie in the whole world. Here he is enjoying his ride on SQ business class. . And another where he shared half of my dinner. . As for my shopping conquest in Melbourne? Well I should say I proudly spent more on biscuits and cheese than I did shopping in Japan.