Thursday, February 28, 2008

I am so, so bad......

I've just finished packing and cleaning up the kitchen, all ready for tomorrows adventure. Yes, it kind of reminds me of the good ol' days where I was always unpacking and packing and heading off into the great yonder.....

However, everything is a bit different now when I leave. I don't have flatmates any more, so I have to get the house tidied up. I've realised this is something my mother ingrained in me from a young age. No one likes to come home to a mess.

So, Check. Kitchen is all cleaned. Dishes put away, rubbish out, and........

oh my gosh, Tiwggy!!!

Normally when I go away I take Twiggy over to the farm so she can hang out with her mother and grandmother and people. Now, upon realising that I didn't even think about it, I don't have the time to get her over there tomorrow - unless of course I do as my mother has suggested and get up at 6 to leave at 6:30 to get her over there and myself to work on time.

Not going to happen!

I know this makes me sound like the worst cat owner in the whole wide world, but instead I'm opting for option 2.

Twiggy is now stuck in the house. There are two big bowls of food and water for her, and the litter box is all clean and ready to go.

I know I'm going to come home to a very grumpy moggy, but she'll be ok.
Hopefully the house will still be standing.

Growlings will be responded to on my return from the Capital.

I CAN'T WAIT!!! :)

Monday, February 25, 2008

a night in the park....

Last weekend my friends Danica and Neil came up to hang out, and we ended up over in Tauranga at a concert in the Domain to see Brooke Fraser, along with a few other Kiwi Artists.

It was a super lovely night..... the stars came out and danced while we ate lots of yummy food and listened to so many great songs.

While there a lady from the local radio station sponsoring the event snapped our picture and put it on the website. Thought I would post it on here for you guys to see. :)

Tuesday, February 12, 2008


I was sent a card for New Years from a good friend down in Christchurch....
in it she wrote:

we pray the year ahead will be a most fantastic one full of joy, friendship, adventure & contentment!

Sweet, right.
I kind of took offense at it.

What does she mean, wishing me contentment?!
Am I not content?


happiness with one's situation in life

Is discontentment my friend?

I realised that perhaps I am. I wonder if I should ever find contentment, or will I constantly be thinking about somewhere else, or what ifs?

I seem to recall God calling us to find peace and purpose in the place where we are, understanding that while it may not feel like a perfect spot, it is the spot that is perfect for us right now.

God knows what we need, how we need to grow, and the strengths that we will require for the future. The future that he has planned for us....
and in all of that I find hope. And right now I cling to that.