I'd love to write this to tell you all the exciting stuff I've been doing whilst not blogging, but sadly, I've been working. Lots.
And when I haven't been working, I've all this other stuff to do, non-blogworthy stuff, which you don't want to hear about. Like lying on the couch under my polar fleece blankie trying not to fall asleep while watching series two of Love My Way on DVD. Wedding stuff.** Paying bills. Organising my tax debt from the year when I earned no money, a weird matter that I haven't quite worked out, but I am sure the wise heads at the ATO will kindly help me should I entangle myself further in the web of complex PAYG rules I cannot seem to navigate.
I have also been a bit sick, in a low-level mild sore throat and coldsores kind of way, rather than a full-on snot and fever thing which at least would have given me an excuse to stay home and lie on the couch under the blankie and feel piteous, but instead I solidiered on despite having a cold sore the size of a small ocean liner on my lip*** and the kind of haggard pallour associated with Dickensian office clerks or funeral directors.
So here we are. I feel like I'm apologising to a friend I haven't called for a few weeks. Do you want to have coffee this weekend? Yum cha? How about a movie? I'm so sorry I haven't called. I've just been busy, you know. Yeah.
* If, by popular, you mean a request.
** Which I am not going to blog about, because it is boring. Oh so boring. Other people's wedding preparations are the dullest thing on earth. Do you really want to hear all about how we decided on our venue and which alcohol package we're choosing and the interminable squabbles about which family members are deserving of a $70 a head meal? No, I thought not.
*** I'm waiting for the Wonders of Modern Medicine to catch up with cold sores. We can fly a man to the moon but I still get a frickin' great pustule on my lip every time I so much as sniffle.
I'm where you are with Love My Way; I sneak an episode late at night when I think I can get away with it. I usually end up bawling into half a box of tissues, then go to bed, refreshed. Really gets the snot moving :)
Posted by: ampersandduck | June 12, 2007 at 05:45 AM
Thirding the love my way love.
Also, we would love to hear about the wedding plans. It might be all teeth gnashing and pain for you, but we might just find in hilarious.
Hope you feel better soon
Posted by: Zoe | June 12, 2007 at 09:23 AM
so, we're all waiting very impatiently for series 3 to come out on DVD huh? such a great show. i think i could actually become a lesbian if Frankie/Claudia was the slightest bit interested....
and i'll never forget crying for a whole night after the episode with Lou--still makes me tear up just thinking of it.
re the wedding--this is all completely foreign to me--there is such a thing as an alcohol package? what, you get to choose between the "Slightly Tipsy Bridesmaids" package and the "Utterly Legless Mother in Law" package or something?
hope you feel better soon.
Posted by: Gianna | June 12, 2007 at 06:59 PM
It's a question of killin' em with kindness, Gianna. Kate, I reckon if you have more than *two* family members deserving of a $70 meal, you're doing well.
And remember that even Jesus went to weddings where the booze ran out.
"Slightly Tipsy Bridesmaids package"
How did *that* get past the spamfilter?
Posted by: The Devil Drink | June 12, 2007 at 09:28 PM
Yes, I want to hear about wedding things. If not, I'll settle for more about lying on the couch.
Posted by: Laura | June 13, 2007 at 09:20 AM
Hope you are feeling better soon. I have used lysine in the past to help cold sores clear up. A herby thing from the chemist, comes in tablets. Doesn't stop them but makes them heal faster.
On the wedding thing, never overestimate blog readers. We would love to hear all the details, if you want to share.
Posted by: Mindy | June 13, 2007 at 10:51 AM
Thanks, Kate. Nice!
Posted by: Rob | June 15, 2007 at 07:36 PM
Good to see you back! I'm happy to hear about wedding things (or couch things) too. Couch things make me feel better about my own couch-and-computer-ridden life.
Yep, bawled my eyes out at THAT episode. LOVE Love My Way. I am hanging for Season Three. And yeah, Frankie is my girl crush, too. I want her hair! Her boots! Her body! Her artistic talent and wit! But not, of course, her you-know-what situation. (Even thinking about it makes me want to cry.)
Posted by: Ariel | June 15, 2007 at 08:56 PM
Hi Kate
Im sorry, but im not sure what for though, i guess not being in touch for so long.
Congratulations on your upcoming wedding. And your job. And everything you've done over the past year...and hugs to Jasper....
Posted by: Liliana | June 20, 2007 at 04:01 PM