She is here....
well well well 3 holes in the ground, here I am, and as my Uncle Dick would say 'she is here, she has arrived.'
It was a collective agreement that took a lot of convincing on my part that a 'blog' would be the way to go instead of inflicting group emails on people's full email inbox's. (mainly because i didn't know what the hell a blog is! So living up to my nana rosa nickname once again).
So here you go! if you ever need to know if Rosa is alive, just check this site. And i'm going to be grammatically incorrect to my heart's content and rant and rave and say whatever i feel (censored by me), hopefully with what i've been up to (or not). So probably just meaningful to me, but hey, it'll be proof to myself that I haven't imagined a lot of the more surreal things that is life that I observe.
Let's start with life lately in Rosa world. Mainly consisting of FAR too much involvement/time spent at work/work-related. what's that all about? not much fun, that's what it's all about. I'm not going into it, mainly because it's friday night and I don't feel like it much. Let's just say I'm counting the days till me and the G head to South Africa for a hol (53 days), and for Mr G to finally meet a member of my family.
I also know I owe about 50 people personal emails, and i will get around to it.
I've decided the older i get, the more I realise I don't know much about the world, or myself. It was quite good being a teenager/young adult and thinking you knew it all. I've also been thinking a lot about the philosophy night classes i used to go to in Dublin. Which despite the title of philosophising about the world, were suprisingly simple. Life is simple; you've just gotta get on with it, eh. hard to put into action sometimes, i know. But i'm trying. So, for random thoughts on a humid friday night in an autumnal Dundee:
For wedding presents we'd both like: bongo drums, ukelele's, and I'd like an Alessi Kettle which costs 120 squid. That's all. i know, it has been mentioned to me that it should'nt cost 120 quid for a device that boils water. it's the ferrari of kettles i tell you! It suprises me how materialistic I am. But maybe it shouldn't suprise me so much.
I've been joined up to a gym for the past 6 weeks. it's great, especially the swimming, but i'm missing the hills. It still gives me a wee buzz every other day when i drive over the hill to descend into the perthshire valley to my workplace what an amazingly beauty part of the world i live in. I really need to get stuck into it.
The older i get, the more i miss my family. I' m just 'coming out' of a particularly bad spell of homesickness for family. however, if homesickness is the greatest of my worries, i'm pretty lucky.
This weekend is looking pretty good. Tomorrow we get to go to an 'open door' event happening in dundee, so we're getting tours round a mosque 'doon the toon', and the restored victorian pavillion at baxter park where we're hoping to get hitched in. baxter park is just round the corner from our flat. and then, the highlight of the year: THE BLACK SEEDS ARE PLAYING IN DUNDEE!!!!!!!! V excited. They played around this time last year, and yeah, me and Barney (the lead singer of the legendary wellington band) are on first name basis. I'm sure he'll remember me. probably why they came back to dundee (yes it's late friday night, delirium sets in). The last gig i went to was in edinburgh's usher hall in July, which is a fantastic venue, saw Seu Jorge and amazing support bands. (Seu Jorge is the brazilian dude who sang David Bowie songs in 'life aquatic' movie, but that's not his best work, believe me). That night i was extremely fatigued so couldn't completly participate(i.e dance, just stood at the side tapping my foot, how boring) in what was an amazing show, but that's when i decided i wanted to learn to play the ukelele.
One day i'll be artistic/creative. One day.
must away, pots of tea to drink and lots of sleep to have.
till next time
Rosa
PS for those just entering into my world, Mr G is Garry, who i'm getting hitched to. yes! as they say in the aussie just juice ad: "hard to believe". a mad scotsman, who used to be a chain-smoking mad scotsman, but he's calmed down a bit now. still mad. still wears orange trousers though. He fit right in in Amsterdam.
It was a collective agreement that took a lot of convincing on my part that a 'blog' would be the way to go instead of inflicting group emails on people's full email inbox's. (mainly because i didn't know what the hell a blog is! So living up to my nana rosa nickname once again).
So here you go! if you ever need to know if Rosa is alive, just check this site. And i'm going to be grammatically incorrect to my heart's content and rant and rave and say whatever i feel (censored by me), hopefully with what i've been up to (or not). So probably just meaningful to me, but hey, it'll be proof to myself that I haven't imagined a lot of the more surreal things that is life that I observe.
Let's start with life lately in Rosa world. Mainly consisting of FAR too much involvement/time spent at work/work-related. what's that all about? not much fun, that's what it's all about. I'm not going into it, mainly because it's friday night and I don't feel like it much. Let's just say I'm counting the days till me and the G head to South Africa for a hol (53 days), and for Mr G to finally meet a member of my family.
I also know I owe about 50 people personal emails, and i will get around to it.
I've decided the older i get, the more I realise I don't know much about the world, or myself. It was quite good being a teenager/young adult and thinking you knew it all. I've also been thinking a lot about the philosophy night classes i used to go to in Dublin. Which despite the title of philosophising about the world, were suprisingly simple. Life is simple; you've just gotta get on with it, eh. hard to put into action sometimes, i know. But i'm trying. So, for random thoughts on a humid friday night in an autumnal Dundee:
For wedding presents we'd both like: bongo drums, ukelele's, and I'd like an Alessi Kettle which costs 120 squid. That's all. i know, it has been mentioned to me that it should'nt cost 120 quid for a device that boils water. it's the ferrari of kettles i tell you! It suprises me how materialistic I am. But maybe it shouldn't suprise me so much.
I've been joined up to a gym for the past 6 weeks. it's great, especially the swimming, but i'm missing the hills. It still gives me a wee buzz every other day when i drive over the hill to descend into the perthshire valley to my workplace what an amazingly beauty part of the world i live in. I really need to get stuck into it.
The older i get, the more i miss my family. I' m just 'coming out' of a particularly bad spell of homesickness for family. however, if homesickness is the greatest of my worries, i'm pretty lucky.
This weekend is looking pretty good. Tomorrow we get to go to an 'open door' event happening in dundee, so we're getting tours round a mosque 'doon the toon', and the restored victorian pavillion at baxter park where we're hoping to get hitched in. baxter park is just round the corner from our flat. and then, the highlight of the year: THE BLACK SEEDS ARE PLAYING IN DUNDEE!!!!!!!! V excited. They played around this time last year, and yeah, me and Barney (the lead singer of the legendary wellington band) are on first name basis. I'm sure he'll remember me. probably why they came back to dundee (yes it's late friday night, delirium sets in). The last gig i went to was in edinburgh's usher hall in July, which is a fantastic venue, saw Seu Jorge and amazing support bands. (Seu Jorge is the brazilian dude who sang David Bowie songs in 'life aquatic' movie, but that's not his best work, believe me). That night i was extremely fatigued so couldn't completly participate(i.e dance, just stood at the side tapping my foot, how boring) in what was an amazing show, but that's when i decided i wanted to learn to play the ukelele.
One day i'll be artistic/creative. One day.
must away, pots of tea to drink and lots of sleep to have.
till next time
Rosa
PS for those just entering into my world, Mr G is Garry, who i'm getting hitched to. yes! as they say in the aussie just juice ad: "hard to believe". a mad scotsman, who used to be a chain-smoking mad scotsman, but he's calmed down a bit now. still mad. still wears orange trousers though. He fit right in in Amsterdam.
posted by Rosa at 10:47 pm
5 Comments:
Rosa's not a Nana at all as could be seen by her mad skanking to The Black Seeds. My fiancee is sweet as!
Wot a good idea robro!
I have my own now indeed a splended thing to whyle away the working day at. yay.
Youve really stated something now Ro. JJ has signed up yenolam.blogspot.com (mr bloggy) hahahaha. he cracks me up.
l8r
What the feck do you need a ferrari kettle for? Buy a pair of bloody boots and get up those hills!!!!!!!!!!!!And why are we waiting for you to txt back your home phone no cos we need to talk to you in person urgently1!! Can you txt me (Liz).Number same as always.Or otherwise we want an Email asap.Oh and by the way the blog is great. Luv to the g man.He sounds very sweet not a bit mad!!!!
Whats happening with the work ethic? You were never like this in the Royal, skiving off every friday to go to hanging valleys and the like!! Hope to hear from you very soon
aloha my friend, good to know u still alive. Waiting for number too. R u trying to be aloof and interesting - keeps people wanting more - good work. Beaut day here. Weird to here someone referring to you as "my fiancee", weird but cute... Love your work. Hope to hear from you soon. xx
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