I am referring, of course, to the hearing in my right ear which since disappearing a week ago, is showing no signs of clocking back in for duty. Lazy.
Tonight I was at a committee meeting for my local theatre club (yes I’m on the committee, because it’s cool that’s why) and I was sitting next to SJ who coincidentally can’t hear from her right ear as well, so she could hear me from her left ear, but I couldn’t hear her responses. It was like the most frustrating game of Chinese whispers ever.
So long story short I’ve been doing a lot of meaningless smiling and nodding of late. Not being able to hear and working in radio is about as good a combination as cous cous and sultanas (ie confusing and generally disgusting).
In other news, check out my delicious breakfast from this morning:
Frozen berries, fresh strawberries and natural Greek yoghurt. The food of Gods. Speaking of Godly consumables:
Last night Bec and I farewelled our friend Bros who is off to Europe for a month. Needless to say we are insanely jealous. So we popped a cork or two and danced to our songs which go off at Gold Bar at 2am on a Sunday morning but are slightly less hilarious/awesome at 6:30pm on a Wednesday night. But we made it work, I have the Snap Chat to prove it (or I did have it, before it self destructed, as is the nature of Snap Chats).
Bec wore her new riding helmet (we were polishing off a bottle of Grandin leftover from Race Round, so I guess it was theme appropriate):
After drinks Bros went home to pack, Bec went to mixed netball (hello short straw) and I went out for dinner at Danny’s Italian. Unlike most overpriced, disappointing eateries in this town, Danny’s was amazing! I had bruschetta, gnocchi and half a slice of cheesecake. And I didn’t feel at all guilty about it.
I am positively revelling in the spare time I have at the moment by not going to the gym in the evenings. It is such a delight to get home and not move. I’m only doing this because I’m not yet feeling 100% and a full day at work really knocks the wind out of me. But I suspect I’ll be back to it next week. Lame. I have another beach holiday coming up in November (hello Bali!) and really don’t need to be the sluggiest slug by the pool.
Happy Friday everyone!
Committee meetings are awesome. Mainly because I’m there, with my dad jokes. Which are awesome.
Your Dad jokes are the only thing that gets me through.