blurry halloween

HAPPY HALLOWEEN PEEPS!

As some of you already know, this is Diamond’s fave holiday, so our house has been decorated within an inch of it’s life for-e-ver!

Flashing lights, blow up black cats, smoke machines, witches on the roof, mechanical spiders

You name it, it’s in our front yard

It’s a fair dinkum freak show….and we love it

It’s Macaroni’s fave holiday too – but that’s mainly because October is her birthday month too

My MIL has always called her a Halloween baby

Which makes me think of shit like this

Lovely

 

We went to the pumpkin patch with the girls last week

And I think we can all agree

That my photo skills, are quite possibly getting worse

I believe it’s a direct result of NOT having a drink before we left the house

That doesn’t happen often, and I think my picture taking skills suffered as a result, agreed?

Anyhoo – was a beautiful day, weather was absolutely stunning

And we scored some fab pumpkins

Chalk it up for a win

We’ll take the kids trick or treating after school today

But we’re still undecided if we’re going to bring the Fluffinator along for the festivities this year

Remember the Halloween shenanigans from 2009?

Fluff’s pretty much been in the Halloween naughty corner since then

I’m thinking it might be time to stick a costume on him and take him out again

Fuck it, I could do with a laugh

Hopefully pics (from tonight) won’t suck hairy goat balls

Maybe someone else should be photog?

I’ll be pretty busy balancing the candy cart that will be half empty by the time we get home my drink

And the 130 pound dog

Now I just need to get him a costume

Any suggestions?

 

 

 

daniel’s bad day

A quick brekky this morning before we left town

In a busy little hub of a cafe

When I sit down

I look over my menu at the table next to us

A young couple, who look kind of familiar

Actually, just the bloke does

I didn’t recognise the lady

And it took me a while for me to work out where I knew him from

*LIGHT BULB*

It was Daniel

As in Daniel from last night’s show

Anyone at the show knows exactly who I’m talking about

Bucket mouth Daniel

Show us your tits Jenny, Daniel

Yelling out throughout my whole show Daniel

I love you Jenny, Daniel

Drunk as a mofo staggering to the toilet during the show Daniel

Marry me Jenny, Daniel

He looked over at our table this morning

And just about shit a brick

The colour drained from his face

“….Mornin’ Daniel!”

“…umm, yeah….hi”

Poor bastard was absolutely mortified

Sitting there with his girlfriend / wife and no doubt a monster hangover

So I left him alone

Until we left

And I stopped at his table and gave him a small piece of paper

“…you were amazing last night….call me..”

Nothing like starting your morning off being a complete bitch with a good belly laugh

 

 

security slut

Arrived in Auckland late last night

And drove today to Hamilton, where we’re kicking off the New Zealand tour tonight

I’m a bit knackered

But nothing that a good Nanna nap won’t fix

It’s not really all the flying that wears me out

Or the shows

Sometimes I think it’s the airports

The waiting

The carrying all your shit from one end to another

The lining up

And don’t even get me started on the security

That seems to get worse every time I travel

Especially always having to go through those new scanners at all the airports

But I’ve come to accept it

Embrace it even

I’m possibly a little more comfortable than I should be going through them these days

Why not I say!

I’ve working on the theory that the whole world really CAN be a stage

And stripper poles are optional

 

*thanks Anne