Famous faces...

On our journey north for winter, we ran into the following famous faces in the airports. This is the order in which we saw them, but also in the amount of excitement each sighting caused.

Wilbur Wilde (Hey Hey its Saturday)

Frankie J Holden

Jon English (aka the Pirate King)

On the way home we are hoping for a sighting of Eric Bana or Hugh Jackman.

I have a job!

For those of you who dont already know (there cant be many of you because I seem to have told hundreds of people already) I got a phone call a couple of days ago to offer me the awesome position with the Tas Devil team. I still dont have a lot of information about the job itself and when I will be starting, but I am now no longer an unemployed bum. It seems that I didnt move out of Hobart for no reason after all :)

Boxes, boxes everywhere

So, yes, I have now moved. Actually I moved on Saturday, but somehow I haven't managed to unpack many of the boxes yet and they are currently stacked up in the corridor. By the end of today I hope to have most of them unpacked, or at least in my room so that they aren't under Mum and Dad's feet while I am in Melbourne.

I leave for Melbourne tomorrow morning (wednesday) to spend a few days with Dienece (my very bestest friend) and her husband and the bump in her tummy. On Saturday morning I am meeting the rest of my family back at the airport as they get off the plane from Launny and we all board one to Sydney. From there we have a hire car to take us to Port Macquarie where we will be spending a week on holiday.

So the challenge now is to finish sorting out my stuff enough so that I can pack for ten days away.

I had a lovely good bye dinner in Hobart on Thursday with a collection of some of my favourite people. I refuse to really see it as good bye, though, because I plan to come visit so often that they will all get sick of me. Perhaps that's why I managed to get through the entire night without having a teary. Or it could have been the fact that the entire night was really one long hug from Tiani (my other very bestest friend). I even managed to get through the entire move on Saturday without feeling the need to turn into a puddle of tears. So perhaps I am just stoic, a sure sign that I have royal blood flowing in my veins. Or perhaps I am just saving it all up to have a big melt down later. Who knows.

Well, anyway, I just wanted to let you all officially know that I've moved.

Moving house...

Ok, so most of you already know this, but just incase you havent heard yet - I'm moving house. I'm going to be leaving the sunny suburbs of Hobart (well occassionally sunny) to go back up the Tamar and move back in with Mum and Dad and my cat for a while. It was decided last Saturday that I will be moving and the moving date is set for this Saturday, leaving exactly one week to get everything packed and organised for the move and tell all my friends. The sorting and packing process has been slowed by the fact that I am currently doing my best to die from a cold, but apart from that is going well.

On Monday, before I started packing, I decided to take some photos of what my house looked like while I lived here for the past three years. So for those of you who were slack enough not to come and visit me over the last three years, take a look around the comfy little shoebox that has been my home.

Woohoo!!!

The festival of voices rocks! Firstly, my choir was absolutely amazingly awesome tonight. Then most of the choir headed down to the Festival Club at Salamanca to listen to some other groups sing and the open mic hour at the end was absolutely spectacular.

We started with final rehearsals and warmed up at the Wesley Church (btw, if I ever get married this is where its happening - acoustics are phenomenal) then headed across the road to the Playhouse theatre. Once all 97 of us were on the stage we started with the hauntingly beautiful 'Lingmara' then rocked into 'I Shall not be Moved' then quietly and very emotionally went into 'Sister my Sister' which was dedicated to Dennis (a lovely man from the bass section that passed away this week) and then stormed into 'Everytime I Hear the Spirit'. Of course, the audience begged for an encore so we gave them 'One Morning Soon'. We were tremendous! And down at the festival club everyone else was tremendous too!

I really wish I had an audience plant to video us on stage, but I might be able to get a DVD of it if I'm patient enough to wait. I also wish I had taken some video of the open mic hour tonight so I could share some musical genius in the form of 'Jeremiah Bullfrog', 'Angelare', Walking in Memphis', and an original song called 'Prenuptial Apology' which was hilarious.

Its going to take a while for the adrenaline to wear off tonight (Just got home and still very hyped up). I can't wait for Saturdays performance now :)

Job Interview (2)

So today is Monday the 5th which means that I had my job interview this afternoon. Because so many of you wished me "good luck" and "all the best" and such like things I thought I should just write a note to say that it went pretty well.

I did my best to sound intelligent and give a good impression. I even almost succeeded in taming my mad scientist hair (Note: I put my hair up despite the fact that a certain person asked me to rather than because they did.) The panel conducting the interview were all very nice and it was actually quite relaxed which I wasn't expecting because government departments are usually known for giving quite unrelaxed interviews (at least the people at uni said they were). Hopefully, I should know in a week or two whether I got the job.