Priceless

Conor and I went to the park this afternoon. We brought our frisbee along and tossed the disc back and forth for about twenty minutes. (We were practising for our return to Bella.) We walked around the park on our way home, stopping for two six-packs ($36 AUS). After a quick cat nap, Conor departed for a late afternoon jog. While he was out running, I searched for a house in Baltimore on the internet. It is now time to cook dinner, spinach ravioli in a garlic cream sauce, and I am enjoying one of our expensive beers as I sit on our couch in our tiny, clean apartment - thinking to myself, "What a wonderful way to end the weekend..." 

We both left work late on Friday evening. I arrived home at about 7:30, and after a quick shower, our friend Jenn scooped us, and our sleepover supplies, up. We spent the night in Mitchelton at Jenn and Dan's beautiful home. Dan cooked us a lovely lamb curry. We drank a few bottles of wine while relaxing on their new deck. We watched a slide-show of the photos from their recent wedding - (a failed attempt to prove to Conor that we must have a professional photographer at our wedding). Although the photos were beautiful, I fell asleep on the living room floor and missed out on brownie sundaes.

The following morning we went for a drive through New Farm, stopping for brunch at The Little Larder. The four of us shouted out random things Conor and I need to do before we leave Brisbane. We managed to make a list of four things we still need to do in the next four weeks. After getting dropped back at home, Conor and I changed our clothes and got the bikes out of the garage. A long ride was definitely in order - fresh air for our hangovers, exercise for our very full bellies. 

We rode about thirty minutes to a park and sat with our friend Thom while we watched his partner Anika play netball (No, not basketball. Netball.) After the game we rode back into the city and rejoined the two of them for coffee and cannolis. The coffee was terrible. The cannolis were wonderful. 

After another quick shower, Pete and Kirsty were at our door. The four of us headed out on the town in their new pick-up truck. We scored a fabulous park at the Story Bridge Hotel (SBH) and after only a twenty minute wait (and one MT Brewery beer each), were seated in the noisy dining room. Oddly enough, visiting the SBH was on our list of things to do before departing Oz. We had a wonderful meal of oysters Kilpatrick, soup, dips, kangaroo, steak, and a Tasmanian Pinot Noir. I will miss dining on kangaroo. We finished the night with dessert at Free Style - the most overpriced and delicious dessert chain in Brisbane.

At 12:06AM I set my alarm for 5:45. And after a short (six and a half hour) day at work, and a game of frisbee, I am completely exhausted. 

Conor is making dinner. Again. Now that I work afternoons and evenings, it is difficult to find the time and energy to prepare dinner. Conor has done an amazing job over the past few weeks. It should be my turn to cook tonight, but since he looks to be enjoying chopping garlic and onions, I might just sit on the couch and have another bottle of pricey beer.

It's been a while since I have included a recommendation or survey in my post. Here's a fun little diddy Conor enjoys more than most males I know. And Australians enjoy more than Americans. The Nutbush is a dance done to Tina Turner's Nutbush City Limits. Some may call it the unofficial Australian Anthem.

If you love Tina, check out this video:

If you love to line dance, check out this instead: