Monthly Archives: August 2013

An open letter to every woman I know…

Let me just start by saying this is not and is not meant to be some feminist manifesto. Like everything else I write, it is simply random rantings that are spinning around my mind that I express via this platform (I should probably start a different blog for my random thoughts… but I can’t be bothered.)

After four years of self-imposed singledom, I’m back into the relationship world. In those four years I’ve dated a few guys, but no one serious and never for long. But for two months now I’ve had a boyfriend, the anxiety normally associated with that word is rapidly diminishing. For those of you that know me, you’ll know even two months is a feat… Here’s to eight weeks and counting.

So, a few observations of being back to relationship life have come to light: relationships, like singlehood, have their own set of worries and dramas. When you’re single it’s, ” Why can’t I get a date?” and in a relationship it’s, “When are we going to fit in our weekly date night?” There’s pros and cons to both, but waking up with someone that looks at you first thing in the morning and tells you you’re beautiful is a pretty good bonus to relationship life.

Another observation (and this isn’t just relationship oriented): What’s with women expecting these grand gestures?   Continue reading

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Nine weeks: a recap, real talk and some gratitude

Gracious, I’ve been in Oz nine weeks now…  where does the time go? Because I’m slack and have zero follow through (full confession) I’ve not updated the way I wanted to so this will be a cliff-notes version that hopefully gets expanded on.

                 *(Apologies in advance, this ended up being longer than anticipated.)

RUGBY- Hooligans and Gentlemen playing with oval balls

If you’re a rugby fan, you have to come to Australia in their Fall/Winter. I only followed Rugby Union before I got here, which I still love, but the saturation of Rugby League here is incredible.  There’s Friday night, Saturday night, Sunday afternoon and Monday Night footy of League and Saturday night Union matches. I love that almost any time I have a hankering I can go to a match and have a good time.

My first Rugby League game was Origin One… what a ripper! It was all a girl could ask for, biffo and all. Sadly, NSW lost the series to extend their drought to eight years, but as they say in every sport, “there’s always next year.”

Origin One, 5 June 2013

Origin One, 5 June 2013

Following Origin, my first big, professional Rugby Union game was the British and Irish Lions (donned Welsh Lions this year) vs. Combined Country in Newcastle. Hunter Stadium is an amazing place to watch a match if you get the opportunity. A smaller capacity (est. 28k) and great views from every seat. I was so happy to be able to witness live a Lions match, since they only tour every four years and only hit Australia every 12 – visiting New Zealand and South Africa the other tours. It was fun to watch and a great game to remind me why I love Rugby. The Lions were defeating CC so fiercely that near the 70′ mark when CC almost scored even Lions fans were shouting for the ref to just give them the try as not not be held to nil… at this point there were 50-0 or something. The Lions went on to score again and again and in the final seconds for a final score of 64-0.

We found a Lion pride.

We found a Lion pride.

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