Week 42 - Photoboothing & Dinnerdating

Thursday #43 – it was an early start this Thursday as one of us had to wake up at 6.30 to get to uni and the other got to sleep in indefinitely, since Thursday isn’t 1 of the 2 days a week they work.  I said goodbye to DTM and remembered that the downside to living on the northern beaches was having to allow almost 2 hours to get to uni.

Luckily I managed to get there slightly early and had time to scoff down a bacon and egg roll and a juice before clinic.  This Thursday was Foundation Day at uni; a day for celebrating the university’s birthday by getting stupidly drunk.  Sadly The Italian and I were on call (and felt super important telling people that), so despite not having any patients that day, we had to remain within 15 minutes of clinic at all times and getting drunk wasn’t really an option.  We helped out at the clinic’s stall by posing for photos in the photobooth and occasionally letting others in too.  We dazzled The Persian Uniform Police with our singing and earnt the accurate description of "hot mummas who can sing too".  Apparently we were encouraging contact lens appointments but I can’t guarantee our photobooth enthusiasm actually helped achieve that.  Regardless of that, we still somehow managed to walk away with a lollybag for our efforts.

After a rather large lunch we headed back to clinic for more bludging and waiting for 5 o’clock to come around.  Eventually it did and I set off to the city for my dinner date with The Hot One.  Rudely she kept me waiting and I tried to look busy/important/popular hanging on the street corner near central while she trained her way over.  We picked ourselves up a bottle of wine and joined a long queue for Chat Thai.  When we finally got to sit down we were starving and our wine was a little warm.  We sorted ourselves out with an ice bucket and I left the ordering in the capable hands of The Hot One – after all she is of Asian descent so surely she knows best.

After din dins we parted ways as she headed back to where everyone’s new favourite “reality” show is filmed and I headed home to hang with The Bra Boys.  I watched what I thought was the season finale of Grey’s Anatomy and almost threw the remote at the TV when the plane crash didn’t feature.  If I see one more ad for that damn season finale promising me it’s the end for one of those annoying characters and then just another non-ending episode I will be ropable!  No movies or ice-cream and minimal DTM, but posing in photobooths, singing in clinic and dinner dates with The Hot One all make for a very enjoyable Thursday!

Week 41 - Sleeping In & Sleeping On TV

Thursday #42 – this Thursday I enjoyed a bizarre sleep in, waking up just after 10, alone in DTM’s house.  He’d had to head off to work early and since I had the day off I was under strict instructions to go back to sleep and stay as long as I liked.  When I was half-asleep at 7am this sounded reasonable; at 10.30 as I showered and locked up it suddenly seemed very weird to be home alone in someone else’s home – not even Macaulay Culkin had to deal with that one!

When I finally got back to my own home, I made myself some brunch and headed up to bed to watch my favourite 90’s rom com While You Were Sleeping.  For some bizarre reason I was utterly obsessed with this movie as child and had what can only be described as an unhealthy crush on Bill Pullman, who is 34 years my senior.  At one of our many free movies recently, Peter Eyebrows had featured in a trailor and I began to explain to an uninterested DTM how Peter Eyebrows had played the title sleeping role in my fav childhood movie.  He couldn’t have cared less and I can’t be sure I even finished my story but what I do know is this: it made me wanna watch that movie again and it is still just as magical as it was all those years ago.  Bill Pullman’s luscious hair no longer does it for me.  Sandra Bullock’s 90’s fashion suddenly looks ridiculous.  Peter Eyebrows’ eyebrows don’t even seem that bushy anymore.  But when Sandra Bullock’s voice over comes on at the end and tells us “Peter once asked me when I fell in love with Jack. And I told him, "It was while you were sleeping”” – all is forgiven!

When M-Dizzle got home and found me in bed eating chocolate and watching Ringer, I explained my hectic day to her and we both decided she needed to watch While You Were Sleeping.  I was initially worried that my 30 minute synopsis may have spoiled the movie for her but then realised how much I had enjoyed it despite several viewings and am confident that even with my sometimes word-for-word run down, M-Dizzle will still be moved when Bill gives Sandra that snow dome!

I wrapped up my day with Hamish and Andy’s Euro Gap Year and a non-season finale episode of Grey's Anatomy (despite some very misleading previews) and once again returned to bed.  When I wasn’t sleeping, I was in bed watching other people sleep on my TV – it was a super energetic Thursday by all accounts!  No free movies but I did rewatch a classic so that has to count for something!

Week 40 - Homemaking & Teenageing

Thursday #41 – this week DTM and I acted like proper grownups and headed off to the Homemaker Supa Centre to look at furniture.  After already assisting with the heavy lifting side of things when DTM decided to move rooms (and by heavy lifting I mean catching sofa beds as DTM pushed them out the window), I was now being called on to help with the interior decorating.  We knew we would be in good hands because the shopping centre spelt super with an A.

Despite sucking me in with the promise of a bigger bed, we instead found ourselves looking at bigger TVs.  DTM just so happened to have gone to highschool with Mr JB, so we got to talk TV for what felt like an hour.  Plasma, LED, LCD, 3D, panels, PAL, NTSC, sound systems…I could not care less but apparently it was of the utmost importance that DTM sell his current 46 inch TV and upgrade to at least 55 inches (by Saturday night this had turned into “I think I need a 70 inch TV in my room”).  After sussing out the TV options (and as far as I can gather not actually getting any closer to a decision) we started checking out beds.  I smiled awkwardly as the shop staff asked questions about “a wriggly partner” and could feel my cheeks burning up when The Old Dude At Domayne started describing the “lumps and bumps” that ladies have and “that’s what we love about them”.

It was in one of our last shops that DTM stumbled across a reclining lounge with drink holders and an arm rest which lifted up to store remote controls and other essential items.  He tried to justify the ridiculous amount of money it would cost to have a lounge take up his entire bedroom and I tried to be the voice of reason…which was difficult given how awesome the lounge was.  Eventually we left the Supa Centre with no bed, TV or lounge but with the promise of a fancy lunch.

Upon discovering it was raining; DTM decided I didn’t really want to be taken out to lunch in this weather so instead we headed off to Officeworks (which felt very wrong after working for 10 years for the competition) to try out office chairs and get some business cards, before heading home for grilled chicken and veg.  Not exactly what I had envisioned when he’d told me he would take me out somewhere.  After lunch I decided to head back home to pick up some clothes and my laptop and to leave DTM in peace for a couple of hours to “get some work done” and go for a run.

We reconvened later that afternoon and had a beer before heading off to yet another free movie.  We managed to get dinner from 3 different take away venues before heading to the bottle shop to grab some vodka.  Bottle of Smirnoff in hand we swung by 7eleven on the way to the movie for some juice to mix with our vodka.  In case the evening’s activities thus far hadn’t already made us feel like teenagers, we then got our tickets and sat down to watch Katy Perry’s 3D movie.  I know I shouldn’t admit this; but the songs were damn catchy and I almost shed a tear when her marriage to Russell Brand broke down.  Almost.

We got the bus back home and wrapped up yet another Thursday with free movies.  If my weeks continue on like this, I may need to reconsider the title of this blog but I’m not complaining.

Week 39 – Free Movieing & Ice Creaming

Thursday #40 – kicked off this morning by sampling DTM’s first ever attempt at an omelette…which tasted remarkably similar to the one I had made for him the previous morning up at Surfer’s Paradise.  Breakfast done I headed off to The BH&G Fan’s house to pick up some sunnies she had sold for me on ebay and to hang out some washing.  Exciting times.

I headed back to pick up DTM and drive him into Chatswood for a meeting with Centrelink…a proud moment for all involved.  The Cabbie was mortified by this development and refused to acknowledge that his son was now officially a dole bludger.  With his next job search meeting scheduled for 3 months time, I think we’re all hoping DTM will just abuse his transport concession card and not actually need their payments.  I busied myself with a trip to the post office and a cheeky maccas stop while waiting for this Centrelink rubbish to be over and done with.  When it finally was; we got some magnums, headed off to see The Amazing Spiderman and weighed up how we were gonna pay for it.  Did we use the free vouchers DTM had been given for his birthday? Did we use some of the 10 prepaid tickets DTM had bought last week? Did we use the free ticket we each had on our hoyts reward card? No, no and no.  Since all of these would have incurred an upgrade fee for the 3D movie (a massive $3), we instead used DTM’s staff card and crossed our fingers that the fact he hadn’t worked there in 9 months wouldn’t ring any alarm bells.  So far it seems like we got away with it…

A fun-filled trip to Kmart later, we were ready to head home.  DTM forked out $30 for parking and argued that it would’ve been cheaper for him to get a cab.  I insisted it wasn’t my fault that he had offered to pay for parking and that had he not had a meeting to get money off the government for nothing, we wouldn’t have needed to park for over 5 hours anyway.  It was a traumatic drive back to DTM’s as we somehow got lost (an achievement in itself given how ridiculously straightforward it is to get from Chatswood to Forestville) and struggled with torrential rain and peak hour traffic.

When we finally made it home, DTM cooked up his signature dish (chicken and veg) and kicked me out so that he could get some work done.  I headed over to The BH&G Fan’s house to check on my washing and say hi to The Marge.  I finally headed back home to The ‘Bra sometime after 10 and to no one’s surprise, found my entire house sound asleep.  Such party people.  I unpacked my bag from The Gold Coast and headed off to bed; happy that my Thursday had once again involved free movies and ice cream.