Stunning Sydney day and where am I?

Inside watching the Olympics!

Happy to report the Kiwis have made it onto the medal table, and with Gold no less … Would never have lived it down if we went home empty handed. I find it amusing that I have been chastised for supporting Australia and funnily enough by Australians – I guess having two allegiances is a bit suspect… However, I am unrepentant.

Yielded to internal pressure to go to church last night. So glad I did, our pastor did not disappoint, delivering another great message. Tonight the preaching is from a very high profile pastor from across town. Should be good to hear him again, he was the first pentecostal pastor I heard who made sense of the Holy Spirit stuff without it being way weird. Not sure I would have ended up in Australia if I hadn’t heard him way back in 1998.

On the home front Bliss and I have been invited to a barbeque for the whole apartment complex down on the front lawn. Not sure if it is in honour of getting together and meeting the neighbours or an invitation for everyone so that no one can complain about the noise… Not sure about going – the evangelical part of me thinks might be a good opportunity to go out into the harvest field – the other part of me feels like I know enough of our neighbours from being able to see in their windows …

Anyway, while I decide I need to go the the laundromat to get the washing back … You would think it would be less trouble to get my machine fixed!!!

I mean, the week – not the Olympics… Really!

I think my favourite web page ever is the administration page for this here blog, a web page no one ever gets to see… Isn’t that bizarre? It’s the little flags that appeal to me, even though I’ve not seen one of those apparently impressive UAE flags (refer to Wibboards) just the prospect of opening the page and having been read on another continent, another nation is just too good!!!

However, I do think it the flags could be improved perhaps by the pomp and ceremony of a round of the appropriate natinonal anthem when a new flag appears. This would not only be of entertainment value but of legitimate educational value as well. (You would be correct in assuming that such an idea has been inspired by the Olympics.)

Pleased to report the Tall Blacks (NZ Basketballers) beat the world No 1’s today… Would never have believed it to be possible –

NZ Olympic medal Tally – G-0 S-0 B-0

Sitting on babies tonight, fortunately, no nappies (James, I don’t sit for the under 3’s any more) Nice to add a bit of dosh to the wallet… Could be a very late night, hopefully they have cable, I mean, I can’t watch the Olympics all night, Thursday TV in Sydney is pretty light on…

Suppose I should get dressed ready to go…

Ok, so Final is a bit …well … final, but it is the end of the day countdown…

My top 10 about the end of the day.

1. A whole evening stretches out before me, like a blank page waiting to be written.
2. The Olympics are on so I don’t feel as though I am wasting the evening by sitting in front of the TV (even if I do sneak a peek at CSI).
3. It is a good 16 hours before I have to be back at work.
4. Lots of lovely people will have updated their blogs for me to read before I turn out the light.
5. At some point I get to climb into bed.
6. I will probably go to sleep (hopefully before 3am, when I finally conked out last night)
7. I can create lots of lovely stuff in the kitchen.
8. I get to eat it.
9. Bliss will be home to talk to, unless she’s asleep (night shift again).
10. I can have a glass of Shiraz and not get told off for drinking on the job. (At this point I am assuming, I don’t know about the on the job stuff from experience or anything…)

Right, 12 minutes to go, what else can I do before I clock off…

Hooray – I am still happy with the rain even though I seem to have lost my umbrella, (it has been that long since I needed one…)

Work continues to be an itch I can’t scratch, I was so jangly today I had to take an hour out at lunchtime to watch the Mens Gymnastic re-runs (I was so frustrated that I am catching Olympic fever… and I was trying SO hard not to!!!! Gah!). For further therapy I came home from work, sat up in bed with the laptop (as I am now in fact) and wrote a 2000 word essay on Biblical ways to cope with frustration, or more specifically the gap between expectation and reality.

Once I have tidied it up I am planning on submitting it to the aforementioned magazine to see if I can get it published too! I think it was Peter McHugh a pastor from Melbourne who wrote a book called “The Creative Power of Frustration”… well here I am! Living proof!!!

By the way, further developments in the behavioural study concerning moving my bed around… I have reverted to sleeping back to the old side of the bed but now sleep on my right hand side rather than the left!! … I think it has something to do with the fact that when I re-made the bed I forgot to move the electric blanket to the other side… This is a good thing, I am getting a handle on the benefits of sleeping more in the middle of the bed! Maybe if I only move the blanket halfway I could really sleep in the middle…. No, hang on, the pillows would be all out of whack… Pillows should be strictly two a side… trying to sleep in the middle would be too confusing….

Oh good grief … I am rambl….. *yawn*