A win on the pokies

Hey Gang;

I missed last week's update, probably due in part to my nonchalance at the moment. Still a bit all over the place regarding what my future career should look like. I can't even use the "I'm at a crossroads" cliche - at least then I'd have paths to choose from. No, I need to coin a new saying to enter into the career/life crisis pantheon to describe my current state. Something like "I'm in the salt flats" - everywhere I look there's a big void. I'm not to down about it though, there's just to much to be thankful for to start any hysterics.

Friday night wasn't the usual double header of footy on account of it being a shortened NRL week with the upcoming State-Of-Origin. Irrespective, I still fell asleep by half time.

Saturday was a whole heap of DIY stuff. Actually, my neighbour (a builder) did most of the DIY stuff, i just did some handyman stuff. We've agreed that I'll do some labouring for him if he does some tiling for me. I get a new bathroom and he gets some extra muscle. Pretty good swap I reckon.

Later that afternoon, I broke the news to The Lovely Samantha that I'd secretly booked us into a plush hotel for the night, a cabaret dinner and a spa treatment for her to simply say thanks for being my girl. Chaching! It was like wining the browny points pokies. Lady luck was looking down on us too. Firstly, I found $50 on the footpath and secondly, we literally had ring side seats in this cool burlesque cabaret club which I'd stumbled upon last week (Slide)

The city view I woke up to was certainly different to that which I'd usually wake up to on a Sunday morning, but that same Lovely creature was purring very contentedly right there beside me, just like clockwork. While I razed the complimentary buffet breakfast like an Egyptian pharaoh after 40 days in the desert, Sam was massaged like an Egyptian pharaoh's favoured concubine.

Though we did think about him while away, neither of us missed the boy wonder, and given that his grandma let him watch his Thomas The Tank Engine DVD collection, I strongly doubt he missed us either.

see ya,
Minas.
www.minasaroney.com.au