Hey Gang;

With Mum down for the weekend, I did what any loving son would do - left her to babysit & took The Lovely Samantha to the cinema.

One thing i've noticed about Melbourne, it's their fascination with street parades. There was one last month for the footy grandfinal and one last week for the Cup. They might be a bit kitsch but i'm a big fan and crap weather couldn't even keep us away from the latest one this weekend - The Myer Christmas parade.

In the afternoon, with my work wardrobe showing chronic signs of under investment and over utilisation, I begrudgingly conceded to a some retail therapy. After dinner at Jim's Greek Taverna in Collingwood, i'm already thinking I should have gone with a 36 waist instead of the 34.

On Sunday, while Sam began her next set of face-to-face personal training sessions, Bodhi, Mum and I took a drive out to the country north of Melbourne to the village of Kinglake. You probably remember the black Saturday fires (I do). Every since, I've had this morbid fascination to visit the town at the center of it all.

Another evening trip to the cinema rounded out the weekend. Back in time to watch Mark Webber be the first Australian to come close to winning the F1 championship in over thirty years.

see ya,
Minas.