It was a beautiful weekend, weather wise. Tress and I slept in a little, and after a quick round of dry cleaning drop offs etc, came back to home pulled coffee and toasts, after which we attacked the garden work. Our friendly app the weatherzone had predicted rain by about 12pm so we didnt waste anytime.
We sort of finished a bit before 1pm, and then gave the little fella a good bath. We rewarded ourselves at Madam Kwong with a late lunch, where we met a couple of old friends from ICC Church. Fancy calling ICC friends that way…
We then went and returned a DVD and I picked up a bean bag. We went home and filled the bag up and I tried it out in front of the telly and promptly went to sleep! A little after 4.30pm we decided to go watch a movie. I had thoroughly had fun with Die Hard 4.0 so the latest edition of this franchise sounded fun. It wasnt to be and it was a complete turkey. So if you’re thinking of giving Bruce Willis another chance with the latest Die Hard offering, save yourself some money, time and pain – avoid this one.
There was no game on with the world cup qualifying games and strangely no AFL games either with season openers all featuring inter-state teams. So we had a quiet night, wondering which church to go to the next morning.
Bridge Church in Doncaster has sort of become the default place for us and there are so many matters to be sorted out in my head that presently, I sort of just gave up, dumped all of them in the “later” category and zoned out. Maybe that’s what helped because the service felt better yesterday. Later, I guess…
Cheng Hsian, Jason and I (and wives of course) then met up in Doncaster for lunch and coffee and had good conversations. We then went home and walked the little fella, before settling down for the new week ahead.
This morning I was just glancing through the Herald Sun and saw this para:
Mr Rudd was given a rockstar reception at a black tie charity event in Queensland, while Ms Gillard hosted an egg hunt with radio shock jock Kyle Sandilands – a man who has fended off accusations of misogyny – as the Easter Bunny.
I wonder how long this crippled and ineffectual government would last. Some are predicting (more in hope I guess) that it would be gone by the time parliament resumes for the budget presentation in May.