I got up at 5 in the morning a couple of weeks ago and turned on the tv to find out that a tsunami warning had been issued. So I looked around the room and decided that I should probably hurry up and eat breakfast. By the time I finished eating they had downgraded the alert to a "maybe". Then, recently, we had an earthquake off of the coast. Oddly enough about 5 in the morning. I did not have to work so I was still sleeping. Jessica woke up and said it sounded like someone was running down the hall. I thought that I had heard the wind. When I "woke up" I said with my razor sharp wit, "efagle mmmfth" and went back to sleep. That makes 2 earthquakes that I have failed to notice in my lifetime so far. I'm trying for a record of ten. You know there used to be a time when if even the air would change in the room where I was sleeping I would spring fully awake out of bed with a knife in my teeth. (It is a natural reaction to being little and having many brothers) Now a planet's tectonic shift won't wake me. sheesh... I just want to go on the record to say that 5 in the morning is very dangerous so, kids, don't try it at home. And for pity's sake. Someone send me some Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. They don't have them here.....or comic books stores. They do however have great java.... and cute hedgehogs. So I am sure that we could come to some sort of an arrangement.
The dance is the same but the song has changed. Life is a fashion show. You don't know what will come next and how it surprises you when you like it. I am settling in at work. I am starting to have regulars like angry mochaccino guy and Mark the wise baker turned handyman. It reminds me of the scene from Young Frankenstein where he takes the train from America and there is an older couple arguing beside him and when he arrives in Transylvania there is a similar couple having the same argument. People are the same the world over it is just the perspective that changes. It is very amusing to be the one with the accent. Having people asking me where I'm from. So far everyone has been very nice. They don't really like American leadership but they like Americans. Most seem surprised that I've ended up working in Waikanae which is nicknamed "God's waiting room" due to the high population of retirees. Somehow it is not the hip happening place that usually draws the jet setters. Some seem surprised that I came to New Zealand. Somehow it is not the hip happening place that usually draws the jet setters. I've talked with so many people who have left and are living in Australia. There was a news story the other day about the amount of people migrating to Australia. Especially after the government here have pulled their promised tax cuts. I get the professional sort coming through work early in the morning so I get an earful of disgruntlement ....mostly from angry mochaccino guy.
I wonder how Vasco Da Gama felt when he sailed past the bottom of Africa and beheld new heavens. When I stare into the night skies I see a universe completely different than the one I left. Above me I can see the Milky Way and more stars than I have ever seen in my life. The south pole of the earth faces the galactic core and the southern hemisphere is less polluted. This is an astronomer's dream. So while J makes it a point to see every sunset while we live here at the beach I make it a point to look into the night sky. Standing out in the crisp autumn air I listen for the sounds of the crashing surf trying not to fall up (it is a strange phobia of mine I don't understand it either) and occasionally on those special nights between stars and surf goes MMOOOOO the sounds of the mating cows. It IS romantic.
Do not be alarmed if you are having to put your dog in quarantine for a move overseas... EB looked like that even before the move. She is running around the house and around the yard and generally keeping an eye on us to make sure we don't go anywhere.
D is trying to nap, so I won't make him comment. But he's pretty pleased to have his sidekick back...
okay, I've now officially taken a picture of just about everything. the clothes dry so quickly and smell great! I may never buy a dryer. (T - I wear that Life is Good shirt you gave me all the time).
hoping D is getting past the new job blues, though usually it takes a week or so... and he didn't wear sunscreen (somebody nag him about that - he says it's "greasy") so he'll probably have more sun reflected off the counter. A little more left in my work day. he'll be home around 4. tomorrow we pick up EB (the chihuahua), and I think that'll cheer him up a bit.
When I was twenty one a gypsy told me that she didn't see much travel in my future (true story). I thought about that today as I worked. Perhaps one shouldn't ask specific questions to non specific gypsies. Every fiber of my being is railing against working at this early hour. I find my mind running over possible future work scenarios where I could possibly work at night. I can't help it. I'm nocturnal. I seem to be starting from scratch. Today was my first day. Warwick, my boss, and I were working together in our box. It is a coffee cart about the size of those Dominic's of New York carts. The guy from Wellington came yesterday to help setup the machine. He showed me how they do coffee the kiwi way. I have been doing coffee for over ten years and suddenly I know nothing. The coffee is different. The milk is different. I can't even seem to foam anymore and my boss is looking to me to teach him. Well I one of my regular customers gave me a piece of advice some time ago. Fake it till you make it. I guess that is what I have to do. I just hope it is not too obvious. I tend to get really depressed over new situations which is rather stupid because it is a fairly low stress situation. I can't help it. I'm nocturnal and blue. I also got a sunburn while working inside. It reflected off of the steel shelf on an overcast day. That never happens at night. Thanks to everyone who has written. I miss you all. Now that I am working I hope J doesn't get too stir crazy. At least she can walk to the beach. NZ tv cracks me up. They play uncensored movies after 8:00 p.m. over the air like NBC over the air. LOST comes on tonight. woohoo it seems that NZ is just a little behind the U.S. in the episodes. J and I watch the commercials and practice the accent. I'm sure it sounds weird. Like a beach house full of parrots. Well my friends I'm off to seek out chocolate somewhere. I gotta go to bed now. it's about 7:00 o'clock or somethin'.
After training yesterday, D was off for his first full day of work down in Waikanae (pronounced Why Can I) in the darkness of 5:30am . I have no doubt he will have plenty to say about the early hour and the job in general. From the outside it seems to be going well, and they already gave him a raise. I was spoiled having him around all the time though. What a nice month, even if it was crazy finding a home, car, etc...
The little dog comes home in 30 hours! She has gained weight and more fur in her luxurious quarantine quarters (10 ft x 8 ft indoor room attached to the same size outdoor run) up north near Levin. I was worried about whether she would eat... and now I'll have to work at keeping her as healthy looking as she's become in Q.!