Thanks to those people who dressed up H and made him look silly (and do silly things) on Saturday. He had heaps of fun. Plus I got to hear cool stories about how some kid teased him and about streakings etc. I wish I was there… but I guess that would have been a bit wrong. 
To those who 'popped' me, however, a curse on you and your house. 
It's one of those stories you hear people repeat at parties…funny to reminice… but incredibly painful at the time..
So we spent Saturday night at H's parents place after a yummy Chinese New Year dinner. We had planned this to conincide with our need to travel to Nowra the following morning therefore shaving 1/2 an hour off our journey.
I must mention that we were going to Nowra to see my grandfather and in order to sign a particularly important piece of paper that would allow us to get married.
So I start driving and Haoran was exhausted so he told me to keep driving until I saw a sign for a turn off to Wollongong and promptly fell asleep. I kept driving. And driving… and driving. No signs for Wollongong… anywhere. Haoran wakes up an hour later and says 'where are we?'. I looked at him, I looked at the road… I realised that we were nowhere near the coast. In fact we had no idea where we were.
We decided that the best course of action was to drive until we saw signs of life (we were driving past farmland at this point). Eventually we turned up in Moss Vale. At this stage we knew we were way…way off. We went cross country, through Kangaroo Valley, Fitzroy Falls and Berry. It was beautiful scenery however all this time I am getting increasingly stressed, we have this small window of opportunity to see them and my poor grandparents are waiting for us to turn up. Plus the roads we had to take were of the windy cliff-edge variety…. headlines kept flashing through my mind. “Young Couple Dashed on the Cliffs Two Weeks Before they Wed” and similar nonsense.
Anyway we estimate that we took the longest way EVER. Instead of turning up at 12.30… we got there at 2.15. Just in time to swallow a few salad sandwiches whole and sign a bit of paper.
After some time out with a couple of ginger beers by the river (accompanied by about a billion mozzies)we set off home. Driving through Wollongong I said something in passing about my aunty who had just moved back to Australia… 2 minutes later she called and said she was in Wollongong and would we like some couches? We said yes please and can we come round and see them?
And so, a short and pleasant detour and a drive home just in time to catch the last song of the 7pm service. :/
Back at work this week… it's been good considering the last few weeks (save last week) have been spent sitting at home waiting for the phone to ring.
Although it's not a huge change.. instead of sitting at home and doing nothing. I come here, sit at a desk and do nothing. Their company policy seems to be 'appear as if the office is full of hard working people' – which means I get called in just so there's a bum on the empty seat of the person who's sick. Not that I'm complaining – They are paying me .
I also scored a office cubicle which is shoved into a corner… so instead of looking like I'm doing work, I can read my book. I've finally finished the CS Lewis sci-fi trilogy which was very interesting – although the second book gave me nightmares and most of the third book put me to sleep. Today I'm starting 'Life of Pi'. I have no idea what it's about but H gave it to me to read last night. I kinda like not knowing what the book it going to be about before I read it. I always takes ages to pick a book to read or a DVD to watch because I can never make up my mind what mood I'm in. So it's better not to know at all…
I had a dream last night that I had to ride a motorbike. I got ready by putting a plastic bike helmet on… but I woke up before I got to ride it. I hate that.
Haoran is sick. I haven't had to cope with him being sick before. The closest I've gotten was when he had his knee done. Anyway I feel quite helpless and I wish he was well again. 
Meanwhile, he's eating the chilli's from the chilli plant in the backyard in an attempt to get rid of it. I'm not sure how it helps, but he insists…
17 days!!