27.02.07
CNY
We decided to take advantage of all the Chinese New Year celebrations in the city and have a day off – and celebrate our anniversary properly…
We decided to take advantage of all the Chinese New Year celebrations in the city and have a day off – and celebrate our anniversary properly…
I’m sure I’ll get sick of posting pictures soon.. but for now, some more projects.
For our anniversary Haoran requested ‘a dinosaur’… this is what I came up with.
He is also very fat unfortunately (and used up a fair bit of my stuffing supplies). I have offered to fix this – but H has decided he likes him like that. He has been named ‘Diplomat’ … I don’t really know why.
And then, a little something for me.
So.. drum roll please… here is what I’ve really been up to. It’s hasn’t been revealed thus far as it was a gift for a friend whose baby shower was on the weekend – and who also reads this blog.
Our weekend started with dinner at a friend’s place and me being embarrassingly sick. I tempted fate and ate exactly 1/2 a pumpkin scone earlier that day – and the lactose monster got me in the end. Grr… just when I thought maybe I’d grown out of it!
The next morning, I was inspiried to bake. So cinnamon tea cake it was, and we tripped happily off to Dave and Jo’s to see them and their new joint. Moore West is actually alot nicer than I expected. None of the normal closed in stuffy staircases and yukky cooking smells. The apartments are open, airy and very communal – with windows facing inwards to the stairwell, as well as outwards. Their apartment was very sweet and neat, and very obviously bereft of Jo’s usual stacks of craft/kid’s church/other stuff.
Side Note: I am so jealous of people who manage to live neatly so easily!! I mean, our house is clean (hygenically) – but it’s always messy. Stuff ends up on the coffee table, or the dining table, or the floor. It just happens that way! I’m not sure if there’s a magic solution – besides spending 12 hours a day cleaning…
Eeennyway… So we left Jo and Dave’s promising a proper catchup (which never happens at house warmings) and headed off to Darlinghurst for a family birthday dinner. The restaurant we went to (Bill’s) is owned by Bill Granger who has a few recipe books out – one of which we own and I love. It was kinda cute and the food was pretty nice – if a little salty (they put salt in my salad!). Then home – and since I was still awake – I cut out the pattern for my new to-be-announced project.
Sunday was also taken up with said project, plus the usual church gig. Afterwards I confessed my inclination to break our CSIRO diet at the work canteen. So we started thinking of ideas for packed lunch stuffs. We baked together (which was a bit of a first) …rock cakes – H’s with fruit and mine without (I can’t stand dried fruit in food). And they tuned out all yummy and nutty-like! (mine – not H’s)
That’s all.

I keep seeing things like this everywhere..
As we’re getting pretty close to our one year anniversary (no more month-a-versaries for us!). It makes me pretty sad that society has completely lost faith in marriage.
It reminds me of one day last year. One of the guys in my department at work was telling us how it was his ‘divorc-a-versary’. I sat at my desk quietly as he and another divorcee discussed their former wives and divorces – one of which sounded very messy. It happened to be three months to the date since we had been married.
Especially now – as we complete the ‘Big Year 1′ – I wonder what the clincher is that provokes a negative view of marriage. Is it fear that they’ll get bored with the other person, or is it fear that the other person will get bored of them? Is it that people don’t understand that marriage is giving rather than taking? Do they understand it at all? Is it a rebellion against what is expected of them by their family/friends/government?
I’m sad, but not surprised. How can a non-Christian society completely value something that God instituted? It’s completely against the natural idea that ‘I am No. 1′. It restricts, it has rules. It’s now reduced to just a ‘piece of paper’.
Personally I’m so happy that it feels so natural to me. I’m not saying that every moment is peachy, but I just find the whole ‘as long as we both shall live’ thing the most comforting thing in the world. This is possibly due to having a good model in my parents, who are still happily married.
Although it also may be a personality thing. I have never liked change, but have learned to deal with it better over the years. So having a ‘constant’ that I can rely on no matter what, is not a restriction, but a blessing.
I guess the clincher for me is that I understand God’s view of marriage. That it’s a little piece of what God intended the world to be like. That it’s a partnership, that it’s love no matter what (sounds romantic, but that includes the bad stuff too). That it is to mirror God’s relationship with his church.
‘Aight.. nuff of that.
- Making soft toys (yes, I have been dabbling) gives you heeeeuuge knots in your back and neck muscles.
- My sister has/had measles! (who the heck gets measles?)
- A long and busy Sunday makes for a cranky and spaced-out Sarah on Monday morning.
- Guess what? I can’t actually launch myself into a new ministry area as easily as I thought I could. Slow and steady wins the race? … or something.
- Listening to the same sermon three times is not as tedious if your husband is preaching! Also -Â creating sermon powerpoint illustrations is cool
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