I may just quit my job at the power plant and become a full-time stock market guy.

No, I am not going to quit my job, but I am not as in love with it as I once was.

This research subject, which is all new, is pissing me off to no end. Russell, the eternal tool, decided to talk about it at the staff meeting on Friday but gave NO credit to Veronica, Deb or myself for all the materials we have developed. WTF?!?! RAAAAAAAAAAGE!

We also have this Moodle crap that is all done online, not worth a lick for marks and we have to mark it. I have to be here for 8 hours on a Monday with only 4 hours of teaching. Max wants to add a kid to my class this week in research with a major assessment due on Thursday. Can she catch up, he asked? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?!?

I also had my meeting with Russell and that was pointless. I truly felt like he was going to can me at the end of it. I hate that man.

I don't regret taking off on Friday and not telling anyone. Screw you.

During the Easter break, I get to do marking. FABULOUS!

Thing is, I still love this place and my students, for the most part. I have a few new drop kicks. At least I don't have Veronica's classes. She had a Middle Eastern student tell her that he wanted out of her class because she's female! This is something that we often face. So far, fingers and toes crossed, none of my Middle Eastern kids have been offended because I am a working woman. Phew.

G's work is hell too. He comes home angry and pissy and I have to just avoid him for 1/2 an hour (at least) when he gets home. Nice. Aren't we a barrel of fun now? It's affecting us more than we both care to admit. At least I am in therapy, which is proving helpful. I think G could use it too.

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Still no word back from Rhonda, which is just fine with me. Troy got remarried, which I sooooooooo wanna gloat about, but I want nothing from her, so why open that wound?

Had Clare's 40th birthday this weekend and it was a bit crazy. Lots of drinking and people. Hiring a hosueboat when it says it sleeps ten is like expecting a tent to actually sleep 10 people. No. Yes, the boat had room for 10 BUT it would have been better if there had been maybe 6 or 8 people tops. We had fun. I drank too much but at least I did not get as maudlin and stroppy as Clare. Oh she was off her tits and it was not pretty. She was whinging about Alan and he was just inside the boat cabin and heard EVERYTHING she said. When I went in to go to the loo, he looked so so so hurt by all that she was saying. She did say some pretty awful things. She hinted that she might have to dump him if he didn't smarten up.

We played trivia a couple of nights so that was fun. One night, we did Clare trivia which she liked. Alan, her husband, didn't think it would go down well, but she loved it. She is very much an attention whore at times.

I have to admit I felt a few pangs of envy because my husband did NOTHING for my 40th - something I am still bitter about. I know he is not into these things, BUT I ASKED HIM!!!! Nothing. Nada. Not even a cupcake.

I know Clare is upset mostly due to lack of work, but her husband does a lot to keep her happy and to show her that he loves her. She should respect that more. I dunno. I just know how unappreciated I feel most of the time. *shrug* Everyone is different.

We have dinner with them this Wednesday to celebrate her actual birthday. Should be fun!

It was a LOOOOONG weekend with 8 other people around us at all times. I know G is suffering from all the socialising. He hid out for a lot of the weekend, too, either napping or smoking, leaving me to be all social and shit. *sigh*

Sophie is taking her sweet time getting back to me about the Junk trip in HK in July. That's worrying me too. I want that to happen, so I hope she replies soon. I might have to try to call her over the Easter break.

G's birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUSBAND!!! He turned the big 44 today.

I gave him his b'day gift, which was really just paper. It had the printouts of the 2 tix I bought for that music festival. He was shocked. He said that he did not expect that.

We went downstairs and chatted while he smoked. I fessed up that I contacted Mark last month to set this up. I told him of the falling out that Mark and Dave had. He laughed.

Came upstairs and we booked him flights to Melbourne from 14/2 to 19/2. 5 whole days he is going!!!! Leaves on the Thursday near mid-day and returns the Tuesday at noonish. 5 whole days home alone!!! OMG!!! I am possibly more thrilled about this than I should be.

I go away. I am leaving for Laos next week. I want to tour the NT and WA this school hols. He never goes anywhere unless it's with me.

I am so happy he is happy with his gift AND is getting out to spend time with Mark.

Tonight, it's dinner at Breakky Creek Hotel. STEAK! COW! BIG SLABS OF IT!

Mizu in Brisbane Birthday Dinner

My birthday dinner at Mizu in Tenneriffe was pretty damn good. When we got there, the hostess said that we could not order the Wagyu steak, which worried me, as I was sure that was what G was having. I asked if that meant all Wagyu foods were off the menu. She said that there was a Wagyu steak with soy butter on special. SIGN US UP!

After much contemplating, I went with the sushi platter. We had starters as well. OMG YUM! Edamame is possibly my fave food. It was yummy yummy.





Their gyoza was really yummy too. It could have been a bit crisper but it was nice.

We tried the ebi kushi age, which was deep fried prawn balls with a wasabi mayo. YUMMERS! G, who is not a fan of prawns even really enjoyed them!
 

The tempura was nice and light, not too oily, which is good.

G had the Wagyu with soy butter and rice. OMG it was so goddamn yummy. Melt in your mouth beef cooked in possibly the most delicious sauce I have ever had.









 I had the sushi platter. It was HUGE! I always wish that they include more tuna than they do, but that is my preference for the tuna and not so much for salmon. That said, their salmon is good. The rolls were nice and the presentation was fabulous.





We managed to finish it all. BURP!




We even had room for dessert. G had the kuragoma cake, which was a sesame cake and I had the azuki banana chocolate.



It was a good dinner. A bit expensive but really delicious. I would definitely go back there.

Now, now, Homer. Can't strangle the boy on his mother's birthday. Juries hate that.

I would say that overall, this year's birthday was a success!!!

OBAMA WON! YAY! Ok, that was on the 6th November, but since I am ~*~ in the future ~*~, his re-election really messed up mah birthday! How. Rude. :P

G gave me a card, some mind-blowing sex and These. Cute! When I get my car back, I want to put one on my dashboard! His mum gave me a card with money in it. She's learning..... :P Clare and Alan gave me a Pub Trivia. They know me too well....

Dad rang and 'sang' happy birthday to me. That man CAN NOT sing. It's endearing.

G has yet to book me into a Japanese place this weekend, BUT we scored box seats at the cricket this weekend. SCORE!!!!! I really want nice Japanese too.

I'm having yet another BBQ for students Dec 2nd. Why do I DO this?

I have one student who I have to admit I will miss greatly. This kid is AWESOME. He is smart, witty, funny and 'gets it'. I love talking to him.

A very... thoughtful gift... But it's a surprise!

Someone else on my F-list was talking about how it would be nice if her husband did something for her birthday.

I seem to go through this every year. I know I did last year, when I turned 40. G did nothing. I feel like a loser planning my own birthday.

While I know if I do, at least it will get done, I would like to think that my husband gives two shits enough to know me well enough to plan something.

I don't even want a gift. I don't need any more shit in the house. What I need is 30 days of sex and a nice dinner out. I did mention the sex thing and he just laughed. I AM FUCKING SERIOUS!!!!

I feel completely unappreciated. I thought about his gift for a long while, when it became apparent that he was not going to get his own tickets to the festival. I feel that if I send him a list of places I might like to go and let him pick and leave it to him to choose a time/place, I am still doing all of the heavy lifting. He just has to pick a restaurant/time and make a reservation.

PLUS I AM NOT GETTING MY 30 DAYS OF SEX. This once a week thing is bullshit. BULLSHIT.

The irony in all this is that I am not big on surprises (re: MIL's shit gift last year!) and yet, I would like him to do SOMETHING that shows that he knows what I would like. To his credit, he did suggest sushi, which he knows I could live on.

I dunno. I should not be making a big deal of this. I do this to myself every. fucking. year. What's the definition of insanity? ME!

My birthday falls on a Wednesday, so we could/should go to trivia. I also know that Wednesday is my hell day at work and therefore, I am usually too tired to want to really do anything. I wouldn't mind spending my actual B'day with Alan, Clare, Joe and Anna. They're good people.

Last night, I looked at Japanese restaurants in BNE that I would like to try. What do I do? Send G an email outlining the places to go and suggest that he choose one? Pick one and just do what I always do and plan everything myself? Let it go and just be miserable?

I fucking hate this.