Posts Tagged ‘girls’

CSWA Girls Fundraiser

I got asked to do the graphics for this event.

It’s a movie screening night.

You’re more than welcome to attend. Let me know what you think about the job I did!

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Day 26 : Without them, where would I be?

Day 26- What you think about your friends

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They are unique, they are loved.
They are funny, they are sincere.
They are reliable, they exude beauty.
They are spontaneous, they have integrity.
They are selfless, they are generous.
They are creative, they are smart.
They are caring, I can trust them.
They have amazing hearts.
They are my friends.

I love them very much.

No 1 Way to Capture a Girl’s Heart

Be a cute baby animal.

Not all of our Hen’s weekend was spent chopping wood, watching and cooing over animals and creeping up on Kangaroos.

We went to the beach, climbed some rocks, visited a winery or two, the cheese factory, the chocolate factory and feasted on some amazing fresh food. We watched Disney movies, got Pygmy drunk (ha ha she thought she only had one glass of wine, meanwhile Sarah kept on filling it up), talked R Rated material and then politics.

The highlight was definitely Saturday night fro aroun 11pm till 2am, when a sight never seen before occured.
Ongy and myself strangely were both wearing tight lycra pants under our jarmies, and lycra singlets under our tops.
Best friends think alike much?

So we stripped down, till we were shiny and tight and looked particularly heinous – apparently my shiny silver tights won award for worst item of clothing. All we needed now, was Pygmy in her baggier and less lycra tights, the Bride to be, and some amazingly awesome eighties music. It all started off with some dirty dancing…

“I’ve had the time of my life”

Too many leg kicks to count, too much laughing, some interesting smells.. ha ha.. some towel whipping and thankfully a pygmy who couldn’t put the flash on (YES – No one will ever see).

Oh.. and we also had a feast!

If only it was still the weekend…

Not your average girls…

My best friend is a soccer player, I am a hockey player.
An observer would probably call us” tom boys”, we prefer to call ourselves “well rounded”.

So I mentioned that our house had a fire place, which meant we needed wood. LOTS of it.
Insert suburban girls learning the art of cutting wood. In Sarah’s case a first, in my case – a change from using table saws, band saws and drop saws…

The result – some really good entertainment value.

Our tradition..

Not much longer now, till we fulfill our tradition of going down south for our core group’s HEN”S WEEKEND.

The first one to get hitched was Chantelle almost 3 years ago.
This is the tour of our pad!

Clare, you’re next!!

De-Hermitified

Due to illness, injury and some unfortunate personal circumstances, I found over the last two years I have become a hermit.
Friday nights is traditionally stay at home with Benny and watch movies night. Saturday nights, often the same.

However I have furthered friendships with some pretty amazing people, through sport.
I have been spending a lot of time with some of the girls from my hockey club, namely Bianca and Kirst and they are doing their best to get me back up to speed.. Sometimes three times in one week!

Otherwise it’s the lovely ladies I know from surfing. The likes of Larissa, Amy and Briony.

JUST AS EXCITING, my best friend Sarah has finally flown back from India. It’s good to have her back after nearly three long months.
So good to see her face all the time. Oh and the HUGS!

Next weekend is our traditional Girls Hen’s Weekend down south, as Clare gets married in a few weeks.
Just the original crew, who I have been doing life with, since I moved to Australia.. back when we were all scrawny teenagers.
Clare, Sarah, Chantelle and Jess… It’s going to be amazing!

Clare's Getting Married!

Currently listening to Mgmt - The Youth

Let's KISS her!

The Crew about 7 years ago

My Surfing Girls..

So last week there was a ball, that we decided to attend. It was a red carpet event with the theme being Oscars.
Original right?

I’ve become rather close with some amazing women that I go surfing with regularly.
So we took the opportunity to push aside the wetsuits and bikini’s and tousled wet hair, and glam ourselves up for a night.

For two of them, it was promising to be a night where they might meet their potential husbands. We were looking to it for ages. Amy is good friends with a professional photographer and he asked some of us to come down to the beach before hand for a photo shoot. We should be getting the images in a few weeks time. I can’t wait to see them!

It was an amazingly fun night. All the girls looked stunning. The food was decent. The music was TERRIBLE. Seriously, who hired the dj? The last song i traditionally supposed to be the best song, and everyone gets into it, and dances their heart out before we have to leave, and he puts it on, and it’s some sort of riverdance song that no one has ever heard of, offset with a tacky dance beat.

Despite the terrible music, we ripped it up on the dance floor, and had to swat away the undesirables who were trying to pick us up.
The male talent was definitely lacking, so no husbands were found on the night. ha ha.