Love - more than just a bunch of flowers?
Happy Valentines Day all! Today is a day when frazzled guys are obliged to swing by Woolworths on their way home from work to pick up a box of chocolates and a bunch of flowers for their significant other. With Clare still overseas until tomorrow, I'm thankfully off the hook. But it still got me thinking, what exactly do I love??
- A frosty beer after sweating like a trojan
- My shower at home and the feeling of hot water over the back of my neck after a long day
- Mike Bailey, Juanita Phillips and Kerry O'Brien
- How I can research cool medical stuff and get paid for it
- My sister Cass' dancing style and fastidious approach to life
- The freedom and calmness of an open paddock
- Blue gropers (the fish, not the smurf-like perverts)
- The ABC for it left-aligned 'balance'
- Dawn at the beach, but waking up at 9am
- The intelligence and wit of my friends
- LAN parties
- When it absolutely pisses down with rain
- Talking to old people
- The reaction I get whenever I prank call my little sister
- Canberra and its bike paths
- Being on time
- Matt Hayden's confident Test swagger
- That feeling when you've caught your first wave of the summer
- Playing golf badly
- Garlic and chilli prawns
- Oriental lilies
- My best friend Clare
- Working in a strand of PR that has the ability to actually do some good, and isn't limited to fueling the egotism and financial extravagance of large companies
- Top Gun
- My mother's ability to light up a room full of strangers, friends or family
- Jebediah's 'Slightly Odway'
- Glenfiddich on ice, heaps of ice
- Coopers Pale Ale - No additives, no preservatives, Australian made and owned
- Reading about WWII
- Boston Legal
- My super-talented (and cool to hang with) team at work
- Coming home after a shit day to a mate who acts like an idiot to bring you back up
- Yum Cha
- The fact that I've got about 65 summers of cricket and winters of rugby left to enjoy with my mates
- Thinking about my next overseas adventure
- 70's slapp'n bass guitar
- The smell of the paper on a Saturday morning
- To cook when I've got the time, tools and ingredients
- Milk
- The Lord Wolseley Hotel in Pyrmont and the Hollywood Hotel in Surry Hills
- Bad 80's action movies including a bicep-pumping, gun-shooting montage
- Going fishing with my Dad
4 comments:
Great blog belly, mind if i add one or two or many.
- Tooheys New on Tap
- The size of the Schooner glass (compared to other nations beer measures)
- Realising there is always something new to do in London
- When the Australian back line gets it together and everyone forgets about what just happened in the scrum
- links in blog posts
- my 1 NON-sweaty armpit
- Nova Podcasts (good way to keep up with what is going on at home while having a laugh at the same time)
I'm really shocked not to see your love of all things gardening. Do you do it just for love but not of gardening?
Whitnall
Backs are a different breed of man. They're the type of blokes who you see on the dancefloor who have all the moves, but when it comes to the grunt later in the night, a forward is the one who really gets things moving.
Now...just a bit of viagra for the Australian pack...
Angus
I believe the Encyclopedia Britannica may have an answer to your problem of the single sweaty armpit.
Click here.
Or if you're lazy, here's an excerpt: 'In human beings, apocrine glands are concentrated in the underarm and in genital regions; the glands are inactive until they are stimulated by hormonal changes in puberty.'
So it looks like you're just going to have to wait.
Trust me, I'm in Health PR.
Mum
I love being your personal labourer.
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