It took us approximately 4 hours after she flew in to crack our first bottle of red. Two more down the hatch & Friday night turned out to be quite the slur-fest. Seedy Saturday soon arrived & we were feeling less than ideal. Alas, we soldiered on & manned up for our planned day out. Brunch, wedding dress fitting, & shopping, followed up with fried chicken & chips is exactly what I would recommend for a hangover cure ladies & gents (if you're into that sort of thing)! Although I did briefly feel the urge to vomit in the fitting room when the dressmaker zipped me up. Classy.
Saturday eve arrived & on went the party frocks & the wonky lippy. Dark lipstick is really unforgiving when you're out of practise! We ventured out into the city & had Mexican tapas + margaritas and we began to warm up. Fast forward to 3am & I had the most irritating blisters on my little toes as we arrived home, alas, we banked a whole heap of brilliant memories & hearty laughs. It was a hoot!
Sloth Sunday reared it's unattractive head faaaaaaar too early & we quickly came to the realisation that we are just not cut out for this shit anymore. After 12 solid hours of ass indentations in the couch, we hit the hay. **So this is why we don't do this anymore huh? Was the general consensus by 8pm. Although some might say we wasted a day, I would say I wouldn't rather morph into a sloth with anyone but Aimee. I will cherish our absolute smack talking for life.
Mopey Monday arrived and it was time to say adios;
This pretty lass has been my shoulder-to-lean-on for nearly a decade now, and let me tell you, it is quite the cosy spot. She is the epitome of a great friend, and I treasure her good, kind nature & sick sense of humour. It was a brilliant weekend, and I simply cannot wait to do it all over again in Bali next year! With a much better view than our patio. And cocktails, and dancing, and day spas. Oh yeeeeah.
Upon Aimee's departure, the rain really started to pour, as if reflecting my gloomy mood. Realisation hit that I hadn't eaten any vegetables all weekend, and my stomach churned at the thought. So whilst the kids were enthralled in Toy Story 3 (bless you Pixar), I whipped up the most delicious Chicken, potato, coriander, capsicum & chickpea curry;
Totally hit the spot, after 4 bowls I definitely would have passed for 6 months pregnant too. Could not get enough. Recipe is as follows;
Ingredients;
1 Chicken breast
1 tin chickpeas
5 potatoes diced (royal blue ones are best)
1 tin coconut milk
2 tins diced toms
Red capsicum
1 onion
2 cloves garlic
1 tablespoon garam masala
1/2 tsp cayenne pepper
2 tbsp curry powder
1 tbsp ground coriander
1 bunch fresh coriander
Method:
Chop up the onion & garlic, sauté in a big saucepan on high. Add in all the spices & the chopped potatoes & sauté for 5 mins. Season with salt & pepper. Add the tinned tomatoes & coconut milk. Turn down to low- medium heat. Cover, and bring to the boil then turn right down to low. Simmer for an hr or so. Meanwhile, fry off the chicken breast for 2 mins then add in to the pan after the hour of simmering. Leave for another hr. Add in the chickpeas & some fresh coriander, season again. Simmer for another half hr. Add in the capsicum & leave for a final half hr. Sauce should be thick & fragrant. Serve with basmati rice & a handful of coriander. Mouth- salivating as we speak.
Last night it dawned on me that Blakes birthday party is next weekend & I am yet to organise a single thing. I plan to plan & then end up blogging instead, I should really stop that. Also on the cards is a hunt for the perfect wedding shoe, some sort of outdoor play area for the kiddies, and exercise (slack is an understatement as of late).
But first; keeping four children alive. That sounds dramatic but in actual fact, daycare is getting easier every day. The kids are really easy- going & the days fly by! Can't say the nappy changing gets easier though....
Happy weird in-between Tuesday folks,
Gem
Thought of the day "1 week til Kathy arrives, and after that I will get serious about this wedding bod"
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