I’ve already posted twice, but:

I’ve got to get my latest underage crush (sorry Zac) on here.

I’m completely into Australian Idol and even though I’m on a pre-paid phone plan, I’m seriously doubting my ability to withhold voting for my new love, Matt Corby.

Officially part of the Matt Pack!

Grand Final Feeeeevaaaaahhh

Holy Geelong!

Hottie Geelonga Jimmy Bartel.

As you all know by know, I’m an avid Kangaroos supporter (Go Shannon!), but I couldn’t help but get excited about the Grand Final this Saturday.

Aside in Melbourne — or — Mission Statement: Revised

Ok, it’s been a few days, I’ve had a little time to disappear, and I think that’s a good thing. I know I said one of my goals was to write every day, but now I think sometimes you can’t really realize what your goals are until you attempt them.

Yum, apple salad for $12!

I ordered a $12 “Waldorf” salad last night. Apparently, that meant a bowl of sliced apple and some raisins.

Wow. At least it tasted good!

The down low on Brownlow

Every year on the Monday night before the Grand Final, the AFL’s best and fairest gather for the Brownlow Medal ceremony. The medal is granted to the player with the most votes for best player in the league.

For the guys, it’s the culmination of one long, dirty, difficult year of football. For the girls, it’s the culmination of one long, dirty, difficult year of shopping for the perfect dress.

One of the other girlfriends came over and we watched the red carpet special and awards. Let me tell you, it’s way more fun to hear running commentary from people who actually know the girls strutting their stuff. Comments like, “Omigod, Chantelle’s boobs don’t fit in that dress!” are truly priceless. A Geelong player named Jimmy Bartel won the thing, but more importantly, here are my votes for best dressed:

One of my faves. 

My “omigod” moment.

More here.

Pics!

Shut Up And Drive

I’ve always wanted to take a photography class. Actually, at this point, I’d settle for someone showing me how to use the different settings on my camera. All I do is point…and…click. Kind of sad. However, there are some sights beautiful enough to do just that. Just looks good no matter what you do. Observe:

More pix and info about my trip after the jump…

Finding Delta

Aussies luuuurve their pop.

I’ve been here about two weeks, and I can honestly say I have heard Delta Goodrem’s “In This Life” about eight thousand times. I’ve already taken to singing my own words, and have seriously debated going out for karaoke just to sing it. (Not that I could ever hit those notes, but, you know.)

We’re in business!

I activated my checking card today. Isn’t this exciting for everyone? It’s amazing how just having a cell phone and a local bank card can make you feel like a real person again.

Road trip to the Great Ocean Road Saturday!

I like Melbourne, but I’ve got to say the natural beauty of Australia is what I came halfway around the world to see:

Trivia in the burbs

I.Suck.At.Trivia.

I suppose this is why I only play in foreign countries. If, per chance, there is an “easy” question about the US, at least I can answer those and seem somewhat smart. And because some of the questions will inevitably be specific to that country, I’m off the hook a bit.

So, now I can say I’ve done trivia nights in Scotland and Australia, and wholeheartedly sucked at both. Go me! I did enjoy a Carlton “pot” (half a pint) or two, and of course the company of a few upstanding Aussies, which made it a very enjoyable night indeed.