Ahem, May I Have Your Attention Please

Over here....you sir, up in aisle 4, seat 296, put your popcorn down...I have an announcement...

It's Josh's 31st birthday!!!

*Crowd goes wild, some start climbing banisters*.

Seriously honey...and I know you've logged onto my blog today...still in your pj's, hair all sticky-up and all in that very sexy kinda way, to see if I spilled what today is....see there ya go, now you're smiling (even if you're shaking your head at the same time) and thinkin' "Dork-Ass....!"

Happy birthday babe, my absolutely amazing man!

Today is the start of your birthday week and I am going to spend all week spoiling you, showing you how much I love and adore you (as long as I can taunt you and be my usual smartass self too).

Let today be the start of the best year of your life yet. You are everything to me, I can't even begin to express how much you mean to me...but I plan on spending the rest of my life trying.

Love you so much honey *smooch*

Watch Over Me

'When trouble fills my world
you bring me peace
you calm me down
you're my release
when walls come crashing around my feet
you light my way
you're my release

so say you'll watch over me
when i'm in too deep
tell me you'll always be
there to pull me free

when the sun is beating down upon my brow
you are my shade
you cool me down
every time i tried to turn away
you brought me 'round
your humble way

so say you'll watch over me
when i'm in too deep
tell me you'll always be
there to pull me free
there to rescue me

for every time you sheltered me from harm
you showed me truth
kept me warm
every time you left me on the street
i found my way
i found my feet

so say you'll watch over me
when i'm in too deep
tell me you'll always be
there to pull me free
there to rescue me
there to pull me free
there to rescue me' -Bernard Fanning

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'The darkest hour is that before the dawn'

Rolling The Dice

As most of the world knows by now, Steve Irwin died yesterday.

I had just come back from lunch and was working out the back, with the designers, when I overhead the words 'Steve Irwin' and 'stingray' and just general joking around. For quite awhile, I just thought they were joking about the fact that he was stung by an animal he was handling, yet again, and assumed he was fine until I heard one of the girls mention how he has a young family and she felt bad for them, the kids especially. I started to think "oh, does she mean....nahhhhh, no way.....?" and walked to my computer to google for any news and thats when I saw that, yes, he had been killed just an hour before.

So surreal. He's one of those well-known people who, when you find out they've just died, can't fathom it. He really did seem larger then life and just someone that will always be around.

As much as I would roll my eyes when people would find out that I was Australian ,during my overseas ventures, and go "Steve Irwin- Crocodile Hunter!" I feel really sad that he's gone.

Sometimes whilst overseas, I got asked if I knew him. Aussies overseas probably have all been associated with him, as soon as their nationality was confirmed. It was amusing and expected.

He was real. He was who he was, there was no fake shit with or about him and thats why he appealed to people. He lived his life as real and as true as most people wish they could. He did what he loved and was passionate about and poured his whole heart and being into it.

And he died doing what he loved.

What a life well lived.

Goodbye to one of life's genuine, big hearted people.

Why are these people always taken first, while evil, horrible people stick around forever?