Lyric Police

My husband is an official member of the Lyric Police.  I am constantly getting lyric fines. Nick doesn't understand how it is possible that I can get the lyrics to songs so wrong.

Maybe it's cause I don't sit on the internet and find out what the real lyrics are. Anyway I happen to think that sometimes my lyrics are way better than the original...or at least funnier.

What are your best and worst incorrect lyrics. Here are some of my classics.

ACDC - Dirty Deeds, Done Dirt Cheap

Mel Lyrics - Dirty deeds, Thunder Sheep

Yeah so I thought this song was about doing bad things to sheep, cue aussies taking the piss out of me as a kiwi.

Ini Kamoze - Here Comes the Hotstepper

Mel Lyrics - Here comes the hotstepper, I'm the leprechaun gangsta

Picture it, whats cooler than a mini ginger gangsta

Skrillex - Bangarang

Mel Lyrics - Laser Rays (instead of Bangarang)

Yes I did know the song is called Bangarang, but I thought those lyrics were right and that's why there were so many shooting laser gun sound effects.  I would even pull out my air guns and shoot my laser rays around the room.

And it's not just me, recently on Triple J a guy called in saying he thought the lyrics to the new Calvin Harris song, Sweet Nothing was: "You're giving me sexy gherkin" I definitely prefer this version when I play the song.

What are your favourite wrong song lyrics? Tell me you have some are you're not a member of the Lyric Police...

Katchafire - On The Road Tour

I live in Mackay, it's a small regional mining town in Queensland.  A place, where nothing really exciting ever happens. So when a kiwi mate posted that Katchafire was coming to Mackay I didn't really believe it. Seriously Katchafire, in Mackay??

Turns out that Mackay has a large Kiwi contigent, alot of Maori people.  It was also held at the MECC (one of the biggest venues in Mackay) and I was a little worried, that maybe it would be too large, even though I fully understand the awesomeness of this great kiwi reggae band.

So I bought ticket for Nick and I and their latest album and last Thursday I took my heavily preggo self to the concert.

Katchafire themselves were amazing as always, the sweet crooning of their five current vocalists, the swaying jazz sax from Jamey Fergusson and bongo beats from Leon Davey. Just had you immersed in that relaxed reggae vibe that is quintessentially Kiwi.

The only downside was the way that the event was setup. 10 metres of dancing room and then about 40 rows of seating. A small group of people could get ridiculously close to band and have their sweet head bopping on, but you'd then turn around to see a few hundred people just sitting there. Then further back another dancing space with tables, meant that usually sweaty atmosphere that a live gig provided felt detached and a little lonely. To be honest I was enjoying the extra room to shake my oversized booty but it was a little disappointed in the setup.

We even got to meet and take a photo with Jamey Fergusson afterwards where my darling, slightly drunken husband tried to get him to sign "his son" (still currently in my belly), "Yeah right" I screamed "Keep that vivid away from me"

I still claim that Revival is one of my favourite all time albums. I know that words to EVERY SONG. But check out some of singles from their latest - On the Road.

Get Your Groove On Friday - Part 2

I'm totally smitten on this song right now. Love it. Love the beat.  It does talk alot about titties.

Frank Ocean - Lost

Feel Inside (And Stuff Like That)

Flight of the Concords recently went to a local primary school and asked the local school children to help them write the lyrics for a charity number for Cure Kids.

Check out the interview and the song, then go on itunes and by it.  It's hilarious and a great reason to put your cash monies towards helping the kids.

Just Give the Girl Some Cake

Image from http://www.belindajaya.com

People keep asking me if I have been getting any cravings.  It's actually a really common question for a pregnant woman, along with, it is a boy or a girl, do you have a name yet?

Up until recently the answer was no, when Nick kindly pointed out that all I ever seem to want to eat was cake. It started with a visit to some friends, the boys were busy talking about sport, I made an excuse that I was going to feed the dogs (which I was) and made a slight detour to a local coffee shop. I bought a $7 romantic novel, a piece of black forest gateau and coffee and sat there for an hour, by myself, eating cake.  It was a really good feeling, doing something just for me, plus with all those chocolate induced endorphins floating around in my bloodstream I felt incredibly satisfied.

Since then it's become an addiction, I'll drive to the local cheesecake shop and buy a single slice, the IGA for cupcake.  Even this weekend when faced with watching five hours of back to back sporting events, I guilted Nick to taking me for a "coffee date" just so I could have some cheese cake.

Typically a chips and dip rather than chocolate girl, its strange to have a sudden sweet tooth. Thank god for my dogs and their constant need to be walked or my ass would be growing to olympic proportions.

Last night I asked Nick how long we had been married for, "Six months on the 10th" he said. "We should do something" I replied.  "Sounds good, what did you want to do?" it was seriously the easiest decision I had ever made. "Let's get a cake".

Here is the Line. And You Have Just Crossed It

Image from Guardian.co.uk

Do you have a line, a line that you would never liked crossed?

I do. It's a big one, it's utterly important to me although you might think it's not that bad, but the thought of people crossing it, makes me want to vomit.

My Line: Other people using my roll-on deodorant

It all started when a friend explained that body odour is bacteria festering under your pitts. And when you use a roll-on, this bacteria transfers onto the roll and into your deodorant. She even went on to explain that by others using your roll-on that their "stink" will become yours.  The thought sickened me.  I mean body odour is along the same line as farts (our own never smells as bad as someone elses). The thought of that smell, on my body gives me the heebie jeebies.

I have a friend (Zen if you know her) that is well aware of my line and loves to torment with it. If she's a little smelly and needs a hand she has no qualms but to grab my deodorant.  She doesn't even do it sneakily these days. She will call me into the room, look me straight in the eye and tell me, "I know you hate this but I am going to do it anyway." Life stutters into slow motion as I race towards her while she slowly brings the roll up to her pitts. And with one swipe I am defeated... Usually resulting in a tantrum of me going on about how I can't believe she just did that. Now what am I going to do!

The end result, a roll-on in the bin and the biggest smile from Zen's lips. Why? Cause that's what best friends are for. To make fun of your stupid overreactions and weirdness. Does she have a line, probably? Do I ever cross it, well seeing I don't even know what it is, I bet I have...

I guess that's what true love is all about.

Medalling in Mediocre

Image taken from http://soschicagoland.com

Are you guys Olympic Crazy??

I know I am. For the last 10 days, it has been all olympics all the time.

I love watching the athletes, watching them reaching their goals, competing against the worlds best and knowing that they have been working their butts off for the last 4 years or even more to reach where they are now.

It also has made me realise that I have reached an age, where I doubt I am going to represent New Zealand on the sporting stage, or create some amazing new product that will make me millions. I am set for a life far more mediocre and it wasn't until now that I realised just how important I am.

If it wasn't for ordinary people like me, then our Olympic athletes could not rise to the level of extraordinary.   The thought made me feel a little warm inside. Yep thats right, I help put things in perspective. We can't all be child prodigies or Web millionaires, because then no one would be special.

I medal in mediocre, in fact I reckon I would get a gold.

As for my yet to be born son, now I can imagine the greatest for him. A future All Black? A Nobel Prize winner or Rhodes Scholar? To be honest he could be anything he wants, as long as he doesn't walk in my door and tell him he has just been selected for the Wallabies... Vomit

When Did This Happen?

Last week there was a big change to our financial situation (hopefully only temporary) and last night I spent the evening redoing out budget.  I took a look at this budget and said to myself, this is going to be HARD.

I won't give you the details but our income has dropped by about half. At first glance I thought this was a tragedy, I started sweating, I started contemplating sleepless nights and my already deep frowns lines becoming crevases in my face. 

Then I had a flash back, of my uni days. When I had $10 in my pocket and no food for the week. Instead of freaking out then, I calmly walked to the supermarket and lugged back a 10kg bag of potatoes and ate that for the next 7 days. Mashed potatoes, boiled potatoes, fried potatoes (don't get me started on the million ways to cook potatoes). Although not nutritionally good for me it was easily doable. And back then I just laughed in the face of adversity and was stoked when I found $2 down the side of the couch and could by an instant pasta snack to mix in with my mash.

Our halved income is alot more than that $10, in fact we aren't even struggling. I am just being a sook, in fact there are people in the world who have real money issues and here I am freaking out because I may have to become accustomed to a less extravagant lifestyle. Slowly while our incomes have increased over the last six years, I have become a woman with champagne tastes. We would easily, fly to Brisbane to watch a concert, never say no to an invite, take money out of our account to spend on a night out and not blink an eyelid.  It happened so gradually that I didn't even notice that I have been frivilously spending our money without realising. Things needs to change.

I went through our budget and took a look at what I was spending to find some cost cutters.  Below is a list of things that I did to cut down our costs, well mainly mine. Nick seriously doesn't spend money on anything, I'm the one with the spending issue.

1. Go through your insurances and current utility bills. Can you find a better deal with someone else? Do you really need half a mill life insurance? I cut our life insurance from 500k to enough to pay back the mortgage. Changed our phone and internet plan and made quite a few decent savings.
   
   Saving per month: $105
2. Cancelled my gym membership.  Last year a bought a couple of workout DVDs for home. I either walk outside or do yoga at home in the spare room downstairs and yet I was paying for the gym in case I wanted to go to a pump class, which by the way I never did.
   
   Saving per month: $75.83
3. Stop buying clothes.  This one is pretty hard for me at the moment because as my baby gut gets bigger, I'm finding less and less that I actually fit into, but why buy a $200 pair of jeans when I can buy one for $20. yes they will wear out in a year or so and I'll have to buy another pair but who cares, for now they will do. 
   
   Also when was the last time you went right through your wardrobe, pulled everything out of your drawers and took a look at what you have? I do it quite frequently and throw out things I haven't worn in 6 months. It makes you realise, you do have heaps of clothes, I do not need the new dress.
   
   Savings per month: $180 by buying the cheap pair of jeans.
4. Downgrading my hair products.  I spend alot on my hair, Alot. Like $100 a pop on shampoo and conditioner, it actually disgusts me to say that and I don't usually tell people. Once my products run out, I'm going back to supermarket grade stuff.  And instead of getting the foils redone quite regulalry, my hairdresser just advised me to come in for a toner touchup instead.  This will lengthen the times between getting it done properly and make the dreaded regrowth more manageable.
   
   Savings per month: $45 a month
5. Buy less processed food.  Did you know that the processed foods are all the expensives ones?  If you stick to fresh meats, vegetables, fruit, diary, bread and less processed cereals (e.g. weetbix), you can save a bundle on your food bill. Biscuits, chips, sugary cereals, processed dessert, frozen foods cost at least $4-8 a pop. Cut these out and your food bill will plummet.
   
   Savings per month: approx $200 a month
6. This is my biggest piece of advice and one that I still find hard to follow but always works when I do.  Give yourself spending money at a set amount, go to the ATM and withdraw the cash.  Then put your card away somewhere safe.  Whenever I spend on my card, I always go over my spending money! When I have cash in my hand and I see that I only have $20 left I will put the chocolate bar down. Well most of the time. But at least I can see where it is all going and what I have left in realtime. Instead of finding, when I next check my bank balance, that I "accidently" spent half of my savings for the month.
   
   Savings per month: Totally depends on how crazy I get with my card

Saving money doesn't naturally to me, but you can do it, if you want to. So do you want to?  Then try some of my tips. Do you have some of your own that you want to share, cause I am definitely down for finding some good money savings advice. Let me know, leave a comment, tell me your tips.

Disclaimer: If these tips don't work for you, don't blame me. This is just what I have found helped me in my life. Is this enough of a disclaimer so that I'm not legally responsible for making your bankrupt by listening to my advice???

Get Your Groove On Friday - 1

My song of the moment??

212 by Azealia Banks, beware if you have delicate ears, this song has explicit lyrics and drops the C bomb quite frequently

Nightmare Travel

Everyone has an experience travelling that includes delayed and cancelled flights.  Our recent trip to Melbourne involved quite a doozy.  So this is what happened

7:30am - called taxi company booked taxi. After 20mins called back.  They said we werent there at Ready St.  Um sorry mate but I said Moody and I spelt it out for you. Were you listening?? By this time we have 10mins to get to the airport.

8:00am - NO taxi has arrived. We have no time, jump in car and speed race safely to airport to park our car there for the duration of our trip (6 days). Thank you taxi company you Aholes.

8:30am - checked into flight and find out its delayed by 1.5 hours. No worries, this happens all the time at Mackay airport, in fact I dont think we have ever left on time.

10:00am -  flight delayed to 11:40 started to get pretty frustrated, then BAM another flight on Jetstar is cancelled, something about bad weather, we look outside its cloudy, no rain. Seriously what bad weather??

11:00 - 3 more flights have been cancelled, apparently no one can fly into Mackay Airport due to low lying cloud, by this time Nick has changed our connecting flight 3 times AND taken the car back home and gotten a taxi back.

11:40 - supposed to have flown out, no notices, no announcements we sit there patiently and nothing happens

12:30 - I look up at the screen, there have been no announcements at all, the airport is in chaos, there is a queue of over 60 people trying to reschedule flights. Our flight get cancelled. Line up in the queue with all the other plebs.

This is the part where everything gets interesting and everyone gets airports rage.  There are only 4 people attending the desks and the person who is supposed to be helping us, keeps pissing off. A group of about 40 of us, all agitated are standing in a line, we tell the guys what we want he says yes then pisses off again, everyone is in a bit of panic, all we want is information. But no one is making eye contact, they are avoiding us like the plague.

A woman next to me, says, we could try flying out of Moranbah or Rockhampton, they advise if we make our own way there they can change our flights, we say great, can we do that then... he disappears again...and doesnt return for another 20mins when he comes back with nothing. BASTARD.

Nick attempts to get a rental car to drive to Rocky or the Bah. There are none left.

1:00pm - If we had left on our original flight we would have arrived in Melbourne right now.  Somehow after waiting 30mins on the phone, Nick has managed to reschedule out flight out of Moranbah instead. its a 2 and a half hour drive, we have 3 hours to get home get our car and get there. I've never felt so flustered!

3:15pm - Arrive in Moranbah to hear that our flight has been delayed by 3 hours. Flights scheduled after ours come in first. Seriously cant they put me on one of those instead. Nick reschedules our connecing flight another 3 times. I currently have 20 boarding passes from missed flights in my handbag.

8pm - Arrive in Melbourne and have missed our flight, I ask Nick, "What do you reckon happened to our luggage?" we go to the luggage area, no luggage comes out. Oh god.

Nick talks to the luggage service area while I go to the qantas desk to rebook our Melbourne flights. The service desk is closed, but the man is still there. I am only 2 mins past the closing time. He said its too late and hes going home. That's it for me I break down and cry in the airport, people look at me weird. I dont care. A man from the Qantas Valet services comes out and says, if I go back through security there is a sales desk on that side that can help me.

8:20pm -  Head back to Nick and we hear the one good piece of news for the day. Our connecting flight was delayed. It now flies out at 10pm, we haven't missed it and that is where our luggage has gone.

10:00pm - Board the flight to Melbourne

12:30am - Arrive in Melbourne

3:00am - Go to bed after spending two hours laughing about the whole situation with our friends who are glad that we have finally arrived.

It's funny how after all that and a mental breakdown in the airport as soon as you arrive. Get hugs from your best friends and finally go to bed you realise, yes it's been a crap day but now that I am finally here you can't wipe the stupid grin off my face.

Youth In Trouble

I might be bias but I have been waiting a long time to hear the follow up album to Apocalypso.  The Presets never disappoints me.  Check out their single "Youth In Trouble" from their new album "Pacifica" coming out September 14th. Eeeek.

Favie part 5:15 oh yes please. Use this to get amped up for the weekend! I know I will.

A Good Skype Sesh

I talk alot.....

But I hate talking on the phone, I'm that person that people will call and I just wont answer my phone cause then I have to talk to them. So after a while, people stop ringing.  There are a few people that I talk too.

Big J - she is the ONLY exception to this rule

And all those tricky people who get me with unknown or blocked numbers. Usually if I dont know the number I won't answer it either, so you have to get me at a really weak time for a phone pickup.

Then along came skype.  I didnt really get into skype sessions until I went to visit my 80+ grandparents who were skyping their family all around the world. Shit, if they can do it surely I can too right.

Skype gets rid of the awkwardness that I feel when not having a face to face conversation, on the phone you miss all those visual queues you get from a real conversation. Skype brings them all back.

Skype sessions rule and you dont have to talk the whole time. You can show people your cat's ass (like westy and coppo do all the time, I think they have a cat ass fascination) or pull faces, or show them around your pad.

In a world when we all seem to have aour faces stuck to our stupid smartphones, its nice to be able to have some face time with your buddies who dont live where you do.

Blogs I LOVE

I know quite a few people that write blogs and I read them quite regularly.  Below is a list of each of them and the reason why I love them.


Master Mouse Patrol
http://www.mastermousepatrol.com/

The blog that started it all for me.  A collection of hilariously funny writers, they share about music, fashion, food, anything really.  My favourites are social experiments and the lookalike editions, plus anything written by Le Flanneur. Although they don't post as regularly as they used to, which makes me sad, there is a shit load of old content worth going back and looking at.

Glitter and Twisted
http://glitter-and-twisted.blogspot.com.au/

Written by Gemma Toogood, this blog is about a kiwi chick living in Sydney and all the wonderfully funny things shes gets up to. I sometimes feel like Gemma is my subconcious talking and have found myself thinking or doing that same sorts of things that she does.

The Blushing Teacup
http://theblushingteacup.blogspot.com.au/

Stacey Hills takes you on a wonderful vintage and high tea adventure. Filled with all things vintage, recipes, purchases and her graphic design talents are showcased on this site.  Plus shes part of a newly formed crochet group.  How cool is that!

Pom and Beanie
http://pomandbeanie.wordpress.com/

Pom (Lucy) and Beanie (Swinnas) are teaching me how to be cool. They love all things music/food/fashion and they are two different writers, but with so much in common and both an innate sense of style and musical experimentation.  They are currently travelling round the world, so I am looking forward to the time when they can both jump back onto their bloggin wagon.

Screw It Let's Go
http://www.screwitletsgo.com/

Marie is about to sell all her crap and go on a worldwide advetnure with her boyfriend. its a really brave thing to do and seriously I've accumulated so much crap its understandable.  Plus shes a really good writer and funny to boot. Definitley worth following this mammoth road trip.

Chews One
http://chewsone.tumblr.com/

This blog is about everything that goes through Fils mind. It seriously is for all things boy-related, and he has a seriously dry but hilarious sense of humour. My particular fav posts are those star wars related, and about his cats.  Plus this man seriously has one of the best music collections I have ever seen in my life. He knows what he is talking about.

So This is What Crazy Looks Like Via Txt

Just another forward I got at work today. However this one was actually hilarious.

I don't care if its real or not, but it makes those slightly single white female moments I may have had in my single days seem mild in comparison.

All Day Sickness

For those that don't know I am pregnant.

If you have seen this movie. I feel just like Elizabeth Banks (taken from "What to Expect When You're Expecting")

And you know what, it's all a giant consipiracy by all the women that you know who already have kids. They tell you its great and I know that it's different for everyone but no one tells you about the downsides of pregnancy.  And as for upsides, well I haven't seen any yet.

Once you are already knocked up (and there is no turning back) I guess you graduate to the Mum club and the horrible horrible truth comes out. When I asked Big J why she didn't tell me about all these terrible things she blatantly said, "Because I want to have grandchildren and if I told you the truth you may not have given them to me.". So maybe it's all part of an evolutionary protection device by women so that we can continue to procreate and populate the world with snotty nosed sprogs.

Ok, so it's not all doom and gloom and I'll get one of those snotty things to call my very own at the end of it. But basically it feels like you are constantly hungover. And I'm talking about constantly. But you don't get any of the fun drunken times with your mates beforehand.

I swore to myself that I would never do that to my body ever again since I left university and realised that life is alot easier to deal with when your not constantly in a alcohol induced second day haze. Then BAM, up the duff, at work and pretending that there is nothing wrong with me, whilst just looking at someone's face makes me want to leap for the nearest rubbish bin.

Im at 15 weeks now and it should start to get better. I freaking hope it does,unless I'm one of those unlucky women that gets it the whole way through. How they could ever have children again I have no idea...

And Karise Wins



taken from the Voice - ninemsn.com.au

Just in case you weren't with the other two million people watching the voice on Monday night.

KARISE EDEN WON!

I'm stoked, everytime she sang she gave me both arm and leg goosebumps.

Note:
No goosebumps = average
Leg goosebumps = amazing
Arm and leg goosebumps = mind blowing

So to see her win last night topped off a great season,

Now I have to find something else to do with my Monday nights..Woe is me.

Are you an adult yet?

Yesterday I booked flights for a friend's wedding. My instant gut reaction is to book the cheapest flight I could find, no matter if it leaves at 6:40am in the morning or arrives at 2:30am the next day. Nick is constantly complaining that I book the worst flights cause I'm such a tight arse.

Today I did the unthinkable, I booked a flight because it left at 8:45am and arrived at the reasonable hour of 2:15pm.  An easy wakeup time, a good arrival and $126 more expensive that the original flight I only just stopped myself from buying.  Today I think I finally became an adult.

I looked at that extra $126 and thought to myself, that's 12 bottles of wine I could of bought. Yes I measure things by wine. Cheap wine.

Whenever Big J (my Mum) talks about adults I shriek, "I'm not an adult yet!", when the sad reality is I am nearly 29, so yes Melanie, I think maybe you are an adult.

But seriously think about it, what is it that makes you an adult? At what point does your brain tick over and say, "Yes you are a mature responsible adult". Is it a mortgage? Kids? A particular age? Or a set of actions? Or a mindset?

I think its a mindset, or maybe, the day when I stop measuring monetary amounts by the bottles of clearskin wine I can buy. If that is the case, then I am not quite there yet...

Collateral Damage

image from bowlingshebogan.com 

Every day I spend my time trying to help people fix their IT problems. Sometimes there are days, when the solution creates a range of issues all on its own. Or a user loses all of their work from the day (usually due to the fact they didn't save it).

When things like that happen you feel like shit. You understand that they may have lost a days worth of emails but the reality is (and if they knew how to fix computers themselves) that what you did had to be done to get the primary issue fixed. Everything you have lost is unfortunately collateral damage.

It's worse when you see them call back, know they hear your voice and hang up on you. I get why your angry.

It's days like these when you take a look at yourself, tell yourself what's done is done. Now suck it up like a big girl and get on with your day.

10 things I have in common with Nina

I am a massive fan of Offspring the tv show on channel ten. I watch it religiously, because it makes me laugh and it makes me cry.

Nina Proudman Channel ten's - Offspring

On Wednesday's episode I nearly peed my pants it was the funniest scene I have ever seen and I couldn't help but scream out, it's funny cause it's true.

So hear are 6 things that happened on the episode which have all unfortunately happened to me.

1. Nina wakes up naked and dying for water when she realises that she has no idea where she is.  Yes I have been in this predicament before, if you haven't lucky you, you can take your saintly goodness and sit far away from me
2. Nina having an awkward breakfast moment with an almost stranger when they tell you, No we didnt have sex you were way too smashed for that, you did however...insert crying story. vERY EMBARRASSING STORY. Lets leave it there.
3. Flash to Nina sitting at her home looking for something to eat.  She finds crackers and after shovelling 4 into her mouth. She realises the crackers are absorbing every droplet of much needed water in her mouth resulting in a spray exploding into the air.  If you haven't done this during the night of being drunk or the next day, then you are lucky. I wouldn't wish this rookie mistake on anyone.
4. Flash to Nina being taken to her door by nice samaritan (Adam), she can't find her keys. She lies says she has them and nice person drives off. Adam returns knowing that she is lying and immediately she dives into a sparse tree next to her door. Adam: "Ummm I can see you??"
   I've actually done this before but the nice samaritan was a cop and it wasn't my house. They did however give me a lift home and didn't tell my parents. They wouldn't stop at MacDonalds.
5. Nina walking into the 7eleven on the corner of Johnston and Brunswick only to walk straight out as the lights were too bright for her delicate bloodshot drunk eyes. Both Stick and I cried with laughter at this, as we have done the same thing in that same exact 7eleven.  I'm pretty sure its a conspiracy to keep riff raff out of their shop in the early hours of the morning. If you are brave enough the blue powerade and mrs mac super sausage rolls are worth it.
6. Flashback to Nina paying $185 for a bowl of Soup. She says, keep it, it's a donation.  At 4am when you can only find one place open, those hot chips are worth the $20 tip you give them.

I think it was nice to see someone on TV who is really really drunk and isn't portrayed as an alcoholic or end up getting their stomach pumped. People get irresponsibly drunk sometimes. It happens, it's life and yes there are alot of things that you wake up in the morning regretting but it also gives you something funny to talk about with your girlfriends the next day.

If you want to check out the episode, go to the Channel ten website where you can watch the episode

Return of the Boy Band

Has anyone noticed the latest resurgence of Boy Bands all over the world?

The other night I was watching the Diamond Jubilee Concert when JLC came onto the screen. Who the F are JLS?  They slow walked in time with the beat, four guys all in unison. I said to myself, ew they are doing that small amounts of colour coordination on each of their outfits thing.  They had slicked back hair and each one had their own "personality/syle".  Once their high pitched harmonies and lame love song lyrics pumped my ear drums I realised. Oh God a boy band!


JLS Diamond Jubilee Concert - Source: Bauer Griffin


They aren't the only ones either, One Direction, The Wanted, boy bands are back with a vengence. With tweenage quiver inducing lyrics like, "The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed". I really don't get the late night stake outs, the teenage girl hordes crying over the prospect of viewing one of their favourite idols.

That was until I read that a friend was going to see the Backstreet Boys concert.  Flashbacks of me in my room practise kissing my BB poster. Dreaming of running away with Kevin, the strong brooding type. Pretty boys like Nick Carter never did it for me.  Nights I spent pressing rewind on my VHS so I could learn all the words to "As Long As You Love Me" or the dance moves to "Everybody".  So yeah maybe I do understand the appeal.

So heres a flash back from the past peeps.  Do you know all the words? I do.

Happy Jealous

I am a mean evil bitch at times.  But I also think that I can be a really good friend as well.

Until I get a case of happy jealous.

Do you know what I am talking? Let me explain.

Friend A just (insert item or life experience that I want here).  I am very very happy for my friend, truly.  But I am also jealous. I want the thing the have, the life they lead, the job they do or travel they have done. I then spiral for all of about 5 minutes on how my life could have been if it was just like theirs instead of mine.

Then after a pause it's over.

It's really weird and it's not something that you share with your friends ever because how you would feel if this happened.

"Hey Mouse, guess what we are having a baby!"
"Wow that's great. I am so happy for you, but I am incredibly jealous, I wish I was having a kid instead."

What the?!?! Who would say that out loud. Definitely not me....out loud. 

I do have one friend that I have explained the whole concept of happy jealous too and she totally agrees.  Fantastic! I'm not the only self-centred sicko in the world.  "I am so happy for you, well happy jealous"

Now you are really going to hate me.

Because not only do I get happy jealous, but having friends that are happy jealous of me, is one of the greatest feelings ever...

Musical Snob or Slut

Are you a musical snob or a musical slut?

I am a musical slut. I love all types of music, really all types of music, so much so that you will find me one minute cranking System of a Down and then playing Katy Perry. I am only a little ashamed of my musical choices but really anything with a great beat that makes me feel good, and that's all it takes to make me fall in love.

I have quite a few musical snob friends, you know the ones that will never listen to a top forty beat and worst nightmare would be sitting in a Delta Goodrem concert.  But these people are here to help the world get experimental with their musical taste. Pushing you out of your little music box and introducing you to things that cool people listen to before the bands themselves become cool.

So which one are you, a snob or a slut, can you be both snobbish and slutty?  I personally think everyone should slut it up and share the music love.

So my favourite song at the moment.  Do it like that by Ricki-Lee. I'm pretty sure I just heard my musical snob friends shudder. Who cares. Sit back and watch her dance around in her undies. I will be doing the same to this song this weekend.

Putting Myself On An Orange Ban

Like most girls I love to shop, but what I love to shop for are dresses. It wasn't until the last five years that I have embraced the dress. 

You see before this I was the ultimate tom-boy, so much so, that when my mother took me on a shopping trip when I was 15 and asked what I would like to wear to a school dance, I requested a pair of Adidas tear-aways and an Umbro soccer top. I seriously thought I was the coolest person there, with my long corn row braids, I was channelling Left-eye from TLC (well that's what I thought), while other girls flounced around me in their dresses or cute summer tops.

Image from A Matter of Style: DIY Fashion Blog

Times however, have changed, and even after a extensive wardrobe clean up I still have around 20 dresses in my cupboard.  Out of all of those dresses 6 of them are orange. Orange isn't exactly the most flattering of colours but I love it.  I have orange dresses, tops and jewellery.
So because of this I have recently put myself on an orange ban.  Do you ever have to do this, put yourself on a colour ban? Before orange it was purple, and before purple is was green. So as you can see I'm heading towards a full rainbow here.

As orange was my colour of 2011 what will be in my colour destiny for 2012.  And what will I have to ban myself from buying next.

A Sad Time for Disco

In the last few day two great Disco legends have passed.  Donna Summer and Robin Gibb.

It's a sad time for Disco, but when times like these happen I find it's always better to look back on the good times then to dwell on the sad.

So hope this helps everyone shake their Monday-itis and brighten your day.

Carmen Smith Dumped

That's right people, I watch the voice and I'm not ashamed to say it.  I am not alone, 3 million people watched the Voice the other night and Stick and I were two of them, although he had no choice really.  In a world where the other musical shows do my head in, The Voice was one I really got into.

Until today.  Today they kicked out my favourite person in the competition. A woman whose hair followed my mantra, "It's all about the volume".

Image from Ninemsn.com.au The Voice

The reasoning behind the exit, was that she recently appeared in Guy Sebastian's new video clip and it has The Voice fans in an uproar.  Comments from articles and on Twitter have people screaming for more blood, saying others like Glenn and Prinnie should be dumped as well as both have worked as back up singers for other famous Australian popstars, including Delta!

What do you think should happen? I am hoping they change their minds and bring her back. It's unfair to let us fall in love with her talent and then take her away from us. I feel like a little kid who has just lost her favourite toy. So today I am telling myself I will not watch the Voice (stomps feet) anymore.

 But in all reality, especially with my well known lack of self control, I will be there watching it with all they other people who want to get the full story on the drama.

A Very Good Place to Start

For those of you that already follow my other blog Bread And Sniff It, you are probably thinking "Why oh why do I have to hear Mouse blabbering on about more crap? My newsfeed on Fbook is inundated enough with her blathering".

Well I guess it's because my other blog is all about food, and this blog, well it's going to be about me. My life, things I love above and beyond food. Sometimes I feel restricted in my other blog and is this one I want to roam free, like a horse.

So a warning for all those who will read this if there are any.  I will swear, I will post things you don't want to hear about and some things that you do. it's just a bit of fun. Tune in if you want to.

So let's start with some Mel facts.

• My nickname is Mouse, I've had it since I was a kid, I don't know where it comes from. It could be that I looked like a mouse when I was little, or that it sounds like Mels or well who knows really.
• I'm bossy and opinionated, I talk WAY too much and have the worst habit of constantly interrupting people mid sentence.  I am trying very hard to stop the last bad habit, although I am not doing very well at it.
• I recently got married in March 2012 in Rarotonga to a wonderful man who most of you know as Nick (aka Stick, Worm Boy)
• I have two dogs a male Rottweiler Puku (my good dog) and my female Beagle (literally a bitch) Billie.
• I live in Mackay and work in IT. I am a hard out nerd and proud. I manage to take books to what my friends think are the most inappropriate places, but if it's a good book nothing will stop me from reading it.

That's all you need to know for now. You will everything else out later.  For now, I am not even going to let anyone know about this blog.  Let's just keep it a secret between me and the internet.