Well, misunderstandings are part of life I reckon. Well, I thought we were invited to a wedding which turned out we actually weren't. We were just invited to the ceremony and morning tea. Luckily we figured this out BEFORE the wedding. And being up in Perth is really exciting even without going to a wedding reception, as we also came up here to spend time with my sis in law and of course SHOPPING. So in fact, I was rather glad that we didn't have to spend all afternoon listening to wedding speeches and eat lots of food and maybe get a bit bored cause I wouldn't really have known many people (just go ahead and call me superficial).
My day started really nice (okay, a bit too early for my liking, thanks to sharing a room with my kids) but unwrapping presents are always great fun, no matter HOW early, right??? I got a stand mixer YAY.. or at least the manual for one, hubby didn't bring the mixer up to Perth, only the manual, all wrapped up. Just looking at the manual though made me want to start mixing and baking something straight away.
In absence of the actual mixer we left our kids with Aunty Jill for the day and went to the ceremony and morning tea. It was beautiful, yet none of the cakes or nibbles looked tempting enough to actually put them in my mouth, so I ended up eating watermelon and grapes.
After that we did go out for lunch though and had Turkish doner kebab. I LOVE kebabs. We don't HAVE kebabs in Albany. And it is my birthday after all, so we had kebab and I enjoyed it a LOT!!! I took some of the meat out and chose water for a drink (okay I had two or three sips of hubby's soda). After that we were so full that we didn't even think of an afternoon snack and didn't eat anything until dinner time.
Clothes shopping in Albany can be rather frustrating. I struggle with limited choice and the style, so often I just opt for cheap for the sake of convenience. Perth on the other hand... well... it's almost too much choice, shops everywhere but the best option I reckon is Harbour Town: An outlet shopping mall, quality clothes for cheaper, you can't beat that. And even better, they have an ESPRIT shop. I love that brand. It makes me feel like being back home in Germany, even some of the sizes were in European sizes (and I realized that I finally fit in a size 40 dress pants again.. or Aussie size 12... and I think US size 10... or something like that).
I absolutely hate changing rooms though. The light is so awful, so revealing. Being in a changing room generally makes me feel like a wobbly, cellulite covered, wrinkly blob. Yet this time it was so different. I haven't been clothes shopping in such a looong time (who likes to be humiliated by a mirror and some lights???), but this time clothes actually fitted. I didn't need to look for XL (there wasn't any anyways, I did look) but L fitted just fine. For some of the pants I had to look for a smaller size (except the very first one, which was too small and I started to fear clothes shopping again, but then I realized that it actually WAS one size too small). At one point I just started to dance a jig in that behated changing room, despite the cellulite and wrinkles... I didn't care about them, I felt fit and healthy and clothes fitted even though I had eaten a Doner Kebab for lunch. So now I have a bag full of new clothes I'm looking forward to wearing and even better is was for half price!!!!
Shops close at 5pm (something I still need to get used to) so after that we walked into downtown Perth in search of a place for dinner. Healthy burgers sounded good. No idea HOW healthy they really were, yet they came in a wholemeal bun with a lean beef patty... and hubby and I shared one burger, no chips. It was enough. It is so liberating to be in charge. Okay, this time I had help from hubby, I thought we might need some chips as well, but he said no. So, there was space for that chocolate cake I wanted to eat for my birthday. After quite a good walk we finally found a place which sold cakes in the evenings. Aaaand they had the cake I had envisioned in my mind when I said I wanted to have one piece of cake for my birthday.
And even better, I left some of it on my plate, didn't eat it all for the sake of eating it. I stopped when I felt satisfied and full. It was a glorious, empowering feeling to be able to leave food on my plate even if that food was rich chocolate mud cake.
I am so glad about my food choices today. We had not the healthiest options of foods yet moderation is the key. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves and I don't regret any of my choices. Food and eating did NOT rule me, but I was in charge, that's how it's supposed to be.
Aunty Jill had an adventurous time with our tow boys too, loosing one of them several times and once for 20min, just to find him at an ice cream place and telling her totally unconcerned that he wanted an ice cream. But that's a different story... a story worth telling, I tell ya, I cried tears of laughter when she told us the whole of it (I reckon I would not have laughed right there in the situation but in retrospect it was absolutely hilarious), anyways, it's time for bed, good night world!!