An Ode to Punk.

My dear boyfriend, Andrew, turned another year older yesterday.
We celebrated with date night on Friday; pork buns, chopsticks, beer and red wine included.
At a wedding on Saturday, I yelled out at midnight that it was Andrew’s birthday – and the entire wedding party sung to him.
I made cupcakes for him to take for his baseball team yesterday, to enjoy post-game with a beer in hand.
We spent the night with his family, laughing and eating and sharing in the joy that is this fantastic guy.


To his friends he is “Punk”, the loudest, most energetic and charismatic guy in the room. He’s the leader with the booming voice that begins all kinds of adventures, but also keeps an eye out for his mates.

To me though, he’s simply the best. I find myself wanting to gush about his every good quality, but I’ll refrain.
I’ll just say this: Andrew, you make me happier than I could ever imagine and I feel so lucky to be able to celebrate your 28th birthday with you.

Happy Birthday Handsome!


Hanbel, it’s Your Birthday

Happy birthday Hanbel!*

*The blog, not the person.

One short year ago, I started up this blog, and I’m so happy I did!
I still feel like it’s got a long way to go, but so do I. In time, we will both grow more than I could ever imagine.

I love writing on here every week, whether it’s dribble, a collection of photos, and event in Perth, or just reflecting on life around me.
It’s just like having a diary, with the added bonus of including photo memories.

I’m actually having the best time revisiting my old posts, and some of my favourites are from the simplest of days.

IMG_36202Like this day in the middle of last winter;

IMG_3699Or this BBQ breakfast with friends;

IMG_4119Adventures in Sydney;

IMG_0261Summer festivals with the gals;

IMG_4403Christmas with my nearest and dearest;

IMG_4547Celebrating a special girl’s birthday;


Road tripping with a cute boy;


Exploring Australia;

IMG_5255and eating my way around Perth with mum.

Looking back on it this way, it’s been a pretty good year! Thank you for sticking along for this wild ride.
Bring on the next 365 days!


Rhiannon Rings Like a Bell Through the Night.

This is my little step-sister on her 18th birthday, 2 years ago this coming Monday.


Dad started a tradition with me, which he followed up with my brother, where he bought my first legal drink. Since Rhiannon was basically his adopted daughter, naturally he wanted to do the same with her.
We drove down to The Breakwater, watched the sunset and Dad bought Rhiannon some ridiculous cocktail. We all giggled like school children as we clinked and cheers-ed, and joked that Rhiannon’s nickname of “Juvie” would stick no matter how old she got.

I wish we knew that this was as old as she would ever get.
Only two months after this photo was taken, we lost her.


Since that horrible day, a new tradition has begun. Rhiannon’s cousin Jess, five of her closest friends and I begun catching up and remembering her. These girls have had such a tough run, but through it all they are resilient, loyal to one another and never stop sharing their love.
Last year, around this time, they organised for a huge group of Rhiannon’s friends to head down to City Beach for a picnic to celebrate her birthday.
Katie brought her present, and we released 19 pink balloons into the sky for our girl’s 19th birthday.


Last night, the same five girls, Jess and I met up again near the water to have a drink for Juvie’s 20th birthday. I catch myself being reluctant to accept their invitations, thinking it will be too hard or that I don’t need further reminders that she’s not here, but as soon as I see them all those thoughts float away.
Being surrounded by them, hearing them laugh, watching them take selfies and gossip about who has broken up with who, I feel like I’m getting an insight into what my step-sister would be like at this age.
I hope we keep this tradition alive, so I can see where these girls end up and have a glimpse of what kind of woman Rhiannon would have become.


This was the sunset last night – she’s still the light in all of our lives.
I love you Juvie, happy birthday!