Anonymity is my middle name..

(Untitled, Photograph, 2007, Alex Archer)

Actually it's Nicholas, but that's beside the point.

I'm kinda-sorta enjoying the fact that none of my friends are aware that i have a blog yet.. and neither does anyone else (atm i have 0 followers), so essentially I'm talking to myself.. which for the moment is fine . I'm sure at some point i'll be in a conversation about blogging and then inevitably i'll be asked whether i have one, to which i can reply "why yes, indeed i do". This sort of quietness is much to my taste atm as last night i was up until midnight reading 27 pages of MLIA and have grown a strong fondness to the silent types that have their two seconds of jest that generates a mass of hilarity due to the juxtaposition of such witty humour in comparison to their quiet and reserved facade.

And what of today? Well form a day of nothingness it has turned out to be somewhat more enjoyable than first predicted.

I woke up at 9:30, went downstairs to find my mother on the phone to Nan. I was then invited to join my mother and grandparents on a walk around the bay at Drummoyne. We were picked up at 10:15 which was definitely not the fun part (being the holidays I've grown particularly fond of taking two hours to merely have breakfast which usually consists of 4-6 pieces of raisin toast and a gigantic cup of tea, and have a shower and get changed). They drove us over, which was somewhat amusing as nan and pop have gotten to that stage where they tell each other how to drive and an argument is to follow. I then made a pact with mum in the back-seat that herself and dad would become that "elderly bickering couple", and attempted to tell her to stop laughing out loud so that they would continue to carry on and we could wear smiles on our faces and share a decent inside laugh.

We parked, got out and walked to the water. It was incredibly windy, nan's hat blew off and i got a sickening amusement out of watching her struggle to chase after it (she has arthritis in both knees) when i ran and picked it up for her. she was laughing too, she has an awesome ability to laugh about her own inabilities in her age. We got to the waters edge, and the first bench Pop came to he made "comfortable" with.

At this point i should explain as to why. A few weeks ago, he was up on a ladder at the side of their house attempting to pin a cable down. He fell off the adder hitting his head on concrete and ruining his shoulders. Amazingly he had no neck or back trauma. Luckily my uncle was home and heard pop calling out. He called an ambulance and pop got to hospital. I was at my mate Tim's house at this point when i got the call form Mum. Nan still wasn't aware as she went out and didn't have her phone. it was only after she got home she found out. We all went to the hospital in the afternoon and had a chat to him. He seemed somewhat embarrassed and sorry for himself.

Still feeling sore and exhausted i was talking with him about his injuries. He's gotten to that age where he's unable to physically do what he would (going from an able Chief Electrical Engineer for Westfield to retired old man is a huge transition), but he's finding it hard to come to terms with it. It was a sad moment once when he was talking about the gutter that was bothering him and that he said he would have to get someone else in to do it. knowing his independent nature this really deeply saddened me.

Nan, Mum and i continued for some time around the bay, commenting on the poor state of thew water. We then returned to pop and we all shuffled back in the car for coffee. on the way we passed my uncle and aunt's new investment property, which i ogled at for some time. I wish i had that house to live in let alone rent out. we had coffee at a place on Lyons Rd where we enjoyed some fruitful conversation about my grandparents time at "Club Med" and how the family had progressed in years. It was all a good time. I look forward to having lunch at Filicuddi's with them tomorrow, and also driving their car home.. but thats another story :)

On my arrival home it was time to plan Laser Tag for friday afternoon for my mates from school. It's truly been an answer to prayers. Jono and i have been having phone conversations every Thursday for some time and I've been requesting prayer to strengthen ties with the guys at school and hang out with the peeps at church during the holidays. Organizing Max Brenner after church on sunday and laser tag has really been answered prayers. It never ceases to amaze me how i will pray for something and not even realize God has fulfilled my prayer as i have forgotten about it. this is where Prayer Diaries gain their worth.

My shoulders where lightened when i booked for 8 people at Zone 3 Fivedock for 1pm.. now just to organize lifts and such..

Tonight i look forward to a good hangout at Pip's house.. hanging with some amazing brothers and sisters in Christ just chilling, talking and having a general hangout. What i love most :)

Until next time peeps! :D

Peace, God bless