Hello! Look what I knitted! Jeez - I ask you, is that talent or what?

That's Entertainment!

Since I've been pregnant I have enjoyed a veritable feast of arts thanks to Sydney's fair city. January to March is a GREAT time of year in this city. Here's hoping all the music, theatre and dance has had some impact on baby in the womb. Little one, together we have seen:-

Street Car Named Desire @ Sydney Theatre with Cate Blanchett and Joel Edgerton

(we went to see this the night I was inseminated!)

Swan Lake by the Imperial russian Ballet @ The State Theatre

(thanks to grandma)

Cosi Fan Tutti @ The Opera House

(very modern version)

Alan Cummings stand up show comedy @ The Opera Studio

(camp humor with plenty of singing)

Homebake Festival @ The Domain

The Temper Trap @ The Enmore Theatre

Baile De Rua @ The Opera House

(Brazilian Dance Troupe)

(The rev) Al Green @ The State Theatre

(What a legend!)

Grizzly Bear @ The Army Barracks

The Mess Hall @ The Army Barracks

Cabins @ Low Bar

Pixies @ The Horden Pavilion

James Taylor & Carol King @ The Entertainment Centre

(awesome!)

We saw the Mess Hall and Cabins as well as Paul Dempsey a few times this year along with a lot of other Aussie acts including Bridezilla, Youth Group, Dan Kelly, Eddy Current etc etc

We also went to 2 Weddings, the moonlight cinema and Hamilton Island

We've been busy I tell ya!

Cot Death

Yesterday I thought either the cot or me were going to die for sure!

I quite pride myself on being a practical DIY fix it kindda gal. I'm not one to put on a high pitched voice and whine "Huuuuunn" to the man in my life then point to the tool kit like a clueless teenager with a shrug of the shoulders that implies - "can you fix it". Perhaps this is because there isn't a man in my life or perhaps cause I've always felt quite capable at giving things a whirl, either way I most certainly wished there was one in my life yesterday to not only help choose the cot but pick it up from the industrial shopping site, help lift and shove it in the back of the car, then haul it up the stairs and finally put the thing together with the use of nothing but the worlds most retarded instructions.

After much swearing, sweating and pain - bending over in small spaces and lifting heavy things are not advisable at 7 months pregnant - it was done.

Needless to say I was thrilled once it was complete and it makes it all the more real that soon I will get to meet this little kicker inside who tumbles and rolls and jabs me at every given opportunity.

I need to add some bits and bobs to the walls but pretty good eh?...............for a girl!