slices of weekend.

Saturday was my day off; it was such a good one. We started off with breakfast at The Annex - a vegetarian cafe in Glenelg. My soy latte was delicious (they use the same brand of coffee that we do where I work) and very well-made (any barista can tell you that latte art with soy milk is a little difficult). I ate the toscana with a fried egg, banana, rocket, and honey - man, oh man... it was so good. It was the perfect mix of salty and sweet - my favourite! Rufus had the special of the day; toscana with cheesey scrambled eggs, cherry tomatoes, avocado and rocket (I'm sure he missed the meat, but he enjoyed it nonetheless).



At lunch time I met with Rufus' sister for seaweed salad and sushi. I did some light shopping, while Rufus got his hair done (and he looks mighty handsome, let me tell you). In the afternoon, Rufus and I went to see Django Unchained at the cinema, which I heartily enjoyed, despite the perturbing subject matter: it was a good ol' Tarantino film, but it was the actors' performances that were awe-inspiring. After the movie, we ate tapas at Tasca Viva by the bay (we're thoroughly enjoying tapas lately, as you may have noticed), and shared a carafe of the most delicious sangria. We came home giggly and giddy, and spent our last few waking hours watching Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog (and laughing ourselves to tears).


I worked a busy shift at the cafe on Sunday - it was market day in the town. Afterwards, we went to Rufus' parents' house for a family barbeque. We ate outside as the sun was setting - the sunshine was so warm on my back, but the cool breeze saw me shivering - and laughed until our cheeks hurt as some of us (me)  overreacted to the wasps invading our gathering. I ate far too much of Rufus' Mum's delicious food, as usual (including a mouth-watering marshmallow cake with poached peaches and Turkish Delight), listened to Rufus' Dad play his ukulele, and sat - transfixed - with Rufus' Nanna, as she told me stories from her younger days. I came away with silent prayers that I could one day look back at my life with the fondness and excitement that she does. I also came away wanting more than anything to buy a caravan, and to spend my childrens' school holidays camping at the beach or in the mountains. I do miss camping.

How was your weekend?