Surprise Wednesday

The river at the end of my old street in Brunswick Heads - how I miss thee!

Micko rang me this morning to tell me he has a surprise install for me this arvo... He said to make sure I've been to the gym, walked the dog, gotten my work out of the way and anything else I need to do done before he gets home... and to be wearing my swimmers!  

I hung up... all excited and then boom!  I had one big concern.... I had to text Micko straight away!

"Wear my swimmers like trim up bitch there will others around who think your koala ears are fucked up and in no way cute (or patriarchal)?  Or wear your swimmers, I don't mind a bit of prickle you can see if your up close and look really hard?"

To which he replied...

"Just get ready for some water based activity.  Just you and me having some fun in shorts and singlets"

Ooooooo!  What on earth could it be?  Are we going to a waterfall?  Did he steal a jetski?  Is he going to tie me to the washing line as I run around and he whips me with the hose?  Are we going snorkelling?  Diving?  Out on a boat?  Are we going to a waterslide?  Is he going to put me in the back of his ute while he drives through a car wash? Or like one of my mates suggest on facebook... Two words - Golden Shower?  Did he find a second hand canoe or kayak?  Oh man!  I think my brain is going to explode from all the crazy, excited thoughts running through it!

I'd best go and get my shit together... Gotta walk the dog... go for a swim... have some lunch... do some work... and attend to the totally inappropriate koala ears, hippy-esque arm pit hair and legs like my old female Phys Ed teacher who had a mustache and cross eyes!  That could take me some time!

Until tomorrow my friends... when I put you out of your misery (or is it my misery)

Micko's adventure

Yesterday, Micko called me around 8am, all excited, to tell me he was going to be spending a few hours in a helicopter flying around the Mid North Coast.  Granted, it was a work exercise - he had to GPS some of the stormwater and flood clean up stuff (I know sweet f'a about it but I think that's the rough idea).

I was spewing he didn't have the camera - as I said yesterday, little angel Monty is a plane and 'copter freak!  We spent hours watching planes on youtube and luckily I had a copy of Valiant (the story of a pidgeon who is dressed like a pilot trying to save the world - or something like that - I don't actually watch the movies, just have them there for when kids come round) that kept him entralled.  If Micko had been last week, we would have had hours of stories and pictures to keep Monty occupied.

Micko came home from work and told me allllll about it.  He loved the experience and managed to take a few pics on his phone - quality not the best, but hey beggers can't be choosers (and hell, he did just go on a free helicopter ride).

Micko looks like his shitting himself... there's a million videos he took where he is sporting the very same face, he says he was trying to smile.  Must have been the massive G Force - haha

A woman at the helm.

Prime farming land

The hinterland

A quarry... the water looks good enough to swim in! 

Looking out to the ocean from the hinterland... over a quarry.

The Proposal

Micko and I had been dating for a few years and were seriously considering marriage - a strange feeling - I'd never really thought I would do it. We'd looked at some rings and surprisingly came accross one that Micko liked on, of all places, ebay.

*** I should probably now explain that I have an ebay addiction and have banned myself from purchasing anything for at least 3 months. Some of my recent purchases include a totally rad Rage Against the Machine t-shirt that has the RATM symbol made out of the words of 'Renegades of Funk' - AWESOME! Also, purchased a child safety gate, a little wooden guitar antique brooch, a tea cosy that looks like a knitted owl from the 70s (useless but looked cool), a well overpriced ceramic green bull (I was drunk) and the list goes on and on and on and on! I could almost write an entire installment on 'Useless Ebay Purchases'!)***

So, back to the story at hand! The ring Micko showed me was fucking awesome and I loved it to bits. As Micko is a bit of an Ebay retard I had to put in the bids and we won! We got it for an absolute steal (well I reakon anyway) and were both pretty stoked. The deal we struck, was although I had seen it online, the next time I would see it was when he proposed...... well that didn't work out cause I hounded and hounded him until one night, when we were a bit out of our brains, he caved in and showed me. The ring was then hidden away awaiting resurface on our engagement... which Micko assured me could be at anytime.

One sunny early December morning in 2005 we decided to go snorkelling. This was an activity we both loved to bits and could be seen any fine weekend bobbing up and down along the rocks on the Brunswick River.

So this particular stunning North Coast morning, we had been in the water for a couple of hours and I was starting to prune up and get very cold. I had been picking up rubbish out of the rocks near the park to put in the bin - doing my bit for the community (the drain is just for rain peoples!!!). I told Micko I was getting out cause I was fucking freezing. He said, in a nasally snorkelling mask voice, "Before you get out, come over here and check this out!". Reluctantly I swam over.... He pointed under the water. I chucked my head under and saw a piece of rubbish he was holding... part of which was disintergrating before my eyes with bits floating off here and there. I thought to myself 'So fucking what?'... then slowly my eyes adjusted properly and the piece of rubbish was actually a sign Micko had made up and wrapped in glad wrap. It said "Will you marry me?".

I started to piss myself laughing and almost drowned. As I snorted out a 'HA' the mask filled with water and so did my mouth, lungs, eyes etc. After I'd calmed down a little, he pulled the ring out of his boardshorts, which thankfully he had tied onto the strap where the board comb goes and chucked it on my finger.

We went home laughing our heads off, made a few phone calls and cooked a big fuck off breakfast! The end...

Or just the beginining?