Evil Oddie

Glen asked me where I’d like to go for dinner for my birthday (a couple of weeks ago) and I chose Woodlands of Marburg.  My parents also came down for my birthday and also Father’s Day, so they came to Woodlands also.

I called Woodlands to book in and asked if we could get there early to have a look around.  I also wanted to take some photos for my essay.

When we got there, the sun was setting and there wasn’t enough light to take good photos.  So we went for a wander around.  Allan (sp?) who is the Curator & F&B Manager came up to us and took us on a tour.   They were opening new accommodation and we went through 2 of the rooms – absolutely beautiful.  He gave us some background history of Woodlands and he then got another staff member to take us on a tour of the mansion.  What a beautiful  house and the owners have really embraced the opportunity of bringing Woodlands back to its former glory (and the financial gains too).

I was a bit scared about the 11 ghosts that still reside in the Mansion.  I especially liked the story about the maid that was pushed down the main stairs but her body had been dragged out onto the front lawn to make it look as if she jumped.  Firstly, she shouldn’t have been on the main stairs (servants have to use their own stairs). The main reason she got bumped off was SHE WAS PREGNANT TO THE MASTER.

Getting back on track now. The food at was also fantastic.  Glen had the Beef & Lobster, Mum & Dad had the Fish and I had a Vegetable Wellington.  Mum and I shared a bottle of Woodlands own sweet red (you can’t buy from the cellar door yet – bummer).

It was a fantastic night and the highlight of my birthday.  Mum and Dad were talking about going back there just for a weekend of relaxation… Have to get in quick though – I think The Great Outdoors are going there so it’s only a matter of time before it’s “the in thing”.

I realised when I went into work on Thursday last week that I am stacking on the weight. By the time that the express train gets to my station, there are hardly any seats left and the ones that are left are only ‘half’ seats. This is because massive people decide that their knees can’t handle the 40 minute train ride from Ipswich to Brisbane City. I used to be able to tuck myself in next to these heffas but alas, on Thursday, I sat on a ladies fat that was overflowing onto the spare seat.

She had a bit of a whinge about me sitting there, but sorry love, if you can’t fit onto one seat – STAND UP!! If your knees are giving out – LOSE SOME FREAKING WEIGHT!!

Which leads me to another thought – is there fatism? For example, if a massive person came in for a job interview, would you automatically judge them? I think most people would. I have to say that I have never worked with a big person, but one of my friend’s Mum was a massive lady. She had issues just getting off the couch. She never had a job and most of the household chores were done by the kids. Actually all her family were big people. I’m not in touch with her anymore, but my Mum told me that my friend’s parents have both passed and it was directly because of their weight.

I have to start losing some weight, I don’t like being 56kgs…. ewww (most of its fat though, I wouldn’t mind being 56kg of muscle)… it’s the biggest I’ve ever been.

Last night was my first class for the photography course at Champaigne Photography. There are seven people in the course with me. I had a very big wake up call last night. There is a possibility of failing the course. There is an exam and you need to do a photographic essay. Yikes!

Last night, I didn’t get much sleep. My head just kept running a mile a minute. I ended getting out of bed and watching really crappy infomercials at 1am.

I have finally decided that I am going to do my photographic essay on Character. There is a huge list of what my theme could be and I think that Character is very open to interpretation.

So I need a favour, I need people that are willing to have their photo taken and spend a couple of hours with me in the next 6 weeks. If you are interested, please a comment to this post if you are interested. Also, if you have any great ideas of photos please post a comment. I appreciate anything that you can help me with.

Thanks for popping by. I am just following the trend of writing my life on a blog.  So if you have nothing better to do than read about my kind of boring existence – stick around!