Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Kirsti-mas Part 2!

So I realised today that I never finished telling y'all about Kirsti-mas! So after Saturday, things calmed down a little. Easter Sunday was taken up with Grandma coming for lunch, and eating a ton of roast lamb and roast potatoes. YUM! And then I may or may not have spent the evening indulging in Lego Harry Potter on the Wii. And telling the characters off when they walked into walls or Dementors or off cliffs. "Oh, RONALD!!" just seems to come so naturally after ten years of listening to Hermione saying it!

Monday was my birthday. Every year on my birthday, I have a dilemma. Because my birthday is ANZAC Day. For the non-Aussies or Kiwis amongst you, ANZAC Day commemorates the landing of Australian and New Zealand troops (or the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps, hence ANZAC) at Gallipoli in Turkey during World War I. What was meant to be a quick way to knock Turkey out of the war turned into eight months of mass casualties for both sides. It was the first time Australia as a nation had sustained casualties in war, and the Gallipoli landing is commonly seen as contributing to the founding of our national identity.

Anyway, ANZAC Day is marked by dawn services around the country. The Last Post is played, wreaths are laid, and the Ode of Remembrance recited. And every year, I feel like I should go to the dawn service and honour those who fought and those who died, both at Gallipoli and in subsequent conflicts. But really, who wants to get up at 4am on their BIRTHDAY?? You see my dilemma. I figure one year, I'll go to the dawn service at Gallipoli. Because that's a once in a lifetime experience, so there'll actually be an incentive to get up at crazy o'clock on my birthday.

Wowsers. Massive depressing tangent much? Anyway, I once again didn't attend the dawn service this year #whoops. I slept in, then did cards and presents with the family. I got this card from my brother's girlfriend:

How awesome is it?! (My parents, on the other hand, didn't see it that way...) After the presents thing, we all headed into the city to see the Tutankhamen exhibition at the museum. Yes, I'm a museum nerd and I went to a museum on my birthday. I'm cool like that.

The exhibition was pretty amazing - ten galleries worth of Egyptian stuff, including five galleries worth of objects from Tutankhamen's tomb. Although having spent the past three months doing gallery installation, I couldn't help but say things like "Why did they mount it like that? It looks ridiculous!" and "Why is there no selastic tubing over the mount. That can't be good from a conservation perspective...". It rather drove my entire family insane. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Ahem. We went into the exhibition at about 12.45, and got out at about 3.30, by which point I was about to gnaw off my own arm with hunger. Thankfully, we went out to (a very late) lunch on Lygon Street, so it only took about five minutes to get there. And I ate my body weight in food, because birthday calories don't count. OBVIOUSLY. And then I had a toasted cheese sandwich for dinner at about 9.30. Birthday feast and a half!

Tuesday featured more food - breakfast in South Yarra with my older brother, my sister-in-law, and my niece - Little Miss A. Apparently I'm secretly five years old, because Little Miss A and I had the same breakfast. Except that she had a babycino and I had a hot chocolate... And as you can see, she was thrilled to see my camera:
"Talk to the bear, you paparazzo freak!"
The rest of the day was spent trying to cram everything into my suitcase (unsuccessfully - the recipe book my parents got me had to stay in Melbourne because it prevented me from easily lifting my suitcase!) and driving to the airport. I chose to skip having a Canberra birthday this year - there was so much eating and drinking over Easter that I just couldn't stand the thought of it any more! Plus, the gallery opens in less than a month, and there's a bunch of farewells coming up, so I'm pretty sure that'll be more than enough celebrations to last me the rest of the year!

K xx

5 comments:

  1. Ok, so I know you comment frequently about being a nerd, but I never really think of you being THAT nerdy. Maybe because I can picture you covered in fingerpaint with a palm-tree pony-tail which is daggy not nerdy! ;) Anyway, today I had to change my opinion... you are a nerd! Check out the last sentence in your second paragraph!! How museum-nerd cute!!

    I actually didn't just want to comment to "awwww" over your oh-so-adorable-nerdiness, when are you moving to Melbs? I'm back there from Aug 7th. I know a great ventriloquist that I want to take you to!!

    xxChar

    Hmmm.... just a re-think. I might well be an old-friend-nerd for picking out the obscene nerdiness of that sentence...

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  2. I feel that not only do birthday calories not count, neither do "I feel like crap so I'm going to eat this whole pan of cupcakes" calories, or "I made it through another day, I deserve a treat!" calories... Or any calories at all, incidentally. Ha! ;)

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  3. Char - Yes, I'm definitely a nerd and have been for years! Am moving back sometime in the middle of July, exact dates yet to be determined. Not sure about the ventriloquist though - they kind of freak me out!!

    Bi - Exactly. Someone told me on the Saturday when we were at dinner that "Calories also don't count if you're in the presence of the person whose birthday it is". GENIUS!!!

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  4. I do like the card... nothing like a spot of dad-dancing *shuffles from foot to foot and sways arms slightly*

    Being a nerd is fun! When I told my boss that Chris and I are going to Florida mostly to see the Space Center, he looked at me like I was nuts. When I further explained that it was because we both wanted to be astronauts, it really didn't help my cause!

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  5. hahaha that card is so great!! belated happy birthday!

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