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Thursday, September 3, 2009

a spanking, a night away, and a room full of hot italian guys

so we lost the [ranfurly] shield aka logo'o'wood. we didn't even put up a fight and i CERTAINLY don't want to tell you the score.

shameful. pathetic even.

not that i'm one of these people that 'bags' their sports teams.
i'm just bagging the effort, not the players

still, there were worse places we could have watched our team get spanked

we watched the game here
martinborough is an hour away from wellington, in the wairarapa region

during the week it's a sleepy little town, but every weekend wellingtonians pour into town and troll the kitsch craft shops and sample wines from the region's MANY wineries.

it's so sleepy, you can walk two horses down the middle of the street, and nobody minds
not wanting to be different, WE too headed for a winery to enjoy the last of the afternoon sun

the girls amused themselves by sitting in wine barrels-cum-chairs
when they tired of sitting in something wooden, round and uncomfortable, they rode their bikes around the grass while we enjoyed a bottle (or two) of rose
while we were here a busload of women on what can only be described as a 'hens' night (bachelorette party) arrived. they were the saddest bunch i'd ever seen. there was an attempt at fancy dress, but there was no overly loud singing. there was no hysterical laughing, and certainly no-one fell off the bus when it arrived at what can only be the last of many wineries that day.

it was afterall - 4 o'clock in the afternoon!
we went home via this road (hehe). according to rude-world dot co dot uk, it's one of the 100 rudest place names in the world!
then we went to the hotel to watch the rugby
that's the rugby on the tv in the background
..and that's my child with her head in a book
the rugby was THAT bad (and she's a fan!)
i don't know what these guys were looking up, but i think this photo is just plain sad...
this is fi and mark - we stayed with them
the hubs and mark go motorbiking together, except the hubs follows along behind, because mark has a ducati that goes faster than a cut cat...
fi and i noticed this blackboard when we were out the next morning
someone had rubbed out 'wellington' - in disgust no doubt!
how fitting!
fi and mark also have 3 jack russells.
the girls were very taken with the dogs and vice versa

flash, buddy and ellie

this is flash. he's young
he's the alpha male
he likes to show off
this is ellie. she's old and gets to sleep in other people's beds
this is fi and i enjoying a coffee the next morning before we headed home to wellingtontown

so we enjoyed a quiet night in the country, came home, then went straight out to an italian cooking class in the city.

because we can. because in 25 sleeps we'll be EATING italian cooking, and one needs to get a head start on these things.

25 sleeps people

TWENTY FIVE!!!!!

Oh mio Dio, andiamo in Italia in 25 posti letto e sono così eccitato!

at this stage of the post, you're probably wondering where all the hot italian guys are

oh, they were there, but this isn't one of them
i drooled on my camera and it wouldn't work

ok, that's not true

the cooking demonstration was at the front of the room (that's fresh pasta in that pic) and all the hot italian guys were off to the side, waiting to serve us fresh pasta and top our glasses with red wine...

..so you're just going to have to trust me on that one, ok?

PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and Chris

19 comments:

Design it Chic said...

Thanks for stopping by earlier! Barrels-cum-chairs?!? That should be fun!

Happy Thursday SITSta!

Tammy Howard said...

You, my friend, know how to title a post.

R. Wallis @ TrueBeauty said...

You had me hooked with Cupcakes and Cosmos, oh, and the Hot Italians :) Thanks for following my blog and participating in my giveaway! I love your blog....I want to visit you and all of the wineries, oh and all of the hot Italians! Have a great day!

auntiegwen said...

Spanking and hot Italian guys ! what will that do to your google searches !!!!!

auntiegwen said...

Spanking and hot Italian guys ! what will that do to your google searches !!!!!

Melinda said...

Oh cooking class sounds fun. So does an overnight weekend getaway!

Jaina said...

Lol to AuntieGwen's response. The cooking class sounds like a lot of fun. :)

Carmel said...

You can never have too much Italian food; red wine or pleasant things to look at!!! I was very impressed that Sinead in her food technology class made real fettucine!!!! from scratch - I've never made fresh pasta. Woo Hoo - only 25 sleeps to go!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chris said...

Wow! What an excursion!

But I have to ask -- why is Dublin Street consider a rude name? Is this a Southern Hemisphere thing? I need to know!

Maggie May said...

That was good walking down the sleepy route with you.
Lovely little doggies!
What is all this Dublin Street stuff? I never heard of it!

carma said...

darn! I figured fer sure there'd be at least a pic or two of a hot Italian guy...

Emily said...

That street name is so funny...
You live in such a cool place...

Momisodes said...

Wine and hot italian guys? I can't think of a more lovely scenario!

Sounds like it was a great time!

scrappysue said...

shooting butts road people - shooting butts!!! lol

Sharon said...

That road name is HILAAAARIOUS!!!! You got me laughing out loud...good thing I wasn't eating and drinking at the same time! :)

Debbie said...

I just love reading your posts. Always so full of life. You know how to live.

Future Mama said...

How fun! and lol at your title!! haha! Thanks for the compliments on my blog design, you are too sweet! :)

CC said...

Sorry about the Rugby, but the rest sounds awesome! Especially the cooking class. Feed me, 'kay?

Robin @ Be Still and Know said...

Great Photo Friday!!!!!

Looks like a really good time!!!!!

Blessings
Robin