life lately according to my iphone

i had planned to blog about a fantastic little trip we took to the winery 

and then i forgot, and it never happened.

then we were lucky enough to hang out in the secret garden with one 

matt corby, you know him, he sings that brother song, and i planned to blog about that.

that never happened either.

but i did take lots of photos along the way, so here's a smattering of life 

lately according to my iphone

post script 

also

last week we became an aunt and uncle again

to beautiful (and teeny) emma dawn rupp

can't wait to meet her

the wild and wooly ways of a melbourne weekend

highlights

eating (have you tried avocado hummus?)

shopping

the state library

the cupcakes

docklands

the costo (it's coming to sydney, huzzah!)

typo

laneways

trams 

being young and in love

lowlights

jetstar

all in all though, t'was good.

post script

while waiting for our delayed, i hate you jetstar flight

i saw this scene across from me

i just loved that once upon a time the gentleman on the left

resembled the boy on the right

little dates big dates

berkelouw is a book store/cafe that lives in a converted warehouse in newtown. apart from the interior and hot chocolate being just delightful the definite highlight of this trip was my free preview reading of tina fey's bossypants. hands down the funniest thing i've ever read (i guess in general, it's harder to be funnier in books that on screen). now no offense but it has to be said, in general, female comedians are just not that funny. i find they tend to be crass and embarrassing (think judith lucy) but this book is just astoundingly funny and witty. i shall promptly buy it online. sorry berkelouw books but almost forty dollars for a paper back? you've got to be kidding. 


i almost fell off my chair at the 'advanced praise' on the back of the book 

“I hope that's not really the cover, that's really going to hurt sales.” Don Fey, Tina's father.

“Absolutely delicious.” —A guy who eats books

 “Totally worth it.” —Trees

after we'd perused the books we ate mexican for dinner. the entirety of our dinner conversation consisted of nick telling me how many times he is going to have chipotle when we got back to the states this year "between two to four times, ideally three". i particularly enjoyed this place due to the great people watching position we snagged next to the window. secondly i pocketed some handy wipes for the road. don't you just love those things. score!

on sunday we went to bondi. it was lovely and perfect rolled into one.

without meaning to we have started a little habit of rating babies when we are out and about. no baby ever gets a bad rating, we generally only comment on the good (aka super cute) ones. apparently to nick, my baby taste is not refined, but whatevs, the babies i see just have a lot to live up to, because well, i know brody. 


somehow this conversation merged into nick telling me the names he would like to call our future chillens "humphrieta, rhubarb, baloo, nicholas one through however many kids we have and emma" it's scary there's a real name in there, because how do i know if he's serious about the other ones or not? i am dying to give the middle name danger "me, scared? my middle name is danger" to any child i have, so watch out world, rhubard danger hutchins may be on it's way. poor child, kids in the playground can be so cruel.

anyway moving on. sunday was also perfectly lovely because i got to swim in the ocean and that is now my all time favourite thing to do. i decided that about 18 months ago.

it was glorious!

i of course thought ahead to bring my swim suit but young nicholas did not, even though i pleaded and insisted "you're a guy, no one will know if you're in your undies" mr. robert's rules of order stayed put on the sand. so i swum and annoyed the seagulls (who annoy me, so now we're even) all by myself. we shared our second hi five of the day at the thought of moving to maroochydore.

all in all a perfectly lovely weekend

a quiet night in

sometimes it's nice to have a quiet night in with my favourite food (delicious salad with procuitto, mozzarella and basil chicken and cookies yum!), favourite man and favourite apron, which i just don't get to wear enough.

friday nights are also office nights! yay. getting to hear gabe say "isn't this the perfect romantic getaway, erin? sitting on a desert island in dog costumes. i'm gabe and i'm a weirdo" just makes my night.

me oh my i love pancakes

what's not to love, apart from feeling super sick after you eat them

nick and i have discussed it and pancakes on the rocks kicks ihop's butt.

suck it ihop.

sometimes you're spectacular

dear sydney,


i hate your traffic, your public transport, your high cost of living, your lack of parking, your nonsensical road system, your fees, your general disposition.


but sometimes, just sometimes, once i've gone through the maze to get to the place i want to be, you turn on the charm, and sometimes you are just spectacular.

little dates

in the peak of summer, going outside is almost unbearable so we hit the road and headed up the mountain for some cooler air, thrift shopping, lunch and general good times.

favourites for today

$6 suitcase, mint condition, bargain

my focaccia containing chicken, camembert, avocado and cranberry (have to make this at home)

nick's ultimate nachos fail. no one can eat them and still look cool

finding a street called happeny lane, i just love the word happeny.

not so favourites

finding a book for 50c that i paid $18 for last week. i bought it again anyway

common ground, my most favourite place to eat in katoomba being closed (on a saturday, who knew!)

what a lovely date

before the deluge

a class act

it was a BIG day for little nick. in fact upon getting home he promptly went upstairs and put himself to bed for a nap. but he gets a free pass today, cos he gave blood this morning (i like to think he gives blood for the both of us)

who closes on a saturday?

inside mr pickwicks, the most comprehensive used book store i've ever seen