Boring week

So I'm trying to take a photo for you, when an older guy walks past and we have a quick and funny bit of banter

Eventually made it to Kmart, but I was here for some male clothes - I do hate male clothes, never anything nice about them (boring colours, horrid material, nothing smooth or sexy).

Local coffee shop, obviously been to often as they know my order before I even get to the door.

Stopped for a McDonald meal, wasn't really hungry, so just a small burger and chips. I had forgotten how cold these seats are on bare skin

So a few months ago, I had false nails and picking up one of my 1,000 gram boobs, the nail penetrated the outer plastic and with wear and tear, the rip has gotten longer each time I picked it up. 

Never fear, I've got bigger boobs arriving soon, and I still enjoy the my smaller boobs anyway.

Unexpected trip to the museum

So I had a day of fun planned, I was planning a day trip in the kayak while the women folk went to the museum, but a family member decided to break her foot and I had to take her to Auckland hospital. She didn't need my help, but I didn't want to head home so I stayed in the area to take her home after she got fixed up. 

Having a few hours, I decided to lunch at 277 Broadway shopping center and another hour checking all the lovely fashion shops. If I had a spare hundred or two, I might have purchased a new dress. 

Think I need new feet after all that time in heels

Eventually I get a call, she still hasn't seen a doctor, so I head over to the museum.

Back scratch from an old fossil

After an hour (wearing flats to give my feet a rest), I decided another cup of tea when I get a phone call to say X-rays have been taken. I kind of panicked, settled for just 1 cup out of the pot of tea and race back to the car to change, when I realize there's still another doctors visit and a plaster cast to be done.

So with this extra time, I thought, what might you like to see? maybe some poses under the trees? I found this skirt in the Op Shop bag my wife was meant to drop off in the boot of the car, every time I took a step, it tried to fall off me.

Hot tip for the day....

I like Mexican food (and Indian), but often think the spices have been spared and that white people are missing out on the big kick in the tastebuds in order to make food commercially popular. 

Last month oldest daughter made Mexican that burned inside me for an hour or more. She advised me that "one" of her secrets was Chilli oil. She got it from a craft fair in Mangawhai, and I love this region of New Zealand. Saturday morning (market day) the pub is in full steam supplying great food and beer and I've always enjoyed the live music, including when the local school aged kids are on the stage knocking out a few well known songs. Keeping it real, the lads and I have food and beers, relaxing to the music, while the women folk are shopping, the longer they shop, the happier we become 😀

The 2-3 hour cliff walk is a fun challenge while in the area (take water with you), as is just taking a stroll along the beach

AirBnB with the grandchildren at Mangawhai

Well last week, my oldest gave me a jar of Mangafire Chilli and today I stuck it into my Nacho's, 3 small tea spoons and an hour later still sweating and my mouth is still on fire.

Busy at work

Busy at work and busy at play 😁

Coffee and brunch

Had a couple of late finishes and stopped on the way home for - you got it, a relaxing coffee to destress.

But last weekend I needed to visit the hardware store (a cabinet door hinge broke).

More Coffee and brunch, this time at Columbus coffee inside Mite 10 hardware. 

A couple of chaps got so excited while I was there, that I was under the impression something really exciting like a crossdresser or maybe Elvis was in the building ( I can't sing like Elvis)

Just back from a week in Wellington

 We had a family event in the capital and as we had full facilities, wife and I went with 7kg cabin bags only. I wasn't really expecting any girl time and hadn't packed anything. Wife noticed I got a bit stressed and told me I could borrow her dress the next morning (actually the dress was given to me from my daughter, but wife had packed it for herself). Wife did borrow my stocking as she didn't pack any and her legs got cold from the cold wind blowing through the city. She wanted some special leggings like she has in Auckland but couldn't find any in our area.

Anyway, to de-stress, I wore her cardie out to McDonalds and that was as close as I got to crossdressing in Wellington and it was enough.

I did get plenty of girl time before going to Wellington, so that probably helped my mood.