City life, alright

Living in inner-city Melbourne has its pros: loads of public transport (we only run the car once every couple of weeks to make sure it still starts), great shopping, no yard to worry about, the fresh produce markets nearby, plenty of places down the street that know how to make decent coffee. Having a gym and pool downstairs (which admittedly I only use occasionally) is also a plus.

There is a part of me that doesn't want to go back to suburban life. Sure, I desperately want to go back to Brisbane (and Wynnum is a beautiful place, don't get me wrong), but the idea of selling up and buying an apartment or a townhouse in the Valley or Spring Hill is tantalising. Loads of restaurants, good coffee, the markets in James St, the bus, ferry and train, not to mention the night life. There's a couple of hitches; we would a) Have to go into debt another $200,000 and undo all of the hard work we've put in over the past 4 years, and b) Be on the opposite side of town to our family, friends and Church.

God forgive me, I'm turning into a swanker.

Underthings

Since Genevieve decided that weaning was the cool thing to do, things have (understandably) shrunk and none of my bras fit. All of my teeny-tiny pre-baby numbers are stashed away in the garage in Brisbane, so a trip to Target was in order.

And you know what? I wanted to buy something pretty, but all of their nice underpinnings only had larger sizes left on the shelf. So I had to settle for basic, unadorned cotton with nary a scrap of lace.

*shakes fist*

Damn you, size 10B women of Melbourne!

Me waaaaaaaant!

Living the high life means that you get accustomed to certain... things. Like sleeping in a queen-size bed.

As much as I adore our beautiful silky oak monstrosity, it's *tiny*. And very high off the ground; I just about have to jump to get into the damn thing. Sorry, Dad... I think my family heirloom will be relegated to the sewing room when we return from our interstate jaunt.

And being very picky, there's very little in the way of modern beds that I actually like and would have in my home. Luckily, I found this little beauty on the website of a national retailer:

Mmmmm. Purty.