<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871</id><updated>2012-01-29T21:06:40.651+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Paola, Down Under</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>585</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7748010255090232786</id><published>2012-01-29T21:06:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:06:40.684+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0MlElcV8vg/TyUYMZLiobI/AAAAAAAADO0/gr_hnGkmpPQ/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0MlElcV8vg/TyUYMZLiobI/AAAAAAAADO0/gr_hnGkmpPQ/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cider is exceptionally refreshing on a warm summer evening after a full day of rehearsals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other things that are refreshing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cold water showers inside in a rehearsal room with intermittent air conditioning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iced coffees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cycling home in the evening, downhill, &amp;nbsp;with a breeze up my skirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frangelico and Lime on ice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming laps at the pool early in the morning before the heat sets in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frozen grapes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banana mango smoothies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spicy thai noodle salads&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oscillating fans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cool changes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7748010255090232786?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7748010255090232786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7748010255090232786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7748010255090232786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7748010255090232786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2012/01/refreshing.html' title='Refreshing!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0MlElcV8vg/TyUYMZLiobI/AAAAAAAADO0/gr_hnGkmpPQ/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7033092064820640850</id><published>2012-01-24T07:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:56:31.558+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Creatives</title><content type='html'>I'm lucky to have such a great creative team working with me. My designers are awesome and my fellow producers/fellow turtles (Nadia and Sapidah) are fantastic. Our photographer, &lt;a href="http://www.atlantaflorencebell.com/"&gt;Atlanta&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is amazing. Her image for our poster is getting lots and lots of positive feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hIh1S25IMs/Tx3Iu3U6TAI/AAAAAAAADOo/WegCsMiFy8I/s1600/IMG_3062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hIh1S25IMs/Tx3Iu3U6TAI/AAAAAAAADOo/WegCsMiFy8I/s320/IMG_3062.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"terrible, evocative and brilliant"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's some more of her &lt;b&gt;Drowning Girls&lt;/b&gt; Images:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBgZJA5zdCQ/Tx3IHhB9fFI/AAAAAAAADOY/D3CXT1yYG_I/s1600/IMG_3010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBgZJA5zdCQ/Tx3IHhB9fFI/AAAAAAAADOY/D3CXT1yYG_I/s320/IMG_3010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rJ4QL-ssHg/Tx3IRbCHZWI/AAAAAAAADOg/uShX6GAlIww/s1600/IMG_2948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rJ4QL-ssHg/Tx3IRbCHZWI/AAAAAAAADOg/uShX6GAlIww/s320/IMG_2948.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7033092064820640850?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7033092064820640850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7033092064820640850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7033092064820640850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7033092064820640850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2012/01/creatives.html' title='Creatives'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hIh1S25IMs/Tx3Iu3U6TAI/AAAAAAAADOo/WegCsMiFy8I/s72-c/IMG_3062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3117127245345651115</id><published>2012-01-24T07:47:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:47:20.049+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearsal Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5LaatKJ3e8/Tx3GgR7MChI/AAAAAAAADOQ/xtvv2sveTk4/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5LaatKJ3e8/Tx3GgR7MChI/AAAAAAAADOQ/xtvv2sveTk4/s400/photo-2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we moved into our rehearsal space, this gorgeous thing fluttered in and stayed with us for a day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3117127245345651115?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3117127245345651115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3117127245345651115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3117127245345651115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3117127245345651115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2012/01/rehearsal-butterfly.html' title='Rehearsal Butterfly'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5LaatKJ3e8/Tx3GgR7MChI/AAAAAAAADOQ/xtvv2sveTk4/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8560692499012508708</id><published>2012-01-24T07:41:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:42:23.100+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Work and Play</title><content type='html'>Last week, I went from this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-432OanSRB_4/Tx3ENG_Y5jI/AAAAAAAADN0/fAY2fP4FXBA/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-432OanSRB_4/Tx3ENG_Y5jI/AAAAAAAADN0/fAY2fP4FXBA/s320/photo-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;to this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jUhvi3725U/Tx3FAX8LhBI/AAAAAAAADN8/ej4skigdkVc/s1600/photo-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jUhvi3725U/Tx3FAX8LhBI/AAAAAAAADN8/ej4skigdkVc/s320/photo-3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1KU4-30fj8/Tx3FJqIhvyI/AAAAAAAADOE/KASiWXZRKVA/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1KU4-30fj8/Tx3FJqIhvyI/AAAAAAAADOE/KASiWXZRKVA/s320/photo-4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... as rehearsals started back up for &lt;b&gt;The Drowning Girls.&lt;/b&gt; The beach came with me into the rehearsal room, stuck between the pages of my script and notebooks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8560692499012508708?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8560692499012508708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8560692499012508708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8560692499012508708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8560692499012508708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2012/01/summer-work-and-play.html' title='Summer Work and Play'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-432OanSRB_4/Tx3ENG_Y5jI/AAAAAAAADN0/fAY2fP4FXBA/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4949038687494800165</id><published>2012-01-12T19:57:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T19:57:25.691+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Red things that make me happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LT2Q8bSjfiE/Tw6epgyNMMI/AAAAAAAADNk/V3h5YBE7Qk4/s1600/sandals.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LT2Q8bSjfiE/Tw6epgyNMMI/AAAAAAAADNk/V3h5YBE7Qk4/s400/sandals.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new red sandals.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had a pair of white Salt Water sandals when I was little. I remember &amp;nbsp;wearing them to Cadboro Bay Beach, and the rocky beach near our house, and on summer vacation to the Oregon Coast. &amp;nbsp;I feel like I'm 10 years old when I wear these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G2nMSlBnMu8/Tw6ffWhJJrI/AAAAAAAADNs/FV9qGfx-PiY/s1600/red+table+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G2nMSlBnMu8/Tw6ffWhJJrI/AAAAAAAADNs/FV9qGfx-PiY/s400/red+table+1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My red table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Best Second Hand/Junk Shop purchase ever! This picture is from its first day at my home. I'll post another one that shows it to its best advantage, &amp;nbsp;properly styled as my desk or dining table. Apparently it is Tasmanian Oak underneath all that red enamel paint, so if I ever get bored of red...I can strip it and have a "new" table.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4949038687494800165?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4949038687494800165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4949038687494800165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4949038687494800165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4949038687494800165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2012/01/red-things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Red things that make me happy'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LT2Q8bSjfiE/Tw6epgyNMMI/AAAAAAAADNk/V3h5YBE7Qk4/s72-c/sandals.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1035637098910577461</id><published>2012-01-12T19:48:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T19:48:51.297+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwEAhNzgTDU/Tw6eQZKcnCI/AAAAAAAADNc/ZMJv1cRD9_k/s1600/The+Drowning+Girls+Poster2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwEAhNzgTDU/Tw6eQZKcnCI/AAAAAAAADNc/ZMJv1cRD9_k/s400/The+Drowning+Girls+Poster2.jpeg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy the last few days doing heaps of correspondence for my upcoming show, &lt;b&gt;The Drowning Girls.&lt;/b&gt; It's pretty exciting! Tickets sales went live on Tuesday, and it is all becoming very very real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1035637098910577461?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1035637098910577461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1035637098910577461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1035637098910577461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1035637098910577461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2012/01/busy.html' title='Busy...'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwEAhNzgTDU/Tw6eQZKcnCI/AAAAAAAADNc/ZMJv1cRD9_k/s72-c/The+Drowning+Girls+Poster2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-2594714138021781705</id><published>2012-01-03T19:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:39:46.139+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorcher!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The beginning of the New Year was super hot in Victoria. I skipped out of Melbourne as early as I could on January 1st and escaped down to the coast to visit with Jas, Matt and Ava. Jas and I took Ava to the beach for two days straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ERnFmk8V7No/TwK6RQeuMyI/AAAAAAAADNI/3Pfo3GcCLPk/s1600/hot.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ERnFmk8V7No/TwK6RQeuMyI/AAAAAAAADNI/3Pfo3GcCLPk/s200/hot.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is the temperature from the car dashboard...perhaps a few degrees hotter taking into consideration the engine is running...and yet accurate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kZU_4jUjcA/TwK6oF5fmzI/AAAAAAAADNU/5nHXGEWkVuM/s1600/vino+country.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kZU_4jUjcA/TwK6oF5fmzI/AAAAAAAADNU/5nHXGEWkVuM/s320/vino+country.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jas and I sat in the George River with Ava for two days. Lovely and cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kHNHYO-xNk/TwK6Nh8Tw8I/AAAAAAAADNA/nNPXmPuWuK4/s1600/ava+beach.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kHNHYO-xNk/TwK6Nh8Tw8I/AAAAAAAADNA/nNPXmPuWuK4/s320/ava+beach.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some Sav Blanc &amp;nbsp;in the warm evening with Jas and Matt...and lawn bowls later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-2594714138021781705?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/2594714138021781705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=2594714138021781705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2594714138021781705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2594714138021781705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2012/01/scorcher.html' title='Scorcher!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ERnFmk8V7No/TwK6RQeuMyI/AAAAAAAADNI/3Pfo3GcCLPk/s72-c/hot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3020113156681838945</id><published>2012-01-03T19:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:19:12.462+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2012!</title><content type='html'>2011 has been a bitch! I'm happy to see it go and I look forward to all the goodness and sunshine that 2012 holds. I hope it is just as lovely for all my family and friends both here and in Canada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJCKuYRMKfY/TwK50l7XiQI/AAAAAAAADMs/KoJTh3I4Pwg/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJCKuYRMKfY/TwK50l7XiQI/AAAAAAAADMs/KoJTh3I4Pwg/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I jumped into the New Year with Sapidah and Che.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3020113156681838945?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3020113156681838945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3020113156681838945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3020113156681838945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3020113156681838945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-2012.html' title='Welcome 2012!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJCKuYRMKfY/TwK50l7XiQI/AAAAAAAADMs/KoJTh3I4Pwg/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-2317386253132857532</id><published>2011-12-28T18:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:05:47.823+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I scored big points with the gifts for both Trin and Finn. Both loved the face paints. This is Finn with his tiger face in progress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGT037HUrfg/Tvq-7S4oT_I/AAAAAAAADMI/LsPACc379vE/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGT037HUrfg/Tvq-7S4oT_I/AAAAAAAADMI/LsPACc379vE/s320/photo-2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also fun to help build small houses, train engines, desks and rubbish bins with the set of massive Lego that Santa brought for Finn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJrlalUoh4M/Tvq_WVfFZkI/AAAAAAAADMU/3McMJxmhWWU/s1600/photo-6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJrlalUoh4M/Tvq_WVfFZkI/AAAAAAAADMU/3McMJxmhWWU/s320/photo-6.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8t6zfAVTMM/Tvq_qReF2nI/AAAAAAAADMg/IJvgAfbOS5Q/s1600/photo-7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8t6zfAVTMM/Tvq_qReF2nI/AAAAAAAADMg/IJvgAfbOS5Q/s320/photo-7.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-2317386253132857532?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/2317386253132857532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=2317386253132857532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2317386253132857532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2317386253132857532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-presents.html' title='Good Presents'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGT037HUrfg/Tvq-7S4oT_I/AAAAAAAADMI/LsPACc379vE/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3449332110668791894</id><published>2011-12-28T18:01:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:01:22.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdFaJxAA1_M/Tvq7632eJ-I/AAAAAAAADLw/HLP1ojWLMho/s1600/photo-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdFaJxAA1_M/Tvq7632eJ-I/AAAAAAAADLw/HLP1ojWLMho/s400/photo-3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a few days over Christmas in Mt Martha with my friends &amp;nbsp;Sheila and Sue, their son Finn and their foster daughter, Trinity. &amp;nbsp;We had some good laughs, good food and good drinks. The weather was pretty good too.&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, while we sat on the deck sweating in warm temperatures on Christmas Day, we watched the thunder and lightning and dark, dark clouds move over the bay towards the city. Some parts of Melbourne &lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/photogallery/victoria/storms-hit-melbourne-on-christmas-day-20111225-1p9b2.html"&gt;got hit with snow, golf ball sized hail, and deluges of rain&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMT3uKsdGiM/Tvq8MjK_dSI/AAAAAAAADL8/ZSmyYtBJZNY/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMT3uKsdGiM/Tvq8MjK_dSI/AAAAAAAADL8/ZSmyYtBJZNY/s400/photo-4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3449332110668791894?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3449332110668791894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3449332110668791894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3449332110668791894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3449332110668791894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-2011.html' title='Merry Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdFaJxAA1_M/Tvq7632eJ-I/AAAAAAAADLw/HLP1ojWLMho/s72-c/photo-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4795808201213483773</id><published>2011-12-24T10:21:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T10:52:19.231+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Presence</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking that maybe it's just the summer season and warm weather that makes Christmas in Australia surreal. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it's being without the familiar family and friend rituals (Mom's tree decorating, Dad's boozy Xmas cake, coffees out with Lori and Darcy).... not to mention just being &lt;i&gt;without&lt;/i&gt; the Canadian family and friends. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it's just feeling adrift because I haven't created my very own holiday rituals down here yet. And maybe it's time for that to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll begin by counting my blessings. In addition to some lovely time spent with friends this week, I have had some really nice Christmas presents already:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of cards and little gifts from Canada and the States arriving in the mail. I don't wait to open them. I open them as soon as I get 'em!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A package that Mom sent with an incomplete mailing address made it to the Thornbury Post Office and was there when I went in to inquire about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mobile phone company waived a $500 charge on my account because of a clerical error.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've got another paid Directing gig lined up for next year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With a little help from my friends, I've got a fabulous FREE rehearsal venue in a great location organized for &amp;nbsp;January when rehearsals start back up for my play &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Drowning Girls.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had a heap of grief with back pain in the last two weeks, &amp;nbsp;and it all seems to be settling down as I settle down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nh3DVupneg8/TvUNp_aTtZI/AAAAAAAADLk/u7vVBWRTR88/s1600/15233a24209d11e19e4a12313813ffc0_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nh3DVupneg8/TvUNp_aTtZI/AAAAAAAADLk/u7vVBWRTR88/s200/15233a24209d11e19e4a12313813ffc0_5.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's some new vocabulary for you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking to heart the Aussie phrase &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Settle, Petal."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition: &lt;i&gt;Chill out, Dude.; &amp;nbsp;Cool it, Sister.; &amp;nbsp;Relax, Precious.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4795808201213483773?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4795808201213483773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4795808201213483773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4795808201213483773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4795808201213483773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-presence.html' title='Christmas Presence'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nh3DVupneg8/TvUNp_aTtZI/AAAAAAAADLk/u7vVBWRTR88/s72-c/15233a24209d11e19e4a12313813ffc0_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6539672395917825071</id><published>2011-12-24T10:09:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T10:36:31.300+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Christmas</title><content type='html'>It's been a bit of an effort for me to get into the holiday spirit down here. And while I've been off work for a while, it has taken me up to now to slow down and begin to relax. I spent the better part of yesterday at the pool in the sun with a good book, and that seemed to help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The other day, Sapidah, Che and Nadia came over to mine for a Christmas lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmsWH8dbTt0/TvUDuDeyRhI/AAAAAAAADKo/aNYs7_YXKwE/s1600/a36e824e2b8711e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmsWH8dbTt0/TvUDuDeyRhI/AAAAAAAADKo/aNYs7_YXKwE/s400/a36e824e2b8711e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHAj4GSib_M/TvUD0pYAm-I/AAAAAAAADK0/iQac7R8Qk9M/s1600/93b814002b8711e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHAj4GSib_M/TvUD0pYAm-I/AAAAAAAADK0/iQac7R8Qk9M/s400/93b814002b8711e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jupskei895E/TvUNU7kZR5I/AAAAAAAADLY/reVVkVmHAc8/s1600/0ad5f4262b8811e19e4a12313813ffc0_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jupskei895E/TvUNU7kZR5I/AAAAAAAADLY/reVVkVmHAc8/s400/0ad5f4262b8811e19e4a12313813ffc0_7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiK-Xrfzyz4/TvUD88G0M4I/AAAAAAAADLA/diZ3rkdWlWo/s1600/d1867a102b8711e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiK-Xrfzyz4/TvUD88G0M4I/AAAAAAAADLA/diZ3rkdWlWo/s400/d1867a102b8711e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the view of the city from the rooftop bbq/garden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got even more of the Christmas spirit when &amp;nbsp;I went down to Lorne to visit Jas, Matt, Ava and Alex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jas loves to play her Elvis and Jackson 5 Christmas albums, and in the evening, we listened to all their greatest hits as we sipped champagne and I helped her make Christmas hula hoops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We hung out in the park the next day with Ava and her best mate Rafferty, as the sun burned through the clouds and it got warmer and warmer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siSsQKCvD6I/TvUEpxbrhrI/AAAAAAAADLM/Nkn0hq4YtFo/s1600/2c4e14002c8f11e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siSsQKCvD6I/TvUEpxbrhrI/AAAAAAAADLM/Nkn0hq4YtFo/s400/2c4e14002c8f11e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ava.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who needs hands to hold a sandwich?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6539672395917825071?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6539672395917825071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6539672395917825071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6539672395917825071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6539672395917825071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/12/almost-christmas.html' title='Almost Christmas'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmsWH8dbTt0/TvUDuDeyRhI/AAAAAAAADKo/aNYs7_YXKwE/s72-c/a36e824e2b8711e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-2373269415209334835</id><published>2011-12-17T22:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:18:46.345+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No more teaching, no more books...</title><content type='html'>I'm finished the school year at Aquinas. It feels a bit funny breaking for summer holidays in December, but I'm not going to complain! The weather has been lovely and in the high 20's the last couple of days. I've been able to sleep in and it feels a little less surreal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our Christmas Party at the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.carltonbrewhouse.com.au/"&gt;Carlton Brewhouse&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in Abbotsford. It was a really fun evening, with a sit down dinner, drinks provided and a dance floor. Some staff members burned holes in that floor.... it was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carlton_%26_United_Breweries"&gt;Carlton Brewery&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a very large and important fixture in that suburb. It's where all of the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pRDcbPAe2g4"&gt;Carlton Draught&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.vb.com.au/"&gt;Victoria Bitters&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Melbourne Bitters and &lt;a href="http://www.fostersbeer.com/"&gt;Fosters Beer&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;are brewed in this part of Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EALMHdrJ7E/Tuxz2pFm4hI/AAAAAAAADJc/RvzenRLHPS0/s1600/giant+beer.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EALMHdrJ7E/Tuxz2pFm4hI/AAAAAAAADJc/RvzenRLHPS0/s400/giant+beer.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giant Beer on Entry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv8QHrGfPCQ/Tux2ojBWxQI/AAAAAAAADJ0/Ow8BZtzEpOs/s1600/my+beer.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv8QHrGfPCQ/Tux2ojBWxQI/AAAAAAAADJ0/Ow8BZtzEpOs/s400/my+beer.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My beer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j_xnD2bckeM/Tux2k5l_o_I/AAAAAAAADJs/9wUBMlltkMc/s1600/bopener.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j_xnD2bckeM/Tux2k5l_o_I/AAAAAAAADJs/9wUBMlltkMc/s400/bopener.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bottle Opener for Giant Beer Bottles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtUX09yfUb4/Tux2i9jxqGI/AAAAAAAADJk/IypHwZoZcQ4/s1600/beer+bottles.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtUX09yfUb4/Tux2i9jxqGI/AAAAAAAADJk/IypHwZoZcQ4/s400/beer+bottles.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The venue was pretty cool, with all kinds of historic displays and vintage beer posters decorating the walls and other spaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cuRy7E2wNVQ/Tux3arZuWkI/AAAAAAAADJ8/MBW3GotxTj4/s1600/horses.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cuRy7E2wNVQ/Tux3arZuWkI/AAAAAAAADJ8/MBW3GotxTj4/s400/horses.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Models of the famous&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.carltonclydesdales.com.au/History.aspx"&gt;Carlton Clydesdales&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This breed of horse played a big part in building parts of Australia in the 1800's: agriculture and building dams. In addition to working with milkmen and green grocers to bring locals their milk and fruit and veggies, Clydesdales delivered beer to public houses well into the 20th century.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOquS6Nxqzg/Tux3fz7cWVI/AAAAAAAADKE/fOcTVx7_9Ag/s1600/p%252Bhorse+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOquS6Nxqzg/Tux3fz7cWVI/AAAAAAAADKE/fOcTVx7_9Ag/s400/p%252Bhorse+2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This poor horse had an accident with his eye.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bb3lTsFwz-w/Tux3pLxvjGI/AAAAAAAADKc/zHez3tp1PjI/s1600/drama+ladies.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bb3lTsFwz-w/Tux3pLxvjGI/AAAAAAAADKc/zHez3tp1PjI/s400/drama+ladies.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these are the ladies of the Drama Department in basic black and white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-2373269415209334835?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/2373269415209334835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=2373269415209334835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2373269415209334835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2373269415209334835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-more-teaching-no-more-books.html' title='No more teaching, no more books...'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EALMHdrJ7E/Tuxz2pFm4hI/AAAAAAAADJc/RvzenRLHPS0/s72-c/giant+beer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7057028958593803569</id><published>2011-12-07T09:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:08:48.831+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixed Address</title><content type='html'>I've just sent out my Christmas Cards, and for those who wish to send me lovely, old-fashioned snail mail,&amp;nbsp;my address is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9/6 Francis Grove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thornbury, VIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Australia 3071&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are two views of my flat. The lounge room and one view of the kitchen. (Brand new kitchen and gas appliances.) More views to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEr1g3vlYos/Tt6RlxfQVeI/AAAAAAAADJM/kqU6PvfxrMA/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEr1g3vlYos/Tt6RlxfQVeI/AAAAAAAADJM/kqU6PvfxrMA/s400/photo.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BU6J9Jjw7c/Tt6Ro5Deg1I/AAAAAAAADJU/TP9uk5PrajA/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BU6J9Jjw7c/Tt6Ro5Deg1I/AAAAAAAADJU/TP9uk5PrajA/s400/photo-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7057028958593803569?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7057028958593803569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7057028958593803569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7057028958593803569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7057028958593803569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/12/fixed-address.html' title='Fixed Address'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEr1g3vlYos/Tt6RlxfQVeI/AAAAAAAADJM/kqU6PvfxrMA/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4819222482534483346</id><published>2011-12-07T09:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:03:19.494+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunlight over EKTORP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tjj8_le0pSc/Tt6QQTnjfGI/AAAAAAAADI0/kD7hXnX4aAs/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tjj8_le0pSc/Tt6QQTnjfGI/AAAAAAAADI0/kD7hXnX4aAs/s400/photo-2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it's funny that I'm so proud of my IKEA couch. Sunlight looks amazing on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGLMOs6e5ko/Tt6Qs-rS1kI/AAAAAAAADI8/yrMmJlVssMk/s1600/photo-5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGLMOs6e5ko/Tt6Qs-rS1kI/AAAAAAAADI8/yrMmJlVssMk/s400/photo-5.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1WBchOeQ0E/Tt6Q2co8DBI/AAAAAAAADJE/rkuOuQDLgSo/s1600/photo-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1WBchOeQ0E/Tt6Q2co8DBI/AAAAAAAADJE/rkuOuQDLgSo/s400/photo-3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4819222482534483346?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4819222482534483346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4819222482534483346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4819222482534483346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4819222482534483346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunlight-over-ektorp.html' title='Sunlight over EKTORP'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tjj8_le0pSc/Tt6QQTnjfGI/AAAAAAAADI0/kD7hXnX4aAs/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6505537376420768622</id><published>2011-12-07T08:58:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:14:37.844+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rundown on November</title><content type='html'>I went underground and really didn't blog at all in November. It was a pretty hectic month. I'll give you a quick rundown on things that happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found a home and moved in. It is bright and light and quirky and I love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought a fridge. Everyone who rents has their own fridge here. Fridges just don't come with rental properties.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The siren calls of IKEA, local opshops and garage sales ring in my ears once more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The One Act Play Project I directed for &lt;a href="http://www.vervestudios.com.au/"&gt;Verve Studios&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;went into production week and then opened, ran its season and closed. I think all my actors found it a positive learning experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lost my iPhone in a taxi on closing night and had to scramble to get a new phone. I lost many phone numbers... some of which I needed to lose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to a fantastic Birthday party for my lovely friend, Jasmina. (If you want the truth.... I got very loose and blew off HEAPS of steam.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started rehearsals for my upcoming project, The Drowning Girls. My actors are wonderful and I am SO excited for this production.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I coordinated and ran semester end assessments for my Drama and French students. I've almost finished reporting on 120 students.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have formed a close bond with my Chinese Medicine Doctor as I went for weekly acupuncture and cupping treatments. I am still drinking spewy tasting herbal concoctions daily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6505537376420768622?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6505537376420768622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6505537376420768622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6505537376420768622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6505537376420768622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/12/rundown-on-november.html' title='The Rundown on November'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5625947424208190504</id><published>2011-11-09T19:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T19:07:58.615+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew_2-aLOI6k/Tro0d11LbUI/AAAAAAAADIs/UX02g-PfPfQ/s1600/star+jasmon" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew_2-aLOI6k/Tro0d11LbUI/AAAAAAAADIs/UX02g-PfPfQ/s320/star+jasmon" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Star jasmine at Che and Sapidah's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Australia smells amazing right now: warm nights with Star Jasmine, Roses and Orange Flower. You can't bottle this stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5625947424208190504?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5625947424208190504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5625947424208190504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5625947424208190504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5625947424208190504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/11/smells-good.html' title='Smells Good'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew_2-aLOI6k/Tro0d11LbUI/AAAAAAAADIs/UX02g-PfPfQ/s72-c/star+jasmon' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6513373255740571469</id><published>2011-11-01T23:14:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:19:35.561+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting It Off My Chest</title><content type='html'>I am usually careful to be cryptic in my blog posts. I don't want to reveal too much of myself , so I tend to err on the side of optimism and light. Well, right now, I'm in a space in my life where I feel there is power in articulating my anger and dissatisfaction...if only to place it behind me and move forward.&lt;br /&gt;I like lists, so I thought I'd make one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reasons I'm Angry:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm angry that my heart was broken.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm angry that I invested in a "we" when I should have been looking out for &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm angry that I have no fixed address yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm angry that my body shut down in the face of stress and anxiety and as a result, my health has been compromised.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm angry I have to commit time and energy and money to healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's another list:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrate my resilience and perseverance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrate and am &lt;b&gt;very &lt;/b&gt;thankful for my friends...actually... here, they are&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;my family &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;who support and care for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrate the fact that I have two big creative theatrical projects I can dive into.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrate my teaching job, which gives me joy and provides me with good money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm thankful for a great Chinese Medicine Doctor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrate the lesson of patience.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrate the potential in my present and my future. I'm calling in good things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kVmhHW6Aqig/Tq_d8z9hrrI/AAAAAAAADIk/nyJY6SfNOTs/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kVmhHW6Aqig/Tq_d8z9hrrI/AAAAAAAADIk/nyJY6SfNOTs/s320/photo-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be Free&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6513373255740571469?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6513373255740571469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6513373255740571469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6513373255740571469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6513373255740571469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/11/getting-it-off-my-chest.html' title='Getting It Off My Chest'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kVmhHW6Aqig/Tq_d8z9hrrI/AAAAAAAADIk/nyJY6SfNOTs/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5603734120054975103</id><published>2011-10-23T09:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T09:04:51.498+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Uppers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPQul7YSri8/TqM9tcJcQqI/AAAAAAAADHI/iRM4XMfUQVA/s1600/costco+trip+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPQul7YSri8/TqM9tcJcQqI/AAAAAAAADHI/iRM4XMfUQVA/s1600/costco+trip+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last Sunday, I met Sheila, Sue and Finn at Costco for a coffee and a visit &amp;nbsp;and a shopping mission. I bought&amp;nbsp;pumpkin pie and maple syrup.&amp;nbsp;I thought about writing a haiku or something equally clever to express my thoughts and feelings about pumpkin pie and maple syrup.... but I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;think it's enough to say that these things have helped lift my spirits when I was feeling low this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5603734120054975103?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5603734120054975103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5603734120054975103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5603734120054975103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5603734120054975103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/10/uppers.html' title='Uppers'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPQul7YSri8/TqM9tcJcQqI/AAAAAAAADHI/iRM4XMfUQVA/s72-c/costco+trip+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6820630722621144099</id><published>2011-10-16T18:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T18:31:32.821+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Convenience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've decided I am too busy for the next couple months to set aside time to shop at the market. Well actually, if I thought about it, I could do it....it's not impossible. However, I've opted for easy and I am now getting my fruits and veggies delivered every fortnight. My first box came this last week and it was like Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0O99ZJUlSIU/TpqGWi0ZjVI/AAAAAAAADGo/CpG3HCo4ckM/s1600/My+HipstaPrint+0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0O99ZJUlSIU/TpqGWi0ZjVI/AAAAAAAADGo/CpG3HCo4ckM/s320/My+HipstaPrint+0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the Globe Artichoke! I steamed it and dipped each leaf in garlic butter with crusty bread last night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hO-OQPL5cC0/TpqGa-Lpk3I/AAAAAAAADGw/K3nK-jQVFsU/s1600/My+HipstaPrint+0-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hO-OQPL5cC0/TpqGa-Lpk3I/AAAAAAAADGw/K3nK-jQVFsU/s320/My+HipstaPrint+0-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTMk2VKyzFM/TpqGetFHgtI/AAAAAAAADG4/A9PowaQaA5s/s1600/My+HipstaPrint+0-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTMk2VKyzFM/TpqGetFHgtI/AAAAAAAADG4/A9PowaQaA5s/s320/My+HipstaPrint+0-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6820630722621144099?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6820630722621144099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6820630722621144099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6820630722621144099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6820630722621144099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/10/convenience.html' title='Convenience'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0O99ZJUlSIU/TpqGWi0ZjVI/AAAAAAAADGo/CpG3HCo4ckM/s72-c/My+HipstaPrint+0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3166213788293287271</id><published>2011-10-16T10:31:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:32:13.835+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions in Coburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The universe is looking out for me. As I search for the best place to live (as in: by myself!), I am lucky enough to be housesitting for the month of October at a cute little cottage in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coburg,_Victoria"&gt;Coburg&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;while it's owners are overseas visiting relatives in Vancouver. (Fancy that!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHthku8SV4E/TpoTXZtfkeI/AAAAAAAADGA/a3GrCNBLq-k/s1600/sam%2526tarryn+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHthku8SV4E/TpoTXZtfkeI/AAAAAAAADGA/a3GrCNBLq-k/s320/sam%2526tarryn+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, while the cottage is cute, and it's owners &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;like to say&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; it is in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brunswick_East,_Victoria"&gt;Brunswick East&lt;/a&gt;, it is technically in Coburg. Nestled in between factory outlets, it is quiet, but it is the farthest out I've ever lived in Melbourne. It's a fresh 10 minute cycle to meet Evelyn and Paul for our morning carpool out to work, and I must look after Oscar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Oscar:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDxA0YElJHE/TpoTal3DpUI/AAAAAAAADGI/wwWqDEziseM/s1600/oscar.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDxA0YElJHE/TpoTal3DpUI/AAAAAAAADGI/wwWqDEziseM/s320/oscar.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am SO NOT a cat lover, and Oscar tends towards needy. He's an old man cat, so that's ok, I guess... at least he isn't hectic. Oscar and I have established boundaries: I feed him on time and he doesn't jump on the dining table or sleep near my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3166213788293287271?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3166213788293287271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3166213788293287271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3166213788293287271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3166213788293287271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/10/transitions-in-coburg.html' title='Transitions in Coburg'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHthku8SV4E/TpoTXZtfkeI/AAAAAAAADGA/a3GrCNBLq-k/s72-c/sam%2526tarryn+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7085202312325970140</id><published>2011-10-09T17:26:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T17:27:33.644+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Season One... done and dusted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Turtles are tired, content and a bit hungover after we celebrated the closing night of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.melbournefringe.com.au/"&gt;Melbourne Fringe Festival&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPC0sLPh41c/TpE71dVTpfI/AAAAAAAADF4/Wv3dUUtWW3c/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPC0sLPh41c/TpE71dVTpfI/AAAAAAAADF4/Wv3dUUtWW3c/s320/photo-2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my production of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Second of Pleasure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; went up early in the festival, I had the most opportunity of the three of us to see other shows. Nadia and Sapidah's show, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ulrike Meinhof Sing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;s had an almost sold out season, and given that it is an intensely dense text AND a really difficult piece to stage, they ended on a very strong note.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated with&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a lot&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;of Honey Vodka shots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;t the Lithuanian Club (so good and so cheap!), and a bit of a boogie at the Fringe Club. Nadia and I lasted until 4 am. &amp;nbsp;We got messy and we were fine with it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5s3h0TaERWw/TpE7v6qkiYI/AAAAAAAADFw/9vgQeJQ1eoA/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5s3h0TaERWw/TpE7v6qkiYI/AAAAAAAADFw/9vgQeJQ1eoA/s320/photo-4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7085202312325970140?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7085202312325970140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7085202312325970140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7085202312325970140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7085202312325970140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/10/season-one.html' title='Season One... done and dusted'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPC0sLPh41c/TpE71dVTpfI/AAAAAAAADF4/Wv3dUUtWW3c/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4443338598965382928</id><published>2011-09-30T09:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:36:33.643+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VJF6jiQfaj8/ToT7sqiJQPI/AAAAAAAADFo/69hlXKDk-PI/s1600/lorne+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VJF6jiQfaj8/ToT7sqiJQPI/AAAAAAAADFo/69hlXKDk-PI/s320/lorne+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is often the case, when I finish with an intense period of activity in the city, I escape to Lorne to find some breathing space. I took my time driving down the coast and enjoyed sitting on a few beaches and just looking out over the sea... until the torrential rains came. &lt;br /&gt;I am quite content to just sit &amp;nbsp;and breathe salt air. The weather is immaterial. I needed to watch the sea move and gather my thoughts, allow some learning (personal and professional) to consolidate and to just let myself be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with Jas and Ava, and when the rain cleared, we wandered the main street, popped in to shops and said hi to people.... and yes, we giggled at the adorable baby Ava and her goofy smiles...but mostly we just talked and talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed on for dinner at the farm and overnight, and after a great visit, drove back into the city the next morning via Jas and Matt's preferred shortcut.... a new one for me. &amp;nbsp;These backroads revealed deep gullies, rolling fields, a few planted with bright yellow canola, some old farm windmills and twisted gum trees.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing for me to take advantage of breathing space. It's good to really sit quietly. And, as I travel on new roads, to be reminded that I actually like new roads and adventure and not knowing what might happen next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4443338598965382928?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4443338598965382928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4443338598965382928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4443338598965382928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4443338598965382928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/09/breathing-space.html' title='Breathing Space'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VJF6jiQfaj8/ToT7sqiJQPI/AAAAAAAADFo/69hlXKDk-PI/s72-c/lorne+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7303891067900979579</id><published>2011-09-24T17:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T17:50:27.827+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...and scene.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbF073xEbG8/Tn2HEZkabzI/AAAAAAAADFU/9KcG3WpFxDY/s1600/keep+clear" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbF073xEbG8/Tn2HEZkabzI/AAAAAAAADFU/9KcG3WpFxDY/s320/keep+clear" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got through this week's season of my production of &lt;b&gt;A Second of Pleasure&lt;/b&gt; by Neil Labute. The week was rife with challenges, but we enjoyed a fair review in both the &lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/entertainment/theatre/a-second-of-pleasure-20110920-1kjdp.html"&gt;The Age and the Sydney Morning Herald&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pwAa1c_kmiE/Tn2HL92PmYI/AAAAAAAADFY/GCaCsbuqRPo/s1600/prod1" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pwAa1c_kmiE/Tn2HL92PmYI/AAAAAAAADFY/GCaCsbuqRPo/s320/prod1" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While Stephen and Carla worked throughout the week to solidify text, play objectives and negotiate the space, audiences seemed intrigued, curious, perplexed, and entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bG2_nE5eNfQ/Tn2HkSeY2mI/AAAAAAAADFc/pRd9HWuipy8/s1600/prdo2" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bG2_nE5eNfQ/Tn2HkSeY2mI/AAAAAAAADFc/pRd9HWuipy8/s320/prdo2" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every evening, we had a handful of audience members there "on purpose", and we always picked up an even larger handful of randoms. People would glance as they passed, some rubbernecked, others slowed down and then stopped. Still others passed, but paused the turn around and watch at a safe distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUV3hxtGHW4/Tn2IXLfchKI/AAAAAAAADFg/bbcDDy3IcIw/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUV3hxtGHW4/Tn2IXLfchKI/AAAAAAAADFg/bbcDDy3IcIw/s320/photo-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Each night someone would stop and ask someone else who was watching, "What's going on? " "Is this real?" I loved watching the reactions of people as they passed to catch their trains. I loved it when no one applauded. It doesn't end on a happy note, and the two actors would leave each other at the end of the scene, each walking in their own separate direction: Stephen (Kurt), towards the trains, and Carla (Jess), back up to the street level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uHX-oe36xG8/Tn2Jj6ecxUI/AAAAAAAADFk/xkpJ284FW6E/s1600/degraves" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uHX-oe36xG8/Tn2Jj6ecxUI/AAAAAAAADFk/xkpJ284FW6E/s320/degraves" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Many people commented that they felt guilty and voyeuristic as they watched Jess and Kurt end their relationship. "I felt bad for watching!" "I felt a little bit wrong."&lt;br /&gt;The grumpy Metro guy who turned out the lights and locked the roller doors at 7 pm every night watched the end of the show one evening and after Jess breaks up with Kurt and leaves him standing there with a train to catch, he said, "Poor bloke.... I had a lady do that to me last month. I was devastated."&lt;br /&gt;And that's the beauty and the tension of site-generic work. Is it real, is it not real?How real do you try to make it? How performative do you make it? &amp;nbsp;Does it matter as long as people recognize the moment as one they themselves have experienced?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7303891067900979579?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7303891067900979579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7303891067900979579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7303891067900979579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7303891067900979579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-scene.html' title='...and scene.'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbF073xEbG8/Tn2HEZkabzI/AAAAAAAADFU/9KcG3WpFxDY/s72-c/keep+clear' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7599632210677712743</id><published>2011-09-17T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T21:50:07.130+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubblegum and Briquettes</title><content type='html'>As I cycled home from my rehearsal today, the city smelled like bubblegum and barbeques. It was a warm day, and a warm evening --- so maybe it was a concoction of jasmine, fresh mown grass, and other scented trees that filled the air with candy-like sweetness. There must have been someone in each neighborhood who was firing up some fresh briquettes to have a barbeque.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7599632210677712743?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7599632210677712743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7599632210677712743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7599632210677712743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7599632210677712743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/09/bubblegum-and-briquettes.html' title='Bubblegum and Briquettes'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3782982154554691412</id><published>2011-09-13T21:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:48:45.070+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Energy</title><content type='html'>Spring is sneaking into swing here in Melbourne. The jasmine is blooming and scenting the air, and camellias, irises and violets have been blooming for some time. Calla lilies and roses are starting to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2yU116cpJ4/Tm9CnrqxB7I/AAAAAAAADFQ/L0GSP2tfOs4/s1600/market+bloom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2yU116cpJ4/Tm9CnrqxB7I/AAAAAAAADFQ/L0GSP2tfOs4/s1600/market+bloom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought two bunches of ranunculus at the market on the weekend, and the riotous colours and open blossoms make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fringe show opens next week, and things are busy. Often, I can put way too much pressure on myself to meet my own exacting standards in so many areas of my life. And, of course, this means hello to anxiety and sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great yoga class tonight. At the end of class, when our heads were bowed in namaste, &amp;nbsp;my yoga instructor reminded us to "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be content with your effort&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;". &amp;nbsp;Good timing. (How is it that this man always says the things that I need to hear the most? ...One reason why he's my favourite.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3782982154554691412?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3782982154554691412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3782982154554691412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3782982154554691412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3782982154554691412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/09/spring-energy.html' title='Spring Energy'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2yU116cpJ4/Tm9CnrqxB7I/AAAAAAAADFQ/L0GSP2tfOs4/s72-c/market+bloom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3190168348138490266</id><published>2011-09-07T18:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T18:02:41.874+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Launch Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOAVEimLWGA/TmciLkgVMaI/AAAAAAAADE8/GJu8lExw-BM/s1600/t2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOAVEimLWGA/TmciLkgVMaI/AAAAAAAADE8/GJu8lExw-BM/s320/t2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sapidah, Nadia and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's on!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.turtlelab.com.au/"&gt;Turtle Lab&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has launched! We had a lovely afternoon at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.provenancefoodwine.com.au/"&gt;Provenance&lt;/a&gt;, with Benny and Jules playing cool jazz in the front of the restaurant, and our supporters (30 strong!) gathering at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kK-wiF7zBxE/TmchyaxzWPI/AAAAAAAADE4/hqdPaXQP_TE/s1600/p%252Bm%252Bt.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kK-wiF7zBxE/TmchyaxzWPI/AAAAAAAADE4/hqdPaXQP_TE/s320/p%252Bm%252Bt.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and two of my students, Margot and Tristan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDvLz10J3RE/Tmchjuy4sbI/AAAAAAAADEw/Gy1yyLb8GOY/s1600/c%252Br%252Bx.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDvLz10J3RE/Tmchjuy4sbI/AAAAAAAADEw/Gy1yyLb8GOY/s320/c%252Br%252Bx.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris, Rinske and Xanthe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECWeF14ehW4/TmchrH50KOI/AAAAAAAADE0/mkjdKeTfanE/s1600/e%252B+crew.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECWeF14ehW4/TmchrH50KOI/AAAAAAAADE0/mkjdKeTfanE/s320/e%252B+crew.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elise, our producer and her crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUW2o5HcPAk/Tmck36HTHwI/AAAAAAAADFM/FsE9OPK8fkk/s1600/+a%252Bn+2" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUW2o5HcPAk/Tmck36HTHwI/AAAAAAAADFM/FsE9OPK8fkk/s320/+a%252Bn+2" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Allen and Nick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3190168348138490266?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3190168348138490266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3190168348138490266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3190168348138490266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3190168348138490266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/09/launch-party.html' title='Launch Party'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOAVEimLWGA/TmciLkgVMaI/AAAAAAAADE8/GJu8lExw-BM/s72-c/t2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6031694095300416539</id><published>2011-09-07T18:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T18:00:57.032+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle Working Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVfDJf7OgLk/TmcfP5hA9fI/AAAAAAAADEk/O_C8e-b1ozs/s1600/turtlelab+cookies.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVfDJf7OgLk/TmcfP5hA9fI/AAAAAAAADEk/O_C8e-b1ozs/s320/turtlelab+cookies.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sapidah, Nadia and I got together on Saturday night to prepare and fill the gift bags we gave out to all those who attended the Launch party. I made and baked Brownies (gluten free and gluten full) and Chocolate Chunk Pecan Cookies to wrap and include in the goodies bag. Red wine was consumed and many laughs were had in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sWm8DHMgFdE/Tmcj0_fEmXI/AAAAAAAADFA/8ndMYI8PdMo/s1600/speeds.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sWm8DHMgFdE/Tmcj0_fEmXI/AAAAAAAADFA/8ndMYI8PdMo/s320/speeds.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sapidah was in charge of cello wrap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6wkl9RJ5n6Y/Tmcj34D4SII/AAAAAAAADFE/s5t_3PRxeLc/s1600/nadia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6wkl9RJ5n6Y/Tmcj34D4SII/AAAAAAAADFE/s5t_3PRxeLc/s320/nadia.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nadia was dogsbody: she poured, scooped, filled bags and tested the product.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoGdxma4PRA/Tmcj7E8n6OI/AAAAAAAADFI/283SUm6xSMs/s1600/bik.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoGdxma4PRA/Tmcj7E8n6OI/AAAAAAAADFI/283SUm6xSMs/s320/bik.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hipstamatic shot of Brownies and Chocolate Pecan Cookies bonbonieres.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6031694095300416539?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6031694095300416539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6031694095300416539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6031694095300416539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6031694095300416539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/09/turtle-working-bee.html' title='Turtle Working Bee'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVfDJf7OgLk/TmcfP5hA9fI/AAAAAAAADEk/O_C8e-b1ozs/s72-c/turtlelab+cookies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8708160156461653073</id><published>2011-09-03T17:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T17:14:43.542+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle Lab Online</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.turtlelab.com.au/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;check out our new website!&lt;br /&gt;Nadia, Sapidah and I launch our new theatre collective tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It's all happening...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8708160156461653073?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8708160156461653073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8708160156461653073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8708160156461653073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8708160156461653073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/09/turtle-lab-online.html' title='Turtle Lab Online'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5507876921606059837</id><published>2011-09-03T17:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T17:12:45.242+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime in Melbourne</title><content type='html'>I have been ABSOLUTELY &amp;nbsp;PATHETIC in maintaining this fricking blog! August passed with one post and that's just shocking.&lt;br /&gt;September will make up for it, believe me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a lovely post though: I had dinner with some beautiful friends of mine on Tuesday night. We ate lots, drank good red wine and talked about both the meaningful and the inconsequential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hG-3oRXYaaQ/TmHR6fLt3zI/AAAAAAAADEI/xHY2D4DCHY0/s1600/sapidah+and+xanthe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hG-3oRXYaaQ/TmHR6fLt3zI/AAAAAAAADEI/xHY2D4DCHY0/s1600/sapidah+and+xanthe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sapidah and Xanthe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A47r7K4KArs/TmHSJDk2slI/AAAAAAAADEM/HVZ_S5smEqs/s1600/nadia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A47r7K4KArs/TmHSJDk2slI/AAAAAAAADEM/HVZ_S5smEqs/s1600/nadia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nadia hates having her photo taken, and she never poses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GYnKxubXOI/TmHSVHvm_8I/AAAAAAAADEQ/wLVV9UrtiqQ/s1600/lara+and+karen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GYnKxubXOI/TmHSVHvm_8I/AAAAAAAADEQ/wLVV9UrtiqQ/s1600/lara+and+karen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is Lara and Karen during one of the meaningful conversations...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaLRhoxIWIg/TmHSkypjiKI/AAAAAAAADEU/mlXlRONjXKY/s1600/p+and+xanthe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaLRhoxIWIg/TmHSkypjiKI/AAAAAAAADEU/mlXlRONjXKY/s1600/p+and+xanthe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xanthe and I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVmBxLhzqw/TmHStDARH6I/AAAAAAAADEY/_V-rch9rEUk/s1600/rinske.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVmBxLhzqw/TmHStDARH6I/AAAAAAAADEY/_V-rch9rEUk/s1600/rinske.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rinkse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_48sqXVjt78/TmHS0Oct9aI/AAAAAAAADEc/LYMebOlpb4Y/s1600/sapidah+and+lara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_48sqXVjt78/TmHS0Oct9aI/AAAAAAAADEc/LYMebOlpb4Y/s1600/sapidah+and+lara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lara and Sapidah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-guT6-GKZ9vU/TmHTDdcKMdI/AAAAAAAADEg/SzISbyiQbYM/s1600/vege+goodness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-guT6-GKZ9vU/TmHTDdcKMdI/AAAAAAAADEg/SzISbyiQbYM/s1600/vege+goodness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ratatouille Goodness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5507876921606059837?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5507876921606059837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5507876921606059837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5507876921606059837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5507876921606059837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/09/springtime-in-melbourne.html' title='Springtime in Melbourne'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hG-3oRXYaaQ/TmHR6fLt3zI/AAAAAAAADEI/xHY2D4DCHY0/s72-c/sapidah+and+xanthe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3433429989580876276</id><published>2011-08-23T19:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T19:14:19.531+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt Martha Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It's been a while since I last visited with Sheila and Sue, and this last weekend, I went down to Mt. Martha for an overnight, had a great catchup and shared two wonderful meals with them and Finn and Trinity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wiBj9tqABqo/TlNuIomPFCI/AAAAAAAADEE/AiiZdf5pV-g/s1600/f0ff67db6062494f81158d9d2eb1dd96_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wiBj9tqABqo/TlNuIomPFCI/AAAAAAAADEE/AiiZdf5pV-g/s1600/f0ff67db6062494f81158d9d2eb1dd96_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sue made a Pavlova, and dressed it with Passionfruit (from their garden), Kiwis and cream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kwWsabenq8/TlNuGpqK9XI/AAAAAAAADEA/3vLdqArIGGI/s1600/54bd4fb94b544b1e90b12c531e0a6d53_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kwWsabenq8/TlNuGpqK9XI/AAAAAAAADEA/3vLdqArIGGI/s1600/54bd4fb94b544b1e90b12c531e0a6d53_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finn is a big fan of dessert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1679648403"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1679648404"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3433429989580876276?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3433429989580876276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3433429989580876276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3433429989580876276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3433429989580876276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/08/mt-martha-visit.html' title='Mt Martha Visit'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wiBj9tqABqo/TlNuIomPFCI/AAAAAAAADEE/AiiZdf5pV-g/s72-c/f0ff67db6062494f81158d9d2eb1dd96_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5438083958403711152</id><published>2011-07-25T20:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:20:13.194+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"Life's Good when Phil Collins is Your Inner Soundtrack."</title><content type='html'>I teach some funny, cool kids. The following interaction made my week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in my Year 7 French class, Student X was beginning to distract those around him. He's not a naughty kid usually. He's smart and quick to answer, question and make connections in class. Today, however, he was starting to sing a Phil Collins anthem like he meant it. "&lt;i&gt;I can feel it coming in the air tonight, O Lord.... and I've been waiting for this moment all my life, O Lord...!!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;....and then there was the epic air drum solo...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quickly apparent that I was about to lose the six boys in his general vicinity to a great '80s song and there would soon be no end to the group air drum solos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (as I wandered past him) &lt;i&gt;Hey X, Phil Collins. Nice choice. Everybody likes Phil Collins.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X: &lt;i&gt;Yeah Miss, Phil Collins is awesome!&lt;/i&gt; (singing loudly, but not unpleasantly) &lt;i&gt;I can feel it coming in the air tonight, O Lo--&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;So X, While Phil's cool, no question, &amp;nbsp;I'm wondering if you can have him as your inner soundtrack as opposed to your outer soundtrack. What do you reckon?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X: &lt;i&gt;Sure, Miss. ....&lt;/i&gt; (Still singing, only a bit quieter) &lt;i&gt;Nah-na-na- nah -- coming in the na ta-nah-- O&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Yeah, X, I think the focus here is on the INNER part of the inner soundtrack...you know, like in your head where only you can hear it? Nobody else?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X: &lt;i&gt;Ah yeah. But what about the drum bit? &lt;/i&gt;(does the drum bit to emphasize it's value.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Yeah, well...I agree. The drum solo is the best bit... but...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X: &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;You want me to do it in my head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Like only you can hear it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X: &lt;i&gt;Yeah right. OK. Look, I'll try it, Miss.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Yeah...give it a go, X. I think it'll still be cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X squints his eyes and looks out the sunny window, very obviously singing Phil Collins in his head. He's cool. Undeniably. ...and then he busts out a very energetic drum solo involving his pens, a pencil case, the window and his seat partner's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Yeah,&lt;/i&gt; n&lt;i&gt;ah, X...the drum solo is in your head too, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X: (laughing) A&lt;i&gt;h right...I didn't know what you meant...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (laughing too)&lt;i&gt; ....Yeah right. You did so. See if you can do it now, okay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X: S&lt;i&gt;orry Miss. ...in my head. Can I do it while I put this (rubbish) in the bin?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Yeah. Give it a go while walking. I think that would be the coolest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X walks across the room &amp;nbsp;to put some paper in the bin. He moves smoothly, to the rhythm &amp;nbsp;of Phil Collins in his head. He pauses halfway back to his seat and looks out the window --- to the drum solo --- and then he moves back to his seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student X: &lt;i&gt;Hey Ms Unger, life's good when Phil Collins is your inner soundtrack.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5438083958403711152?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5438083958403711152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5438083958403711152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5438083958403711152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5438083958403711152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/07/lifes-good-when-phil-collins-is-your.html' title='&quot;Life&apos;s Good when Phil Collins is Your Inner Soundtrack.&quot;'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6673014858536141334</id><published>2011-07-24T11:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T11:44:38.613+10:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Search for the Best Bomboloni in town</title><content type='html'>Here at Lord Street, I am well-situated to enjoy the excellent foodie offerings of &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brunswick_East,_Victoria"&gt;East Brunswick&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and North Lygon Street. At the moment, I am on a personal mission to find the best Bomboloni, or Custard Donut in Melbourne.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sugardough.com.au/"&gt;Sugardough Panificio and Patisserie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is right around the corner from me, and it is too easy to step off a tram and pop in for a treat and a latte. They have a great selection of donuts: chocolate, vanilla, strawberry and blackberry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Vanilla Custard Bomboloni, lightly dusted with icing sugar and not too sweet, but very custardy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8G74o6AB0w/Tit41jfBqDI/AAAAAAAADDo/Ck8pq_WAWuA/s1600/ee9b577e08034be99810645f1d425e94_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8G74o6AB0w/Tit41jfBqDI/AAAAAAAADDo/Ck8pq_WAWuA/s1600/ee9b577e08034be99810645f1d425e94_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6673014858536141334?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6673014858536141334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6673014858536141334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6673014858536141334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6673014858536141334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-search-for-best-bomboloni-in-town.html' title='On a Search for the Best Bomboloni in town'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8G74o6AB0w/Tit41jfBqDI/AAAAAAAADDo/Ck8pq_WAWuA/s72-c/ee9b577e08034be99810645f1d425e94_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4410841920162327736</id><published>2011-07-19T18:53:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T19:17:59.287+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays Are Over</title><content type='html'>Two weeks  of holidays fly by, and as always, on the first day back at at school,  it hardly feels like I've left! That's alright. I had a good time, and I guess it can be best described as an uneasy balance of work and relaxation. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top 5  Winter Holiday Activities: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A weekend in Lorne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffees, red wines, hot chocolates, Frangelico and limes on ice, teas and dinners with friends in the city.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping in and reading in bed on one or two mornings. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completing official Turtle Lab business with Nadia. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making big progress on my To-Do List for producing my Fringe show,&lt;b&gt; A Second of Pleasure&lt;/b&gt; in September and &lt;b&gt;The Drowning Girls&lt;/b&gt; in February. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4410841920162327736?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4410841920162327736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4410841920162327736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4410841920162327736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4410841920162327736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/07/holidays-are-over.html' title='Holidays Are Over'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3525040793701531722</id><published>2011-07-12T11:49:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T11:53:09.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up with Jas and Ava</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cute is Ava?! Jas and Matt's little bub is almost 7 months old, and she is adorable! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TgLh4roaMEU/ThuoXr6-FVI/AAAAAAAADDk/NROKlYXJ1R0/s1600/bee79755752d47ef98ad559b5db44b8a_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TgLh4roaMEU/ThuoXr6-FVI/AAAAAAAADDk/NROKlYXJ1R0/s400/bee79755752d47ef98ad559b5db44b8a_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628277284210087250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went for a walk along the foreshore in Lorne on a sunny, big wave Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KN9Bm4q5zjI/ThuoTSB63bI/AAAAAAAADDc/UI94NZQUHqE/s1600/c4bfa1a2767d48a59dac40ba01e981bb_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KN9Bm4q5zjI/ThuoTSB63bI/AAAAAAAADDc/UI94NZQUHqE/s400/c4bfa1a2767d48a59dac40ba01e981bb_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628277208540437938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zephyr leading the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYuDm5rso-o/ThuoNDK7PnI/AAAAAAAADDU/Ld6uAGrUyw8/s1600/6274ba7284aa47a784254741579885f8_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYuDm5rso-o/ThuoNDK7PnI/AAAAAAAADDU/Ld6uAGrUyw8/s400/6274ba7284aa47a784254741579885f8_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628277101472464498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3525040793701531722?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3525040793701531722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3525040793701531722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3525040793701531722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3525040793701531722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/07/catch-up-with-jas-and-ava.html' title='Catch up with Jas and Ava'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TgLh4roaMEU/ThuoXr6-FVI/AAAAAAAADDk/NROKlYXJ1R0/s72-c/bee79755752d47ef98ad559b5db44b8a_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7552787252206245143</id><published>2011-07-12T11:33:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T11:48:44.864+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Swell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went down to Lorne for the weekend, and was treated to massive swell! These shots are from Cathedral Rock. These shots don't really do it justice (while it is hip and cool, I haven't figured out how to make the best use of my iPhone Hipstamatic App)  ...but the waves were huge and the hard core locals were out for some big rides. (They are the little black dots in the bottom left hand of the frame!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iy-2MGuknM/ThultFE4KLI/AAAAAAAADDM/U6F0PvI2Yt8/s1600/25c516178fbf433286c06e0e97216f92_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iy-2MGuknM/ThultFE4KLI/AAAAAAAADDM/U6F0PvI2Yt8/s400/25c516178fbf433286c06e0e97216f92_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628274353204897970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The car park banter was highly entertaining, and as each new set came in, bigger and bigger, iPhones and cameras came out. All in good nature, the car park guys hung shit on those battling  to get out back and avoid copping a mighty wave crashing on their heads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0w6ZFB0Oyg/Thull0olKgI/AAAAAAAADDE/huvPUtp6C0o/s1600/4ad9a9fa440a419480b8cb8782fcee8f_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0w6ZFB0Oyg/Thull0olKgI/AAAAAAAADDE/huvPUtp6C0o/s400/4ad9a9fa440a419480b8cb8782fcee8f_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628274228532161026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salty surf dogs compared this swell with another big one...back in '86.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ogiWDYPifQo/ThulgWVhhAI/AAAAAAAADC8/t-JUf60G7Zw/s1600/136c231193fb45e0aa7b7495e7284161_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ogiWDYPifQo/ThulgWVhhAI/AAAAAAAADC8/t-JUf60G7Zw/s400/136c231193fb45e0aa7b7495e7284161_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628274134499820546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7552787252206245143?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7552787252206245143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7552787252206245143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7552787252206245143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7552787252206245143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-swell.html' title='Big Swell'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iy-2MGuknM/ThultFE4KLI/AAAAAAAADDM/U6F0PvI2Yt8/s72-c/25c516178fbf433286c06e0e97216f92_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1189255432889876885</id><published>2011-07-04T21:44:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:52:14.321+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtles at the Bank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today, Nadia and I went to the Commonwealth Bank to open an account for our new not-for-profit Theatre Company,&lt;b&gt; Turtle Lab Inc.&lt;/b&gt; Now let the fundraising begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QGqEj5IMxs/ThGn5GJwI9I/AAAAAAAADCw/aUlrRnzkfQc/s1600/turtle%2Blab%2Bbanking%2B.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QGqEj5IMxs/ThGn5GJwI9I/AAAAAAAADCw/aUlrRnzkfQc/s400/turtle%2Blab%2Bbanking%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625462008908358610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_EYpkOMLeU/ThGnxICvw0I/AAAAAAAADCo/wRpSEPg4sfg/s1600/turtle%2Blab%2Binc%2Bbanking.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_EYpkOMLeU/ThGnxICvw0I/AAAAAAAADCo/wRpSEPg4sfg/s400/turtle%2Blab%2Binc%2Bbanking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625461871976891202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7hG8h1w9fE/ThGnqAaHVhI/AAAAAAAADCg/AfiDArbr_ZI/s1600/turtle%2Blab%2Binc.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7hG8h1w9fE/ThGnqAaHVhI/AAAAAAAADCg/AfiDArbr_ZI/s400/turtle%2Blab%2Binc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625461749668337170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the uber-hip filters on my iPhone pics....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1189255432889876885?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1189255432889876885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1189255432889876885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1189255432889876885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1189255432889876885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-nadia-and-i-went-to-commonwealth.html' title='Turtles at the Bank'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QGqEj5IMxs/ThGn5GJwI9I/AAAAAAAADCw/aUlrRnzkfQc/s72-c/turtle%2Blab%2Bbanking%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8512730059228167510</id><published>2011-07-01T23:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T23:39:57.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WVvLCU69zs/Tg3IdqzqfUI/AAAAAAAADCI/UOop5Q8UmeU/s1600/11_08_16_prev.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WVvLCU69zs/Tg3IdqzqfUI/AAAAAAAADCI/UOop5Q8UmeU/s400/11_08_16_prev.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624371921688362306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Canada Day to all my friends and family back in a land so 'glorious and free'. I hope you are enjoying heaps of good beer and barbecues and some fireworks too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the ways in which I got to celebrate my patriotism here in Melbourne today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wore a splash of red with my de rigeur Melbourne black ensemble. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was the last day of work at school before the semester break. I'm now on holidays!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sunrise was amazing. (Thank you, volcanic ash cloud?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I listened to my "All Canadian, All the time" playlist on my morning walk to meet my carpool buddies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a student who has a Canadian parent, and she was sporting a temporary Maple Leaf tattoo to celebrate the day.  She was excited to share it with me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My students were exceptional in behaviour and in demonstrating their skill sets today... in &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; classes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We finished teaching at 1pm, and had an afternoon tea in the staff room --- complete, in usual Aussie style, with a choice of beer, wine, cider or non-alcoholic beverages. (Side bar: sadly, drinking a Hahn Super Dry is not the same as having a Sleeman's Honey Brown on Canada Day.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sun shone. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hummed the National Anthem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had pancakes with bacon and maple syrup for dinner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sunset was gorgeous. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had an after-school nap, and then met a friend for a post theatre drink at a cool wine bar around the corner.  I wore my Vancouver Canucks t-shirt. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8512730059228167510?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8512730059228167510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8512730059228167510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8512730059228167510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8512730059228167510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WVvLCU69zs/Tg3IdqzqfUI/AAAAAAAADCI/UOop5Q8UmeU/s72-c/11_08_16_prev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7322344977191938556</id><published>2011-06-26T14:19:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T14:31:08.294+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Details</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has been my distinct displeasure this last week to have battled a gastro-intestinal bug. Unpleasant, yes... but also my opportunity to document some of the details in the bathroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Elvis mirror is my favourite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86ohmjISStI/Tgazx6ny83I/AAAAAAAADBE/86qXjUTF5Ro/s1600/brm2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86ohmjISStI/Tgazx6ny83I/AAAAAAAADBE/86qXjUTF5Ro/s400/brm2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622378854949778290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoever Marisa is... we have her to thank for the bathroom soundtrack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgytxKy_Bys/TgazsPI5xkI/AAAAAAAADA8/tWhUHwkMQfU/s1600/brm1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgytxKy_Bys/TgazsPI5xkI/AAAAAAAADA8/tWhUHwkMQfU/s400/brm1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622378757378131522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The courtyard is lovely, and this is the household shrine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CUEzGyGVSLc/TgazlkBRmQI/AAAAAAAADA0/i20tVEiLYWE/s1600/shrine2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CUEzGyGVSLc/TgazlkBRmQI/AAAAAAAADA0/i20tVEiLYWE/s400/shrine2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622378642724198658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite potted plant and the angry three legged hippo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4t0p6sEmfM/TgazdyRnKuI/AAAAAAAADAs/Iqgni9B7M28/s1600/hippo" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4t0p6sEmfM/TgazdyRnKuI/AAAAAAAADAs/Iqgni9B7M28/s400/hippo" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622378509111864034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Aside: potted plants are called &lt;i&gt;pot plants&lt;/i&gt; here, and that never ceases to amuse me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7322344977191938556?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7322344977191938556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7322344977191938556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7322344977191938556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7322344977191938556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/06/details.html' title='Details'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86ohmjISStI/Tgazx6ny83I/AAAAAAAADBE/86qXjUTF5Ro/s72-c/brm2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-2700386485449826475</id><published>2011-06-21T21:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:05:00.801+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self #28</title><content type='html'>Do more often: &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stand still in the rain after a run.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make rhubarb jam on a whim. (Even just one jar is worth it.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-2700386485449826475?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/2700386485449826475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=2700386485449826475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2700386485449826475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2700386485449826475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/06/note-to-self-28.html' title='Note to Self #28'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-2080088506599284476</id><published>2011-06-18T20:33:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:41:20.078+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ridiculous and the Sublime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8l7N8WwF8A/TfyAIsHz3SI/AAAAAAAADAk/w_GQpOMVpYw/s1600/multi-cultural" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8l7N8WwF8A/TfyAIsHz3SI/AAAAAAAADAk/w_GQpOMVpYw/s400/multi-cultural" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619507321822764322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The feature shelf in the bathroom is multi-cultural...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y4JS7JtfTbY/TfyACi1wzjI/AAAAAAAADAc/U_AQBn5k1Tk/s1600/holy%2Bfamily" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y4JS7JtfTbY/TfyACi1wzjI/AAAAAAAADAc/U_AQBn5k1Tk/s400/holy%2Bfamily" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619507216251932210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and the Holy Family  graces the back door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-2080088506599284476?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/2080088506599284476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=2080088506599284476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2080088506599284476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2080088506599284476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/06/ridiculous-and-sublime.html' title='The Ridiculous and the Sublime'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8l7N8WwF8A/TfyAIsHz3SI/AAAAAAAADAk/w_GQpOMVpYw/s72-c/multi-cultural' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5645734664233449990</id><published>2011-06-12T11:34:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T11:55:11.127+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sojourn In East Brunswick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Things have fallen nicely into place considering the past two months have been so turbulent and challenging. One of these things is the opportunity to sublet from my friends Sapidah and Che while they are overseas for three months. Their house is in East Brunswick, (2 suburbs west from where Andrew and I were living), and it's a cozy, healing place to be this winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house is old and full of colour, and as Sapidah is a collector of all things beautiful and kitschy, there's lots to look at and enjoy as each day unfolds. I'll post my favourite things about each room this month. These are some details from the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2H5V_tK1qU/TfQaWekUHQI/AAAAAAAADAM/_kvZe1qqx7E/s400/eb%2Bkitchen%2B1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617143608702672130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;looking out the kitchen window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nTg4zjTBjE/TfQaBaOZUiI/AAAAAAAADAE/LldogUt_6pE/s1600/salt%2Bn%2Bpeppa" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nTg4zjTBjE/TfQaBaOZUiI/AAAAAAAADAE/LldogUt_6pE/s400/salt%2Bn%2Bpeppa" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617143246759744034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salt and Pepper shakers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YG_Ukfl9As/TfQZw_LWhfI/AAAAAAAAC_8/no3WlT9YLDk/s1600/eb%2Bkitchen2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YG_Ukfl9As/TfQZw_LWhfI/AAAAAAAAC_8/no3WlT9YLDk/s400/eb%2Bkitchen2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617142964621313522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vintage Cocktail forks and Pop-art inspired espresso cups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5645734664233449990?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5645734664233449990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5645734664233449990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5645734664233449990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5645734664233449990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/06/sojourn-in-east-brunswick.html' title='Sojourn In East Brunswick'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2H5V_tK1qU/TfQaWekUHQI/AAAAAAAADAM/_kvZe1qqx7E/s72-c/eb%2Bkitchen%2B1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-170425189058366898</id><published>2011-05-31T22:08:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:09:14.030+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2HTp51KaNw/TeTW5jcrMTI/AAAAAAAAC_o/ovqZjC7T2vI/s1600/sunset%2Bover%2BVictoria%2BPark" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612847319866880306" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2HTp51KaNw/TeTW5jcrMTI/AAAAAAAAC_o/ovqZjC7T2vI/s400/sunset%2Bover%2BVictoria%2BPark" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been clear, crisp and cold in the mornings and at night here in Melbourne. Admittedly, I have become acclimatized. 6 degrees &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;d&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;oe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;s&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; feel "freezing", and I am wearing a toque most mornings.&lt;br /&gt;When the wintery weather is not grey and gloomy, there are moments of beauty, particularly at the beginning of the day and as the work day winds down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, as I was waiting for the train one morning, the sun rose and coloured the sky over&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victoria_Park,_Melbourne"&gt;Victoria Park&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-170425189058366898?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/170425189058366898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=170425189058366898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/170425189058366898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/170425189058366898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunrises.html' title='Sunrises'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2HTp51KaNw/TeTW5jcrMTI/AAAAAAAAC_o/ovqZjC7T2vI/s72-c/sunset%2Bover%2BVictoria%2BPark' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-2137883746801377558</id><published>2011-05-22T17:27:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:32:29.409+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, Lindt Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RYSWz1pKhI/Tdi7X7eZrHI/AAAAAAAAC_g/Ath7j-cRar0/s1600/302967_410x445_100gR2_Lndt_SeaSaltBar_Product_R2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RYSWz1pKhI/Tdi7X7eZrHI/AAAAAAAAC_g/Ath7j-cRar0/s400/302967_410x445_100gR2_Lndt_SeaSaltBar_Product_R2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609439355666541682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...for making Dark Chocolate with a Touch of Sea Salt. It feeds my soul!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;And thank you also to Woolworth's, where this particular bar was on special this week for $1.89! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-2137883746801377558?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/2137883746801377558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=2137883746801377558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2137883746801377558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2137883746801377558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/05/thank-you-lindt-chocolate.html' title='Thank you, Lindt Chocolate'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RYSWz1pKhI/Tdi7X7eZrHI/AAAAAAAAC_g/Ath7j-cRar0/s72-c/302967_410x445_100gR2_Lndt_SeaSaltBar_Product_R2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5993457338292297360</id><published>2011-05-16T17:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:37:17.703+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhFE94MUCv8/TdDT5eqUxlI/AAAAAAAAC_I/dsaGzt7-C44/s1600/rain-puddle.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhFE94MUCv8/TdDT5eqUxlI/AAAAAAAAC_I/dsaGzt7-C44/s400/rain-puddle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607214520512857682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that nourished and comforted me this rather wintery weekend: &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to yoga class and aching satisfyingly for days afterwards. Forward Bends and Twists. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baking a batch of Gingersnap cookies. They are the quintessential winter cookie. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot soaks with Epsom Salts in the bath.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dreaming a theatre project.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Folding clean, warm  laundry out of the dryer. (no, not really earth friendly...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meeting a dear friend for a coffee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making Roasted Tomato and Basil Soup, cracking open a bottle of red wine, grilling Parmesan cheese over a thick slice of crusty country bread, and curling up to watch a DVD under a warm blanket.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5993457338292297360?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5993457338292297360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5993457338292297360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5993457338292297360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5993457338292297360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/05/comfort.html' title='Comfort'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhFE94MUCv8/TdDT5eqUxlI/AAAAAAAAC_I/dsaGzt7-C44/s72-c/rain-puddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1288869690759414681</id><published>2011-05-09T21:08:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:55:06.224+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Written Assessments</title><content type='html'>I've just finished marking  some written work from my Drama 8 students: 120 written reflections on recent Performance Assessments. Wow. &lt;div&gt;On the worst days, when I think of the time I spend negotiating and managing just the basic social aspects of my drama classrooms... I sometimes imagine taking a step in one of two directions: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Self-destruction: Chug tequila straight out of the bottle, (no lime, no salt), until my senses are numb and my brain is obliterated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Self-protection: Curl up in a fetal position in a corner, humming and rocking my body until my senses are numb and my brain is obliterated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never actually have to though! In the end, it's too much fun, and  somehow there's always something beautiful, inspired or surprising to laugh about and enjoy. These written assessments? Golden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pretty rewarding to listen to them as they worked together and individually to complete the written task in class. &lt;div&gt;Students were telling each other how they "...appreciated your use of space in that scene", and some congratulated each other on their "collaborative approach to workshopping the script." Reading the finished work was even better! I had some laugh-out-loud moments. These are some of my favorites: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In response to:  &lt;i&gt;Identify 3 things you would improve in your own performance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Student W: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Act Better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In response to:  &lt;i&gt;Describe 5 things you did to change your physical body in your performance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Student X: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I had to dress differently, as I always pictured bears to be really neat dressers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Student Y: &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Playing a villain challenged me as I was not used to portraying such a negative&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;character. I tried to embrace my inner villain and this helped me to hunch my &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;back, make my hands like claws and curl my body in on itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1288869690759414681?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1288869690759414681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1288869690759414681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1288869690759414681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1288869690759414681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/05/written-assessments.html' title='Written Assessments'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7006442328510981610</id><published>2011-04-29T22:21:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T23:07:33.707+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I was reminded that sometimes random interactions are extra meaningful because they seem to directly address my emotional state. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he watched me stare at a chocolate bar I'd just bought from the canteen, a year 11 student said to me: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;"What's wrong, Ms. Unger?  Ya gunna to eat that chocolate bar or let it go to waste? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "I think I'd like to eat it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Year 11: "Ya have to think about it?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "...yeah. today I do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Year 11: "C'mon Miss, get it in ya! It'll make ya feel bettah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After he watched me unwrap it and take a bite, he patted me on the shoulder and said: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;"Atta girl, Miss. That's the way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;As I waited on my bike for a light to change at an intersection in Northcote, an urban hipster in skinny jeans pulled up beside me on his single speed road bike and said:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Hey. Thanks for wearing that dress today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he led the class through Tree pose, my yoga teacher said: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;"It's not how quickly you get into the pose and hold it that matters,&lt;i&gt;  it's the quality of your effort that matters&lt;/i&gt;. Remember that  once you're in the pose,  it's always changing, and even when it's over.... it will be there to do again in your next practice." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7006442328510981610?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7006442328510981610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7006442328510981610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7006442328510981610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7006442328510981610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/04/messages-from-strangers.html' title='Random Messages'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1204994418531904860</id><published>2011-04-28T21:25:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:21:30.409+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;At a recent dinner party, my friends all agreed that a really good name for a horror movie is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"DECIDUOUS". &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;...and that's  Australians dealing with a change in season for you! Hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1204994418531904860?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1204994418531904860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1204994418531904860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1204994418531904860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1204994418531904860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-thing.html' title='Funny Thing'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3461619922999113021</id><published>2011-04-21T15:56:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T15:59:32.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Ava</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1LE_Dfce7A/Ta_HtR8S6EI/AAAAAAAAC_A/RyrbUi4NDDU/s1600/ava2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1LE_Dfce7A/Ta_HtR8S6EI/AAAAAAAAC_A/RyrbUi4NDDU/s400/ava2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597912442569156674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt and Jasmina's little girl Ava is adorable! I went for a visit down the coast a couple  weekends ago, and she'd grown heaps since I first met her in January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Kc3Zt4y9oE/Ta_HS0z1qyI/AAAAAAAAC-4/KJrpb8u56aU/s1600/ava1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Kc3Zt4y9oE/Ta_HS0z1qyI/AAAAAAAAC-4/KJrpb8u56aU/s400/ava1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597911988072459042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3461619922999113021?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3461619922999113021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3461619922999113021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3461619922999113021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3461619922999113021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-ava.html' title='Baby Ava'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1LE_Dfce7A/Ta_HtR8S6EI/AAAAAAAAC_A/RyrbUi4NDDU/s72-c/ava2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6362618997022503888</id><published>2011-04-21T15:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T15:55:16.988+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinks after Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skUbId3d3Ls/Ta_GQcY6_1I/AAAAAAAAC-w/lHGQ5ebvDvc/s1600/pas" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skUbId3d3Ls/Ta_GQcY6_1I/AAAAAAAAC-w/lHGQ5ebvDvc/s400/pas" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597910847645744978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are my lovely Verve students after our last class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6362618997022503888?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6362618997022503888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6362618997022503888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6362618997022503888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6362618997022503888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/04/drinks-after-class.html' title='Drinks after Class'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skUbId3d3Ls/Ta_GQcY6_1I/AAAAAAAAC-w/lHGQ5ebvDvc/s72-c/pas' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8878678431782861249</id><published>2011-04-19T16:36:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T16:42:20.735+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Rides</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597176292759708050" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfHLAT1_bUc/Ta0qLuMuIZI/AAAAAAAAC-o/zrv7SWbjZ_o/s400/bike%2Bgraf" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;Bicycles (specifically "Push bikes") are a popular form of transportation here in Melbourne. There's the highly Lycra-ed set that travel in brightly coloured peletons or the skinny jean-ed hipsters on retro tour bikes. Whichever your preferred flavour, there's lots of bike friendly corridors across the city and into the CBD. Sunday morning was bright and sunny, so Nadia and I rode into the city along the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capital_City_Trail"&gt;Capital City Trail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chCLGsNIbE8/Ta0pq_wqluI/AAAAAAAAC-g/cw9uxcxhkqk/s1600/bike3" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chCLGsNIbE8/Ta0pq_wqluI/AAAAAAAAC-g/cw9uxcxhkqk/s1600/bike3" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597175730538190562" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chCLGsNIbE8/Ta0pq_wqluI/AAAAAAAAC-g/cw9uxcxhkqk/s400/bike3" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some sections of the trail had heavy traffic: lots of people strolling, jogging and bike touring with little ones. Other sections, like this one just past Heyington, were idyllic  and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qykP0NHsZbM/Ta0pPcs9p_I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/A27u2oniY-4/s1600/bike2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597175257270953970" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qykP0NHsZbM/Ta0pPcs9p_I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/A27u2oniY-4/s400/bike2" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rowing pairs, quads and eights do their drills up along the river on Sunday mornings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxu5BTdjxVw/Ta0o0hI6oYI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/1nuHXvKYLFs/s1600/bike1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597174794605470082" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxu5BTdjxVw/Ta0o0hI6oYI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/1nuHXvKYLFs/s400/bike1" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best parts of the trail is the riverside section just before the bridges into the city. Yes, the view on one side of you is restricted to unattractive bumper-to-bumper footy traffic into the city, but it's pretty special riding along the river suspended just above the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPFs0Me4EYY/Ta0oc7ZtI3I/AAAAAAAAC-I/lIOaEiHHZZc/s1600/bike4" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597174389338350450" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPFs0Me4EYY/Ta0oc7ZtI3I/AAAAAAAAC-I/lIOaEiHHZZc/s400/bike4" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We cycled back through Fitzroy to enjoy a coffee before heading home. The Fitzroy Town Hall looked especially grand against the blue sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmKyfTpmNCo/Ta0n4eClBpI/AAAAAAAAC-A/0HFJddVFtx4/s1600/bike5" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597173762981430930" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmKyfTpmNCo/Ta0n4eClBpI/AAAAAAAAC-A/0HFJddVFtx4/s400/bike5" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nadia contemplating Town Hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8878678431782861249?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8878678431782861249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8878678431782861249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8878678431782861249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8878678431782861249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/04/bike-rides.html' title='Bike Rides'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfHLAT1_bUc/Ta0qLuMuIZI/AAAAAAAAC-o/zrv7SWbjZ_o/s72-c/bike%2Bgraf' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5095112026764338232</id><published>2011-04-13T08:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T08:22:25.820+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VkMcXAxZ5Ts/TaTPEVBQ5UI/AAAAAAAAC9w/3_dSq97_8TY/s1600/tree%2B2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VkMcXAxZ5Ts/TaTPEVBQ5UI/AAAAAAAAC9w/3_dSq97_8TY/s400/tree%2B2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594824310369871170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Autumn is here in Melbourne. The weather is changeable and unpredictable. Yesterday was a stormy and rainy deluge in the morning followed by bright sunshine and fluffy clouds in the afternoon.  It's cooler, and scarves (say "skaahves")  have become part of one's new season uniform. Daylight savings is back, and it's darker earlier. ...Conditions conducive to sipping red wine and curling up in a cozy chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5095112026764338232?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5095112026764338232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5095112026764338232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5095112026764338232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5095112026764338232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/04/autumn-changes.html' title='Autumn Changes'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VkMcXAxZ5Ts/TaTPEVBQ5UI/AAAAAAAAC9w/3_dSq97_8TY/s72-c/tree%2B2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5283313222711402588</id><published>2011-04-10T21:50:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T18:35:25.599+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking into the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpvCteIudZs/TaGZjpc4_WI/AAAAAAAAC9g/UKMTdFbRuj4/s1600/eye%2Bhas%2Bit" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593921049872366946" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpvCteIudZs/TaGZjpc4_WI/AAAAAAAAC9g/UKMTdFbRuj4/s400/eye%2Bhas%2Bit" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I could have looked into my future and seen what was in store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I didn't know....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I've got to look at my present with an open heart and into my future with hope, and do the best I can to turn it into gold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5283313222711402588?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5283313222711402588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5283313222711402588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5283313222711402588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5283313222711402588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/04/looking-into-sun.html' title='Looking into the Sun'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpvCteIudZs/TaGZjpc4_WI/AAAAAAAAC9g/UKMTdFbRuj4/s72-c/eye%2Bhas%2Bit' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4914840730946200865</id><published>2011-03-28T21:32:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:39:18.989+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;rom a critical year 8 student:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"You're a really good teacher, Ms Unger, and sometimes you're really funny. It's just you're not using your best material today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Fair enough. Apparently my schtick is rather flat these days. Taking that on board. Will attempt to step it up and rework "my material".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4914840730946200865?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4914840730946200865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4914840730946200865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4914840730946200865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4914840730946200865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/03/comment-of-day.html' title='Comment of the Day'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8182782917986192891</id><published>2011-03-15T22:41:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T07:38:00.140+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Zen Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9M51hUSj2jo/TX9Icf0H-DI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/zWXg3qn5ua8/s1600/winter%2Bsky" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584261717376366642" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9M51hUSj2jo/TX9Icf0H-DI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/zWXg3qn5ua8/s400/winter%2Bsky" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water helps me think. It renews and refreshes me. The ocean and salt water encourage &amp;nbsp;me to play and they buoy my spirits. It's a bit of a distance to some clean sea water from the inner suburbs of Melbourne, so I sought out an alternative.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went to the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.japanesebathhouse.com/"&gt;Japanese Bath House&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in Collingwood. It was beautifully relaxing. You leave your shoes at the door, &amp;nbsp;and you leave your clothes in a locker, and then, completely naked, you quietly and thoughtfully wash yourself &amp;nbsp;alongside a bunch of other &amp;nbsp;quiet, naked people (same sex, mind you). Your body squeaky clean, you sink into a clean, warm communal bath, and then sit and sweat in a hot sauna, scrub yourself again in a cool shower and repeat and repeat&amp;nbsp;and repeat the sequence in any order you wish&amp;nbsp;until it becomes a physical mantra of self care and nurturing. And you find stillness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8182782917986192891?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8182782917986192891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8182782917986192891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8182782917986192891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8182782917986192891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/03/zen-bath.html' title='Zen Bath'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9M51hUSj2jo/TX9Icf0H-DI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/zWXg3qn5ua8/s72-c/winter%2Bsky' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8792300743526326437</id><published>2011-03-05T08:45:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T09:29:58.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging is weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O5WX7tV8KZE/TXFlf0DtkSI/AAAAAAAAC9E/4C-Rrzq6p54/s1600/lorne%2Bpier%2Bagain"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O5WX7tV8KZE/TXFlf0DtkSI/AAAAAAAAC9E/4C-Rrzq6p54/s400/lorne%2Bpier%2Bagain" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580353010513318178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture. The Lorne pier looks like it's in a snow field!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I started blogging because it seemed a good way to stay in contact with friends and family back in Canada when I travelled overseas to Australia. I was looking for a fun alternative to those mass emails addressed to everyone in your contact list.  I have a difficult time with sending and reading those missives.&lt;div&gt;Blogging appealed to me because I could be creative about what I shared with people. They could see what I saw in my pictures, and in my writing I could evoke the new and different smells, tastes and sounds of my life away from them. I could share my opinions and views about my experiences in that new world, and (sometimes honestly and other times cryptically) reveal to them what I was feeling. &lt;div&gt;Blogging is a public activity, and while I confide and share my feelings with a small group of people whom I love and who I know love and care for me, I really feel that the big 'ol blog-o-sphere doesn't deserve to know all of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet, I want people to know what's happening in my life. I want to connect with those who are far away from me; those people I can't hug in person or share a chat over a cup of tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes the crypticism: (is that even a word?! it sounds and looks like mysticism...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suffice it to say that I am in a place in my life where there is both darkness and light. It's a place of potential; of choice. I'll be okay when I come through it.... it's just tricky when I'm in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8792300743526326437?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8792300743526326437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8792300743526326437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8792300743526326437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8792300743526326437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/03/blogging-is-weird.html' title='Blogging is weird'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O5WX7tV8KZE/TXFlf0DtkSI/AAAAAAAAC9E/4C-Rrzq6p54/s72-c/lorne%2Bpier%2Bagain' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7846838285643463639</id><published>2011-03-04T20:43:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T20:56:23.512+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Glass Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FLqQAVglSAQ/TXC0XdjFdwI/AAAAAAAAC88/IKQY4IeJzGk/s1600/beach%2Bglass2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FLqQAVglSAQ/TXC0XdjFdwI/AAAAAAAAC88/IKQY4IeJzGk/s400/beach%2Bglass2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580158253473822466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sharp edges made soft and rounded by rolling and brushing against sand in the tides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ocean jewels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Wet lollies. Sugar candy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7846838285643463639?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7846838285643463639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7846838285643463639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7846838285643463639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7846838285643463639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/03/reflections-on-beach-glass.html' title='Beach Glass Poetry'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FLqQAVglSAQ/TXC0XdjFdwI/AAAAAAAAC88/IKQY4IeJzGk/s72-c/beach%2Bglass2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1069101574865976231</id><published>2011-03-04T20:43:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T20:55:59.092+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Glass Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6QgzUawsks/TXCzF_loHsI/AAAAAAAAC80/e_BcFauuhlw/s1600/beach%2Bglass1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580156853862014658" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6QgzUawsks/TXCzF_loHsI/AAAAAAAAC80/e_BcFauuhlw/s400/beach%2Bglass1" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 290px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most common colour of glass found on Victorian beaches is amber brown, the colour of discarded bottles of  &lt;a href="http://www.tastebeer.com.au/beer/165"&gt;Carlton Draught&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.vb.com.au/"&gt;Victoria Bitters (also known as VB)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1069101574865976231?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1069101574865976231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1069101574865976231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1069101574865976231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1069101574865976231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/03/beach-glass.html' title='Beach Glass Reality'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6QgzUawsks/TXCzF_loHsI/AAAAAAAAC80/e_BcFauuhlw/s72-c/beach%2Bglass1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1904006096006721833</id><published>2011-03-04T20:32:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T20:36:49.647+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did February go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Where did this month go? I think this may be the first time in 3 years when there's been less than 5 posts in a month.&amp;nbsp;Well, it's been busy. Life takes over, and making clever observations of local flora and fauna or the best local place to get coffee and pastries is sometimes doesn't feel like a priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having said that, Andrew and I have begun to explore our neighborhood. We have now collected take-away menus from all of the restaurants in Fairfield Village. We quite like the local Thai, and we learned the hard way that we can save $7 per main and $5 per starter at the local Indian by ordering take-away instead of eating in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Fairfield Train Station is guarded by The Dog Statue. I quite like him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csd9dez3tlY/TXCu90e5JcI/AAAAAAAAC8s/YSzroYYZf4s/s1600/trojan%2Bdog" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580152315395515842" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csd9dez3tlY/TXCu90e5JcI/AAAAAAAAC8s/YSzroYYZf4s/s400/trojan%2Bdog" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apropos of dogs,  I was born in a year of the dog. February was my month to learn (inadvertently) a bit about my Chinese Zodiac sign and some of the personality traits of people who are born in  "dog years". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who know me well and love me, check this out. Certainly as I've reflected on the month just past, it's a bit interesting.  &lt;a href="http://www.chinesezodiac.com/dog.php"&gt;Chinese Zodiac: the Dog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I can't believe in it all, because to subscribe to it completely would be to deny the ways in which I am unique as an individual, and the ways in which my behavior has shifted, grown (or eek! not developed at all!) given my life experiences so far. (blah blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, come on!&amp;nbsp;It's just interesting, is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how closely do &lt;b&gt;you &lt;/b&gt;resemble your Chinese Zodiac Sign?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue the song I kind of wish wasn't in the Soundtrack of my Life, but it seems kinda appropriate lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGJuMBdaqIw"&gt;Play me now&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1904006096006721833?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1904006096006721833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1904006096006721833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1904006096006721833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1904006096006721833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/03/where-did-february-go.html' title='Where did February go?'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csd9dez3tlY/TXCu90e5JcI/AAAAAAAAC8s/YSzroYYZf4s/s72-c/trojan%2Bdog' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-149923077462040560</id><published>2011-02-13T09:29:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T10:27:37.598+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Life continues  here in Melbourne. Andrew has been away in Brisbane on tour this week, so I've had our place to myself. My clothes are on the floor, and the dishes are unwashed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Australians like to talk about Febfast... that thing you do when you try and get back to healthy after all of the Christmas silly season indulgences. (Andrew and I both really love gelato...and there's a gelato shop five minutes walk from our house. True fact: we have not yet walked there. And seriously, why walk when you can have yummy gelato in your tummy 5 minutes sooner?!) So....I've decided it's a good opportunity to join in on Febfast and have a week of healthy, spartan living and a whole lot of exercise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'd rather not post a whole heap of sweaty, self-portraits of me puffed after running, so instead, I'll post some pics of a great party I attended in December. My friend Emma turned 30, and to celebrate, she invited some friends to join her for the night at the famous Pole House on the Great Ocean Road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDj1b29ofqc/TVcNNialKbI/AAAAAAAAC8I/Me36Gd1Eerk/s1600/029polehouse06mattlord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDj1b29ofqc/TVcNNialKbI/AAAAAAAAC8I/Me36Gd1Eerk/s400/029polehouse06mattlord.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572937590122031538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The pole house looks out over Fairhaven Beach, and it is a fantastical 70's delight inside! Cork and carpet walls, funky light fixtures and amazing  wrap-around views.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnm-FJfK7-0/TVcNNXvdMPI/AAAAAAAAC8A/uYPfC_F0cH4/s1600/pole%2Bhouse%2B1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnm-FJfK7-0/TVcNNXvdMPI/AAAAAAAAC8A/uYPfC_F0cH4/s400/pole%2Bhouse%2B1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572937587256799474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good weather helps make the pictures look impressive! It was really exciting, and we all felt a bit like rock stars to be partying at the pole house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AjnbdpA07iY/TVcNNTGDG8I/AAAAAAAAC74/js5BGljnEJ4/s1600/pole%2Bhouse%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AjnbdpA07iY/TVcNNTGDG8I/AAAAAAAAC74/js5BGljnEJ4/s400/pole%2Bhouse%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572937586009381826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Jesus Moment looking west from the balcony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aO0tpGpapFc/TVcNNN2v-vI/AAAAAAAAC7w/AwP6iazQt04/s1600/jesus%2Bmoment"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aO0tpGpapFc/TVcNNN2v-vI/AAAAAAAAC7w/AwP6iazQt04/s400/jesus%2Bmoment" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572937584603036402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-149923077462040560?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/149923077462040560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=149923077462040560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/149923077462040560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/149923077462040560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/02/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDj1b29ofqc/TVcNNialKbI/AAAAAAAAC8I/Me36Gd1Eerk/s72-c/029polehouse06mattlord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5327022169153270675</id><published>2011-02-03T10:28:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T10:30:23.923+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections on School Year Startups</title><content type='html'>It doesn't matter whether you're in the Northern or the Southern Hemisphere, schools smell the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5327022169153270675?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5327022169153270675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5327022169153270675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5327022169153270675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5327022169153270675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/02/reflections-on-school-year-startups.html' title='Reflections on School Year Startups'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3680498640412699071</id><published>2011-01-24T13:42:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:06:30.487+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor views</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our new apartment is in a block of 7 units. We have two entrances: the one through the front door of the building, and the second through our courtyard/driveway. On the right there's a door through the gate? That's it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTzoPdvFUuI/AAAAAAAAC7A/FJNmWcpRyP0/s1600/6868472_1_FS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTzoPdvFUuI/AAAAAAAAC7A/FJNmWcpRyP0/s400/6868472_1_FS.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565578591900881634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along the drive, there's an existing planting of roses, succulents and Bird of Paradise. We also have a little grassy patch with a space for outdoor dining. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTzoPLPvpeI/AAAAAAAAC64/-5HkmBZqrKg/s1600/new%2Bhome2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTzoPLPvpeI/AAAAAAAAC64/-5HkmBZqrKg/s400/new%2Bhome2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565578586937599458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTzoO10x14I/AAAAAAAAC6w/p7jFa9_iVYU/s1600/newhome1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTzoO10x14I/AAAAAAAAC6w/p7jFa9_iVYU/s400/newhome1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565578581187352450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3680498640412699071?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3680498640412699071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3680498640412699071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3680498640412699071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3680498640412699071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/outdoor-views.html' title='Outdoor views'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTzoPdvFUuI/AAAAAAAAC7A/FJNmWcpRyP0/s72-c/6868472_1_FS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6940477979572938623</id><published>2011-01-23T11:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T11:42:57.586+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections on Moving</title><content type='html'>1. Moving over the course of several days does not make the process any easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Cleaning up as one moves out is the least fun activity in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I have very strong negative feelings towards dirty venetian blinds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Happiness is a vase of fresh flowers, a cold cider and air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6940477979572938623?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6940477979572938623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6940477979572938623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6940477979572938623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6940477979572938623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflections-on-moving.html' title='Reflections on Moving'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4461778237804579408</id><published>2011-01-23T11:40:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T12:36:35.472+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I know the Director...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTt0ZAtWMnI/AAAAAAAAC6I/DCOdNM4W1ek/s1600/ImageGen.aspx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565169737582129778" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTt0ZAtWMnI/AAAAAAAAC6I/DCOdNM4W1ek/s400/ImageGen.aspx.jpeg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 160px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 160px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In addition to moving house this week, Andrew has been directing a development of a new Australian rock musical,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.aroundyou.com.au/events/carnegie-18-rawk-music-theater"&gt;RAWK&lt;/a&gt;. This piece is part of a showcase of 4 new musical theatre works called&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.theartscentre.com.au/whats-on/carnegie-18-new-music-theatre-series.aspx"&gt;Carnegie 18&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;While&lt;b&gt; RAWK&lt;/b&gt; is kind of along the lines of musicals like &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hedwig and the Angry Inch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tommy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the other pieces are all very different: there's an Opera about Netball, a Cabaret piece and a very dark musical about infanticide ....Yes, I know. "!??!"(Beautiful music, heavy content).&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Andrew would be offended if I said that my favorite piece is definitely &lt;b&gt;CONTACT&lt;/b&gt;, the Netball opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/LZepsafHtqs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZepsafHtqs?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZepsafHtqs?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy this clip of &lt;b&gt;RAWK.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/LrNL91VwVco/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LrNL91VwVco?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LrNL91VwVco?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this one of &lt;b&gt;CONTACT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4461778237804579408?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4461778237804579408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4461778237804579408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4461778237804579408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4461778237804579408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-im-directors-partner.html' title='Yeah, I know the Director...'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TTt0ZAtWMnI/AAAAAAAAC6I/DCOdNM4W1ek/s72-c/ImageGen.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5155467347980755579</id><published>2011-01-14T12:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:35:30.037+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to Fairfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-mlXM1BhI/AAAAAAAAC54/h3DZeXZH0a4/s1600/south%2Bcoast%2Bcouple"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-mlXM1BhI/AAAAAAAAC54/h3DZeXZH0a4/s400/south%2Bcoast%2Bcouple" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561847225639044626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Not Fairfield!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Click on the link below to check out the apartment Andrew and I will be moving into on Monday! It's about a 5 minute drive from where I live now in Northcote.... &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fairfield,_Victoria"&gt;Fairfield&lt;/a&gt; is the next suburb east, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.domain.com.au/Property/For-Rent/Apartment/VIC/Fairfield/?adid=6868472&amp;amp;shortlist=1"&gt;Our New Address: 2/178 Gillies Street, Fairfield, Victoria 3078&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5155467347980755579?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5155467347980755579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5155467347980755579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5155467347980755579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5155467347980755579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/moving-to-fairfield.html' title='Moving to Fairfield'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-mlXM1BhI/AAAAAAAAC54/h3DZeXZH0a4/s72-c/south%2Bcoast%2Bcouple' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8528369205437520890</id><published>2011-01-14T12:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:16:57.816+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Ava Dimitra Neill</title><content type='html'>I went down to Deans Marsh on Wednesday to visit Jasmina, Mat and their new baby girl, Ava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-Zmuwt0kI/AAAAAAAAC5w/HnfPEk1-PxM/s1600/matt%252Bava" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561832955492291138" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-Zmuwt0kI/AAAAAAAAC5w/HnfPEk1-PxM/s400/matt%252Bava" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's a really good little girl, and she looks a lot like her daddy. She's got his ears, for sure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-Zmc0wEjI/AAAAAAAAC5o/FZiT3D6YoqU/s1600/mina%2B%252B%2Bava" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561832950677377586" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-Zmc0wEjI/AAAAAAAAC5o/FZiT3D6YoqU/s400/mina%2B%252B%2Bava" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8528369205437520890?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8528369205437520890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8528369205437520890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8528369205437520890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8528369205437520890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/meet-ava-dimitra-neill.html' title='Meet Ava Dimitra Neill'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-Zmuwt0kI/AAAAAAAAC5w/HnfPEk1-PxM/s72-c/matt%252Bava' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6573747589630658387</id><published>2011-01-14T12:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:14:07.643+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Visit</title><content type='html'>We visited Sheila, Sue and Finn in Mt. Martha on Sunday. Finn is 3 and he's a super active little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-ZOJQ_GXI/AAAAAAAAC5g/B5o8lOZ4PIQ/s1600/finn1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561832533110233458" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-ZOJQ_GXI/AAAAAAAAC5g/B5o8lOZ4PIQ/s400/finn1" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 277px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sheila, Sue, Finn, Andrew and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-ZNwMzSLI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/kc6SqMy2cU0/s1600/group%2Bshot" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561832526381795506" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-ZNwMzSLI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/kc6SqMy2cU0/s400/group%2Bshot" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 275px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6573747589630658387?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6573747589630658387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6573747589630658387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6573747589630658387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6573747589630658387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunday-visit.html' title='Sunday Visit'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TS-ZOJQ_GXI/AAAAAAAAC5g/B5o8lOZ4PIQ/s72-c/finn1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4447631807835645573</id><published>2011-01-14T12:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:10:23.861+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Godfather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jackson and Alice are Andrew's godkids. They think he's pretty cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqqZROFNlI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/x0xejZq6zWQ/s1600/godkids" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560444041038214738" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqqZROFNlI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/x0xejZq6zWQ/s400/godkids" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4447631807835645573?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4447631807835645573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4447631807835645573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4447631807835645573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4447631807835645573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/godfather.html' title='The Godfather'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqqZROFNlI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/x0xejZq6zWQ/s72-c/godkids' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-2306204335457607123</id><published>2011-01-14T12:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:01:56.418+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self #27</title><content type='html'>When hoping to see Australian wildlife, always say your wish out loud. It will come true.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see an Echidna, I put it out there, and we saw one! Here's the little guy trying to pretend he's invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqp9imEiAI/AAAAAAAAC5A/mOOuFWDJwZI/s1600/echidna" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560443564665899010" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqp9imEiAI/AAAAAAAAC5A/mOOuFWDJwZI/s400/echidna" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-2306204335457607123?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/2306204335457607123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=2306204335457607123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2306204335457607123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2306204335457607123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/note-to-self-27.html' title='Note to Self #27'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqp9imEiAI/AAAAAAAAC5A/mOOuFWDJwZI/s72-c/echidna' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8308327349621480947</id><published>2011-01-14T11:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:58:42.002+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Campfires</title><content type='html'>There was some cultural sharing around the campfire. Michael introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.globalgourmet.com/food/egg/egg0597/damper.html#axzz1AxzHz4Gz"&gt;Damper&lt;/a&gt;, a kind of a scone/bread that is iconic Aussie Bush Tucker (Definition: Outback cuisine) Michael's&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Damper_(food)"&gt;Damper&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;recipe was a bit deluxe, with garlic mixed into the dough. It was pretty yummy when smothered in lashings of butter.&lt;br /&gt;I, in turn, introduced them to Smores. A fair exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqpsnkv08I/AAAAAAAAC44/yPv9vkgh6jI/s1600/damper1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560443273944748994" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqpsnkv08I/AAAAAAAAC44/yPv9vkgh6jI/s400/damper1" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damper or "Scone on a Stick" roasting over the coals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqpshRw-eI/AAAAAAAAC4w/8iIMd7BHfEo/s1600/damper2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560443272254519778" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqpshRw-eI/AAAAAAAAC4w/8iIMd7BHfEo/s400/damper2" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8308327349621480947?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8308327349621480947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8308327349621480947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8308327349621480947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8308327349621480947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/campfires.html' title='Campfires'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqpsnkv08I/AAAAAAAAC44/yPv9vkgh6jI/s72-c/damper1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5613825493089981083</id><published>2011-01-14T11:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:46:44.923+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We spent the last few days in the Merimbula area camping down the road at &lt;a href="http://www.sapphirecoast.com.au/attractions/national_parks_forests_bournda.php"&gt;Bournda National Park&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with Andrew's great friends Michael and Helen and their kids, Jackson and Alice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-tALcLI/AAAAAAAAC4o/Kfp16sdH8_s/s1600/family%2Bshot" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560442485127999666" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-tALcLI/AAAAAAAAC4o/Kfp16sdH8_s/s400/family%2Bshot" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One cool day, we tramped from Tathra back to the campsite...a good 13 km walk along the coast. The views were lovely and would have been more spectacular in sunny weather, but it was fine hiking weather.  This picture was taken as we neared the end of the walk and were about to finish the  last kilometre along Bournda beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-cUPJUI/AAAAAAAAC4g/i6fVFmULOrw/s1600/camp1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560442480648725826" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-cUPJUI/AAAAAAAAC4g/i6fVFmULOrw/s400/camp1" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 292px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alice posing in front of the family caravan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-Gx6gbI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/qwGj6ihZqWo/s1600/camp2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560442474867622322" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-Gx6gbI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/qwGj6ihZqWo/s400/camp2" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alice posing again in front of our tent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-FcjKmI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/baWcBAid0Io/s1600/luxury" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560442474509576802" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-FcjKmI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/baWcBAid0Io/s400/luxury" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tent with two big rooms and a vestibule! Big enough to stand up in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have never known such camping luxury!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5613825493089981083?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5613825493089981083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5613825493089981083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5613825493089981083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5613825493089981083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqo-tALcLI/AAAAAAAAC4o/Kfp16sdH8_s/s72-c/family%2Bshot' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8464967204148108228</id><published>2011-01-10T17:31:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T18:02:22.745+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mob Warnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqogSVpv7I/AAAAAAAAC4I/3uN61v98z6I/s1600/mob%2Bwarning"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqogSVpv7I/AAAAAAAAC4I/3uN61v98z6I/s400/mob%2Bwarning" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560441962574233522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The General Store at Pambula does a brisk business this time of year. Everday, we'd pick up a newspaper to read on the beach, and everyday I would scoff at the sign posted in the car park. &lt;div&gt;Until one morning, we got to the beach early, and saw this mob  hanging out in the field across from the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqogFCSNWI/AAAAAAAAC4A/UfghYfNqFHg/s1600/mob"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqogFCSNWI/AAAAAAAAC4A/UfghYfNqFHg/s400/mob" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560441959003338082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I counted about 45. This is a shot of only one corner of the field!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8464967204148108228?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8464967204148108228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8464967204148108228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8464967204148108228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8464967204148108228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/mob-warnings.html' title='Mob Warnings'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqogSVpv7I/AAAAAAAAC4I/3uN61v98z6I/s72-c/mob%2Bwarning' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8485909789814658760</id><published>2011-01-10T17:15:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:57:08.503+11:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pambula</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One day we decided to hang out next door to Pambula beach proper.... at Pambula Lions beach. We went on a beach stroll and wandered around the corner from the surf beach to the inlet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqmsRQoszI/AAAAAAAAC34/cCrEX75E_kY/s1600/pambula%2Blions3"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqmsRQoszI/AAAAAAAAC34/cCrEX75E_kY/s400/pambula%2Blions3" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560439969419932466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The reef here was a dark red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqmPArQ8yI/AAAAAAAAC3w/Tw8ubs7X-Ko/s1600/red%2Brock"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqmPArQ8yI/AAAAAAAAC3w/Tw8ubs7X-Ko/s400/red%2Brock" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560439466752013090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pictures don't really do it justice, but it looked as though they were drenched with red wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSql4NGDrFI/AAAAAAAAC3g/S1OwPY3cpgY/s1600/pambula%2Blions"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSql4NGDrFI/AAAAAAAAC3g/S1OwPY3cpgY/s400/pambula%2Blions" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560439074948623442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, as expected... there were surfers in and out of the water all afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8485909789814658760?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8485909789814658760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8485909789814658760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8485909789814658760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8485909789814658760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/more-pambula.html' title='More Pambula'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSqmsRQoszI/AAAAAAAAC34/cCrEX75E_kY/s72-c/pambula%2Blions3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-519066253114151689</id><published>2011-01-07T15:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:20:47.351+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Boardwalking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaUUNpRYhI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/YNqWx-myfWY/s1600/boardwalk"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaUUNpRYhI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/YNqWx-myfWY/s400/boardwalk" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559293865016517138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that we're back in Melbourne, where it's hot and dry and windy, we miss our coastal escapades. When we did go on hikes...they were never very arduous. This is from our walk around Merimbula's Top Lake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-519066253114151689?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/519066253114151689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=519066253114151689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/519066253114151689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/519066253114151689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/boardwalking.html' title='Boardwalking'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaUUNpRYhI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/YNqWx-myfWY/s72-c/boardwalk' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3442588440164520212</id><published>2011-01-07T15:15:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:16:27.651+11:00</updated><title type='text'>When NOT to Frolic in the Sea</title><content type='html'>Maybe when&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://australianmuseum.net.au/Bluebottle"&gt;Bluebottle Stingers&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;are in the water! We went on a &amp;nbsp;short hike one day and had planned to freshen up after the walk with a dip in the ocean, until we saw these stingers washed up along the high tide line. The tide was on it's way out, so we figured that they were freshly beached, and didn't take the plunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559286567085862434" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaNravA7iI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/KC1eKoLvynI/s400/blue%2Bstinger1" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also known as &lt;a href="http://www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/invertebrates/jellyfish/Manofwar.shtml"&gt;Portugese Man of War&lt;/a&gt;, they are kind of&amp;nbsp;beautiful. In a scary way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaNrKEiXeI/AAAAAAAAC3I/68V7JnY9HdI/s1600/blue%2Bstingers%2B2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559286562612731362" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaNrKEiXeI/AAAAAAAAC3I/68V7JnY9HdI/s400/blue%2Bstingers%2B2" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bluebottles have &amp;nbsp;long, stinging tentacles that can wrap around you and leave&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.marinestingers.com.au/stingers/physalia.cfm"&gt;nasty welts&lt;/a&gt;, and it appears that there is never &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;just&amp;nbsp;one&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bluebottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaNq1OtMII/AAAAAAAAC3A/rvOKltN5MEU/s1600/blue%2Bstinger3" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="299" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559286557018239106" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaNq1OtMII/AAAAAAAAC3A/rvOKltN5MEU/s400/blue%2Bstinger3" style="display: block; height: 299px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3442588440164520212?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3442588440164520212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3442588440164520212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3442588440164520212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3442588440164520212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-not-to-frolic-in-sea.html' title='When NOT to Frolic in the Sea'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSaNravA7iI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/KC1eKoLvynI/s72-c/blue%2Bstinger1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1814250484235010907</id><published>2011-01-07T11:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T11:34:32.829+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Frolic</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559234499191884114" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSZeUqttyVI/AAAAAAAAC24/Nlpn1zDPLH8/s400/a%2Bin%2Bocean%2B2" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 294px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent hours on the beach at &lt;a href="http://www.pambulabeach.com/"&gt;Pambula&lt;/a&gt;: surfing, reading, body surfing and boogie boarding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSZeURYgVUI/AAAAAAAAC2w/8mUv6_AQuC4/s1600/surfacing" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559234492392035650" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSZeURYgVUI/AAAAAAAAC2w/8mUv6_AQuC4/s400/surfacing" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surfacing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSZdAPN5QSI/AAAAAAAAC2o/xro2f31RCvE/s1600/sea%2Bfloor" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559233048701649186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSZdAPN5QSI/AAAAAAAAC2o/xro2f31RCvE/s400/sea%2Bfloor" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calm on the sand bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1814250484235010907?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1814250484235010907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1814250484235010907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1814250484235010907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1814250484235010907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/sea-frolic.html' title='Sea Frolic'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSZeUqttyVI/AAAAAAAAC24/Nlpn1zDPLH8/s72-c/a%2Bin%2Bocean%2B2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1096732398936366451</id><published>2011-01-06T18:09:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:17:53.182+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oysters on the Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oysters were a big treat while we were on holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSVrKpIly1I/AAAAAAAAC2g/5upQEsiUp8M/s1600/oysters%2Bcloseup"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSVrKpIly1I/AAAAAAAAC2g/5upQEsiUp8M/s400/oysters%2Bcloseup" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558967145643494226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had them in Sydney at Christmas lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSVrBHE73VI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/vidqvfOU51E/s1600/oysters%2Bmerim"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSVrBHE73VI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/vidqvfOU51E/s400/oysters%2Bmerim" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558966981882535250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We bought the best ones from a dodgy roadside shack in Merimbula, and we definitely agreed with the taste rating in Tathra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSVq3-2TuJI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/qrUOKHBmRLY/s1600/oysters"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSVq3-2TuJI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/qrUOKHBmRLY/s400/oysters" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558966825054877842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1096732398936366451?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1096732398936366451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1096732398936366451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1096732398936366451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1096732398936366451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2011/01/oysters-on-road.html' title='Oysters on the Road'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TSVrKpIly1I/AAAAAAAAC2g/5upQEsiUp8M/s72-c/oysters%2Bcloseup' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3332135394260868908</id><published>2010-12-30T21:45:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:48:15.925+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times in Caravan Parks!</title><content type='html'>Seriously! Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-rL4htBI/AAAAAAAAC2I/UJ77Fa4hbpU/s1600/tffp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555681264471749650" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-rL4htBI/AAAAAAAAC2I/UJ77Fa4hbpU/s320/tffp" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Beach hut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-rBCo5EI/AAAAAAAAC2A/qOtcm4kHlNE/s1600/beach%2Bhut" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555681261561373762" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-rBCo5EI/AAAAAAAAC2A/qOtcm4kHlNE/s320/beach%2Bhut" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3332135394260868908?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3332135394260868908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3332135394260868908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3332135394260868908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3332135394260868908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-times-in-caravan-parks.html' title='Good Times in Caravan Parks!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-rL4htBI/AAAAAAAAC2I/UJ77Fa4hbpU/s72-c/tffp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-647494146828234425</id><published>2010-12-30T21:37:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:45:47.510+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tathra</title><content type='html'>Tathra is gorgeous! Our little beach hut at the caravan park was right across from the beach access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-Mt67NBI/AAAAAAAAC14/bgXauGYDx7E/s1600/t%2Bsign" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555680741032670226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-Mt67NBI/AAAAAAAAC14/bgXauGYDx7E/s400/t%2Bsign" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-Mn_s6UI/AAAAAAAAC1w/Rfx5B6KNr4s/s1600/tathra1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="288" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555680739442092354" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-Mn_s6UI/AAAAAAAAC1w/Rfx5B6KNr4s/s400/tathra1" style="display: block; height: 288px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was changeable, but the water was clear and warm-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-MQYTYyI/AAAAAAAAC1o/LYwyLpVGBFE/s1600/tathra2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555680733102826274" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-MQYTYyI/AAAAAAAAC1o/LYwyLpVGBFE/s400/tathra2" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One side of the beach is all rocky cliff, and one evening, we scrambled along the rocks from the Tathra Pier back to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm95HCLHrI/AAAAAAAAC1g/cML_flHQ6M0/s1600/tathra3" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555680404176576178" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm95HCLHrI/AAAAAAAAC1g/cML_flHQ6M0/s400/tathra3" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-647494146828234425?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/647494146828234425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=647494146828234425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/647494146828234425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/647494146828234425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/tathra.html' title='Tathra'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm-Mt67NBI/AAAAAAAAC14/bgXauGYDx7E/s72-c/t%2Bsign' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4446284700609048918</id><published>2010-12-30T21:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:30:33.660+11:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day on the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The first couple days we spent on the South Coast were cool and breezy. That didn't stop us from getting in the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9e97-5kI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/d0ShKvkNhas/s1600/feet1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555679955058091586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9e97-5kI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/d0ShKvkNhas/s400/feet1" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9UYjv0aI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/ORyiFZ9izVU/s1600/feet2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555679773225636258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9UYjv0aI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/ORyiFZ9izVU/s320/feet2" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9NgSHEhI/AAAAAAAAC1I/VU8sJ42W0LM/s1600/feet3" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555679655040061970" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9NgSHEhI/AAAAAAAAC1I/VU8sJ42W0LM/s320/feet3" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9FvsHaYI/AAAAAAAAC1A/19Ixj8aHPxA/s1600/feet4" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555679521736714626" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9FvsHaYI/AAAAAAAAC1A/19Ixj8aHPxA/s320/feet4" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm896Rp39I/AAAAAAAAC04/sRqDGEC0BXM/s1600/feet5" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555679387139563474" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm896Rp39I/AAAAAAAAC04/sRqDGEC0BXM/s320/feet5" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4446284700609048918?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4446284700609048918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4446284700609048918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4446284700609048918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4446284700609048918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-day-on-beach.html' title='First Day on the Beach'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm9e97-5kI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/d0ShKvkNhas/s72-c/feet1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8631743410569942273</id><published>2010-12-28T21:27:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:29:05.277+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>I hope all of my family and friends had a joyous Christmas! I hope your food was delicious, your company excellent and your blessings too many to count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm5QiEJ80I/AAAAAAAAC0w/stcGG6S1c8g/s1600/xmas%2Blunch" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555675309011497794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm5QiEJ80I/AAAAAAAAC0w/stcGG6S1c8g/s400/xmas%2Blunch" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Christmas with Andrew's family in Sydney. We ate well. Seafood was plentiful in addition to the old standbys of ham and turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I really enjoyed spending some more time with Andrew's parents, and his brothers and their families too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now in Merimbula for a week, before heading back to Melbourne. We've had adventures as well as some very restful times, and now that I have some time and some internet access, I'll share some of it with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8631743410569942273?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8631743410569942273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8631743410569942273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8631743410569942273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8631743410569942273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TRm5QiEJ80I/AAAAAAAAC0w/stcGG6S1c8g/s72-c/xmas%2Blunch' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7806508907467639933</id><published>2010-12-19T22:59:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:13:16.327+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for Xmas Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;There are such great places to shop in Melbourne in the city and on High Streets, that I have been able to avoid frequenting malls for the three years I've been here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;With my holidays and Christmas tasks officially starting this week, I needed to buy a very specific gift &amp;nbsp;for Andrew at a very specific store. There's only two of them in Australia, one is in Sydney, and the other is newly arrived here in Melbourne:&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;The Gap&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQ3xlWb3N-I/AAAAAAAAC0k/F_Xa51BUV0A/s1600/chaddy" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552359539597588450" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQ3xlWb3N-I/AAAAAAAAC0k/F_Xa51BUV0A/s400/chaddy" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my purchases, I missioned all the way out to &lt;a href="http://www.chadstone.com.au/home"&gt;Chadstone&lt;/a&gt;, a massive shopping mall in the South Eastern suburbs, otherwise known as "The Shopping Capital", and the "Paris of the South". (Look, it's big, but it's not any West Edmonton Mall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the Gap in the &lt;i&gt;Luxury&lt;/i&gt; section of the mall, down from Louis Vuitton and Jimmy Choo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look,  if I really miss North American vanity sizing, I might mission down to "Chaddy" and blithely &amp;nbsp;purchase a size 0 or 2 again for a bit of an ego boost. &amp;nbsp;However, if it's a good deal I'm after, (and I love a good deal!)... forget about it! Melbourne will never see any of those great end-of-season sales you can expect at the Gap back in Canada. The average price for anything here was about $79....pre-Christmas sale price.&amp;nbsp;Retailers in Australia may be desperate to get people in the doors as they&amp;nbsp;compete against on-line shopping this year, but apparently the retailers in the Luxury section of Chadstone have a different clientele and a different interpretation of the term "price-reduction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salesperson who assisted me was delighted to discover I was Canadian, (like most Aussies, he had spent a ski season in Banff), and then shocked that I could live in Melbourne for three years, and only just now make my first visit to "Chaddy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's true, &amp;nbsp;I'm now no longer a "Chadstone virgin", but I'm just left feeling a little underwhelmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7806508907467639933?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7806508907467639933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7806508907467639933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7806508907467639933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7806508907467639933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/shopping-for-xmas-gifts.html' title='Shopping for Xmas Gifts'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQ3xlWb3N-I/AAAAAAAAC0k/F_Xa51BUV0A/s72-c/chaddy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8519067982750868876</id><published>2010-12-12T12:20:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T12:28:15.622+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro-D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQQk1P-GCSI/AAAAAAAAC0c/en1HE-jFTIc/s1600/cupcakes"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQQk1P-GCSI/AAAAAAAAC0c/en1HE-jFTIc/s320/cupcakes" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549601138065934626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Professional Development week finished off with a fun day of workshops. I chose to cruise through a cupcake decorating class.... mostly because you got to eat what you made. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8519067982750868876?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8519067982750868876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8519067982750868876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8519067982750868876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8519067982750868876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/pro-d.html' title='Pro-D'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQQk1P-GCSI/AAAAAAAAC0c/en1HE-jFTIc/s72-c/cupcakes' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3970459826276539417</id><published>2010-12-10T18:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:30:18.509+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self #26</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can expect all the neighbours to show up to annual Christmas street parties.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHVgZHac_I/AAAAAAAAC0M/npoL9-5FQME/s1600/bp9" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548950968371672050" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHVgZHac_I/AAAAAAAAC0M/npoL9-5FQME/s320/bp9" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3970459826276539417?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3970459826276539417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3970459826276539417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3970459826276539417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3970459826276539417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/note-to-self-26.html' title='Note to Self #26'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHVgZHac_I/AAAAAAAAC0M/npoL9-5FQME/s72-c/bp9' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-2474233427339255006</id><published>2010-12-10T18:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:14:49.071+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Block Party!</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, on a hot and sunny Saturday, we went to the annual Bridge Street Christmas Street Party. Nobody parked on the street that day, and council blocked off &amp;nbsp;both ends of the street from traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHPkEiCZqI/AAAAAAAAC0E/Yx4O3U_3dR8/s1600/bp1a" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548944434495907490" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHPkEiCZqI/AAAAAAAAC0E/Yx4O3U_3dR8/s400/bp1a" style="display: block; height: 286px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was chalk art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHPeb7oh2I/AAAAAAAACz8/u9lKW8tMvLY/s1600/bp1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548944337698064226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHPeb7oh2I/AAAAAAAACz8/u9lKW8tMvLY/s400/bp1" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a Jumping castle for the neighbourhood kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHPG6d0OcI/AAAAAAAACz0/ephcePUMyJE/s1600/bp3" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548943933577640386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHPG6d0OcI/AAAAAAAACz0/ephcePUMyJE/s400/bp3" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 296px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of people came with salads, drinks and chairs and sun umbrellas. The trees are quite leafy and full on the "nature strip", so most people sat under trees on the grass beside the sidewalks. Zac and Rose and I brought our chairs, drinks and brownies to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHO_apcnlI/AAAAAAAACzs/NU_Bja3M06o/s1600/bp2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548943804777406034" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHO_apcnlI/AAAAAAAACzs/NU_Bja3M06o/s400/bp2" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BBQ snags and rissoles on bread with tomato sauce were served up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHOqFGFJTI/AAAAAAAACzk/7H4JkXtw3PA/s1600/bp5" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548943438214669618" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHOqFGFJTI/AAAAAAAACzk/7H4JkXtw3PA/s400/bp5" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dads and kids played Street Cricket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHOdn3CzmI/AAAAAAAACzc/aGqQRD5fGD8/s1600/bp6" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548943224208543330" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHOdn3CzmI/AAAAAAAACzc/aGqQRD5fGD8/s400/bp6" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Santa made an early appearance with a bag full of lollies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHODBfyslI/AAAAAAAACzU/HgrrHuctraA/s1600/bp4" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548942767233872466" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHODBfyslI/AAAAAAAACzU/HgrrHuctraA/s400/bp4" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 298px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bands of Bridge Street all played: 3 in total. (We have a very musical street!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHNzzDPbxI/AAAAAAAACzM/aK-cGPJS2vE/s1600/bp7" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548942505657986834" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHNzzDPbxI/AAAAAAAACzM/aK-cGPJS2vE/s400/bp7" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The street loved the music!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3uMec64oI/AAAAAAAACzE/YDBB36T4Y3g/s1600/bp8" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547852214090523266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3uMec64oI/AAAAAAAACzE/YDBB36T4Y3g/s400/bp8" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 260px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rose and I had a bit of a boogie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-2474233427339255006?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/2474233427339255006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=2474233427339255006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2474233427339255006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/2474233427339255006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/block-party.html' title='Block Party!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TQHPkEiCZqI/AAAAAAAAC0E/Yx4O3U_3dR8/s72-c/bp1a' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5132776665843744694</id><published>2010-12-07T19:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:16:51.263+11:00</updated><title type='text'>MIna's Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Matt and Jasmina are having a baby any day now. The little O'Neill bub is due on December 13th, but who knows... 2 weekends ago, we all gathered to shower her with gifts and goodwill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3sbDlqKJI/AAAAAAAACy8/i0RhnMeINd4/s1600/shower%2B1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547850265554200722" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3sbDlqKJI/AAAAAAAACy8/i0RhnMeINd4/s400/shower%2B1" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of sweet treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3sMGyuRGI/AAAAAAAACy0/5sr013gEMc8/s1600/shower%2B2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547850008716264546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3sMGyuRGI/AAAAAAAACy0/5sr013gEMc8/s400/shower%2B2" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emma and Shanah (Note the Cricket in the background. Very Aussie!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3r1TuhFiI/AAAAAAAACys/QT6lGpEwuIU/s1600/shower%2B3" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547849617051293218" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3r1TuhFiI/AAAAAAAACys/QT6lGpEwuIU/s400/shower%2B3" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mina and her sister-in-law Vanessa and nephew Toby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3rj70R88I/AAAAAAAACyk/mGFVgIxNhto/s1600/shower%2B4" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547849318575240130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3rj70R88I/AAAAAAAACyk/mGFVgIxNhto/s400/shower%2B4" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Mina&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5132776665843744694?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5132776665843744694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5132776665843744694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5132776665843744694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5132776665843744694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/12/minas-shower.html' title='MIna&apos;s Shower'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TP3sbDlqKJI/AAAAAAAACy8/i0RhnMeINd4/s72-c/shower%2B1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1231846088934550917</id><published>2010-11-25T19:57:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T20:01:14.745+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Seed or Pod</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw this big tumbleweed-like thing when we were on the foreshore at Dee Why. There were a few of them scudding across the footpath. I've no clue what they are, but they look interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4lOONeVsI/AAAAAAAACyc/hUM2PrV0w7U/s1600/seed%2Bpod%2B2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4lOONeVsI/AAAAAAAACyc/hUM2PrV0w7U/s400/seed%2Bpod%2B2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543409117602666178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4lF0cI0sI/AAAAAAAACyU/lJjPffjhGRg/s1600/seed%2Bpod%2B1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4lF0cI0sI/AAAAAAAACyU/lJjPffjhGRg/s400/seed%2Bpod%2B1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543408973245895362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1231846088934550917?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1231846088934550917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1231846088934550917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1231846088934550917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1231846088934550917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/11/seed-or-pod.html' title='Seed or Pod'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4lOONeVsI/AAAAAAAACyc/hUM2PrV0w7U/s72-c/seed%2Bpod%2B2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4243198419718389858</id><published>2010-11-25T19:47:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T19:56:53.896+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney Mini Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually have Wednesdays off, and this week, I flew to Sydney on Tuesday evening after work to meet Andrew. He had a gig earlier that day in Sydney's CBD, and was staying a day longer to catchup with his parents.... so yes, I met his parents, Tony and Liz... and his brother Jono, Jono's wife Sandra and their little boys: Thomas and James. (That's not the &lt;i&gt;whole&lt;/i&gt; family, but it's a good start!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4kRTZdM7I/AAAAAAAACyM/xJ6RmoKoty0/s400/dee%2Bwhy" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543408071023080370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was gorgeous, with a bit of a breeze. We met Tony and Liz for lunch in a cafe overlooking the foreshore. For the rest of the day, we hung out and lounged on the beach, and had a play and a swim in the water (warmer than Lorne ocean!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543398168210711042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4bQ4jAIgI/AAAAAAAACx0/ynVr6CF3VSg/s400/foam" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were back on a plane that evening and in Melbourne by 10 pm,  refreshed, relaxed, ready and set to finish the rest of a busy week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best mini break ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4243198419718389858?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4243198419718389858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4243198419718389858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4243198419718389858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4243198419718389858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/11/sydney-mini-break.html' title='Sydney Mini Break'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4kRTZdM7I/AAAAAAAACyM/xJ6RmoKoty0/s72-c/dee%2Bwhy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4832720074771769538</id><published>2010-11-25T18:10:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T17:14:02.431+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a month until Christmas, and the holiday decorations are out everywhere! The weather is heating up. Case in point: last night was the warmest  overnight so far in Melbourne this year --- 22 degrees. Nice! It's also &lt;a href="http://www.mangoes.net.au/"&gt;MANGO&lt;/a&gt; season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4OvgYqBjI/AAAAAAAACxc/4oZC5cDQAFI/s1600/mangoes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4OvgYqBjI/AAAAAAAACxc/4oZC5cDQAFI/s400/mangoes.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543384400649651762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It would not be exaggeration to say that  I adore mangoes. They are making a frequent appearance in my meals: with yogurt, in smoothies and in salads. Stay tuned for Mango vodka slushies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4832720074771769538?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4832720074771769538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4832720074771769538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4832720074771769538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4832720074771769538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/11/signs-of-summer.html' title='Signs of Summer'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TO4OvgYqBjI/AAAAAAAACxc/4oZC5cDQAFI/s72-c/mangoes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-5133109064514959927</id><published>2010-11-11T20:59:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:07:00.132+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Afternoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Andrew and I spent a warm sunny afternoon wandering around the sculpture park at the &lt;a href="http://www.heide.com.au/"&gt;Heide Art Gallery&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu6ZibF83I/AAAAAAAACxU/YimoQi2m3Ls/s1600/balls" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538225114682094450" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu6ZibF83I/AAAAAAAACxU/YimoQi2m3Ls/s400/balls" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were people picnicking on the grass, and bees humming  all around the beautiful grounds. Funny, but I was more concerned we might disturb a snake during our wanderings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu2aJB0MFI/AAAAAAAACxM/LToofpri_50/s1600/andrew%2B%252B%2Bcows" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538220726998544466" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu2aJB0MFI/AAAAAAAACxM/LToofpri_50/s400/andrew%2B%252B%2Bcows" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No snakes... but just my luck, one of those bees hummed up my skirt and stung me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu2P_SvqPI/AAAAAAAACxE/BvTkRwylcU8/s1600/magpie" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538220552586504434" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu2P_SvqPI/AAAAAAAACxE/BvTkRwylcU8/s400/magpie" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An antihistamine and a Monteith's Apple Cider later... it's all good!  Who knew? Better than an Epi-pen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu2Chw4GOI/AAAAAAAACw8/aKtDectECag/s1600/heart%2B" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538220321321523426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu2Chw4GOI/AAAAAAAACw8/aKtDectECag/s400/heart%2B" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-5133109064514959927?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/5133109064514959927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=5133109064514959927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5133109064514959927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/5133109064514959927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday-afternoons.html' title='Saturday Afternoons'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNu6ZibF83I/AAAAAAAACxU/YimoQi2m3Ls/s72-c/balls' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-919933362788092221</id><published>2010-11-07T16:37:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:53:25.682+11:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNY9hkf7fGI/AAAAAAAACw0/mMJ1_L3PGOM/s1600/inukchucks"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNY9hkf7fGI/AAAAAAAACw0/mMJ1_L3PGOM/s400/inukchucks" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536680438841179234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rock sculptures in North Lorne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's been busy, and my internet has been dodgy... but here I am, with an update.&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teaching continues to be fun and easy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spring is in full swing in Melbourne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've got projects for next year in the works.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew and I got away for the Long Weekend at the beginning of November. Melbourne Cup is "the race that stops the nation". For those punters who love the races, it means a weekend of suits and ties, frocks, fascinators, betting on horses and drunken shenanigans. For us, it meant that we could get away down to Lorne for three whole days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNY8t1bLhwI/AAAAAAAACws/GkU0EfYUORE/s1600/a%2Bp+2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNY8t1bLhwI/AAAAAAAACws/GkU0EfYUORE/s400/a%2Bp+2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536679550031464194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was some sun, some rain, some surf and a great deal of relaxation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNY8d9nMn7I/AAAAAAAACwk/sPe2gbJYrw0/s1600/seaweed"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNY8d9nMn7I/AAAAAAAACwk/sPe2gbJYrw0/s400/seaweed" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536679277351444402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;Sea sponge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-919933362788092221?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/919933362788092221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=919933362788092221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/919933362788092221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/919933362788092221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TNY9hkf7fGI/AAAAAAAACw0/mMJ1_L3PGOM/s72-c/inukchucks' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3364610663192369709</id><published>2010-10-20T15:59:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:13:50.286+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>I've been back in Melbourne for a week now. My jet lag is dissipating and Spring has properly arrived to welcome me home. It's a warm day today (22 degrees) and I spent a fair bit of it weeding and tidying up our little courtyard garden. The sun is gorgeous and warm and the wonderful scent of jasmine, lilac and roses waft down our street and laneway.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lucky to feel at home in two places in the world. I had a beautiful visit back to Victoria, BC to spend time with family and dear friends.... and I had a blissful return back to Melbourne, walking right into the embrace of the man I love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where's home? In this land here, which continues to offer me surprises, opportunity and a future full of potential. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3364610663192369709?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3364610663192369709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3364610663192369709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3364610663192369709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3364610663192369709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6296421498562220230</id><published>2010-10-12T13:19:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:27:12.512+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for Food!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The turkey is a great holiday bird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPGIszkc-I/AAAAAAAACwc/KZFd5JLPnGs/s1600/meat"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPGIszkc-I/AAAAAAAACwc/KZFd5JLPnGs/s400/meat" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526979020482442210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad carves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPGEkBBBsI/AAAAAAAACwU/ivDmRaPYGVY/s1600/carving"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPGEkBBBsI/AAAAAAAACwU/ivDmRaPYGVY/s400/carving" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526978949403444930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's a ridiculously American vegetable dish for holidays, but it has long been my favourite: Yams baked with marshmallows, butter and brown sugar. Ambrosia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPF_UB-0FI/AAAAAAAACwM/vXiOtY5i4lw/s1600/yams"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPF_UB-0FI/AAAAAAAACwM/vXiOtY5i4lw/s400/yams" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526978859213181010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ubiquitous pumpkin pie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPF56sCLzI/AAAAAAAACwE/eKSm18FEwmU/s1600/pumpkin"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPF56sCLzI/AAAAAAAACwE/eKSm18FEwmU/s400/pumpkin" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526978766510894898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6296421498562220230?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6296421498562220230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6296421498562220230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6296421498562220230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6296421498562220230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/thaks-for-food.html' title='Thanks for Food!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLPGIszkc-I/AAAAAAAACwc/KZFd5JLPnGs/s72-c/meat' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7484550993351920782</id><published>2010-10-12T13:02:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:17:51.638+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Island Scents</title><content type='html'>There are some scents that evoke particular moments from one's past, and memories of these moments flood in pretty strongly when you haven't smelled those scents for a long time.  In the past three weeks, during my stay in the "country of my origin", these are the scents that have been  triggers for me. (In no particular order...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timhortons.com/"&gt;Tim Horton's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;kiosks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salt air&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creosote on the  wharf pilings at Fulford Harbour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wet cedar chip trails being warmed by the sun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dry oak leaves and pine needles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom and Dad's coffee brewing in the morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walking past &lt;a href="http://www.rogerschocolates.com/"&gt;Roger's Chocolates&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Government Street&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turkey baking in the late morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pebble beaches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7484550993351920782?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7484550993351920782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7484550993351920782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7484550993351920782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7484550993351920782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/island-scents.html' title='Island Scents'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-6766324521872112954</id><published>2010-10-11T15:30:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:44:06.380+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In my best Australian accent, I read Wombat Stew to Aubrey before he went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLKVUIJIdtI/AAAAAAAACv0/uHSxW7mKqD0/s1600/wombat+stew1" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLKVUIJIdtI/AAAAAAAACv0/uHSxW7mKqD0/s400/wombat+stew1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526643865752729298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He takes pretty good pictures for a 4 year old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLKUylNny1I/AAAAAAAACvs/JcpZeIu4HAc/s400/p" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526643289440635730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLKTF59-PCI/AAAAAAAACvc/ocW6EBXW7Xg/s400/wombat+stew2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526641422406401058" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the best friend dinner! Lori and Peter made the best bbq ribs in the world with rice and green beans... with lots of good red wine and a Blueberry galette for desert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-6766324521872112954?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/6766324521872112954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=6766324521872112954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6766324521872112954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/6766324521872112954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/bedtime-stories.html' title='Bedtime Stories'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLKVUIJIdtI/AAAAAAAACv0/uHSxW7mKqD0/s72-c/wombat+stew1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-8324781978032592950</id><published>2010-10-09T18:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T18:13:41.684+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Weather in Victoria has been ridiculously gorgeous this last week. It got grey and soggy today, but  on Wednesday, we drove to the breakwater and enjoyed the warm afternoon sun and light breeze. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLAVWw-zEQI/AAAAAAAACvU/cF3LhO2hLM8/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLAVWw-zEQI/AAAAAAAACvU/cF3LhO2hLM8/s400/118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525940223633199362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLAU-djnzRI/AAAAAAAACvM/7sbOkCt3OYQ/s1600/s"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLAU-djnzRI/AAAAAAAACvM/7sbOkCt3OYQ/s400/s" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525939806102080786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLAU3gYnZBI/AAAAAAAACvE/vFFZB6tA3Y4/s1600/m"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLAU3gYnZBI/AAAAAAAACvE/vFFZB6tA3Y4/s400/m" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525939686602138642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-8324781978032592950?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/8324781978032592950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=8324781978032592950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8324781978032592950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/8324781978032592950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunny.html' title='Sunny'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TLAVWw-zEQI/AAAAAAAACvU/cF3LhO2hLM8/s72-c/118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-7567168413387168757</id><published>2010-10-07T16:55:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:04:06.731+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Canadian Television Good Times!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TK1hBAH34HI/AAAAAAAACu8/U6jgqVNwU9s/s1600/battle-of-blades-blog-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TK1hBAH34HI/AAAAAAAACu8/U6jgqVNwU9s/s400/battle-of-blades-blog-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525178987694252146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Australians should check out this alternative to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dancing With the Stars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;From hockey skates to toe picks, catch all the action on CBC as former NHL players team up with professional figure skaters... all in the name of charity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Pretty funny, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-7567168413387168757?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/7567168413387168757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=7567168413387168757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7567168413387168757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/7567168413387168757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/canadian-television.html' title='Canadian Television Good Times!'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TK1hBAH34HI/AAAAAAAACu8/U6jgqVNwU9s/s72-c/battle-of-blades-blog-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-4466613339030812933</id><published>2010-10-05T05:05:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T05:21:08.369+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My older brother lives in Seattle, and he and my sister-in-law have 6 kids. I feel like the crazy aunt who blows into town every three years.... and it was kinda like that on Sunday when I flew into town on a little sea plane for lunch! It was brief, but very worthwhile as I got to see 4 of the 6 kids and have a great chat with my big brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoaYC_nJwI/AAAAAAAACu0/BMa41tXjBcs/s1600/me+%2B+dan"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoaYC_nJwI/AAAAAAAACu0/BMa41tXjBcs/s400/me+%2B+dan" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524256893346195202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan and I at the Sea Plane Terminal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoaP16Z55I/AAAAAAAACus/e1vURAl5RXA/s1600/brother+dan" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoaP16Z55I/AAAAAAAACus/e1vURAl5RXA/s400/brother+dan" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524256752395741074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan, from the plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoZ-xmAiJI/AAAAAAAACuk/8SvU5Mu5eUM/s1600/kids"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoZ-xmAiJI/AAAAAAAACuk/8SvU5Mu5eUM/s400/kids" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524256459178674322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marcus, Sophie, Christian and Robin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-4466613339030812933?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/4466613339030812933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=4466613339030812933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4466613339030812933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/4466613339030812933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-brother.html' title='Big Brother'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoaYC_nJwI/AAAAAAAACu0/BMa41tXjBcs/s72-c/me+%2B+dan' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-3344963355246747831</id><published>2010-10-05T03:43:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T04:20:00.559+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was big time friend time on Saturday night. Josie and Lori organized a dinner and wonderful people came along for a catch up. Lots of hugs all around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoJxBcR3gI/AAAAAAAACuc/1yhNiVcYPRM/s1600/kevin"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoJxBcR3gI/AAAAAAAACuc/1yhNiVcYPRM/s400/kevin" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524238630728621570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoJDXHBDNI/AAAAAAAACuU/KkuY4NECot4/s1600/j%2Bp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoJDXHBDNI/AAAAAAAACuU/KkuY4NECot4/s400/j%2Bp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524237846271036626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoI4BXzmEI/AAAAAAAACuM/i2V9JIjubJw/s1600/whitneys+%2B+p"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoI4BXzmEI/AAAAAAAACuM/i2V9JIjubJw/s400/whitneys+%2B+p" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524237651457316930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacqui, Glenn and Andrew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoIryHICwI/AAAAAAAACuE/j1OONIrPrKs/s1600/linda,+jen+%2B+p"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoIryHICwI/AAAAAAAACuE/j1OONIrPrKs/s400/linda,+jen+%2B+p" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524237441202391810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linda and Jenn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoIfJWaEKI/AAAAAAAACt8/3mOU1Kf_Ad4/s1600/cathy+%2Bp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoIfJWaEKI/AAAAAAAACt8/3mOU1Kf_Ad4/s400/cathy+%2Bp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524237224102203554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoIQAg_6fI/AAAAAAAACt0/Mf1jdXFipKc/s1600/marilyn+%2B+p"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoIQAg_6fI/AAAAAAAACt0/Mf1jdXFipKc/s400/marilyn+%2B+p" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524236964032670194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoIDmrzgmI/AAAAAAAACts/4ceuGr3NIyE/s1600/lori%2Bp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoIDmrzgmI/AAAAAAAACts/4ceuGr3NIyE/s400/lori%2Bp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524236750940242530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lori&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-3344963355246747831?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/3344963355246747831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=3344963355246747831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3344963355246747831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/3344963355246747831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoJxBcR3gI/AAAAAAAACuc/1yhNiVcYPRM/s72-c/kevin' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3019229498822862871.post-1429369875474886431</id><published>2010-10-05T03:25:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T03:43:09.143+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit with the Demmings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Friday, I had a fantastic visit with Ross, Tanya, Roan and Jolina Demmings. As always, great company, great food and great martinis! I enjoyed seeing their beautiful home, made even more beautiful by recent, epic renovations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoCJUuiP6I/AAAAAAAACtk/NbGyp1bvP30/s1600/a+gothic"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoCJUuiP6I/AAAAAAAACtk/NbGyp1bvP30/s400/a+gothic" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524230252129304482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Canadian Gothic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoB7GmU_vI/AAAAAAAACtc/JwB_vKJw4NE/s1600/vegas+2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoB7GmU_vI/AAAAAAAACtc/JwB_vKJw4NE/s400/vegas+2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524230007818616562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went on a walking tour of Langford and Goldstream, and I appreciated the new,Vegas style improvements to the main drag: neon signs and illuminated, musical fountains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoBtnIJ-II/AAAAAAAACtU/Qp_kspemz-U/s1600/books"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoBtnIJ-II/AAAAAAAACtU/Qp_kspemz-U/s400/books" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524229776032266370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jolina and Roan shared their favourite books with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoBD1e2ojI/AAAAAAAACtM/gS0tBN0jnSw/s1600/reading"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoBD1e2ojI/AAAAAAAACtM/gS0tBN0jnSw/s400/reading" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524229058331058738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the morning, we went to Roan's soccer game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoAk4-wEpI/AAAAAAAACtE/pk80wYKU9BI/s1600/soccer+1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoAk4-wEpI/AAAAAAAACtE/pk80wYKU9BI/s400/soccer+1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524228526694208146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3019229498822862871-1429369875474886431?l=paolaunger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/feeds/1429369875474886431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3019229498822862871&amp;postID=1429369875474886431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1429369875474886431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3019229498822862871/posts/default/1429369875474886431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paolaunger.blogspot.com/2010/10/visit-with-demmings.html' title='Visit with the Demmings'/><author><name>Paola Unger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11035746284333599742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_taDhv46YhOU/TKoCJUuiP6I/AAAAAAAACtk/NbGyp1bvP30/s72-c/a+gothic' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
