Cragging

When I was in Canada this past June, over one or two glasses of wine, Jen, Trev and I came up with a new term: cragging. Cragging is that thing that people do when they pretend to be complaining but what they're actually doing is bragging. You know what I'm talking about: that person who complains that they can never find clothes that fit them because it's hard to find anything at the shops in size zero, or that it's so hard to maintain their great big pool in their backyard. Blech! We all do it a little bit, but some people are chronic craggerts and they're just plain obnoxious.

All that to say that this post is pure crag - so I apologize in advance for that.

This afternoon we leave for Bali. BALI!!! I've been working like a madwomen to try to get a few things off to my advisors for them to review while I'm away. Not to mention trying to tidy up the last of some casual work that I committed to finishing up before I leave. I've been especially stressed to try to get these things done so that I can leave all thesis-related work behind in Sydney. The words social networks, injecting drug users and blood borne viruses will not pass my lips not a once while we're away, and I'm pretty excited about that!

We've also been busy preparing for the trip. We've been studying up on things like how to avoid "Bali belly" and trying to figure out what exactly Gus is going to eat. We're a little worried about him since he is the very definition of "fussy eater", he only eats about 10 items, none of which include nasi goreng. He's all arms and legs these days and appears to be only a couple of skipped meals away from starvation. Suggestions for warding off starvation are welcome!

And meanwhile, amidst all this craziness, after about 10 minutes of Spring weather, it seems we're now into Summer weather (at least, what we Canadians would consider Summer!). The beaches are filling up again and Vic and Gus had their first swim of the season this past weekend. My coastal runs have been amazing, all blue skies with the sun sparkling off the ocean. The views may even rival those from Julie's NZ runs.

First swim of the season.


And for a little Where's Waldo fun, can you spot Gus and Vic in the water?