I'm hanging up my Chanel suit...

I'm going to Melbourne for 10 days (leaving next week)...

and then

I start a temporary position as an assistant to a prominent artist. The position comes with yet another studio residency when it's over...

and then

I start at a new hotel (closer to home) still luxury level so I may get a new Chanel suit after all.

LB

Does anyone know what happened to msbenefit?

Unlike at my friend Kathy's house, we didn't really have lollies at my place very often...so now and then when I had a craving I'd pretend to eat a Jersey Caramel or something and the craving would stop. I'm not really a jersey caramel girl anymore, I'm more of a tiny little boiled lolly girl...I tend to chew all sweets (even mints which Mr. Blue thinks is wrong) so the little tiny boiled lollies are perfect.

Any who point of my first attempt at a pointless post is that last night I ate plain crackers and pretended that they had triple cream brie on them. That's all folks.

L 

"I'm here in theory...I've got a few things on my mind, just a few things on my mind...and I'm struggling slightly..." Sui Zhen

It's strange how life goes on... The grief becomes bearable and the sun still rises every day (that part seems cruel sometimes).

Me...I'm getting there. I still have a bit of a cry every day, about stupid things mostly. I watched the Where the Hell is Matt? video which made me smile (as usual) and I then had a sook about the fact that my grandfather would never get to see it...not that he would watch if he was alive, just the fact that he never will... I'm having trouble dealing with the fact that not only am I never going to get to see him again, or hear his voice...but no body will...ever.

The trip home was hell but I'm glad we made it for the funeral which was comforting. I am however not a fan of wakes.

Mr. Blue's dad was diagnosed with Cancer the day of My Grandfathers funeral. He's doing ok. Had surgery last week and he seems to be recovering well.

Thank you all for your thoughts. I promise I'm doing OK.

• Got to spend some time with HH the 14th Dalai Lama again. No hand holding this time, but his words have helped me put some of the stuff that's going on into perspective.
• That being said I'm working 7 days a week at the hotel...one day off...7 days on. Not healthy and I should stop that soon.
• Saw Kimya Dawson play, cried like a baby through most of the show. It was my first night out since loosing my Dida and she tends to sing alot about losing people you love.

Miss you all..I'll be back soon...I promise.

Lada-xx

I'm in the middle of the saddest journey of my life.

While sitting in an ancient square in Dioclesians palace, I got the call I was dreading. My grandfather has passed away.

So I'm back in London Heathrow after travelling for 13 hours we still have over 36 hours till we get home to Melbourne.

My very small family has shrunk to 5.

Lada

• 15 hour flight to Abu Dhabi was a killer but we were in an exit row so there was extra leg room.
  
• LOVE ABU DHABI! Will try to stay for a few extra days on the return journey. I don't know why but I never pictured myself in the Middle East, if you ever get the opportunity. . .GO!
• 8 hour flight to London was a dream in comparison.
  
• England looks like a big train set from the sky
• LOVE LONDON!  
• Got an emergency text message from my hotel in Sydney saying "Fire Alert! evacuate immediately", haven't been able to get through on my mobile phone, so I'm a little worried. I hope everyone is OK. I checked all the Sydney papers online and there is no mention so I'm guessing that it wasn't a major drama. I'll try to call from Mr. Blues phone when he wakes up from his Nanna nap.