Grace Davis.

Mid last year I met a girl. Her name was Grace Davis and quite suddenly she became a big part of my life. Canadian and on a working holiday visa, her approach to life and her drive to meet new people was how our little friendship began.

Our relationship works because I like to make people laugh and Grace really likes to laugh. Mostly we laugh a lot. We also talk a lot. We talk so much that it wears us out. We share a mutual love for writing, discussing social media and how it affects culture, books, TVD, coffee and having an all around good time.

Grace is temporarily moving back to Canada to sort out a few things and the time she we will be away is uncertain. However I am not uncertain about our friendship or the connection that we share. Steph and I will sorely miss Grace and will now be severely outnumbered in the gender department. I think we shall probably make a cardboard cutout of Grace and we can take turn saying classic Grace phrases and make the ‘Grace Face’.

This post is an ode to Grace Davis. Thank you for 6 months of laughs and love. I look forward to an exceedingly sweet reunion.

To Do Lists That Matter

I write a to-do list every work day. Some days (most!) it’s huge and then like today, it’s really not. There are so many things I want to get done on the weekends and weeknights that I just never get to. Yet I can always achieve everything at work. The answer! A to-do list for life! This is my current to-do list.

  • Go to Harvey Norman and get a photo of Tegan and I and Laura and I at their respective weddings printed for the empty frames sitting on my desk.
  • Clean out my shoe closest. I have so many shoes in their I don’t wear and it takes me too long to find the ones I do.
  • Transfer all the Kindle files I was given onto my actual kindle. What use is it on a computer?
  • Pack up my books into a box. I own 200 or more books, and they just don’t fit on the bookshelf at Mum’s.
  • Start a book for 2012. Should at least include some goals, some pictures, some thoughts.
  • Sew that button back on those pants I’d normally wear all the time.
  • Bake some cookies.
  • Queue my tumblr up to 100 posts.
  • Tell my sister 6 things about why I love being her sister.
  • Paint my nails. Cut and colour my hair.
  • Vacuum my car.
  • Make some serious calls about this year.
  • Purchase some supplies for university this year.
  • Make myself a pretty calender/planner.

2012 is all about things that matter.

Kindle – A Review

I recently got a kindle!

It was part of all the things I got spoiled with at Christmas time. I seriously love to read and I talk about books frequently so I thought I’d do a little review on the Kindle. Every single person at work asks ‘what is that?’ when I read in the break room at work, so it’s safe to assume people aren’t very informed when it’s comes to the kindle.

I was pretty anti the idea of an e-reader. My love affair with books isn’t all about the stories, it’s actually with physical books. I love covers, crumped/used pages, fresh pages, libraries, the smell of books. I really love it all. Why would I give all those things I love up, for something I had to purchase, and then still, purchase books. However the one Kindle User at work convinced me to at least consider it. He brought his Kindle into work for me to examine and have a play with and little by little, I came to a place where I added ‘Kindle’ to my Christmas list.

It’s actually pretty fantastic. I have the Wireless version which doesn’t allow me access any old time but I need to be hooked into a wireless network. Which suits me and would suit other budget’s fine as it is the cheaper version.

Books are reasonably priced with classics for free and sales that occur from time to time. It’s all hooked in with an amazon account which I already had and with a click of a button I can purchase a book.

It’s extremely lightweight. No backlight, so it’s healthy for your eyes. It holds my place and let’s me know what percentage of the book I’ve read. I can skip chapters ahead, navigate easily page to page. You can purchase groovy little cases (of which I am yet to do) and I barely notice it in my handbag.

For me, the Kindle will be my travel reading companion, and I use it for my everyday reading at work. People who use public transport – GET A KINDLE. You will love love it. I’ve only really bought the one or two books. And I won’t get too carried away either. I will just buy the books I know I want to read during my breaks at work.

I recently went on a Cruise and took 4 books with me. My suitcase was heavy. I wish I had my kindle then, I could have packed more sunscreen and after sun gel. Which was what I actually needed.

Negatives? Other than it doesn’t smell like a book? None. I don’t damage my books by having them floating around my car/handbag. It’s a win win for me. If you ever want to have a play and test it out for yourself. Feel free to ask.

If you are concerned about my mental health – I wish to inform you, that I still love books. I will still buy them. In fact, for me, I will probably still buy books and then purchase them on Kindle for convenience. My library will still be extroadinarily expansive and you will all be jealous.

I hope.

5 stars


Weatherly advice

The other day I was driving home from work on a reasonably rainy afternoon. My car’s air conditioning stopped working about 6 months ago and I have just been making do without it. When I notice it most, is quite obviously, on 35 degree days or when it’s raining. The other day was a perfect combination of both. It was hot and my windows were getting foggy so it was necessary to have the windows down.

At a certain point the rain became quite heavy. I was annoyed. How frustrating to be in this situation. What a classic example of a first world problem. I soon realised that the rain was in fact cold and rather refreshing, if you just embraced it. So I wound my window all the way down and let the rain in.

It was amazing.

I can think of other such examples of times where you unexpectedly find yourself enjoying nature. When someone pushes you into water fully clothed. As long as you are sans mobile phone, it’s actually fairly amazing. You weren’t expecting the water, so it’s kind of awesome. You get caught in the rain and for reason you just can’t stop laughing while you try and escape. Being caught off guard can really catch you by surprise. Sometimes – feeling nature in it’s most natural state is so refreshing.

I think God loves to suprise us. I wasn’t expecting to experience the Lord because of my busted air conditioning. But the cool wind on my face and the rain drops on my cheeks (or let’s be honest, sometimes in my eyes) actually brought me closer to God.

So, let’s get crazy. Jump into a lake with your clothes on! Ditch the umbrella and go for a run in the rain! Turn off your A/C and let the wind rip through your hair! Let your feet get dirty as you feel soft grass between your toes!

Learn to learn a little from nature.

Hipstamatically accurate.

Hipstamatic. Did everyone just forget about this little app with the invasion of instagram? I did. But lately I’ve been taking a few little shots. These are for your enjoyment you instagram snobs. Don’t ignore the other photo apps.

Grace and Mitch. Lovers of laughters and a good hip hop move.

I eat meanly lobster is my favourite O.P.I at the moment.

Sadly, this is the last photo I will take in these shoes. It’s time to go.

3 years on. This is still one of the best teacups. Thank you Jessica Greenwood.

The word.

Georgia wins the best sister award. I kinda of adore my Christmas present.

Over a month on and my shins are still pink. It’s a nice contrast to my turquoise nails.

The mind boggles at the things Joel creates in his mind. Creative Genius.

I keep my beauties close by. This photo is one of my Top 10 Favourite’s of all time.

Hipstamatic selfie feat. ponytails, bad burn lines and the inner sanctum. My room.

A quiet day in the office isn’t so bad.

I got new spotty pyjamas and I painted only 3 nails. Great Success.

Oh yeah. That’s my new love, my kindle.

I love sitting outside and taking in a bit of fresh air. Fresh is good for you. That’s a fact.

Dreary dreams.

Realistically, there are a lot of reasons why today, while reading this blog, that you could be filled with sorrow.

Natural Disasters. Financial Difficulty. Death. Loss of a relationship. Unemployment. Family Breakdown. Physical Sickness. Emotional Sickness.

You could even be really petty and whinge about something like the weather. Or that you haven’t bought a new pair of shoes in months.

Who holds your joy?

If joy is found in wordly things, then the world holds your joy. If your joy is found in all the moments God gives you, then Christ holds your joy.

When you find yourself in moments of despair or sorrow – where do you turn? Do you turn to the world or to Jesus?

Who you turn to shows so much of who is in control of your life. Is the world? You’ll be dissapointed. Are you in control? You’ll be dissapointed. Is Jesus? He will never leave you or forsake you. His mercies are neverending and new every morning. Pain in the night – but joy in and through the mourning.

So, who holds your joy?

You will show me the way of life, granting me the joy of your presence and the pleasures of living with you forever. Psalm 16:11 NLT.

Oh Deary Me

I’m a gifts person. That’s my official love language. But it’s also a frustrating love language to have, so my second and the one I use/receive the most of is Words of Affirmation. That’s because I’m big on words. Yes yes, talking. But the actual words mean so much to me. I’m becoming a person who is conscious of what she says because words are important.

Terms of Endearment

A term of endearment is a word or phrase used to address and/or describe a person, animal or inanimate object for which the speaker feels love or affection. Terms of endearment are used for a variety of reasons, such as parents addressing their children and lovers addressing each other. (Wikipedia, 2011)

The other day I was discussing with my bestie Tegan and I decided I liked used the word ‘affectionately’. It got me to thinking about words that describe affectionate feelings and what are blogs if not for sharing thoughts. These are my thoughts on Endearing Terms.

Babe – this is probably the one term of endearment that I don’t even notice that I use. I use it in written form and it actual conversations. This word gets used for any friend who is an actual friend. They don’t need to be my bestie, but someone I see semi-regularly or catch up with on the odd occaision. If you are one of these people, you’ve probably received a text that starts like this ‘Babe! What’s happening with..’ or ‘Hey babe, did you know..’

Baby – Possibly the only thing my future boyfriend will ever hear me call him. Every now and then (like hardly ever!) I accidentally call friends ‘baby’. Only super super close friends and everytime I say it, I cringe and hope they heard ‘babe’. Sometimes Georgia gets ‘baby’. Cos she’s my little baby sister. Self explanatory.

Buddy – All close male friends will get ‘buddy’. It is my way of telling them I think very much of them, without them thinking I am in love with them. I hope.

Butterchicken – a Willis version of buttercup or other such words. Georgia loves to call me butterchicken. Extremely racist and patronising. I like it.

Girly – Favourite ladies will hear me say girly a little bit.

Bunny – originally something I picked up off Tegan Swanborough. And has really taken off. I hear my sisters friends saying Bunny all the time. It normally gets used like this ‘Hello bunny’, ‘Why are you such a naughty bunny’. NB is also, Naughty Bunny. ‘Stop being such a NB’.

Lovely – Gets used frequently in written communication. ‘Hello lovely’.

Pookie – I think this one is disgusting, which is especially why I like to use it every now and then.

I don’t really see a big need for anthing with ‘sweet’ in the title. Sweetie, sweetheart, sweet sugar plum pie, sweet cheeks, sweetness. Sugar is bad too, sugar babe. Maybe it’s just S words. Snookie, snookums, snuggle bunny, stud. BLECH.

Darling is even pushing it a little bit too far. Overuse of any word frustrates me, but overuse of terms of endearment is most likely to drive me crazy.

Fair warning.

A letter to my 16 year old self

I’ve seen this idea floating around social media/blogosphere lately but it was Sarah Starrenburg’s own post to her 20 year old self that caught my interest. Here is my own version.

Hey hot stuff,

Look, I’m going to be honest and I’ll set some things straight. I know that’s how you like it and trust me, nothing’s changed. You’re still getting frustrated with dishonest and fake people, so my advice to you is just to chill out about it. Be honest and true to yourself and everything will be fine.

Boys in 2012 are still boys as it turns out. If I could give you a piece of advice now it would be to stop trying to change them. They aren’t ready for you and actually, you aren’t ready for them either. I’d love it if you could focus a little bit more on you and your girlfriends. That’s more important. I’m really sorry about that broken heart. It WILL be fine. You WILL be able to laugh about it. You WILL learn.

I’m glad you don’t appear to be too stressed about your future plans and goals cos that’s all still up in the air. You should be focussed on who you are as a person, not what you will do.

Keep serving. Keep being faithful. Keep putting effort into relationships. It sucks right now and you feel like the only one who is committed to anything. It pays off.

Oh are you still reeling from the fact I called you hot stuff? I’m sorry you feel like nobody wants you and that might be because of the way you look or the way that you dress. You end up being someone who is comfortable in her own skin and is known for dressing that way as well. Jesus finds you extroadinarily beautiful, and you’ll reach a point where you learn that as truth.

These people that are currently hurting you at school. The gossip, the drama, the cliques. Don’t worry, you make better friends and you keep the best friends around. You meet amazing people who love you for you and who encourage you and make you a better person. Drama does fade. I know you hated it then, you hate it now. But you will grow up, and so will everyone else.

Be prepared to attend a lot of weddings as a single girl. It will be hard and beautiful all at the same time. Embrace seasons of confusion and pain. They are when you learn the most about yourself.

I’m so glad you know Jesus right now. Your life isn’t perfect and actually, it will be hard. But take it from someone who knows, you won’t be the girl of your own dreams if you don’t hold onto Him. Hold on tight. 

Oh, and start saving for Jimmy Choo’s now. I’d appreciate it.

Love, Steffany.


Last night I went out for dinner. I ate Vietnamese. I poured a bit of my heart out. I laughed. I threw threats and tantrums due to insane heat. I walked around West End. I sat on a balcony and learnt about sleep patterns.

I did all these things with three of my favourite people. Mrs Jensen, Mrs Swanson and Mrs Swanborough. Three people who get me, love me and want to spend time with me. Freindship like this is valuable.

Waking Up

I’m one of those people that tend to believe that the world operates exactly the way I operate. So if I am not a morning person, why are other people? Either way, I’m trying to be better at waking up and having a more regular sleeping pattern now that I am no longer on holidays.

These are the things I think when I first wake up.

  • Ugh. Was that the real alarm or did I just dream that the alarm went off?
  • What things do I have on today? Should I do my hair? If not, I can definitely sleep for longer. I do my hair approximately 1 day of the week.
  • Why did I watch that next episode of *insert any tv show name here*. It seemed worth it at the time, but clearly isn’t worth it now.
  • Is it Saturday? I could have sworn I got to sleep in today.
  • Do I feel sick? Do I feel tired enough that maybe it could be construed as sickness? I could then maybe justify a sick day.
  • How long has it been since my last sick day? Gee, I’m a good employee. The amount of times I make it to work considering how I feel in the morning is impressive.
  • Is it school holidays or a pupil free day? I can definitely sleep longer then.
  • I wonder what is happening on social media at this hour. Instagram, facebook, twitter. Turns out, not a lot since 11.30pm last night.
  • Did I dream about getting a message in the early hours of last night or was that for real? I can’t believe someone would message me at 12.30am.
  • Oh crap. It’s been half an hour since that alarm first went off and I’m still in bed. Me and that Snooze button, besties.

The only thoughts I should really have.

  • What a beautiful day.
  • I’m so grateful and thankful for the shower I can have, the breakfast I can consume and that I even have a bed to drag myself out of.
  • What a wonderfully fresh opportunity each new day brings.

I’m working on it.