Saturday, March 31, 2012

Walking Backwards In High Heels

I've spent the last month creatively thinking of ways to advertise my Intimo business to get some more bookings. It's been exhausting but fun. One idea I had was to put an ad in the local paper. My ad read:

Half Price and Free Lingerie! Interested?

Ladies phone Danielle now on 021 478 584

to find out more or book your Intimo presentation

Claire and Scott get the Mail delivered so yesterday after work I shot around to theirs to see it in all it's glory. There's something special about seeing your own name in the paper - even if I did put it there myself! The only thing a little alarming was that is was under the 'Adult Information' catergory.

About an hour later my mobile rang. The call went something like this:

Me: Hello, Danielle speaking

Caller: Hi there how are you doing this evening? (In an Asian male voice)

Me: I'm well thanks. How are you?

Caller: Good. What sort of business do you do?

Me: Um... sorry. Who's speaking?

Caller: Oh sorry, I saw your ad in the paper.

Me: Ah right. The business is lingerie for women.

Caller: Ok. Do you do other services?

Me: Um, (realising where this was heading). No. It's all above board womens lingerie.

Caller: Ok. Thanks.

Me: Thanks for calling. (Hanging up, dropping phone, shouting Ew Ew Ewwwwww!!!!)

I will be calling the Mail today to see if they can move my ad into a more appropriate category. OR turning my phone off between the hours of 10pm and 6am!

Friday, March 16, 2012


Ok, so you know I have a flatmate at the moment, right? I have slowly learnt over the past few years that just because people are different to me doesn't make them odd.... or does it? I've been VERY patient over the past 6 weeks but am counting down until the 3 months flatting period is up so I can have my place back to myself again. Young male flatmate is ok but a little strange... for two reasons.

Reason number 1
Three weeks ago on a Monday morning I was up and getting ready for work. I was in my room, door open, sorting an outfit for the day when I heard my name called. It was Young Male Flatmate. Now, keep in mind that YMF had had a few drinks the night before. The conversation went something like this:
YMF: 'Danielle! The most amazing thing has happened!'
Me: 'Oh really, what's that?'
YMF: I woke up this morning and I can see better than ever! I ran outside and my eyesight is perfect. I turned on the tv and can see perfectly. It's a medical marvel!!'
Me: 'That's awesome....... Are you sure you didn't fall asleep with your contact lenses in?'
YMF: 'Oh yeah, that's probably it.'
There's me with a smile plastered on my face while inside I'm thinking 'Are you serious??!'

Reason number 2
After being away house sitting for a few days I come home and YMF is in the kitchen so I stop in for a general chat. During this YMF tells me he has worked out why he has been getting indigestion lately. The conversation went something like this:
YMF: 'So you know how I told you I was getting really bad indigestion?'
Me: Thinking umm... no. 'Yes.'
YMF: 'Well I worked out what's giving it to me.'
Me: 'That's great. What was it?'
YMF: 'Well, I bought some protein powder off the internet to help with my gym sessions and to try and bulk up and the indigestion started after taking this for a couple of days so I figured it was something to do with that.'
Me: 'Oh yes.'
YMF: 'So I read the packaging carefully to see what ingrediants were in it and realised it's actually for livestock.'
Me: Nervous giggle. Trying to keep a straight face. Screaming in my head ARE YOU SERIOUS??!

That and he hasn't found the vacuum cleaner yet. Or changed the sheets on his bed... that belong to me... ewwwwwww!

Monday, March 5, 2012

A Year On

A year on from the devastating February earthquake which took people's lives and livelihoods. These pictures taken on the corner of Colombo and Kilmore Streets, looking North along Colombo towards Bealey Avenue show the extent of the damage and the result of the clean up.
It's been a long 12 months.