This week my multi-layer Laneway sunburn peeled horribly not once but twice, I buckled slightly under the weight of various stresses, making questionable decisions and speaking out of turn just about every time I opened my mouth. My house went on the market, and sleep eluded me again. I took some serious steps to cheer myself up:

I bet my dinner was better than your dinner.

Adelaide has developed a split personality when it comes to weather. This week a 40+ degree heatwave ended in record rainfall which caused flooding and road closures across the city, and ruined a very comfortable pair of my shoes:

Just trying to walk home.

But it wasn’t all so dire. The highlight of the week was Friday’s Adelaide Fringe opening parade. Light City Derby and the Murder City Roller Girls were part of the pre-parade entertainment, and I was very proud to don orange and black to muck around on wheels on King William Street. The weather dried up somewhat miraculously and it was a night of skating, fairy lights, free cocktails, dancing, and spending time with some pretty awesome people. I do think, however, that my orderly HR lady image might be irreparably destroyed since I was sprung wearing fluoro orange tights with fishnets and knee high socks in a public place by my colleagues. Oh well, I guess it had to happen eventually.

Capping off a pretty fun weekend, I hit the Parade this morning for a breakfast date with some of my fave girls:

Total babes.

Winning.

‘Til next time,