Labour Day Weekend

Well in September I was a little bummed out that we didn't get to have Labour Day weekend like the rest of the States. But then came October and while most of my family and friends were enjoying a two day weekend, we were able to enjoy a three day weekend.

Friday night started off with drinks at The Office (not the real office but a pub called The Office). Another KPMGer quit so we went out to celebrate. Saturday, while Mark was hard at work, Hillary was busy spending. Luckily, I'm addicted to Salvos (like the Goodwill) so whenever I go shopping it doesn't break the bank. This weekend I got three dresses, one magazine, two necklaces, a hat, a pitcher and a book for about $25.

Saturday night, our co-worker Roger and his wife had us and the international group over for drinks. I have been craving margaritas so I found some tequila and margarita mix and bam (not really close to a margarita). The liquid was very limey (so I added additional tequila) and looked neon green (like the slime in Ghostbusters). Needless to say I'm still craving a good margarita, but not likely to come across one in these parts.

Sunday was ladies day. We all dressed up (I wore one dress from Salvos) and headed to high tea. Drank tea/coffee, ate sandwiches with no crust (well I didn't because they were all meaty), enjoyed little scones with cream and jam, and tiny tarts. The company was great - the service not so much. But all in all a great afternoon. Afterwards Leanne, Sal and I met up with the boys who had just finished drinking beers and eating schnitzel (there comparable high tea experience). We had a few drinks on the patio and enjoyed the additional light from daylight savings.

Monday was the big day...the actual day you feel the greatness of a three day weekend. Mark and I purchased tickets to a music festival about 4 months prior called Parklife. I didn't know most of the groups that were playing but figured a day in the park with music and friendly people who could go wrong? And I was right - it was a great time. I would probably call it a hipster fest, everyone with Bob Dylan sunglasses, tight jeans, crazy shirts (definitely not appropriate for the audit room). The people watching was great - the music was alright - but what really got me was the vodka redbulls that everyone was drinking (Mark and I participated in one when we first got there, but my heart wouldn't let me have any more).

All in all a great Labour Day weekend. It got me very excited for this coming weekend (well tomorrow for me) and our long holiday to Melbourne...