Last week we made a trip over to Westport (located on the west coast of the South Island).
One of the highlights of the trip besides the beautiful weather and scenery was West Coast Brewing (also home of Good Bastards beer). You literally walk into the center of the brewery (pipes, forklift and all) and start drinking beer.
Rather than pimp up their brewery/beer with things like atmosphere, bottles, bottle caps, labels and packaging, you essentially help yourself to one of the beer hoses (seriously there were several hoses attached to a tap connected to its Mother beer) and fill up whatever container you brought in with you.
Price of a two liter plastic bottle?
10 cents
Cost of two liters of beer?
$12
The experience of drinking beer from a hose?
Priceless
(AND for the record...they have hands down the best pale ale I have ever tasted.)
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Required
I just finished a two day outdoor first aid training workshop.
Turns out that first aid training is required for most employees in New Zealand.
This has to be the safest country to either choke or have a heart attack.
Turns out that first aid training is required for most employees in New Zealand.
This has to be the safest country to either choke or have a heart attack.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
The Unendearing
Where did The Squidd learn to say "NO! No! NOOO!" with a Kiwi accent?
Believe it or not, but the word "no" is the least of our worries. The word "mine" has recently entered his vocabulary. According to him, nothing belongs to us anymore. It's all his.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
For He's a Jolly Good Fellow!
For the 14 years I've known Rocky, he's somehow managed to be out of town for his birthday for all but 2 or 3 years out of the bunch. This year was no different: he was away in Auckland for a work meeting (though he did get to meet up with an old friend from grad school, which was an unexpected bday treat). So, The Squidd and I wished 'ole dad a happy birthday a few days late. He did get a homemade chocolate layer cake made by yours truly, so I hope that made up for the lateness of the celebration. For his part, The Squidd really enjoyed his first experience with chocolate cake.
Rocky's parents are coming to visit next week, so we'll celebrate again with them.
Happy birthday, Rocky!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Innuendo
Just the other day while renting Conan the Barbarian, Wordy and I saw a van in the parking lot with the company's printing on the side.
The name was...
Well Hung
Any guesses on what they are trying to sell?
The name was...
Well Hung
Any guesses on what they are trying to sell?
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Busy, busy, busy
If you couldn't tell by our lack of posts, Wordy and I have been a little busy. We wish we could post more, but by the end of the day...we are just exhausted.
What's been keeping us busy you may ask? Two simple words...
The Squidd
Simply, The Squidd has a LOT of personality. Imagine my personality and Wordy's magnified by two and add a dash of allspice. He jabbers nonstop from the time he wakes up and up until bedtime. During the day, he has many important points to make to both Wordy and myself. Special/important points are sometimes emphasized with a fart (mainly due to clenching all his muscles to give us his one of kind 'I really mean it' look).
He only has a handful of words, but you can start to tell that he is getting frustrated by the communication gap.
This list will bring you up to date with some of his vocabulary when (not if) he talks to you: dog, duck, up, down, Marmite, d'oh (while slapping his head), eyes, nose, ears, mouth, brow, button, socks, shoes, and double double dog dare. Not to mention, shhshing with one finger over his mouth when he is trying to hide. For some reason he likes singing out loud the letters O P P...which may cause some problems in the months ahead.
He has figured out how to open doors, use levers and fulcrums, and he has even recognized how to count and keep track of his favorite things. This is making it even harder to dupe him out of certain items like keys, toothbrushes, and credit cards.
At the moment, he is very displeased about teeth brushing.
He is completely off the bottle and eats big person food. Likes: Roasted cauliflower, hummus, Marmite and toast, NZ mince meat pie, and anything spicy (all Indian food so far). He even enjoys blowing on his luke warm food to cool it off and feeds himself with a spoon. Last weekend he had his first ice cream at the beach (they serve soft-serve from the ice cream trucks) and he was in utter bliss.
We are having a blast, but my word(!) we are just beat at the end of the day.
What's been keeping us busy you may ask? Two simple words...
The Squidd
Simply, The Squidd has a LOT of personality. Imagine my personality and Wordy's magnified by two and add a dash of allspice. He jabbers nonstop from the time he wakes up and up until bedtime. During the day, he has many important points to make to both Wordy and myself. Special/important points are sometimes emphasized with a fart (mainly due to clenching all his muscles to give us his one of kind 'I really mean it' look).
He only has a handful of words, but you can start to tell that he is getting frustrated by the communication gap.
This list will bring you up to date with some of his vocabulary when (not if) he talks to you: dog, duck, up, down, Marmite, d'oh (while slapping his head), eyes, nose, ears, mouth, brow, button, socks, shoes, and double double dog dare. Not to mention, shhshing with one finger over his mouth when he is trying to hide. For some reason he likes singing out loud the letters O P P...which may cause some problems in the months ahead.
He has figured out how to open doors, use levers and fulcrums, and he has even recognized how to count and keep track of his favorite things. This is making it even harder to dupe him out of certain items like keys, toothbrushes, and credit cards.
At the moment, he is very displeased about teeth brushing.
He is completely off the bottle and eats big person food. Likes: Roasted cauliflower, hummus, Marmite and toast, NZ mince meat pie, and anything spicy (all Indian food so far). He even enjoys blowing on his luke warm food to cool it off and feeds himself with a spoon. Last weekend he had his first ice cream at the beach (they serve soft-serve from the ice cream trucks) and he was in utter bliss.
We are having a blast, but my word(!) we are just beat at the end of the day.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Sporting Update
NZ women's hockey team: Black Sticks
NZ men's bowling team: Black Jacks
I kid you not.
NZ men's bowling team: Black Jacks
I kid you not.
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