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History: 80 to 40

30 Aug

Yesterday I was part of history.

Some of it I can talk about, some of it I can’t, but yesterday was the day that the Marriage (Definition of Marriage) Amendment Bill was read for the first time in the House.
You may remember, I wrote about it here.

80 of our 121 members of parliament voted to send it to select committee – the first step to making it law. It was the best.

Amazing signs

I sat next to my husband, surrounded by friends (and a lot of ice cream) watching the debate. We booed those who spoke in opposition, applauded those who spoke in support, cheered when the result of the vote was announced. I literally, literally threw my arms in the air with jubilation. My prediction had been 75
I felt like my marriage was strengthened by the passing of this legislation.

OH it's wonderful being short

Earlier that day, on my lunch break, I stood with my arm around my girlfriend, in a sea of people at the Marriage Equality rally.
We listened to speeches, we applauded, we cheered, we squeezed hands, & we wiped away tears. Speakers from all the major parties voiced their support, religious leaders and kaumatua spoke of their beliefs, campaigners spoke of the work it took to get us here. I haven’t been surrounded by so much unrestrained joy in a long time. I got to share it with someone special. It was, by far, the best lunch break I have ever had.

Tau Henare speaking in support

Of course, the work is not yet nearly done. It has passed the first reading but there is the select committee process and two further readings in the House. You can bet that by the time I was in the shower last night, I was composing the beginning to a select committee submission. The work is not yet done.

But whole debate can be summed up for me in one quote.
“I simply cannot construct an intellectual, moral, health, or spiritual argument against it—in fact the reverse is very much the case. I support it.” – Dr Paul Hutchison

Wednesday: Coley and Laura at the Rally

It’s not often I’m this proud of my work, my friends, my country. But today I am.
I was part of history.

Tearing the Space-Time Continuum

18 Apr

My childhood home
My Childhood Home.
Looking into the Past.

Another little drone for the ‘hive*

19 Dec

I finallyfinallyfinally have a proper full time grown up job. It’s kind of interesting and has an important sounding title. I kind of love it.

But no, I won’t tell you exactly where, with whom, or doing what. Because what would be the fun in that?

* Pictured between branches is the Beehive, the buzzing hub of New Zealand’s parliament.

Working Again, Finally.

24 Nov

The view from Reception.

My favourite moment today: I was walking to the train station after work*, in a light warm spring rain, with the unmistakable, incongruous smell of toast in the air.

*Phew! I have a temping assignment for the next fortnight at least.

I voted.

8 Nov

They may be uninspiring but they're all we've got.

I suspect it won't go our (my) way but I can only try. I am only one
vote.

Starbucks thinks it’s Christmas

7 Nov

Gingerbread Lattes always remind me of sunny winter mornings in London.

P.s. That book? Makes me cry. A Lot.
Endorsed by Bill Bryson (heart!) and the Dalai Lama (oo) and … something to do with Lonely Planet, it's called The Kindness of Strangers.
If it didn't make me gag a little just thinking about it, I'd call it life affirming? Or heart warming. Ick.

5 Nov

Hope

I think a lot of people around the world just let out a collective held breath.

I’m not American in the slightest and yet, I feel … proud? I’m not certain. But I was excited and refreshed cnn.com approximately 7000 times today.

Now if only New Zealand would vote for the left rather than the right.

9th November 2004 – 1st April 2007

4 Apr

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Moving Out

Craig and I lived in our little house for 2 years, 3 months and 20 days.
It was the first house we lived in alone & the first house we lived in as Mr & Mrs.

Bu-bye Little House

Bu-bye Little House

Bu-bye Local Loon

Bu-bye Local Loon.

Outside the door for the last timeSaying Goodbye

Just after we’d closed the door for the last time.

And now, we’re sleeping at my parents’ house in that cute little box-room I was so worried about. I shouldn’t have.
(It used to belong to Jayne but she took my room when I moved out, so now we’ve switched!)
We made it super-organised and Craig and I fit almost comfortably! I like to think that it’s preparing us for living in hotel rooms and flats and apartments.

Little glass

For a tour of our little green and blue and white box room click here

So This is what I know, For sure …

1 Jan

Yesterday after picking me up from work Craig and I were standing in our lounge when wordlessly he bent down and put a copy of our brand-new wedding dvd in the player.
Rajeev dropped off ten copies the night before and (as always with watching myself) I saw them as exciting but worrisome, a good keepsake but causing an oh-god-it’s-me kind of feeling in the pit of my stomach.

(Besides, I’d been trying to remember the speech I made and whenever I did, I got the distinct feeling that I had seemed a complete berk. Which was quite appropriate really.)

But we watched it, and I cringed but it was lovely. Very well made, so much more than I could have hoped for, and while the cinematographer boys were worried about the sound at the reception (technical difficulties) I thought that what they ended up with was more than just adequate. We heard every funny and touching word possible.
And besides the undeniable poncey-ness of my accent, I didn’t die while watching my own speech. I even managed an annoying-Keira-Knightly-in-Love-Actually moment of I look quite pretty.
I also noticed that the left side of my face moves a lot more than the right side. Crazy.
So we can have copies made, and I might just see if I can manage to put clips online or something as it’s coming up to a year now!

Finally, sitting there, curled up on the couch with my head on Craig’s shoulder and noticing, out of the corner of my eye, that he was mouthing his vows along with himself-on-t.v. was the most heartbreakingly perfect moment I’d had in a while.

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