This coming November seems sweeter than the last, mainly because i'm planning to take two weeks off work. If everything rolls out as planned (i.e, Emirates remains friendly at $666, Jessie doesn't vanish), I'll be off to Melbourne from the 8th to the 13th. My first solo holiday out and the thought of taking a flight out on my own is sending jitterbugs down my spine but there's always a first in everything.

And when I return, it'll be time for huns - a nice weekend at M hotel to celebrate Ryan's birthday. I've done the scrapbook thing, the cookie / cupcake / brownie / cakes fiesta, the rounding up of friends for a surprise deal. I have three more weeks to crack my head and come up with something to impress, which is proving to be harder than I thought it'd be. My creative juices have run dry and I blame it on the months being trapped inside my office cubicle churning tax comps. HA ha.

Tomorrow I will go to the library and borrow a book on Melbourne, or I will attempt to be the sweet lovergirl and start searching for the PERFECT GIFT.