Friend: "So how was your weekend? Heard ya went to Sydney, how was it?

OLD SANA: (What I would have normally said).

You know what's amazing? That there can be so many absolutely unique ways people can impact you in TWO DAYS. My first impression of Sydneysiders, though, was horrible. It's like, darling....come on. Unglue your hand from the horn and roll that finger down; it's not going to make you a bigboy, it's not going to make your wife love you, and it's not going to make your son straight again.

And to random Asian cabbie who can't HELP but scream, "ESS HO! FAK, FAK!!!" Jackface. Knowing the F word doesn't make you fluent in English, and you being in a hurry to nowhere makes you no more worthy to be on the streets.

But then was the lovely man in the middle of the road who heard us wondering where the hell Myer was, then carefully stepped up beside us and started explaining where to go. And the nice man at the Crepe place who moved over and gave us his table because we were making a huge unintentional, good ol Indian fuss :)

Then was the lovely old lady at the antique shop who let us in after closing hours, to let me just gaze at that beautiful antique locket. Have I...GOD, I HAVEN'T TOLD YOU ABOUT IT?! Oh, wow....it's this beautiful gold locket with hand engraving, perfectly done on both sides with different patterns.....with glass inserts pristine and uncracked, all of it absolutely perfect with no blemishes from something as old as the 1800s. A complete blue enamel stripe, with further engraving on both sides....beautiful. I gazed longingly at this perfectly made piece of craftsmanship over two weeks, put off only by the price tag. Depressed, we left the store on Saturday afternoon after learning that she'd be closed on Sunday. Damnit. No more gawking.

It was then that the sheer beauty and generosity of the human spirit struck me yet again, when my own sisters pulled out their credit cards and told me to shut up, they were getting it for me. Hands down, the nicest thing ANYONE'S ever done for me. I mean, seriously.....supposedly, they'd been planning buying it for me since two weeks ago. I love my sisters so much.....watching them go is going to hurt.

I also got a pretty basic black dress and new shoes :) THE SHOES LOOK LIKE COTTON CANDY!

Anyway....JUST when you think the weekend can't possibly get any better, it does :) We decide, against my better judgement, to go under the chop of the merciless hairdresser. Seriously. Hairdressers HATE HATE HATE my hair, or at least the way they've treated it up til this time. Now THIS CHICK.....I think she might be my new Favourite Aussie Person. THANKS TO HER, and her alone, I now have the most ABSOSPIFFINGLY FLYEST FRO in all of Australia. Jester noticed, why else think you that I'm so thrilled? :) As soon as we were done, I said I loved it, and she says, "Of course, I'm a good hairdresser!!

I love this chick. She has the confidence of ME! And she voiced the opinion that some guy who was being a jack in the store should go screw himself :) I LOVE THIS CHICK!!!!!!!

Soooooooo that was my weekend. How was yours? I know, I know, mine RULED....but hey, it was my first great one in AGES. I loved it, and I don't think I've been so happy in a long time.

NEW SANA: (What I actually said).

Great!!! Got a haircut and some shoes! Yours?

Queen Sana at 7:45 PM