As Jo mentioned in the last blog, we are expecting a wee bairn in a few months. Its great news indeed, we are very excited about having a family and I reckon Jo's going to be a fantastic mother if the way she's been looking after me this week is anything to go by (I've been struck down by a virus). People who know us will be aware that we are quite cautious and reserved people (certain exceptions exist of course, I did once lip sync to Phil Collins' You Can't Hurry Love in front of hundreds of strangers in a vest, and Jo did once ride down Collins St on the back of a motorbike in a bikini...*) and we want to remain fairly humble about it all until the safe arrival of McKelvie Jnr, so Jo didn't want me to post a picture of her bump (even though I'd like to show her off and think that she shines like a beaming siren in her expectant state), so here's a compromise darling in the form of an illegible tiny pic:
We're in the name picking and nesting phase, it's all great experience and we're enjoying the ride (mostly :) although it can be tricky when you don't agree on everything. We're just glad everything has gone to plan and I'm touching wood as i type. Wood as in the material wood...
So in other news, we celebrated our first wedding anniversary on Sunday which gave us an opportunity to reflect on a fantastic first year being Mr & Mrs McKelvie. From the topsy turvy wedding day that seen us and our guests witness the worst hailstorm in Melbourne for over 50years and me being trapped in the city yet which ended as the wonderful celebration we'd hoped, to the great honeymoon we had in the shadow of a tropical cyclone but which is full of great memories, to getting used to wearing a ring for the first time in my life and feeling a wee tinge of pride every time I seen Mrs J McKelvie on letters and cards that tickled me under the chin. Still feelin' lucky!
I've been ill this week, worst I've felt in years. But thankfully today I'm beginning to feel better and should be feeling right as rain after the weekend recovering. I've lost a couple of kilos but I'm sure my fearsome appetite will return soon. Jo has been a great to me throughout, like a modern day Florence Nightingale but better looking and pregnant. With the couple of kilos i've lost and the week-old stubble I look a bit like Tom Green:
Ah well, maybe not. So Melbourne's weather has been a bit mental this summer, the wettest on record. I'm sure you'll all have seen the floods over in Queensland and perhaps those that affected Victoria too. It's been said many times, but this really is a country of extremes. It's a resilient country though, and its people are that in bucketloads. We're into Autumn now, so temps are dipping a bit. But one other thing that Autumn brings is the start of the AFL season, greatly anticipated and this season in particular we've started a SuperCoach league at the work. It looks a bit like hard work but my team 'Frontal Pressure' have big aims...
One other thing which has made a return to our screens this week, which Jo and I are very excited about is Prisoner Cell Block H - I only found out today that it was just called 'Prisoner' here - only in the UK was the Cell Block H added due to a legal challenge. I also found out there are a total of 692 episodes. Interesting eh. Ahem. Anyhoo, this is one thing that Jo and I found we had in common from very early in our relationship, we both loved watching the show when we were younger. So needless to say we're delighted its back on tv. TV gold. Just yesterday Bea Smith got released and spent two days living it up on the money she'd saved whilst serving ten years inside, then looked up her husband who'd shacked up with some other floosy and promptly shot him dead with a pistol that can only be described as a toy gun. So now she's back where she belongs and challenging Frankie Doyle for the top dog spot. Sparks will fly.
Speaking of sparks, the media over here have gone daft over Wills and Kate. I wish them well, but the hoo-haa that follows their every move is clearly ridiculous. Did i mention I'm following Charlie Sheen?
Right, well I better get some more rest. Its been nice talking to you's.
Jo's eating some Ice Magic. Choice.
Al x
*I made the bikini motorbike thing up, for a laugh. I might pay for it shortly but I'm still laughing.
