Orton artichokes

I need a pretty flower today.

After the rush and flash of Saturday morning and the disappointment of Saturday afternoon, the rest of the weekend was more relaxing.

I caught up with Mark at Lygon Street on Saturday afternoon, and we came back to Collingwood discussing the Orton effect (hence the photos). Saturday night the kidlets and I had dinner at mum and dad's, and Sunday (23 Nov) we had yum cha (dim sum) at Doncaster, followed by afternoon tea with mum and dad, Anita, Roger and their small ones.

Today, on the other hand, has been less relaxing, albeit more productive. I'm feeling pretty productive, dealing decisively with issues from difficult feedback to staff (with great technical skills; crap relationship skills) to the economics of the divisional Christmas party (OFFS, FAD!*). Now off to dessert at Chez Thorn. I will then come home to (well deserved) flower therapy.



*Oh for Fuck's Sake; Fuck a Duck!