After last year’s dismal attempt to see midnight on New Year’s Eve/Day, I have to admit that I wasn’t feeling too optimistic about seeing 12 AM on the 1st of January, 2012. But I’m proud to report that not only did we surpass our expectations, but we made it there without any napping required! Huzzah!

New Year’s Eve 2011 was once again spent at BaM’s house, and we had Micah and Sarah, Ian, and Mel and Ben join us for the journey. And a good thing too, as everyone played a vital role in preventing the house from burning down! We’re still not entirely sure why the BBQ’s gas bottle suddenly erupted with flames, but thankfully we managed to get the situation under control – admittedly with a little bit of help from two fire trucks, an ambulance, and an army of emergency workers.

Fire truck

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Anyway – everyone was on a bit of an adrenaline high after the fire crew left, so staying up until midnight suddenly became a whole lot easier. In fact, it was after 1 AM by the time we actually got to bed – easily the latest night we’ve had since I can’t even remember when! What troopers we are!

Many thanks to Nonni and Poppi who hosted a slumber party for Oscar, which allowed us a sleep-in in the morning!

Happy 2012, everyone!

It’s a good thing that Powderfinger put on such a good show on Saturday night, because prior to rocking up to the concert, Julian, Shelley and I had been enjoying an amazing BBQ at Nick and Suzie’s place! It had absolutely every ingredient for a successful afternoon – loads of delicious food, awesome people, amazing sunshine, an unexpected quiz (including an Australian themed tin-foil sculpture round), awesome people (did I mention that one already?), and most importantly, table football!

Tin foil cork hat

Table football

When the invite said “come round at 2 PM” I had thought it would have given us loads of time to enjoy the afternoon with everyone, but before I knew it, it was 8 PM and time to leave! I could have more than happily stayed there until the wee small hours with everyone; I’m wondering what time the tequila and jenga would have inevitably come out?

Anyway – a massive thanks to Nick and Suzie for their awesome hosting skills; it was such a great afternoon, and it really felt like the start of summer. Fingers crossed for more weekends like that!

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Jacob and gerrod.com

Our family and the Doherty family have been friends for pretty much as long as I can remember. When we moved to Brisbane from Ingham, the Doherty family lived at the bottom of our street. Anyway, since the tender age of 5, I have visited the Doherty household on regular occasions, for haircuts, and a general catch-up on the latest news from the troops.

On Saturday night, Kristy and I were lucky enough to be invited to help celebrate Jacob’s 21st. When Jacob and I first met, I was 5 years old, and he was a baby. Even then, I can remember thinking, “man, what an awesome guy”. 21 years have not changed my opinion – Jacob is tops. He and I are blessed (read “cursed”) with nearly identical hair types – which is good for me, because at each hair-cut I just say, “I’ll have the Jacob, thanks Collette”. Judging by the picture, I think it’s definately time I had an update.

Jacob is also the number 1 source for movie reviews. At the party, his Dad (Tom) and his brother (Sam) had taped together his movie stubs from the last 6 months – and they formed a chain which stretched some 15 metres or so.

All the family members made a speech outlining their memories of Jacob’s 21 years. Following this, his 2 younger siblings Kira and Sam sang Green Day’s Time of your life as a tribute to their older brother. It was most impressive.

Anyway Jacob – gerrod.com wishes you all the very best for your 21st.

Kristy and I headed out to Stacey’s house to celebrate her 26th birthday last night. In true clemmo.com fashion, it was cocktail party time. We brought the Jim Beam, and 3 bottles of schnapps.

So anyway, there I am making the first cocktail of the evening, when another party goer (who will remain anonymous) rocks up. Being the friendly lad that I am, I (G) engaged her (Miss X) in conversation:

G: So, would you like a cocktail?
Miss X: No, I’m driving.
G: Oh, you’re in my boat then!
Miss X: (snidely) It would take a few more cocktails to get me into your bed!
G: (defensively) Boat. We’re in the same boat.

So that quickly ended my conversation with Miss X. Thankfully, the rest of the night was a smashing success*.

* No nights were actually smashed during the making of this blog. gerrod.com promotes safe usage of nights and blogs.

Gerrod and Kristy

Any excuse for a party is a good excuse, so Bender’s idea to have a goth party was a corker. As such, last night’s gathering of goths compared favourably to those held back in the times of Dracula. Ben’s promise of a “mystery prize” for the best dressed goth saw facepaint, hair gel, black nailpolish and lipstick, and Doc Martins employeed by everyone, in a bid to out-goth everyone else.

Though it was a close competition, Stacey walked away with the prize, with a very impressive display of gothic attire.

KFC Bucket

A dedicated group of friends last week used their collective monies to fulfill a local girl’s life-long dream.

“Ever since I was a kid, I saw people on TV eating KFC out of a bucket, and having a good time” remarked Miss Harvey, of Strathpine. “Naturally, I then associated buckets of KFC with fun, so I have always wanted to get a bucket of KFC. It just looks like so much… fun!”

After an exaustive afternoon of partying, Miss Harvey and close friends were not in a cooking mood. As such, take-away was the logical option.

“Someone metioned pizza”, she said, “but I thought it was an opportunity that was too good to pass up. I mean, there was 8 people around – a bucket would have been perfect! Everybody agreed, so we gave them a call to see if they still made them. Apparently they’re called “barrells” now, but it’s the same thing. It’s still a bucket.”

It was only a short time later that Miss Harvey was clutching her beloved bucket of chicken, and smiling from ear to ear. “This is one of the best days of my life” she said. “Chicken out of a bucket is definately more fun. You can taste the fun – it tastes like skin!”

Kristy and I had our engagement party this afternoon, at Wyllie Park, Petrie. It was so good to have all of our friends gathered in the same place at the same time! People from almost all walks of life were there – immediate family, cousins, school friends, uni friends, family friends, etc. It was an absolutely amazing afternoon. Thank you so much to everyone that came along and celebrated! I had an awesome time seeing everyone – my apologies to the few people that I didn’t get a chance to catch up with.

My sincerest thanks to Mom and Dad Thomas, and Mum and Dad Harvey for all of the work that went into the event. Thanks also to Debbie for helping out Mom, and for the delicious icing on the cake. Further thanks to Rob Thurley for his help with transporting tables and chairs. And thanks to everyone else that did work that I didn’t even know about!

On a personal note, I certainly hope that everyone enjoyed all the beer, and all the ice that kept the beer cold.

Additionally – if anyone was more diligent than I was in taking photos, could you please send them to me? I didn’t get a chance to take any at all.

Mikey & Rachey

An elaborate party was held at Morayfield last night, to celebrate the engagement of Micah Wicham and Rachael Elms, known affectionatly to their friends as “Mikey and Rachey”.

“Hey I just can’t believe how far Micah has come”, was the comment from one guest. “I mean, I knew Micah right back when he was like, just a kid. Me and him used to throw water balloons at cars and stuff, and our parents were all like, “Hey man, cut it out” and stuff, you know, stuff like that. Yeah, it was funny – damn funny! Hey man, can you get me a beer?”

The festivities continued into the evening, with the gracious hosts serving a magnificent BBQ dinner, with enough salads and sides to put the local Sizzler out of business.

Another guest was heard to remark, “These sausages are absolutely awesome! I’ll bet Rachey rolled them herself, because you can really taste the love. Mikey sure is a lucky guy!”

After the amazing cake was cut, Micah inspired the guests with a well polished speech. Then, to top it all off, an array of desserts was served, including pavlova, ginger-nut caramel buscuits, and of course, the divine mud cake.

“Can you believe this pavlova?” asked a pavlovaholic. “It’s just awesome! Hey, hunny, can you eat my kiwi-fruit?”

Excellent beer, plus mouth-watering food and brilliant company, equals an evening to rival any other. Congratulations again to Mikey and Rachey!

Saturday night was spent at a reunion BBQ for the old Compaq crew, at Al & Suz’s house. It was cool to see everyone again, especially those that have fallen out of touch.

Thanks very much to Tim for his “organization skills”, getting everything together so quickly. Kudos to Al for bringing back a little Lemkau (“Mini-Steve”) from his near death experience, after he fell head-first from a few rungs up a ladder. I think the shock of hearing Al’s Scottish accent was enough to scare him back to life.

Last night, Steve & Allie were kind enough to host a cocktail party in honour of Kristy and my engagement. What legends! Everybody had a fantastic time, enjoying local and boutique beers, as well as various cocktails that I have never heard of before. And even though the “Kristy bunny” cocktail sounded much more appealing than “Gerrod’s Guts”, they were both equally delicious. Unfortunately for Louise, her cocktail based mainly on rum and brekky juice was not such a hit with the crowd.

Our sincerest thanks to everybody for adhering to the “boardies or ball gown” theme! And an extra special gerrod.com thanks to Kellie and Jason for thier help with organization, and for bringing along such tasty treats! Special mention too for Tikanni and Winston (the Rattey family dogs) for being such well behaved little puppies.