Saturday, August 26, 2006
2nd 1st Swim of the Season!
Sorry, I just have to tell you about my amazing morning! I got up this morning and was debating if I should go for a run or not. I am ashamed to say that not won, and i went and made a coffee and sat reading my bible instead...
Then I heard Clarie (a flattie) up getting and strapping on her running boots, sufficiently convicted I got up and went with her.
When we got back the sun was shining just enough for us to be able to justify our first ocean swim! It was amazing. It was a grumpy day yesterday, so the surf was taking out it's anger on the rock pool. As we were in there these massive waves would come over and create havoc in the pool. It was the coolest thing ever. (literally, it was totally freezing!)
Then we came home and have a massive pancake cook up, and i have recently learnt how to do the fip-in-the-air-catch-thing, so I was looking totally cool, (in my mind anyway!)
But it was all in all a totally amazing morning! and it's only 11 am. I love that.
Just thought I'd share.. Got to love blogs... Total self indulgence.. where else can you talk about yourself all the time and be totally justified??
Then I heard Clarie (a flattie) up getting and strapping on her running boots, sufficiently convicted I got up and went with her.
When we got back the sun was shining just enough for us to be able to justify our first ocean swim! It was amazing. It was a grumpy day yesterday, so the surf was taking out it's anger on the rock pool. As we were in there these massive waves would come over and create havoc in the pool. It was the coolest thing ever. (literally, it was totally freezing!)
Then we came home and have a massive pancake cook up, and i have recently learnt how to do the fip-in-the-air-catch-thing, so I was looking totally cool, (in my mind anyway!)
But it was all in all a totally amazing morning! and it's only 11 am. I love that.
Just thought I'd share.. Got to love blogs... Total self indulgence.. where else can you talk about yourself all the time and be totally justified??
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Lions and Tigers and Bears
I had a dream last night about a baby lion.. he was only a baby, but in my dream he was also only about 10cm high. There was a mini Zebra there too.. he sneezed.. and then there was a wombat wearing sunglasses. They were all in a little glass box like you'd see dogs in the window at the pet shop.
Later in the dream someone gave me a massage and cracked my neck back in place.
What does this mean?? What's with the wild dreams?? Maybe there is something in the water here in Sydney.. Pees - want to come do some research??
Later in the dream someone gave me a massage and cracked my neck back in place.
What does this mean?? What's with the wild dreams?? Maybe there is something in the water here in Sydney.. Pees - want to come do some research??
Monday, August 21, 2006
Quote of the year!
This is on the compassion website:
Changed circumstances rarely changes people’s lives, while changed people inevitably change their circumstances.
Want to know how to be 'happy' in life?? There it is.
Changed circumstances rarely changes people’s lives, while changed people inevitably change their circumstances.
Want to know how to be 'happy' in life?? There it is.
Clarification
Just a little clarification if I may.. I found a Krispy Kreme SHOP near work, not just a Krispy Kreme on the side of the road or anything.. I purchased them.. Promise!
Slap Her, She's French
Is that not the best movie title you've ever read??!! (nothing against French people of course) Saw this movie on Friday night while eating massive amounts of mushroom chicken pizza and Krispy Kremes (found one near work, not good, definitely not good..)
Is there a better way to spend a Friday night than hanging out with friends eating and watch crappy movies.. Amy would argue that they are "classic", but lets be real, they're crap and that's exactly why we love them so much.
Is there a better way to spend a Friday night than hanging out with friends eating and watch crappy movies.. Amy would argue that they are "classic", but lets be real, they're crap and that's exactly why we love them so much.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
A little bit of Aussie Culture..
One would think, that after being home for about 3 months one would be used to one's home culture?? One would be wrong.
After a meeting last night in the City I got home at about 8, ate some dinner (highly nutritious re-heated quiche and an engligh muffin) and went to bed early to read. At about 10.30 I got a call from a friend who was in the area and wanted to drop in for a cup of tea! How great it that!
Now as long as the ground rules are set, and people know that when they drop in they are not allowed to make any judgments as to how they find you it think it's great. Shelley was kind enough not to comment on the hot pink PJ pants, wild hair and pink fluffy slippers that greeted her at the door. We had a lovely chat, and cup of tea, more of a chat and she was on her way! I love this culture. Bring on the surprise visit I say!
Note: One should definitely call 2-3 mins before one drops in at such a late hour to ensure that one does not wake other one's entire household..
After a meeting last night in the City I got home at about 8, ate some dinner (highly nutritious re-heated quiche and an engligh muffin) and went to bed early to read. At about 10.30 I got a call from a friend who was in the area and wanted to drop in for a cup of tea! How great it that!
Now as long as the ground rules are set, and people know that when they drop in they are not allowed to make any judgments as to how they find you it think it's great. Shelley was kind enough not to comment on the hot pink PJ pants, wild hair and pink fluffy slippers that greeted her at the door. We had a lovely chat, and cup of tea, more of a chat and she was on her way! I love this culture. Bring on the surprise visit I say!
Note: One should definitely call 2-3 mins before one drops in at such a late hour to ensure that one does not wake other one's entire household..
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
One for Mish
Was just checking a few of the old favourites tonight.. and went to bored.com again, and found this great link to Real Cakes. How cool are these.. Mish, you are definately going to want to check this one out!
Also.. check these photos of what happened in the city today??!!
No it's not London.. although you are forgiven for thinking it was.. couldn't quite believe what was happening.. but there you have it.. snow (ok, ice from the sky) in Sydney!
Also.. check these photos of what happened in the city today??!!
No it's not London.. although you are forgiven for thinking it was.. couldn't quite believe what was happening.. but there you have it.. snow (ok, ice from the sky) in Sydney!
Coles
I went to do the weekly shop the other day and found myself in a parallel universe. There is something about the Coles Maroubra Junction that doesn't quite sit right.
I'm not sure if this is just becoming my nature, or maybe I am watch too many self help TV programs like Super Nanny and Honey, We're Killing the Kids, but I can't stop watching people. I look at the way they treat their kids, how they handle the latest tantrum, do they give in and let little Bobbie have the lollie. Most times yes, and most times the kid turns around 5 seconds later and starts screaming about something else.
When did I become so judgmental? Who am I to comment on how people raise their kids? I think there is this whole culture being developed by these programs that make us think it is ok to judge on others. Do I have 3 kids? Do I have a mortgage? Do I have to drive to tennis, netball, chess club and extra tutorials for Bobbie because he just can't quite understand what his maths teacher is talking about??
I, at the moment, am busy looking after me. Just me. If I get hungry at night I cook dinner, if not, I don't (don't tell mum). If I want to go and play tennis or go for a run I do, if not I don't. I cannot even begin to imagine what it is like looking after 3 kids. Jessica (my cousin) and I spent about 3 months together. That was enough for me. She would go to sleep, I would rejoice and run out the back as fast as I could to be able to fit in as many ciggies as I could before she woke up. There was no Super Nannying going on there. And she was just one!
So Super Nanny good for you if you can handle it. But who is looking after your kids while you go and stay with these 'families in need'?? Do you even have kids?? Do they each partake in 3 or more extracurricular activities?? None of these parents in Coles have stopped to ask me my opinion of how they raise their kids. Maybe, just maybe their busy doing the best they can, and instead of having me looking at them with a disapproving eye, what they really need is just a smile and a look that says ‘you’re doing alright!’
I'm not sure if this is just becoming my nature, or maybe I am watch too many self help TV programs like Super Nanny and Honey, We're Killing the Kids, but I can't stop watching people. I look at the way they treat their kids, how they handle the latest tantrum, do they give in and let little Bobbie have the lollie. Most times yes, and most times the kid turns around 5 seconds later and starts screaming about something else.
When did I become so judgmental? Who am I to comment on how people raise their kids? I think there is this whole culture being developed by these programs that make us think it is ok to judge on others. Do I have 3 kids? Do I have a mortgage? Do I have to drive to tennis, netball, chess club and extra tutorials for Bobbie because he just can't quite understand what his maths teacher is talking about??
I, at the moment, am busy looking after me. Just me. If I get hungry at night I cook dinner, if not, I don't (don't tell mum). If I want to go and play tennis or go for a run I do, if not I don't. I cannot even begin to imagine what it is like looking after 3 kids. Jessica (my cousin) and I spent about 3 months together. That was enough for me. She would go to sleep, I would rejoice and run out the back as fast as I could to be able to fit in as many ciggies as I could before she woke up. There was no Super Nannying going on there. And she was just one!
So Super Nanny good for you if you can handle it. But who is looking after your kids while you go and stay with these 'families in need'?? Do you even have kids?? Do they each partake in 3 or more extracurricular activities?? None of these parents in Coles have stopped to ask me my opinion of how they raise their kids. Maybe, just maybe their busy doing the best they can, and instead of having me looking at them with a disapproving eye, what they really need is just a smile and a look that says ‘you’re doing alright!’
Friday, August 11, 2006
Ummm???
I clearly remember that while I was sitting at Starbucks yesterday, I had a profound thought and decided to post it when I came into work this morning. There is only one problem with that theory... I can't for the life of me remember what on earth I was thinking about.
Why is it that somepeople can remember things and other can't?? I even know some people who remember things that they don't want to?? How does that work? What can I do to make it better??
After sometimes unknowingly tripple booking myself on a night while I was in London I have taken to keeping a diary, which seems to be working (except for last weekend, so sorry Adam!!). When I think of things that I need to do I even jot them down on a little list in my diary. But where does it stop?? I can't write everything down!? I have to remember something... somtimes... surely.
To be honest I think I am suffering the effects of being away from Corinne for too long. Don't know how many times she said to me "But weren't you going to go to ____ tonight??" to which I'd freak out, stress, worry about how I was going to tell someone yet again that I was going to have to cancel.. Don't get me wrong.. Corinne's memory is not the only thing I love about that girl.. but geez I miss it sometimes!!
So when the flash of memory comes, and I remember my profoud thought from yesterday, I will be sure to post it for all to share.. that's if I can remeber my log-in, or even the fact that I have a blog, or where work is.. ohh the stress of it all!!!
Why is it that somepeople can remember things and other can't?? I even know some people who remember things that they don't want to?? How does that work? What can I do to make it better??
After sometimes unknowingly tripple booking myself on a night while I was in London I have taken to keeping a diary, which seems to be working (except for last weekend, so sorry Adam!!). When I think of things that I need to do I even jot them down on a little list in my diary. But where does it stop?? I can't write everything down!? I have to remember something... somtimes... surely.
To be honest I think I am suffering the effects of being away from Corinne for too long. Don't know how many times she said to me "But weren't you going to go to ____ tonight??" to which I'd freak out, stress, worry about how I was going to tell someone yet again that I was going to have to cancel.. Don't get me wrong.. Corinne's memory is not the only thing I love about that girl.. but geez I miss it sometimes!!
So when the flash of memory comes, and I remember my profoud thought from yesterday, I will be sure to post it for all to share.. that's if I can remeber my log-in, or even the fact that I have a blog, or where work is.. ohh the stress of it all!!!
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Because we can
You may have seen the link on the side of this page to a group of kids called the Watoto House Builders.. If not, I recommend you have a look-see.
I remember doing the 40-hour famine every year almost as a kid. I used to love it.. Mind you, I was totally rubbish at the fasting, and would eat so many of those little lollies that you were allowed.. sorry, I digress.. the point was to say that the cause lives on, we're not there yet, there is still a lot to be done!
There are a group of us planning a trip to Africa in June 2007. We are going to go and build a house for 6 - 8 aids orphaned kids and their new house mum. It's easy to think that helping 6 kids amongst all those thousands isn't going to make much of a difference.. And yeah, it would be great if we could do something for all of them, but for the moment, this is the opportunity that God has given us.
We have all been given something to work with. Whether it be our intellect, finances, oratory skills or friendships; these are our gifts. We can choose where we invest them. This is but one option. This is where I, along with others, am going to focus my energies. I pray that you would find your vision too. Find the thing that breaks your heart, and then not allow yourself to be crushed by the enormity of it, or by the injustice, but that you would find hope. And from that, you would work towards something better.
If you want to help financially with what the House Builders are doing please follow this link. Please also pray for us as a group but also for all of us, that we would not settle and be happy to leave things as they are and hope that some institution will do something to change things. It doesn't have to be this way. There is a better option. Lets fight for it!
I remember doing the 40-hour famine every year almost as a kid. I used to love it.. Mind you, I was totally rubbish at the fasting, and would eat so many of those little lollies that you were allowed.. sorry, I digress.. the point was to say that the cause lives on, we're not there yet, there is still a lot to be done!
There are a group of us planning a trip to Africa in June 2007. We are going to go and build a house for 6 - 8 aids orphaned kids and their new house mum. It's easy to think that helping 6 kids amongst all those thousands isn't going to make much of a difference.. And yeah, it would be great if we could do something for all of them, but for the moment, this is the opportunity that God has given us.
We have all been given something to work with. Whether it be our intellect, finances, oratory skills or friendships; these are our gifts. We can choose where we invest them. This is but one option. This is where I, along with others, am going to focus my energies. I pray that you would find your vision too. Find the thing that breaks your heart, and then not allow yourself to be crushed by the enormity of it, or by the injustice, but that you would find hope. And from that, you would work towards something better.
If you want to help financially with what the House Builders are doing please follow this link. Please also pray for us as a group but also for all of us, that we would not settle and be happy to leave things as they are and hope that some institution will do something to change things. It doesn't have to be this way. There is a better option. Lets fight for it!
Monday, August 07, 2006
Zzzzz
I slept in a bed last night for the first time in 6 weeks!
It was just a perfect nights sleep, Mumbles had sent my duvet down from Brissie, there was rain on the roof, my teddy was all tucked in, and most importantly, I was more than 20cm off the ground.
What more could a girl ask for?
It was just a perfect nights sleep, Mumbles had sent my duvet down from Brissie, there was rain on the roof, my teddy was all tucked in, and most importantly, I was more than 20cm off the ground.
What more could a girl ask for?
Thursday, August 03, 2006
First Swim of the Season
We did it! All three of us (Sophie was hiding in her room I think) but we made the jump. It was about 10 degrees out, and I think only about 4 degrees in, but we went for a swim. Sometimes you just have to do it.
I got home from work yesterday feeling really restless. This whole being home more than 1 night a week is taking a bit of getting used to. So when Sophie announced that the pool was now safe to swim in, the choice seemed obvious. It was surprisingly easy to convince my flatties to join in... Ok, so we did have to threaten each other with 2 months straight on the cleaning rota, but in the end we all made it!
For about 3 seconds I think. But the details aren't all that important.
I got home from work yesterday feeling really restless. This whole being home more than 1 night a week is taking a bit of getting used to. So when Sophie announced that the pool was now safe to swim in, the choice seemed obvious. It was surprisingly easy to convince my flatties to join in... Ok, so we did have to threaten each other with 2 months straight on the cleaning rota, but in the end we all made it!
For about 3 seconds I think. But the details aren't all that important.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
My little Pinkie!
I wouldn't call myself tight (no comments required on this one), but I like to think that I spend my money wisely. We only get given what we can handle responsibly.
In an effort to begin my savings plan to get me to Africa / London / Brazil next year I went to the bank this week to open a new account. As we sat and discussed the finer details of my finances, I looked up to see what had to be one of the cutest things ever. I've called it Pinkie. It's mine now. I own one. She sits in my wallet (where she will stay until Thursday.. got to love pay day!!!). I have taken to looking at her every now and then, is that bad??
But I was thrown into turmoil when arranging for Pinkie to be mine. Being generally quite frugal I really wasn't sure if I could quite justify it.. How much is she worth.. your thoughts would be appreciated, but to me, she's worth $12 a year.. not too bad I didn't think.
In an effort to begin my savings plan to get me to Africa / London / Brazil next year I went to the bank this week to open a new account. As we sat and discussed the finer details of my finances, I looked up to see what had to be one of the cutest things ever. I've called it Pinkie. It's mine now. I own one. She sits in my wallet (where she will stay until Thursday.. got to love pay day!!!). I have taken to looking at her every now and then, is that bad??
But I was thrown into turmoil when arranging for Pinkie to be mine. Being generally quite frugal I really wasn't sure if I could quite justify it.. How much is she worth.. your thoughts would be appreciated, but to me, she's worth $12 a year.. not too bad I didn't think.
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