I'm not scared of many things, but stairs I can see through absolutely terrify me. This can be a problem in Hobart where most of the retail stores have horrible old school scary stairs that you can see through.
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I am really scared of flimsy stairs...and exercise
I'm not scared of many things, but stairs I can see through absolutely terrify me. This can be a problem in Hobart where most of the retail stores have horrible old school scary stairs that you can see through.
Food for Thought....
Well, as it turns out, brightening the day of everyone I interacted with was rather a big challenge - I did pretty well until about 2pm and then it all went horribly downhill. I got tired and cranky and wanted the world to leave me alone and seeing as that wasn't going to happen, I snuck out to the hot chocolate and dutch pancake stall which is currently set up out the front of the office for a nice chocolatey, pancakey, sugary dose of yummy-ness.
My weekend was great, how was yours?
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What a great weekend - Pilates, two swims, a big walk on St Kilda pier, packing boxes, looking at seaweed, painting with my Johnny & Leah (ok, supervision Johnny and Leah painting), yummy thai food, low-booze booze (low alcohol wine), peeking through the fence at my new apartment, lunch with Milla (and Hamish via teleconference), Bunnings mayhem, new pot plants, lots of yummy cooking and 5 blocks of chocolate!
Did I mention I shared the spa at my gym with Ben Cousins? Yuuuuuum! Great incentive to train harder!
I may have gotten a little scared that a big pink blob-monster was coming to get me while taking this photo, but it turned out to be my finger - looks like I might need some photography training.
Appliance Love!
Ok, so I'm not usually in awe of appliances, but this one is possibly the best invention ever. It makes toast and googie eggs - awesome work Tefal!
From: http://www.tefal.com.au/All+Products/Breakfast/Toasters/Products/Toast+n+Egg+2-slice+Toaster/Toast+n+Egg+2-slice+Toaster.htm
From: http://www.tefal.com.au/All+Products/Breakfast/Toasters/Products/Toast+n+Egg+2-slice+Toaster/Toast+n+Egg+2-slice+Toaster.htm
I am tougher than Bear Grylls
Stuff that Bear Grylls will eat that I wont:
Things I have eaten that Bear probably wouldn't:
Ok, so I may not be tougher, but we're at least even right?
- Live tree frog
- Sheep's eyeball
- Frozen yak's eyeballs
- Zebra carcass
- Raw goats testicles
- Raw camel fat
- Elephant dung juices
- Camel stomach fluids
- His own pee
- Raw camel intestines
- Live snakes
- Bear poop
- Mosquito larvae
- Live trout
- Tiger scorpion, crucifix spider or any other bugs with deadly names
- Maggots off dead dear
- A rabbit he killed with a stick
Things I have eaten that Bear probably wouldn't:
- A dumpling that Mel dropped, which sat on a table at Shanghai Village for 15 minutes.
Ok, so I may not be tougher, but we're at least even right?
My Happiness Project
Last year I decided that May was 'Me Month' and spent the whole month doing things to make me happy, which was great, but why stop at one month? For me this isn't about crazy resolutions I won't keep, it's about small adjustments and habits I'd like to form over time...except the shark diving, I'm hoping that doesn't become a habit. I've got a few projects currently on the go, and will keep updating with new ones as I progress.
A few of the things I'm working on for my Happiness Project:
Healthy Heather
I've been working on being healthier by doing pilates and personal training once a week and eating a lot better than usual. From here I'd like to get to:
- PT & Pilates once a week each
- 2 extra gym sessions (even if one of them is just floating around the hydrotherapy pool)
- Eating healthier all the time
- Drinking lots more water, and lots less wine (during the week)
Happy Heather
Who would have guessed that someone who hated writing would enjoy writing a blog so much? I want to keep up the blogging, and as mentioned in last week's post, I'd like to clean out my wardrobe - nice tidy spaces make me happy. I'd like to spend more time with friends who make me happy, and less time worrying about the ones that stress me out.
Handy Heather
I haven't really been cooking much over the last few years, so I'm working on learning at least one new recipe a week...I'm yet to poison anyone so far.
Harmonious Heather
I've been loving attending my weekly meditation group, so my aim is to keep this up, and to remember to take a few moments to 'chill out' every once in a while.
Heroic Heather
Um, how does diving with Great White Sharks sound?
Hidden Heather
I'd like to be more of a 'hidden Heather', unfortunately my habit of over-sharing seems to prevent that...sometimes it's not necessary to tell everyone, everything...I'd like to work on sharing a little less. I'd also like to start making eye contact with people again, not quite sure when I stopped doing this, but it must make me look really shifty - next time we talk make sure I'm making eye contact.
Hopeful Heather
I'd really like to make and stick to a budget...how hard can it be right? I'll post a little more about this on Friday (pay day!)...may as well start fresh with some money in the account!
Do you have any Happiness Projects on the go or any suggestions for projects to try?
What do you believe?
When I was a child my parents convinced me that steak grew on trees so I would eat it. They even showed me the trees - a sort of wattle with bulbous, charred-steak like growths. My mother also put a lot of time into convincing me that I was a clever, conscientious student, and because I assumed she must be right, that's what I was (kind of...). It's a lot easier to live up to other people's expectations than it is to prove them wrong.
The most important skill I've learnt in my career as an Executive Assistant is to question everything. The statement you 'just accept' is bound to be wrong, and you'll look pretty silly trying to tell the boss something wrong just because you haven't checked it. So if I question and fact check everything professionally, why don't I do it in my own time?
I'm amazed at how easy it is to convince myself of things. A few years ago I decided brown pigeons were lucky (not quite sure why), and to this day I still get excited when I see one. More importantly, its scary how my negative opinions of myself become so easily entrenched as self fulfilling prophecies.
- I hate writing (false, as it turns out, I love writing - that's why I have a blog)
- I don't have time to take up any more activities (pfft, it's my life and I'll make time if I want to)
- I hate exercise (false, I've actually been quite enjoying my time at the gym and doing pilates lately)
- If I eat meat I'll be sick (false, I ate some on Sunday and I'm still feeling awesome)
- I can't save money (OK, so I haven't fixed this one yet...)
Domestic Goddess - the hunt continues
On Sunday morning I had another crack at embroidery...it turns out lack of practise hadn't improved my skills, I'm still no good. I decided I'd have to do something else 'domestic goddessy' to repair my damaged self image...surely cooking couldn't be that hard, right? I checked out a few recipes and decided on Jamie Oliver's Chilli Con Carne and the Central Cookbooks Banana loaf, which I decided to turn into muffins 'cos I've lost my loaf tin.
My poor housemate was extremely concerned that seeing as I'm vegetarian (kind of), she might have to eat all the chilli....I considered stringing her along, but as you already know I'm a really bad liar.
It was at this point I realised that to cook stuff, you need ingredients and seeing as mice had raided our cupboard the night before this meant a trip to the supermarket - yay, a chance to show off my awesome man-repelling pants in public (see below)!
After a very confusing trip to the supermarket (who knew there were so many different types of mince!) it was time to get cooking...hmmm. Seeing as it was nowhere near dinner time, I decided to make the muffins first. This went surprisingly well...there were a few splatters of orange zest on the walls and a bit of flour on the floor, but not too bad for a first effort.
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In the end the Chilli was actually pretty good, I managed to eat a whole bowl of it. This is the second time in living memory that I've eaten cow, so an awesome effort on my part. I couldn't believe how much energy I had the next day - I guess people do the whole eating meat thing for a reason.
Next week I'm going to try bolognaise!
Places I wish I was...
I dunno about you, but when I'm having a less than awesome time I like to sit and think about places I'd rather be. Here are a few of my favourites:
Dad and I cruising 
Too much sun
On the boat with my folks
I used to hate being on the boat. I think it was something to do with the cold, salty air (the boat is in Tassie), the uncomfortable seats and that you cant get off and go to the shop until the person steering says so. In the last year or so I seem to have changed my view, I can happily sit quietly on the deck (on a cushion Dad brings specially for me), eat my pre-packed snacks and listen to my parents chat...sometimes I even fish (until the point where the fish comes out of the water, then I run screaming to the other end of the boat).
Dad and I cruising
Laying in the sun
I always wish I was laying in the sun...I don't care where, as long as there's sun (not too much though, then I get grumpy).
Right amount of sun
Too much sun
At a BBQ baby!
I guess this is kind of a variation of laying in the sun, 'cos BBQs are no good without that. But I don't think I can remember a bad BBQ...I'm sure I've been to some, I just don't remember them.
I BBQ like a star...in that I make someone else do it.
Picnicing
Kind of the same as the last two, but with a blanket.
At the races
I love the races, so I spend a lot of time wishing I was there instead. This train of thought gives me great mileage - what will I wear? How will I accessories? How will I get better tickets? Which canapes will I serve in my carpark? I generally start thinking about being at the races in January, so it's a pretty safe bet if I'm thinking about being somewhere else, it's probably at the races.
At the polo
It's pretty much the same as the races, but without a fascinator.
On holidays
Anywhere will do, but two of my favourites are back home in Tassie and to Coolangatta, which is reportedly a 'crime hotspot'...I just like it 'cos it has nice quiet beaches, the Twin Towns RSL for cheapo dinners and because I usually go there with my folks.
Coolangatta - I don't see any crime, do you?
At a gig
But I'm quite specific about this one.
A. I must like the band
B. the venue must not be too full
C. or loud
D. or smelly
E. There should be easily accessible, yummy food
Me at Homebake, demonstrating an appropriate level of 'crowdedness' and easily accesible food.
Things my grandma can do
Last night I sat on a friends couch and attempted embroidery. I've seen a fair bit of embroidery in my time and didn't imagine it could be too difficult. As it turns out, I may have overestimated my craft skills, much like the time I stuck my hand to the bench with a gluegun. Embroidery is hard. This revelation got me thinking about that much loved topic - things my nanna can do that I can't. The list as it currently stands is:
- Embroidery
- Sewing
- Write thankyou notes in a timely fashion
- Bake
- Cook well in general
- Throw dinner parties (see above)
- Play cards
- Make beds with hospital corners
- Make small children love her
- Chastise above children and still remain loved
- Magically fix any illness with jelly
- Coordinate her shoes with her outfit
- Make a bonza cup of tea
- Know the right action for any situation
- Remember the names of all her grandchildren and great grandchildren
- Make my pathetic attempts at any of the above seem succesful
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