Bliss and Mayhem

I had a hysterectomy at 37 years of age

This coming Wednesday will mark four weeks since my hysterectomy. It has been a long journey coming – this hysterectomy and with all the ailments that I had experienced over the last 20 years, including low grade cervical cancer, I could not have been happier seeing my uterus ripped out and put in the bin. That said, I am grateful that these organs allowed me to birth my two sons. They are the joys and absolute headaches of my life. I would (like most mothers I am sure) take a bullet for them and they always know that sanctuary of... Read more →

Do not write blog post when you have had a couple of wines

It's been a bad day. Not a travesty, but a day of anxiety, overload of emotions, countless puffs from many a ciggies and all in all just a bleh. Where the fuck has 2020 gone? How did we get from free world to lockdown and oppressions and wearing masks???? I burnt my 2020 planner, close with my 2020 diary, because why the fuck, hey? Let's just write this year off as a mistake on a humanity scale and start fresh in 2021. Funnily enough, I bought a $4 2021 diary. So there may be hope. My beloved is struggling. Which... Read more →

"Do you need a Valium?"...."Always."

“Run. Run and don’t look back.” These were the words of a very accomplishment psychiatrist which I attended for a session at the request of my Mother. My parents had been going to counselling sessions there and she had asked if either of their daughters was willing to come for a session so that she may explore a child’s perspective of the dynamics of our family. My sister declined. She avoids conflict wherever possible and hold all her cards remarkably close to her heart. I have only seen her lose her shit perhaps a couple of times whereas I on... Read more →

Kaftan's vs Tight Active Wear, Every Single Time

What the fuck is going on in this world of ours? I mean, really. 2020 was supposed to BE, THE YEAR – and then it all went to shit with lockdowns, grim reaper viruses and eternal long days of Netflix and then even more Netflix. How are you travelling? I’ve gained a beauty of 8kg in #isolyf. I have discovered that I indeed enjoy all things sweet – in particular, Donuts ( of all sorts but KRISPY KREME – you have my heart) and Strawberry Iced cream filled cakes from Coles. Oh and the wine. Yes a bottle a day.... Read more →

Tyranny, Censorship, Fear and Questions

This post will most likely be banned on any social media accounts I share to. Censorship has been coming in hard and clear – even more so in the past few months. While I have been indulging myself in all seasons of Gossip Girl, Tiger King and Real Housewives of Anywhere, I have also been digging deep with the help of some like minded souls into Science Censorship, Liberty stealing and heart wrenching conformance that has been occurring around the globe. In many ways, 2020 for my little family has been positive. Deleting the last few days of a polar... Read more →

Is it Saturday or Sunday?

It is just before 6am as I sit here on my back porch watching the sun slowly rise for another day. What day is it? #isolyf has got me all confused to the day, date and month. With so many of us wishing and wanting “more time”, I have found myself getting bored of being bored and the motivation bug seems to come in slower and less frequently. How the world has changed in the unprecedented times, hey? It seems that here in #straya, we have quickly adapted to the powers that be and in the matter of weeks have... Read more →

20 meal ideas for those that hate cooking

It's quite ironic that I decided a few weeks ago to ease myself into the fad of meal planning. I was so sick of thinking of ideas of meals of what to make and Steve was no help as when i asked him,"what you want for dinner?" his answer was always" whatever you want". Grrrrrrrrrrr - uncommitted. So one afternoon with a cup of some alcoholic description, i went into my think tank which is my brain, and wrote down my repertoire of meals that i know how to make. Now this will look different for every household. After scribbling... Read more →

In these unprecedented times....

I had to delete Facebook off my phone. The last couple of weeks was a rabbit warren hole of doom and gloom, everybody sharing their thoughts on #COVID_19, constantly Googling "coronavirus australia" and watching the minute by minute up on all the news sites, from everywhere. What the fuck did we all talk about before Coronavirus? Life? Bullshit? And now, in these unprecedented times, it seems that our world has shrunk physically as well as emotionally. I had to stop feeding the beast because the because was consuming every aspect of my daily life. I'm on day two without Facebook.... Read more →

Gardening, Growing and Valentines Day

One of the things (and there are only a few) that I miss living in the busy suburbs of Melbourne, is fresh cut flower. I used to at the very least, fortnightly, drive to my favourite small florist and get my little hands on a mixed variety of colourful vase holding delights. The desert makes it hard for a novice green thumb like I to grow my own. The farm plot that we own has a high salinity content in the soil which means a bit of work is needed in making up the correct soil with the correct goodness... Read more →

Be still my heart. There is always Bali and Nasi Goreng.

I was awoken early this morning by my gorgeous adopted Lara. She was barking to go for a little wee. It must have been about 3am and i stumbled out of bed, walked into the wardrobe doors, caught my foot on the edge of the bed frame and smashed into the bedroom door. Damage is a sore foot, bruised shoulder and an ego a little shattered that i no longer have extra magical orientation skills in the pitch dark. So wobbling and hobbling to the coffee machine this morning - the standard ritual with a dose of anti depressant, i... Read more →