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DESPITE various recommendations...I've never held a dislike for carbs. Well that was until Saturday night. Here's how the night panned. It began with a fun evening at a Reds game and then, as a friend of mine describes, we went "wacko at the cacko" meaning my housemate, Jess and I enjoyed few beverages at the Caxton Hotel. Incase you haven't realised from being exposed to my blog once or twice (or never)...I enjoy dancing. Even more so when I'm out and by about 1am in the morning I think I'm the world's best contemporary or interpretive dancer. Fortunately, at that time of the morning, no one is likely to judge... the good dancers went home at 10pm. Anyway....while I was busting out thinking I had moves like Jagger. ..I started dancing with this group of guys, one of which was named James....at least that's what he told me his name was. For all I know it could have been Judas...as least that would have giving me some inkling of his ca...

Here's a little story for you.... To fulfil my gazillion new year's resolutions, I thought I'd treat my body a bit better and to do so, have booked in regular massages. I was feeling a little worse for wear last week, so on Wednesday I was delighted when I remembered I had a massage booked. This was at 5.15pm, after work. Also realising I was overdue for a haircut, I craftily booked an appointment for 7pm, which would allow me a 15 minute buffer of getting between my locations...in heavy rain. Truth be told, it wasn't so much the massage I was excited about, it was more so the scalp massage that would follow at the hairdresser's. When I got to the hairdressing salon, after the massage, I was marinating in oil and smelt like an incense stick. The hairdresser asked: "so..what are we doing today?" While I was saying: "Oh just a trim would be great"...I was really thinking..."WASH MY HAIR DAMMIT...PLEASE WASH MY HAIR!" When ...

I really need to start eating healthier....because apparently it's not "a waffle a day keeps the doctor away" at all. I usually do eat reasonably well. Don't ask me to define "reasonably" but over the past week I've had more treats than a day in the festive season. And yes, it did include waffles. And not many apples. We have a number of kitchen appliances in our house, and there is just one that is used even more than the kettle. It's an appliance that makes penguin shaped waffles, and is appropriately called "Waddles". It creates these delightfully golden little penguins and it would be rude not to utilise the little round space in the belly for ice-cream. So, last Saturday night when the housemates and I decided we would have a movie night, I took it upon myself to break a nonexistent record of making the greatest number of gluten free penguin shaped waffles I could. A day later, our fridge was full of waffles, and the am...

All right....so I crashed and burned. Two weeks without blogging...I bet you (yes you mum) wondered (oh and Sally) what had become of me. Now that I'm back, yes I'm back, I'm wondering why I stopped. My fingers are gliding across the keys like...like...hmmmm.....I'm trying to think of some amazing simile of how my fingers are gliding so easily. So, the reason I haven't blogged? (Which means I have catching up to do to ensure I meet my 52 blogs as one of my 2014 resolutions) Like I said before, I crashed and my brain was too full of everything else that I couldn't for the life of me find that small little shelf with a gem of an idea that could lead to a slightly interesting post. But I'm feeling better now. I had a sleep and ate some reasonably good food. I guess the whole theory of what you put in is what you get out (or something like that) is actually true. Anyway, as a starter to gently get me back on the horse I thought I'd share a random lit...

I HAVE decided, and have pretty much resigned to the fact that my blogs - all 52 weeks' worth will emulate a height chart...but instead of measuring growth, it'll measure accomplishments.... Take my video below for example (I say scratching my temple with my mouth twisted in a highly awkward position)...this instrument playing thing is definitely a work-in-progress.  I definitely bit off more than I can chew with my song choice.. AND I have really sore fingertips (oh...not from chewing my fingers but from pressing them into steel-strings! At least I can take things out of the microwave now and don't require a tea towel!) Next time, I'm going to choose something simple. A four-chord-song...any "oldie but goodie" such as Knockin' on Heaven's Door,  Dreaming My Dreams,  Let It Be  ...actually, anything by the Beetles and not by Led Zeppelin...or Santana.  The song I chose is a favourite of mine and seemed easy at the time, however, between belting...

IF music be the food of love play on? What was Shakespeare thinking! Anyway, if you read this as you are reaching for your coffee, before you turn on your chosen morning television show, or as you look for inspiration before going for a jog around the block.... Happy friggin' Valentine's Day! (she said angrily...hoping your cheerful Friday mood would be tainted by a thunderstorm as you put on your sweat band and started doing eighties-like-stretches before your Friday morning 10km run - just an easy one today- before indulging in a breakfast made by your betrothed with a single red rose in a vase on the breakfast tray...then your betrothed gives you a puppy... and you both look perfect ). Nah, I'm not bitter. Seriously, not in the slightest! Last year I was alone on Valentine's Day... and I was in Paris. But I won't be alone today! I'll be at work, and then I'm stealing my friend from her boyfriend for the night to attend a theatre event with me. I...

THIS blog isn't about completing any resolutions - apart from adhering to the number one on the list - blogging weekly. Tick. What I've decided to discuss is what has been boggling my mind for the past month. No, it's not the hard-pressed issues such as what's going on in the Great Barrier Reef (I honestly don't know anything more than the strong words delivered by some Facebook friends), or the issues made contentious at a poetry evening I attended recently for something different, nor is it the bi-election occurring soon. (It's not like I'll forget to vote...the many, mostly daily envelopes keep being delivered to myself and my housemates with the same brochures are a constant reminder! Couldn't they just send us one envelope to share?!) Anyway - the above really hasn't been playing on my mind. It's been a few instances over the past month that have made me wonder if I have a doppelgänger or an evil twin who I'm guessing is either a p...