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Monday, 24 October 2016

Stress and Moving

I'll admit I've been under enormous pressure and not coping. Moving has been a nightmare and I seem to be allergic to the paint or finish on the house so I feel constantly sick as I unpack a lifetime for five people. I'm exhausted and bad tempered.

However, After spending 5 hours on Sunday moving the last of the boxes in the apartment, I ran away with a friend down from Brisbane to the Intercontinental. We got a club room, so had high tea, cocktails and breakfast all overlooking the stunning Sydney Harbour. I can tell you that for 22 hours I felt like a million bucks again!
Brief today as I have more to unpack, but hope you too are loving life!

Linking with #WWOT

Conversations with Belief

I have written before on self doubt and how what holds us back more than anything else is usually ourselves. We set up all the obstacles in our path before we even try. Sometimes we never even make the phone call, submit the story or ask the question. We pre-empt the negative response and defeat instead of asking 'why not me?'

There is a wonderful little poem by Walter D. Wintle called the The Man Who Thinks He Can. It opens with the wisdom:
"If you think you are beaten, you are;If you think you dare not, you don't."
and then ends with the line:
"sooner or later the man who wins
Is the one who thinks he can!"

This week, I offer you a challenge. Attempt everything, say yes to everything, make the call and submit the article. Anytime you think there's no point, it's a waste of time, just do it anyway. When a doubt creeps in, think of Kanye. (Stop laughing, I love Kanye.) His self belief is what has made him what he is today - not just a musician but a leading fashion designer (if financial success if a measure of judgment). He seems to be able to decide what he wants to do and make it happen. He summed it up:

 “I always felt like I could do anything. That’s the main thing people are controlled by! Thoughts- their perception of themselves! They're slowed down by their perception of themselves. If you're taught you can’t do anything, you won’t do anything. I was taught I could do everything".

This week, believe in yourself 100%. Don't take no for an answer. Push forward with the expectation of success. Let's see where that gets us.

Linking with a very hurried Conversations over Coffee on Belief. And #IBOT

Wednesday, 12 October 2016


The holidays were fab - EBGames, a bbq at Cottage Point, the Dinosaur show (where I had the epiphany that I'd been doing the same things for over a decade?!), and of course the ever wonderful Bali, where we stayed away from Seminyak for the first time, and I loved the sleepy feel of Jimbaran and the sensational restaurants like Cuca, Balique and Fat Chow (Temple Hill).

However, we have hit the ground running and alas blogging and writing will have to take a backseat while we (a) go to Melbourne for the marathon and (b) move. A lot of logistics to organise, so with all the kids concerts and appointments that have also fallen this week (fingers crossed the braces come off today!), I will not return until the last week of October.

Just wanted to say all was well, and I'm loving life, just too busy to put words on the page.

Hope the sun is shining in your world too.

Fat Chow gets a special mention for playing Parov Stelar and getting me back into this:

Linking with #WWOT #WWOAT

Monday, 19 September 2016

First of the Month Fiction - October

Apologies to everyone - I was totally useless over the weekend - and too busy having fun. Clearly I should have shut up shop on Friday. So I'm off in the real world for the school holidays until the 10th October. Have a great time and I'll see you all on the flipside. I'll still be on Insta and Twitter, because I'm a little addicted.

Write a 100 word story exactly or one less than 30 words in the comment below, then link your blog below.

Mine is actually more than 100 words. It was my rejected story from Grieve this year. It's not very good - I knew that when I entered, but I also don't think I like it enough to improve it so in laziness, it's going here. (Newbies look at last month's for excellent offerings and examples that fit the word count)


(n, Hebrew) the deep emotional bond between people, especially those separated by death.

It used to smell of his aftershave, but no more. I sit, close my eyes and try to pick up a faint scent. I know it’s not there anymore. Still each day I can’t help but try.
Not a night went by when he didn’t sit with a beer after work in that chair, talking aimlessly while I made dinner. He would be angry at a client or laughing at the stupidity of colleague. Words would pour out, unimportant yet the silence now highlights their absence. Each audible tick of the clock announces the void.
I’d never sat in his chair until the day I came home from the funeral. It was his chair, for him, and I’d always preferred to stretch out on the couch when we watched television. I was so drained that day, the formalities weighing down on me. The finality of it all hitting home as I opened my door.  The chair beckoned, offering an unknown consolation.
Now I prefer his chair. Every evening as I sink back into the leather, if I close my eyes, for a brief instant, I feel the comfort of an embrace. Enveloped in a love of all I had and all that’s lost, for a split second. A fleeting comfort stretching across time, straddling the past and the present. Then it is gone and I’m just alone in the house, sitting in a chair.
It’s small, but it’s all I have left. The moment each day that I treasure, yet can’t explain. A moment that gives me the will to get through another lonely night, and face yet another day.


I'll be back next month, with strict word any regulars that want to squeeze some extra words in - feel free.
Have great hols everyone!

The Pramshed

Sunday, 18 September 2016

Fitzroy Falls

We'd gone for a weekend with friends in Bundanoon, and on the way home I detoured past the spectacular Fitzroy Falls. As the weather was changing, I only did the walk to the second look out (Jersey?), which is an easy walk and worth the view.

The highlight, however, was seeing an echidna in the wild, not a metre away from me!

With magic moments like that, it's hard not to love life!

What are you loving this week?

Linking with #WordlessWednesday and #AussieWordlessWednesday

Our favourite family meal

We are very busy during the school term and there is often two or three sittings for dinner at our house. The family meal is a rare occasion, usually managed only once a week, and now seems to be lunch out on the weekend when the 5 of us are together - though even that is hard to manage as the teen is often out with their crew.

It is something I'm mindful of, and something I try to lock in at least once a week. I think it's one reason I love travelling - we get huge blocks of time together, without other friends or extended family stealing our attention away from each other. Even breakfast is a shared and lingered event. These moments are important to sibling dynamics as well as parent-child conversation.

So the current family favourite meal is not something I've made at home, which with a vegetarian and a particularly fussy eater would be hard to find a common dish marked as favourite. A meal at Din Tai Fung is the current fav, as all 5 of us like it, and there's something for everyone beyond chips...For those that don't know, it's a lauded Michelin starred (in Hong Kong, not here) Taiwanese dumpling and noodle joint, famous for it's super tasty Xiao Long Bao.

Meals are a very social event for us, and if we have a blank space in the diary, we'll organise lunch or dinner with friends. There's something so easy and satisfying about relaxing over food. However, I need to try and make sure the five of us get a few more times a tavola each week.

“We should look for someone to eat and drink with before looking for something to eat and drink.” – Epicurus

Linking with Denyse for #LifeThisWeek

Wednesday, 14 September 2016

Earth laughs in flowers. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

I had to race into the city to pick up my new sunnies (I know, it's all action and adventure here). I walked past David Jones to see their Spring Flower Show had begun. I was lured inside by the massive display of pink orchids. The towers of flowers are delightfully overwhelming and as I explored the floor, taking photos to the tinkling tunes from the Grand Piano, smiles were exchanged with fellow admirers. It was like we were in a secret club. There was a sense of community that is normally lacking from the busy mercantile frenzy.

It was genuinely uplifting, and I left with a joyousness that hadn't been there when I walked in.

As simple as that, I was loving life.

What are you loving this week?

Linking with #FridayPhoto