Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Wordless Wednesday : Feast or Famine - A tale of two lunches

Lunch Monday = Missing are the brownies and another macaroon plus deluxe Hot Milk chocolate

Lunch Tuesday - Avocado, snowpeas, mushrooms, walnuts, pear, baby spinach, asparagus and carrot with a splash of balsamic.

The Guilt slays me ...#1 Lindt indulgence is rare !
#2 Totally a 4min toss together and it tasted great.

(I still have my two Lindor balls to eat)


Wednesday, 10 September 2014

Wordless Wednesday : Not smiling now

Really bad wind blown and hat head hair !
A friend took this about 6-7km from the finish.
They ran (pun intended) out of Zebra Zoom medals - so I'm waiting for it to be posted out.
 "I run because it's so symbolic of life. You have to drive yourself to overcome the obstacles. You might feel that you can't. But then you find your inner strength, and realise you're capable of so much more than you thought." – Arthur Blank
I was never a runner though a fast walker. Two years ago I never thought I could run a 1/2 marathon and I have twice...still breathing !

There is no telling how many miles you will have to run while chasing a dream...
I may have quit putting off doing things tomorrow but that elusive Full marathon is about 2yrs away , maybe once I get over this.


Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Cupcake lady runs and a good news update !

eat chocolate ...drink wine ... truth !
I finished my second - half marathon on Sunday ; Dubbo Stampede . The Zebra Zoom started inside the Taronga Western Plains Zoo before we exited the zoo main gates into 'the wild'.

We ran along Obley Road , then ran a complete loop of the picturesque Macquarie river circuit before re-entering the zoo. Then it got 'hard' and was warming up, as we had to run a complete loop of the zoo, past all the animals to finish at our starting point.
After an easy Father's day lunch with my boys at the Zoo cafe I went home to hit the wall.

Rather the bed , since the hammock though inviting - outside , was too breezy . So I slipped under the covers for a Sudoku . Then slept or rested for the next 2-3hrs.

Exhausted and happy because I’d had my doubts I would even make the start. The plantar fasciitis in my right foot was bothersome and so was a niggly and painful right hip. Consequently, I didn’t run much in the preceding 10 days leading up to the marathon.

I rode the stationary bike and used the rowing machine to stay fit. Sunday morning as I laced up, I dosed up on pain killers.

Fortunately, barely a km out from the start I fell into pace with a lady sporting a Running Mums Australia shirt. We said "Hi" and then she mentioned she was running with an injury too - shin splints.

So it was ; we ran the whole way together and high fived as we crossed the finish line simultaneously.

It wasn’t as fast as I would have liked or a PB , being the best wasn’t what it was about – rather doing my best. It was another milestone after my surgery and radiation (which finished barely 3 months ago) .

I knew that if I’d done all I could, prepared well, trained well and fought well – the result didn’t matter – it was 2:30:19 (19 pesky seconds) officially though my Garmin has me under 2:29 because I paused it at a few drink stations...especially the one my hub and 2 sons were manning, as I gobbled a few chocolate jelly beans down and took a breathe to say Hello for 30secs.

 My new running buddy and I appreciated the company as we ran, we were almost the same age. We kept each other going.

The best thing about running in a local ½ marathon was I had a fan club all the way along the 21.1km :  a parent of my son’s friend and with trumpet fan fare, lady from P & C singing my name across the street, two Dragon boat paddlers walking  the river, people from Church (on the race committee) , other half runners from Women’s running group, a teacher from school and a lady I met duration Radiation.

Monday I could barely walk and I hobbled everywhere. The railway station stairs were a killer – worst going down.

Today , I was a feeling a bit better. I know I can't complain it's self inflicted torture wounds , all for the love of wine, chocolate and cupcakes.

The best part of today was meeting up with my brave, inspiring friend Stephanie for coffee and a chat.

Then I had my follow up appointment with my oncology surgeon (Breast and Sarcoma) in Sydney. My Oncology surgeon , Assoc. Prof was quite impressed I’d run a ½ marathon on Sunday, he even wrote in his/my notes.

I still have some sensory nerve deficits down my lower left leg /knee and my left foot sometimes catches (makes me trip over air). He was pleased that nerves to muscles were all intact and my femoral artery was not affected by radiation. Everything is stable and other then my anti- hormone medication , I don't require any other treatment at the moment. Breast (less) wise - all is good too.

I’m staying on Tamoxifen (one type of anti- Oestrogen medication) till next March at least [The total Anti -hormone Course is 10yrs] and review a change then. Each medication has different side effects and since my body is tolerating Tamoxifen well – there is no reason to change and throw a spanner in (like increased joint pain, other mood and sh*ttier side effects)

In the worst of Sydney traffic, I managed to navigate back to Mum's - in the oven was her famous baked dinner. My brother complained Mum rarely cooks like that for them. My Mum is so awesome.
I walked 3.5km with my brother , his family, and their dog C Bear - walking is fine just moving after sitting, transitioning from sit to stand and stairs give me grief.  I also rolled my ankle tripping on the uneven road verge in the dark  ...now add sore ankle to my list of woe. I'll live.

Now, pass me a cupcake or two. Tomorrow , I'm back on my healthy eating plan.


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Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Wordless Wednesday : Let's Hang Out

Not a single Koala hangs out on our farm but I do have a soft spot for them.

Does koala bear poop smell like cough drops?
(Tom Robbins, "Jitterbug Perfume")

The odd few of  these laughing larrikins. My favourite bird the Kookaburra !

Plenty of these around my joint... and I'd rather not run into them dead or alive.


Enter here to win $100 Woolworth's wish card and make Dad's day sans socks and jocks.

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

$100 giveaway to make Dad's day with Woolworths

September has crept up quick , Father's Day is just around the corner.

Your Dad probably has enough socks and jocks to last him for years but wait I bet he doesn't have these jumbo knives from Jamie Oliver's BBQ Steak Kit – exclusive to Woolworths.

or other tools of the trade from Jamie Oliver ...

So Woolworths has prepared the ultimate Father's Day gifts that will leave 'dad' or hubby grinning from ear to ear ... fire up the BBQ like a Jamie Oliver pro welding a shiny new Gas Torch.
Comm'on baby light my fire !
After the family feasts on Dad's juicy, mouth-watering steaks – give him something to like his fire !
For those dads that like it HOT - the fun begins as dad takes on the Best Dad Chilli Chocolate Wheel challenge .
My Brother , is a top bloke who would love this not so my Hubby !

I know my hubby will start the day top off the day with tasty treats from Darrell Lea.

For Father’s Day gifting and culinary inspiration, see full product details available in Woolworths stores from 27thAugust.

To WIN $100 Woolworths Gift card  tell me if what you would buy Dad (or Hubby) and why ...if money were no object ?

This is a game of skill.
 Australian entries only
Closed :

PS : This is a Gift card giveaway only , I know my readers love to win generous prizes. I received nothing.

Monday, 1 September 2014

Ten years

Time will never erase the memories of her brief life. Days turned to weeks, weeks to
[ten] years. I hold on to her memory because if I forget then it will be as if she was never here.
As time goes by, the tears may roll less often, but each one still feels the same love and loss. Our baby Charlotte is loved, cherished and missed.

Remembering our Angel ~ Charlotte Rose ~ born still 1st September 2004 and all my special friends who have known the grief of losing a baby.

Grief : it's something Ive absorbed into my life , I know it has changed me as a person. My whole life in fact. My whole circle of friends. An online and real community of compassion - some became real life friends as dear as any I have known for years.

How did I cope ?

One moment, one day at a time.

Find a good psychologist or counsellor, (or good friends) talk about him/her with your spouse/partner and anyone who'll listen, allow yourselves to cry and cry and cry for however long it takes, get to understand the stages of grief (one step forward, two steps backward), give each other the space and time you both need to grieve as individuals.

Journal your feelings, write your child a letter, create an album for her, plant a tree,join an online community spend time with people who have walked the same paths ...the best advice someone gave me was to cry whenever I felt like crying. Don't stop yourself from doing this.

What Charlotte would look like now I will never know. I don't show it but it is there - a little despair at the fact my only daughter died. I doubt a day will pass me by that I won't mourn the day she died. Don't worry - I have 'moved on'. I rarely cry , though my heart is still broken and beyond repair , I carry it more easily now.

At the same time I wonder if Sam & Joel would be here if Charlotte had lived. Did she leave to prepare the way for them. They'll never replace Charlotte but they are my sunshine and I can't imagine a life without them.


Thursday, 28 August 2014

Dear Blank Please Blank

If procrastination was an art I'd be a [unpaid] professional. I was scrolling through my old Facebook timeline to find an article on "how to help someone with Breast cancer". An acquaintance told me her friend was newly diagnosed and she wanted my advice. I was honestly trying to be helpful ...

I didn't find it but I came across a link to this little exchange.

Dear Duck,
 My advice? Do not cross the road, you will never hear the end of it... 
Sincerely, Chicken 


Then this
 And this

Dear Blank .....
Please Blank....
are truly bizarre, random and WT ?

The comments attached are hilarious , except for the stupid village idiot and trolls. A few sad ones too.

Me ...

Dear Accountant
It was all Dear Blank Please Blank's fault

 signed - My Tax return is still not finished.
Dear Sons

Please come when I call you or I'm changing your names to Chocolate and Ice-Cream...

Signed Mum - At least then you would hear me! and come when I call you

Ok let's waste a bit more time - tell me your DBPB or pick a favourite from their website.

Dear Blank ...... Please Blank .....