Tuesday, October 25, 2011

FACEBOOK - ERADICATION

I did it.
I actually did it.
After procrastinating for approximately 1 year & having the thought bubbling away in the back of my brain..
I got myself an injection of Dutch courage & did it.
Not a literal injection you crazies! It's a metaphor. Dutch courage comes from within oneself.
(All you need is 20 seconds of insane courage & something good will come of it. I promise. That goes for a lot of things actually... put yourself out there, take the chance & see where it leads you. Often you'll get pleasantly surprised & wonder why you never took the chance earlier.)
What the hell am i talking about?
Well.. if the heading didn't already give it away... *drum roll please
A little over a month ago, i deleted my Facebook account!
I've been dry for almost.. 6 weeks i think.
But who's counting?
The reasons i deleted it, you really want to know?
Let's get one thing clear straight up- it was nothing personal against anyone on there.
I definitely still love you.
This decision was purely because i wanted to remove myself from the equation & just have a bit of a break from the constant stream of information, sometimes useless information, which i was definitely guilty of time & time again!
I'm the first to admit this.
And also i much prefer receiving a text or a nice phone call instead of someone posting a comment on my wall or poking me. (Whether i wanted to be poked or not.. )
Then theres that whole scenario where you meet someone new for the first time & they exclaim 'OH! Nice to finally meet you, I see you on Facebook all the time!' (and what they don't tell you is '..and i have already prejudged you on what i have seen on Facebook.' Preconception. It's ok, don't give me a chance to give you a proper first impression in person. That's totally fine. You've clearly already made up your mind about me anyway.)
To the people who sent me a text asking 'OMG!! Did you delete your FB? Is everything ok?!'
Yes. I am totally fine, nothing bad happened. Thankyou.
***
My new addiction now that Facebook is out of my life?
I thought you'd never ask:
http://www.lookbook.nu/
*Gawk!
You didn't honestly think that after deleting Facebook i would be sitting here all day long just twirling my long blonde hair & sipping lattes now did you? As fun as that is!
Silly! You know me better than that.
Not even sure how i stumbled across Lookbook, but what i do know is that it was love at first sight.
Some of the outfits on there are out of this world! Gorgeous.
I'm only brand new to it & it's highly intimidating. Yes.
Did i just say that? I am intimidated.
Little old me who doesn't get intimidated by anyone or anything.
Or if i did, you would never actually know it because I'm too stubborn to let my guard down far enough for that to be revealed to you. A girls got to have some secrets!
Let me get something clear, it's not so much intimidated by peoples looks as such, although there are many beauties on there, it's more intimidation of their amazing style & creativity in putting outfits together.
Perhaps it's jealousy & intimidation mixed with awe & respect..
Check it out for yourselves.
Inspire me!
Having said all of that.... I'll probably be back on Facebook by the end of the month!
xox

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

CT Scan My Head Please. Did you find anything?

Ok, so I've never really been the 'sick' type of person.
...well, in mind yes.. but physically, I've had it pretty good.
Chicken pox when i was little, the old cold/flu every now & then- just the usual.
Never broken a bone, never had a blood nose, never even been stung by a bee!
..which is somewhat surprising considering i was a
tomboy when i was little.
I'm pretty tough. I have a high pain threshold. Even invincible!
A couple of weeks ago, i had a CT scan.
I guess if you're going to be sick, you may as well go all out & start with a CT scan yeah?
I'm sure that's how it works.
I was chatting to my doc the other day about an ailment/ annoyance which i have had for... hmm, about 7 years on & off.
7 Y E A R S.
Every single time I've been to the doc in the last 7 years I've mentioned it to them but they've always shrugged it off & said it's nothing & not to worry.
7 YEARS.
I was at the end of my tether. Yes I am a patient person ('scuse the pun.. patient.. doctor's.. yeah, lame.) & no it's not life threatening... although, if you look it up on Wikipedia it says that in some random, chance, severe case it can kill you.
But, that's just what Wikipedia says.. i shouldn't worry.. should i?!
Naaa. I don't have time for stuff like that in my life.
Anyway, so Ive never had a scan before.
You lie down on this bed, the Nurse puts a metal sheet over your vital organs~ aka 'girly bits', says 'Don't move.'  Then she promptly leaves the room.
I was scared to even BREATHE! I could feel my heart beat & i thought even that was making me move too much.
Yikes.
Here's a pic of the machine they used:
You go into the scan machine & lie there for what feels like forever, singing silly songs in your head, wondering if there's a camera above your face & the nurse is watching you in the next room laughing, wondering how long you will be there for- 10 minutes? 20 minutes?
Then, everything stops, the Nurse comes back in & informs you that 'You did well.'
I did 'well?!' What does that even mean?!
I did well because... i didn't move? I did well because the scan came out ok? I did well because i didn't freak out & have a panic attack? What is it?!
The following day, after playing phone tag with my doctor trying to find out my results..
'Hi, I'd like to speak to doctor x please.'
'He's with a patient, try back in half an hour.
'Hi, I'd like to speak to doctor x please.'
'He's out, try calling after lunch.'
'Hi, I'd like to speak to doctor x please.'
'He's with a patient, I'll get him to call you.'
He finally left me a voicemail with my results.
Some clarity, finally, after 7 years.
Le sigh*
xox

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

...and now for something different! (i hear you say 'It's about time!')

So because i like to mix things up & keep it interesting..
~this goes for everything in my life by the way~
I have decided today's blog will be totally different to what i usually do & what you guys are accustomed to.
You see a couple of weeks ago i went away for the weekend to Bendigo.
Ahhhh. Escape.
Totally bliss.
Bendigo.
Quaint town in the middle of Victoria.
What drew me here this sunny weekend? My aunty & uncle live here & they wrote a book.
Yes. An entire book.
I was in town for their book launch.
Ta Daa!
(Yes, i agree with what you are thinking- clearly, my aunty got the brains of the family. Yes. *Sigh.)
Pretty exciting!
I've never been to a book launch before & my aunty & uncle had never had a book launch before.
The book is about Tibetan refugee's who had to escape their homeland~ Tibet, obviously~ when China took over. They travelled on foot over the Himalayan Mountains into India where they have now been living for over fifty years. My aunty & uncle sponsor a family & the proceeds of their book, which they had to publish themselves because no one else would, will go to help the refugees have a 'normal' happy life.
The book is beautiful- full of photos & artwork that my aunt & uncle did all themselves.
It is 100% purely all theirs.
An article in the local paper can be found here:
While i was in town I stayed at this gorgeous lil' bed & breakfast.
Absolutely fantastic. So much character, cosy, homey & good spot close town. http://www.blissb.com.au/
The owner even gave us art supplies, which i took full advantage of.
It has been years since I've sketched/drawn/painted.
It was good to get the arty juices flowing once again.
Theres something peaceful about sketching & being in your 'own little world' while doing so. It has a calming effect & makes you forget about your current woes.
Here's the something different, a whole stack of photos that i took around town.
It's very easy to take beautiful photos here.
I hope you like them.
:)
xox


 
The following day, their book was already in the local Dymocks Bookstore. 


The End.
xox

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

You Get Under My Skin

Dear Excellent Blog Readers :)
Do you know someone, have a friend or even just an acquaintance who just gets under your skin every time you are in 
contact with them?
Whether its a text, email, online chat, phone call or face to face.
Boy or girl.
I do.
Although, i would never admit that or tell you who.
I'll just continue to let you think I'm referring to you.
And by doing this, maybe i will get the upper hand over you.. but then, if you don't realise it's you, then it's my loss. Again. But we'll both never know.. have i lost you with that ramble?! I do believe i just did a full circle.
***
They always seem to have the upper hand & be one up on you.
Always.
You feel like you have to claw your way back to some form of normality & resistance only for them to irritate you again & again, shoot you down over & over.
Tearing you to shreds.
Teasing you.
Is that the best you've got? Come on.
Give it to me.
Do your worst.
***
Yet... all you want is more of it.
You are hungry for it, ravenous.
What's a bit of banter between friends?
You get under my skin & i hate it!
Or should that be, you get under my skin & i love it..
And for some idiotic reason i cannot for the life of me not react.
You know that saying 'Every action has a reaction.'
That's me to a tee.. well, only in this instance.
Usually, i can easily turn the reaction off so you would never know.. but this is something else.
Is it because I find them a challenge & therefore want more & more to do with them because i feel like i need to prove myself to them, even though i know i don't have to prove myself to anyone?
I'm going to go with.. Yes!
What would this blog be without a shout out to good ol' Blue Eyes, Mr Frank Sinatra?
I guess it would just be another blog really.
He sang 'I've got you under my skin...'
..and I do.
And ofcourse:
Peace out Tiger.
xox