The acupuncturist practised in Uccle at number 1147H. Wherever that was! I had a vague idea—introduced by Google maps with options en route: walk, bus, car—but nothing was familiar. I knew it was through the forest—visions of Red Riding Hood and Hansel and Gretel—a place of fairy tales. I didn’t want to venture into the forest … well not today anyway. I would be travelling at dusk; the forest dark. I wondered what tales this forest held—what secrets it kept.
Thursday, 7 December 2017
One, two, three, four; duck, duck; give me ten, now a six, ten uppercuts, another ten—repeat for fifty minutes.
It began with an easy warm up. Pushups—on your knees beginners; the more advanced—on your toes. You can guess which ones sold me—knees all the way. I pushed through, avoiding nose to floor dives, my determination kicking in, assisted by ugly (had to be but I couldn’t tell) face contortions to ease the pain. There was no backing off or bombing out.
The inners were way too small, so up a size, then on with the
Saturday, 18 November 2017
I have gone on a dating site!! I was reluctant after a brief experience a couple of years ago on eharmony—felt as though I was auctioning myself off. Not nice.
But my daughter kept suggesting it and Naz totally convinced me that it was the thing to do. Anyway, I am sharing this bold move (yes, it was for me) because I was supposed to blog about Sunday arvo at The Shared in Yandina and didn’t get around to it because Elite Singles takes time. Yes, it does sound a bit uppity but Naz had done the research and concluded that it is one of the better sites. And she knew I wouldn’t join unless she sat down beside me while I ticked boxes, and typed in what my passions were, what I was most grateful for, and uploaded photos. Naz was adamant not just the profile photo, but to upload others too. Marketing one’s self is a pain.
|My profile photo|
Saturday, 11 November 2017
Hanging at TheShared is always a nice way to spend a Sunday afternoon. We’ve been before— live music by local musos. You know how much Fiz and I love kicking back, immersed in music and conversation while watching the passing parade. And, an opportunity to meet some nice blokes couldn’t be passed up either.
The lack of cars and availability of car parks surprised us as we drove into Yandina. It was early, only just three thirty so my expectation of a large crowd was probably unrealistic. Undeterred we walked up and in. What the?
Sunday, 5 November 2017
|One of our favourites|
It’s nice to have a day with no timetable. No hurrying from here to there. No deadlines or appointments. No rush as I head out the door at the last minute, backing out of the garage like a madwoman and tearing up the street cursing the seat belt alarm for its incessant nagging while I fumble, one handed, to get the belt fastened. As if a ten second delay while I buckle up would make any difference!
Yep—today was different. It was laid back and dreamy. So laid back I thought I could sleep this Sunday away. Fiz and I had talked about heading to The Caf Coolum late afternoon. Live music was on offer and the relaxed vibe, seated alfresco, watching the world go by was inviting. And, who knows who might drop by!
Wednesday, 9 August 2017
Sunday, 9 July 2017
It was stunning! All the more because it was unexpected: the mountain peaks majestic in a sea of clouds. A white landscape at the Sunshine Coast is a rarity and we were lucky enough to have the dramatic beauty of it laid out before us. Wow!
Visibility had been poor driving up to Mapleton and through Montville, and it seemed ridiculous that Naz and I had chosen to go to Maleny for our BOLD playtime. It had sounded a good idea the night before … there was the upgraded Mary Cairncross Park (we were thinking lunch at the new café there) and a yourtown prize home to check out, plus the Maleny vibe. We were both in need of an uplift, and a trip to the hinterland seemed just the thing.
Sunday, 11 June 2017
It’s taken me a while to write this blog. Life
has been busy—work and study and kinesiology practise and family things and dare
I say tiredness. I’ve been a bit off lately. I just don’t have my usual zing
but after a trip to the naturopath and chiro and then a bit of self-diagnosis
and supplement prescribing I’m sure I’ll be back playing at full throttle. I have
to be to keep up with Fiz!
|Even educational books!|
Yandina markets, Saturday morning, were worth the early start. It was a beautiful day—perfect for outdoor shopping.
Wednesday, 24 May 2017
You know you have had a special time when the after-glow lingers and you feel optimistic and, well, happy! And that's what happened when Naz and I celebrated her 60th birthday at Wasabi in Noosa Heads.
Turning 60 is a definer. You are passed half way. You have reached another stage in life. Adapt or be miserable is how I see it. Don’t misconstrue this…for me, it’s a licence to be BOLD!
I roll my eyes when those of you in your 40s and 50s catastrophise about being old when you are not even close (yes, Naz you were sometimes guilty of this too!). 60 is close BUT only close: in our 60s (and early 70s too I note), we are in this delightful but sometimes tricky ‘tween stage that I have blogged about before (What we need is better branding): a time of opportunity to do it while you can!
It doesn’t have to be clubbing, it can be celebrating Naz’s entry into her 60s with a leisurely lunch at the much-lauded Wasabi restaurant—a perfect way for Naz to continue the Japanese theme of her celebrations which she had begun with her family in Japan.
Wednesday, 3 May 2017
Tuesday, 11 April 2017
I think Fiz misunderstood when I said let’s give go-karting a shot.
We met at the Big Kart Track at Landsborough Sunday afternoon at three. I’m still not sure if Fiz was serious when she was surprised the karts weren’t like the go-karts we raced as children—the ones steered by ropes with no brakes and made from old crates and wheels from broken washing trolleys—surely she was joking!
Anticipation and excitement for the race ahead interrupted my further questioning and anyways, I had important things to organise—shoes, socks and disclaimers. It seems this ‘give it a go’ adage comes with paperwork—participating is at your own risk—this activity can be dangerous— while all care is taken we take no responsibility for your safety. Living on the edge!
Tuesday, 28 March 2017
es, go karting is on the agenda … Naz and I just haven’t got there yet. And our Thursday night activity wasn’t bold, just something we both had to do: shop.
You see, we are both off to Japan next month. We aren’t going together. It’s a total coincidence that Naz and I are both holidaying with our families there. But even though we will be caught up in our own family activities, we do plan to meet in Tokyo—watch this space!
Wednesday, 15 March 2017
It’s around here somewhere. I remember gardens and a waterfall. I know it’s in Buderim!
But where in Buderim Fiz?
I’m not sure but I think it’s down this way. I know I stayed in a guest house nearby. It was nice. Naz, do you mind if we get lost, I can’t quite remember where it is?
Sure Fiz, let’s get lost, we’ve scheduled all afternoon for this adventure.
I think we‘ve found it Fiz! Are we looking for The Edna Walling Memorial Garden?
We were in the middle of suburbia!
Sunday, 5 March 2017
Friday, 17 February 2017
Our fiscal policy for the week was don’t spend! Our respective budget surplus for the week was minimal—well actually miniscule—well ok, for me it was bordering deficit but because Fiz was cashed up more than me I was happy to be her non-official spotter for the day.
I didn’t realise there were that many op shops in one street! So many opportunities to wheedle out that gem we didn’t yet know we wanted or to discover trinkets and treasures capable of instantly exporting us back to the past. And who better than Fiz to share this with. We started off with
Friday, 10 February 2017
Naz and I hatched a plan to try out different things this year … to be BOLD and tell you about it. We had jotted down lots of ideas but when it came to our first day-of-doing, we were both a bit tired. Besides it was windy and overcast which deterred us from playing outside. Where could we go? What could we do? We wanted to do something that we wouldn’t normally do—something we could classify as BOLD even if wasn’t really (just bold for us). Then inspiration came to Naz and she texted: tenpin bowling at Alexandra Headlands.
Sunday, 29 January 2017
|Jean at her wedding|
How’s 2017 shaping up for you? I got off to a good start because I was inspired by my 82-year-old friend Jean whose wedding I attended in the UK. Being there for her wedding was like having a slice of delicious cake—no artificial taste, not sickly sweet, a lovely balance of flavours: a treat that you know is very special and will continue as a cherished memory.
And why did Jean inspire me? I think it is because she is so genuine, so engaged with others. She’s well-groomed and stylish—she had different colour polish on one of her fingernails because she was having them done with her granddaughter and it was fun to be on trend, and that touch of eyeshadow does enhance her eyes. But even though I have decided to try eyeshadow again (after a lapse of about 10 years or more) the major inspiration is her ‘being’. It’s not all about her. She cares about what is happening in the lives of others, about social and political issues. She made me feel valued, and also made me feel that it was stupid not to be my best self (in all its peculiarities!).
So that’s my inspiration; the hard part, of course, is putting it into practice. But I have friends and family here that inspire and encourage me as well, so I’m feeling refreshed and relaxed about what the year will bring.
And so far it’s been rather good: fun family times (involving giant inflatable water toys among other things), some editing work to pay for the fun, and another wedding. This one was in Yass (about an hour away from Canberra) and it was lovely seeing a young couple thrilled about making a life together…and also the bride flashing her riding boots from under her elegant lace dress as she and her new husband led the dancing under gum leaf candelabra in the shearing shed.
|Wedding dinner in the shearing shed|
Friday, 20 January 2017
|where's the books?|
Between the sheets: with this risqué title for a presumably boring book club, you can only guess the personalities that meet to wine, dine, talk and of course critique the book we have all been reading over the past month. It’s sourced from the local library, can be fiction or non-fiction, and is chosen by the nominated victim who