Nice to see you!

Three major events occurred for me last year (2010), all in the space of about 2 weeks. I turned 50. The following day I got married. Two weeks later, my oldest daughter became pregnant with her first child and my first grandchild.

Most middle-aged people will tell you that in their minds, they still feel 20 something. It's the same for me.

Wasn't it only yesterday that I was planning a night out with guys from the surf club? That gorgeous new perm. Flaired, cuffed denims and the red t-shirt with the off-the-shoulder frill. Corked platform wedgies. **sigh**

Suddenly I'm looking in the mirror and wondering how 30 years can flash by so damned quickly!

So here I am in cyberspace, sharing my genuine shock and horror with anyone who'll listen and maybe I'll even meet some other over 50s who find themselves in the same predicament!

Welcome to my dilemna!!

Monday, March 18, 2024

Pain in Me

Update on the foot … the castor oil did not have the same effect as Saturday night, which was disappointing this morning when I tried to walk on it, BUT, by 3pm today, the pain was almost nonexistent! 

Tonight I remembered the Cayenne Pepper and I have a fresh poultice applied to my foot.

Today was not a good day.

I returned to The Bay to have the security tag removed from my new bra.

Most of my day was spent finding somewhere to sit down because my foot was hurting AND my stomach was acting up as well so had to sit to relieve the pain in both parts of my body. It was not pleasant, especially because we had so much to do in town.

I made easy nachos and soft shell tacos for dinner.

MAFS night!

Now I require some healing sleep. I’m not sure if I’ll be up for meditation tomorrow, but definitely not qi gong.

Bring on the 😴😴😴





Nite all.

Sunday, March 17, 2024

Safe Sunday

The Story of Eric I’m impressed that a man of this generation used his common sense and didn’t take mainstream media BS as gospel, especially with all that they put him through. He’s a hero. (Click on the link to read his story)

I enjoyed a lazy Sunday watching movies and the football.

I’m coming last in our family footy tipping comp. Ugh 😩 

My castor oil poultice worked very well last night. The pain had reduced by at least 60% by this morning BUT Harley seemed to be attracted to that foot like a magnet all day!

He stood on it, knocked it, jumped on it, fell on it and climbed onto it, causing me a great deal of pain so that by this evening, the pain had increased to almost the same level as the previous night!

Needless to say, I’ve made another poultice tonight with extra castor oil.

I’ve taped the poultice to my foot with some plastic to stop the castor oil from leaking. I’ve taped more plastic around my foot for extra protection and then taped a sockette over the top of that.

I’ve just realised that I forgot to sprinkle cayenne pepper onto the oil (it’s supposed to increase blood circulation). Bugger.

I made tuna penne for dinner and served it with a salad and pine nuts sprinkled over the top.

MAFS night!

Nothing else to report.







Nite all.

Saturday, March 16, 2024

First Super Saturday

I forgot about my blog last night.

Sorry bout that 🥴

Friday was quiet.

Adoring Husband drove into The Bay for an appointment and to run some errands, which included a trip to Bunnings (BGWLBH and I don’t do Bunnings!).

I sat on the couch catching up on my recorded TV shows and of course had some Harley play.

There were two games of footy to watch.

Today was voting day, but first, BGWLBH and I drove into town. 

We stocked up on some art supplies at Spotlight. I purchased 4 new bras from Harris Scarfe, one of which STILL has the security attachment on it so I’ll have to return next week to have that removed!

A nice trip to Office Works where I got myself one of those little instamatic cameras and some film. I like the idea of taking a photo to send with Chicklet’s letter each time.

I picked up some new toys for Harley. He hasn’t had a toy (apart from balls) for quite some time, because he chews them into a thousand pieces in ten minutes flat!

Today, I got him a stuffed squeaking shark which is (or was) about a foot long. It literally took him ten minutes to destroy it. I also got a stuffed frog, which I haven’t given him yet, and a rope toy.

I bought a spiky ball which I was going to use for my sore foot as a massage ball, but it hurts too much so I gave it to Harley. It has a squeak in it and he squeaked his way all through the last two games of football tonight.

At least he’s happy 🐶

I have a spur under my right foot, right under the big toe. It is PAINFUL all the time and the pain wakes me up at night, but I spent too much time walking on it today. My foot is swollen and it is aching big time!

My remedy is to wrap it in a castor oil/cayenne pepper poultice overnight, every night for the next week. We’ll see how that goes.

I cooked chicken and chips for dinner.

We watched three footy matches for the first super Saturday of the season.

Now I’m tired and I need sleep.







Nite all.

Thursday, March 14, 2024

Triple Treat

Three days in a row out of the house. 

Harley will start questioning who his mother is!

A day in the Bay yesterday before picking up the FROG box.

A morning in The Bay today before meeting The Motivator for lunch at Arkarra Tea Gardens.

The food and the company was lovely but the mosquitoes and bats made the experience a little unpleasant.

So no news to speak of, even our evening meals have been so boring they’re not worth mentioning.

We’ve had some more rain. 

Broncos beat Rabbitohs in the first game of round two in NRL comp tonight. In AFL, my beloved Carlton defeated Richmond! A good start to the weekend.

Now it’s time to sleep.






Nite all.

Tuesday, March 12, 2024

Fave Day of the Week

Joni Mitchell on monogamy - wise words.

“I don’t know if I’ve learned anything yet! I did learn how to have a happy home, but I consider myself fortunate in that regard because I could’ve rolled right by it. Everybody has a superficial side and a deep side, but this culture doesn’t place much value on depth — we don’t have shamans or soothsayers, and depth isn’t encouraged or understood. 

Surrounded by this shallow, glossy society we develop a shallow side, too, and we become attracted to fluff. That’s reflected in the fact that this culture sets up an addiction to romance based on insecurity — the uncertainty of whether or not you’re truly united with the object of your obsession is the rush people get hooked on. I’ve seen this pattern so much in myself and my friends and some people never get off that line.

“But along with developing my superficial side, I always nurtured a deeper longing, so even when I was falling into the trap of that other kind of love, I was hip to what I was doing. I recently read an article in Esquire magazine called ‘The End of Sex,’ that said something that struck me as very true. It said: “If you want endless repetition, see a lot of different people. If you want infinite variety, stay with one.” What happens when you date is you run all your best moves and tell all your best stories — and in a way, that routine is a method for falling in love with yourself over and over.

“You can’t do that with a longtime mate because he knows all that old material. With a long relationship, things die then are rekindled, and that shared process of rebirth deepens the love. It’s hard work, though, and a lot of people run at the first sign of trouble. You’re with this person, and suddenly you look like an asshole to them or they look like an asshole to you — it’s unpleasant, but if you can get through it you get closer and you learn a way of loving that’s different from the neurotic love enshrined in movies. It’s warmer and has more padding to it.”

~ Joni Mitchell


Today was meditation and qi gong followed by a three hour session with The Gypsy. It was a great day. Tiring but great.

I came home in time for my quiz shows.

Dinner was duck covered in chilli cranberry sauce with potato and sweet potato mash along with snap peas and baby carrots cooked in garlic and butter.

MAFS night!

Now it’s time to sleep.







Nite all.