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!!

Saturday, August 1, 2026

Weekend Warrior

After two great nights of sound sleep on Wednesday and Thursday, sleep eluded me on Friday night.

It was 1.30am when I fell asleep but I woke four times dreaming of running a stall at the markets. Once selling various oils, once selling pancakes, once selling egg based tarts and pies and once selling potted plants! My alarm sounded at 5.30am so I was knackered before my day even began.

BGWLBH and I left for the drive to Howard at 7am so we arrived at the markets around 7.20am and found a “rock star car park” right out the front.

It had been raining throughout the night, so the weather must have scared some of the stall holders off. They had predicted 300 stalls because the new organisers have attracted a lot of new AND old faces, but there were a lot of marked spaces very empty.

There weren’t many new/different stalls so it only took us 45 minutes to walk through and make our purchases. 

I got 2 x handmade soaps, 1 x doterra ice rub, 1 mulberry jam, one lime butter, bag of avocados, bag of tomatoes, spring onions, sugar snap peas, snow peas, oranges and mandarins.

We brought our goodies home, then drove into the Bay where we ordered breakfast at the Boat Club - another disappointing meal. It took 45 minutes for the stone cold bacon and eggs to arrive, in which time the pot of tea went cold.

I ordered a red velvet cupcake which was stale and the cream on top had almost ‘turned’. It was served with fake cream from a spray can and some very watery, bland ice cream. (I know! Not a healthy breakfast!) My coffee tasted like sugary milk.

I felt unwell all day after that.

We stopped at Urangan fisheries where I got two bags of frozen crab meat (won’t buy frozen again) and some fresh whiting fillets.

We drove to the Boutique Bakery and bought two loaves of their house sourdough bread.

The traffic through the Bay was pretty congested for some reason so it took us quite a while to get from one side of the bay to the other and we were home by 1pm.

I wanted to change out of my good clothes but I just had to lie down and that’s where I stayed. I napped throughout the afternoon and tried to make myself some crab on toast for dinner but my body wouldn’t allow it, so AH was kind enough to make it and serve it to me in bed.

I’ve been watching the football from bed but I’m feeling very weary, so I think I’ll be sleeping very soon.

Tomorrow I think I’ll spend mostly in bed to rest my digestion and my old body.



Nite all.

Friday, July 31, 2026

Distracted Again

Wow!

I slept a solid nine hours on Thursday night and probably would have slept longer except I set my alarm for 7.30am.

I still stayed in bed until 10am but I woke feeling refreshed and well rested.

Harley got to play while Adoring Husband drove to the post office to collect my parcel and grab a couple of coffees for BGWLBH and I.

Two pairs of jeans and two pairs of yoga pants purchased online from Halara. I already have three pairs of their jeans. SOOOO comfortable!

My plan was to spend time in my art space, but I got distracted tidying my bedroom and ensuite.

It took me an hour to barely make a difference.

Emptying packages, sorting through gifts and putting them in bags and into the gift drawer, finding homes for clean folded clothes, deciding which receipts to keep and which to toss, emptying and relining small bins, putting shoes away and gathering Harley hair from places where it shouldn’t be!

Then AH lured me to the lounge room to watch a romance movie. It wasn’t even very good.

I made myself some crunchy on the outside, fluffy on the inside potato chips for lunch, which I ate with fresh Roma tomatoes from the garden and an egg salad which I made with boiled egg, butter, salt, pepper, coleslaw dressing and shredded lettuce.

That was all the food that I ate for the day - very filling and satisfying.

We’ve watched the football tonight and I did well in my tipping catching up by two points to my sister - only four points behind her now.

Now I shall fall asleep to the sound of golf and wake up early for the markets tomorrow.









Nite all. 

Thursday, July 30, 2026

Back in Time

It has been around ten years since I attended the Craignish Golf Club.

I used to play golf there, sometimes with Adoring Husband, sometimes with Woman of Many Talents and I’ve eaten at the restaurant a couple of times with the Burrum Babes.

Adoring Husband dropped me off at JJJ’s house in Raintree Acres at 10.40am.

JJJ and I chatted for 30 minutes before climbing into Billy …

and driving for 15 minutes to the golf club.

Ten years ago, the club was old, tired and dated. I really thought that when the RSL Club bought the premises a few years ago, they would have freshened it up a bit. New paint, new carpet, new dining furniture … but no … it is still the same tired old premises as always.

Old peeling laminated tables. Uncomfortable plastic red chairs. Dirty stained carpet. Yellowing paint on the walls and ragged old curtains covering the windows.

Disappointing.

All five of us arrived by 11.40am and we all bought drinks and had a quick browse of the menu before making our way to the opposite side of the club where we had to queue up to order and pay for our meals.

Let me mention that the queue was 32 people long when we tacked onto the end of it!

There was a $15 lunch menu but nothing was GF. There were two meals that could become GF but it meant losing some items from the plate and replacing a couple with things I didn’t like.

I decided instead to choose from the regular lunch menu, “Garlic Prawns” - king prawns served in a creamy garlic sauce with rice and steamed vegetables which cost $32.90 for non members.

It was DELICIOUS and the vegetables were cooked to perfection. Well worth the money.

The other girls loved their ‘fish and chips’, ‘Chicken Teriyaki Salad’ and 2 x ‘Pulled Beef Toasted Sandwiches’.

The acoustics were not great in our section of the restaurant and a table of 25 people were quite loud.

Our table was right beside the door to the ladies toilet.

The service was very friendly and the food was great. 

We stayed for three hours, so we were obviously happy and comfortable!

The day was absolutely perfect for riding in Billy and I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed our day. Lots of laughs, lots of news, lots of gossip, no alcohol, great food and fabulous company.

I took meat patties out of the freezer and for dinner served up all the bits to make hamburgers.

Easy peasy.

No dinner for me.

I’m in bed watching an horrendous game of football between Cowboys and Roosters. Cowboys are being annihilated by the Roosters at the end of the first half by 48-6. Of course I tipped Cowboys! Ugh.

Time to sleep.



Nite all.

Wednesday, July 29, 2026

Another Hump Day

I struggled to fall asleep on Tuesday night and it was 2am the last time that I looked at the clock.

This morning it was 5.08am the first time I looked at the clock and I was unable to slip back to sleep.

Running on 3 hours of sleep does not lead to energised productivity, that’s for sure!

I played with Harley, lay in the sun for 30 minutes, got a fish and vegetable pastie out of the freezer and reheated it in the oven, then sat in front of the TV to watch two movies.

“Madam Webb” with Dakota Johnson - it was ok.

“He’s All That” which I’ve seen quite a few times before, but it’s an easy watch.

I checked my  “clothes to donate” and figured out which ones I want to use to decorate my white jeans. I don’t know when that’s going to happen but my imagination is very busy!

Tonight’s dinner was Chicken and Vegetable Pastries …

Which I served with roasted tomatoes and zucchini slice and followed up with a slice of passionfruit and blueberry vanilla cake with coconut vanilla bean ice cream …

It’s only 9pm but with only 3 hrs of sleep, I’m winding down fast.

Tomorrow is lunch with the art girls, so I definitely need a good nights sleep.



Nite all

A Touch Productive

On Monday I finally cleared my art table.

It was still covered with all of the jewellery making paraphernalia from the time leading up to the market and the art and craft expo.

It took about 90 minutes to clear it all. Finding spots for all the beads, the charms, the findings, the chains, the tools, the measuring plates, the pins etc etc etc.

All the while, I was imagining a new sewing machine, fabrics, ribbons, laces, bindings, threads and my crafty imagination creating wearable art. It’s a possibility.

Dinner was chicken schnitzel with wombok salad, garden salad and zucchini slice.

Today was first day back at meditation, which was brilliant, followed by breakfast at Goody’s (yuk) and a day in the bay including a small grocery shop.

Dinner was chicken curry with rice, mini papadums and tzatziki …

Vegan Chickie made a chicken pie (not so vegan) which looks sooooo delicious!


Now it’s after midnight and I need to sleep!



Nite all.

Sunday, July 26, 2026

A Good Day

Today, I made that vanilla, blueberry and passionfruit cake. It was just a vanilla cake mix with one passionfruit and a handful of blueberries stirred through it. The icing was icing sugar, cream cheese and 3 passionfruit.

I watched the Ricky Gervais movie “Ghost Town” which I’d seen before but couldn’t remember it. I enjoyed it.

Watched the football. 

Played with Harley.

Spaghetti Sunday.

That’s it.





Nite all.