Wednesday, 27 June 2007
Monday, 25 June 2007
Sunday, 24 June 2007
Does that include being put into a coffin like contraption, strapped down and being told to stay there while they take an MRI of your shoulder?
I should have known when several times before the MRI I was asked am I claustrophobic. I had that nagging in my brain, but said no. I don't consider myself to be claustrophobic, I don't freak out being in elevators or trains or aircraft, I don't panic in crowds, but I don't like the doona over my head.
I'm a grown up, I can handle this, it's all ok.
Then the man (not sure what his job title would be) said it would take about 45 minutes, put headphones on me and the machine carried me to my grave. Oh I should have told you, he said my breathing was very important, no deep breaths, keep your breathing under control at all times. Well that is like being told not to touch, you have to. So.........I freaked. I was ok until the headphones went on. I asked if I could leave them off, he said yes. I survived and I know that I could have one again if I needed to but I won't be in a hurry.
The Australian Taxation Office has decided where its spotlight will shine when it reviews tax returns this year. It says it will focus on:
Tourism, travel consultants and guides
Fitness and sporting industry employees
Construction tradespeople who are employees
Guards and security employees
Mining site employees (for another year).
Saturday, 23 June 2007
This morning she came into our bedroom with a clean nappy and said her nappy was full and could we change it please. We did and she went back to her own bed for an hour. I know this sounds like she is getting ready to toilet train, but I am just not ready for that yet. I haven't got over the last child yet.
My kids are growing up fast.
Friday, 22 June 2007
My daughter is going to a party this afternoon and all week I have been trying to get to the shops for a present but my son was not up to it. He even vomited to prove he wasn't up to it. - Nice.
Today we got there, he was dosed up on Nurofen and we made a run for it before it wore off. (Nurofen and Panadol and Calpol are wonderdrugs when it comes to children)
While we were out, he got a little appetite back and wanted some food. A good sign, I thought I would treat him to a muffin, after all I was making him shop when he was sick, but no - he wanted a fruit salad. How proud was I. My kids would choose a fruit salad over a muffin - and sushi over McDonalds. I don't think anything will ever beat chippies though.
My daughters favourite food is broccoli and she likes nothing better with her broccoli than carrot. The youngest one, well she is so in the terrible two's at the moment, every day is different. I am treading very lightly where she is concerned at the moment.
After the lollipops party this afternoon, I am heading to another party of my own. A clothes swap party. Idea - swap clothes you don't wear anymore. I have never been to such a party before and since I lost all the weight and slowly (very slowly) started buying new clothes, I have nothing I can swap. I will just have to go for the fun of it.
Oh and the present was My Little Pony. Well what else?
Tuesday, 19 June 2007
After some major work on convincing my son that it didn't matter that Luke Skywalker has a green light saber, blue or red would work just fine, we turned a black tshirt inside out (to hide the logos) donned some black pants and a blue light saber and voila - Luke Skywalker.
This morning I bumped into a lady I train and she said her legs and butt hurt. I felt a little (only a little) bad for her so thought I owe it to her to make mine hurt - and I think they will tomorrow.
Monday, 18 June 2007
He is so over dress ups so we don't have them, he is too old for spiderman and batman but the pressure the school is putting on him is really getting to him. Why do the schools put so much pressure on kids and therefore the parents. This is supposed to be enjoyable for them, but from what I am hearing most of them are stressing about outdoing their mates.
Last week I bought an A3 laminator. This may not mean much to you but for some reason I have wanted one for ages, and I love it. Just one word of warning, Don't stand still, you may be laminated.
A girlfriend and I decided not to drive, but to stay in a hotel in the city for the night. We planned on having dinner and then on to the party. However we arrived so late that all we had was a muffin at Starbucks, not exactly the dinner we had imagined.
I don't really want to complain so I am only going to briefly say what disappointed me. Not enough bar staff for the volume of guests. Not enough room for the volume of guests. Not enough nibbles for the volume of guests (especially when most had not eaten before). The microphones did not work. Music not to my taste. No room to dance.
Had a really nice breakfast on Sunday morning though at the Vibe hotel. It definitely helped with the hangover, I am sure I swore so many times in the past not to have ever again. Will I ever learn?
I am now wondering how many of those classmates I will intentionally see again. I hope that I will see them again, it just seems that these days people are too busy (me included) and our schedules never seem to coincide.
I did try to take a couple of pictures on my camera phone, but they didn't turn out very well so you will just have to imagine how good we all looked in our cocktail dresses.
Oh I didn't mention that Adro from The Biggest Loser was there. I think he graduated from one of the other classes. I didn't talk to him. Not my thing to talk to 'celebrities' and pretend that I know them.
Tuesday, 12 June 2007
Monday morning my outdoor class that I am doing work experience at was running so off I went at 6am. Many of the class were not coming so the instructor decided to change the class to a 4.5k run. I was so not prepared for that. I had done a 4k run the afternoon before and was not yet ready for another, but I did it. I was taught as a trainer not to complain and that you should always be able to pull another 10 push ups out of the bag when needed. Well in this case it was a 4.5k run.
Later as the kids had cabin fever (and we were on the verge of committing crimes against them) we attempted to take them 10 pin bowling, only to be told they only had one lane left at 2.30pm and then 6pm. The kids were so disappointed but we booked and my husband took them back at 2.30pm, while I had a nice sleep.
Actually the sleep was not so nice, I could swear I was awake the whole time, I must have been dreaming that I was being woken up by noisy children, children that weren't even in my house.
Later we watched a recording of Nerds FC. It was very amusing. A group of self confessed nerds who have 3-4 months to become a soccer team capable of holding their own against a team of international soccer players. Their first game was to play an elite team of under 11's. Amusing.
Sunday, 10 June 2007
Eeeewwww, I have just searched Dirty Sanchez on Google to maybe upload a picture of these guys. Well call me naive but I also found the Wikipedia meaning. I had no idea. I'm not going to post it here, I will leave that to your discretion to google if you wish but would say if you are easily offended - Don't.
Friday, 8 June 2007
Thursday, 7 June 2007
I can't say exactly when this started because it is an on/off thing with me. I do however remember during my weight loss, feeling fantastic, even when I was still too heavy, I felt in control, my whole adult life I had been working towards losing weight and finally I was achieving it - consistently. I exceeded all my goals and got to a weight (61kg) that I had never even dreamed I could be. I couldn't have felt better. I maintained that for a while and felt good when I saw that I hadn't gained any weight, but I never felt great. In fact even though I was at my goal weight, I was disappointed that I wasn't losing anymore. See I guess I never imagined I would get to goal, but that I would always be trying. It seemed that all of a sudden my life purpose was taken away. Add to that a shoulder injury that messed with my training and my mind and the weight crept back on slowly. I got to the point where I was always covering up, pulling my clothes around me. Not realising that even though I had gained a bit, I was still 24kg lighter than when I started this journey.
Anyhow last week I decided that I was not going to focus on weight anymore, weight (and I truly believe this) is a by product of how we live our lives, instead I was going to focus on being fit and healthy and happy. I would take away all the strict regimes and mostly eat healthy, exercise most days and do something that makes me happy every day - and acknowledge it. I removed the scales and the battery and made a pact with myself not to weigh myself again for 2 whole weeks. Boy was I tempted to jump on after weighing a client but no I resisted. And so I am now on day 6 of this new thinking and I feel great again, I don't care (hope it lasts) how much I weigh, all I care about is that I am in control again. (well maybe not of my children, but you can always hope).
I am eating good food, exercising again like it has a purpose and I am taking time out every day for me.
I will keep you posted..............
Wednesday, 6 June 2007
Well he has been away for a few days and he complained yesterday that I had not updated here for a while, so for his benefit I need to say that we are all fine, we have had breakfast, all the kids ate theirs. They got washed and dressed without a fight, the two other girls did not come this morning, I talked to my mam - she is well. Getting ready for the gym now. Looking forward to you coming home tonight, we all love you.