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The silly season…

It appears that all of my most posts of late (albeit few and far between) have begun with some form of excuse as to why it has been so long since I last posted something. Well, why should this time be any different? As the title suggests, the adeptly named ‘silly season’ has been the latest cause of my distraction and as I am sure you can appreciate, it seems to begin earlier and earlier each year.

Now don’t get me wrong. There is nothing I love more than decorating the tree, basking in the glowing smiles of my children, eating copious amounts of good food (although not so good for the belly, bum or thighs) and relishing in some R&R away from my 6×4 cubicle referred to as office space. However there are aspects of the ‘silly season’ that render me an insane woman – to the point where I have begun to draw analogies with the seven stages of grief… Read more…

Just like riding a bike…

So, it’s been a long time between posts.  I wish I could share some amazing and daring adventure reason for my absence, but, alas there isn’t one.  There is no excuse other than pure laziness when it has come to sitting down and regaling the events of past days, or as in this case many, many weeks!

You may recall that I have been experiencing the most infuriating flare-up of my ankylosing spondylitis for several months now.  And much to my dismay, the flare-up will not settle down regardless of what I do or the medications my doctor prescribes.   Read more…

Clydesdale hooves and comfortable shoes…

While I made a special guest appearance near on a month ago – yes, I must confess my last post was way back on 31 August, my mini sabbatical has turned into a period of diminished motivation, followed by a simple lack of interest in anything and everything, including my blog.  This has all resulted (in my opinion) from a new medication that I was recently prescribed to assist with my failing body, specifically the latest and what I originally believed was by far my worst ever flair-up of ankylosing spondylitis. Read more…

Great expectations…

Having digressed somewhat over recent weeks, lets call it a mini-sabbatical that included a significant amount of moaning and groaning about my latest list of aches and pains, today I turned my attention back to my recent trip to Finland and the opportunity to re-acquaint myself with my Grandmother and the birthplace that I left 38 years ago…

After flying for near on 24 hours, I can confidently state that I am well and truly over airline travel.  I clearly recall sitting in my seat, with a numb bum and swollen ‘cankles’ dreaming of “Beam me up Scottie” travel. Read more…

Name calling…

Hubby called me something the other day. Something that stopped me in my tracks and got me thinking. So what was it that he called me? He called me an “over-committer”. Yes, he hit the nail on the head, as sadly I have a tendency to over-commit. I seem to have an amazing capacity to say yes to every request that comes my way. And, in addition to this, my own “to do list” grows at an exponential rate daily – somewhat like an insidious weed left that once started of as a lovely little flower in the corner of a garden bed, but has since engulfed everything in the bed and is now overflowing and creeping into every crevice available. Read more…

Where’s Wally…

Perhaps that should have read “Where’s Minna”, and where are the tales of her recent exploits on her trip to Finland? Well, that is the sixty-four thousand dollar question. But there is an answer… albeit a rather dull and not entirely interesting one. Anyway to spare you further suspense, I have spent the past four nights/five days cooped up in a hospital bed. Yes, that’s right… not a romantic island getaway or a few nights at a luxury spa – no, trapped in a hospital bed attached to an IV being fed copious amounts of antibiotics, fluid and morphine. Read more…

Trouble in Tokyo…

For as long as I can remember, I have fantasised about visiting Finland. As with most fantasies, I held great expectations of the country where I was born. I will spare you from the boring details, but let me just share that I’m pretty sure no-one or no place could live up to the utopia I had imagined Finland to be. So, I bet you’re wondering how my trip went, and did the country manage to live up to my expectations. All will be revealed over the next few weeks as I recount my journey to the land of Santa Claus. Read more…

Jet setting…

Just a quick one to let you know that Minna and Middle Miss are currently enjoying a short break visiting Minna’s grandmother in her home town of Lappeenranta, Finland.

Minna and Middle Miss began their journey on Monday evening with a short 50 minute flight from Canberra to Sydney. After a brief 2 hour wait it was on to a 10 hour flight to Japan. After relishing in the culture and sights of Tokyo’s Narita Airport for 5 hours, it was off to Finland. A little over 10 hours later they touched down safe and sound in Helsinki late Tuesday afternoon, before embarking on the last leg of their trip – a 2.5 hour drive to Lappeenranta. Read more…

When the body says NO…

For anyone who enjoys a little craft from time to time, be that sewing, knitting or perhaps a bit of beading, the human body is not meant to resemble a pin-cushion as mine did recently. Sadly or comically, I’m not sure which, my knee ended up full of holes as I was jabbed countless times. The crazy thing is that I asked for it!

Yes, much to my dismay, my body is still rebelling and I am finding annoying arthritis flare-up’s everywhere. The doctor prescribed me a slow acting anti-inflammatory last week which appears to be working on my Achilles tendon and my toe.  Yes, you read it right – my toe!  Even my toes are succumbing to aches and inflammation.  So much so that the second toe on my right foot resembles a hobbits toe.  Luckily I can cover the unsightly thing with shoes and socks – at least in the interim.  But unless it miraculously gets better, I will have to head off to Finland in a few days with my hobbit toe on show to the whole world – literally (OK, maybe not the WHOLE world but Japan, Hong Kong, and Finland). Read more…

Best laid plans…

For those of you who are regular readers, you may have noticed that I have digressed somewhat from the intended path of my blog. My blog was originally to be about my battle to become fit and healthy by the time I turn 40. Now while that was my intent, many of my recent ramblings have been more a reflection on general life and experiences – my kids and their quirks, odd orange obsessions and daily thoughts interlaced with a little comic relief.

One thing that can be said is that life has a funny habit of throwing obstacles in your path and the best laid plans often falter. This has been the recent case with my health and fitness plans. Read more…