Sunday, September 27, 2009

Show Time!

Guess what I did yesterday?!
Yep, I went to the Perth Royal Show.

I LOVE the show. I remember going as a little kid and being so excited, it was my favourite day of the year! Anyway, all those memories seem to flood back as soon as I enter the gates...even as an adult. One of my most vivid childhood memories is sitting on my Dads lap on a rollercoaster ride(I think it was called the Wild Mouse) and screaming at the top of my lungs. Every time we flew around a corner or dropped over an edge he pretty much had to grab me and act as my seatbelt because i left his lap! I loved it though. Funnily enough, Dad and I went on the 'Python Loop' rollercoater yesterday (I didn't sit on his lap tho!) and the Ghost train and the bumper cars. He's 67 years old and loves it as much as I do!
I also went on a bloody kiddie ride with my 4 year-old nephew and felt so queazy afterwards.... rollercoasters are fine, but anything that spins and wooshes...eeeww. He loved it and so did all the other toddlers that were on it... I kind of staggered off the ride pretending it was fine, but really I felt like I had an impressive hangover. My brother thought it was hilarious and bought me a coffee as compensation.
My sister went to the show too...but somehow I didn't see her there. Every time we made contact we were on opposite sides of the showground. She refuses to go to sideshow alley (did she have a similar rollercoaster experience as a toddler and its scarred her for life??) so she basically hung out at the machinery and animals.
This year I had to leave the show early to pick up husband. Next year I am going for the WHOLE day.... and I'm going to drag my sister onto the rollercoaster with me. he he.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

running, sitting and tennis balls.


I'm back. Well only because I'm on nightshift and the bloody work computer won't grant me access to Facebook, so i'm back to blogger land. I've missed my blog!

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I love jogging. I've been jogging a fair bit lately & generally i do 5 - 10km 4 times a week. I still go at snails pace (husband says I shuffle - bless him) but hey, I'm only racing myself so I can only win (huh?). Today i went for my usual 'easy' 5km and felt like i had concrete blocks attached to my legs. Big concrete blocks, like the ones that fall on people at building sites and their intestines squish out. Every single step was a bloody challenge, i tried all my usual diversions - focus on the next roadsign/tree/house, change my song, change my pace, change my breathing... change my undies (kidding). It was a looong painful 5km, and I wish i had a jogging buddy other than my Garmin forerunner 405 (which i LOVE) but it doesnt chat to me when the going gets tough. Husband keeps talking about joining me, (and talking, and talking) His current status: No-joiner.

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I'm trying to teach Murphy-dog how to sit still so i can clip his toenails. My God...what a task that is.
I'm still at the stage of getting him to sit still for 10 seconds while i gently just touch his paw without him freaking out. (i don't think we've actually made any progress yet!) It's only day 3... but the internet instructions say it should only take a week. Maybe it would only take a week if i didn't have such a bloody retarded dog. He actually growls at me when i touch his paws (thinks he's tough) but then gets mega excited by the treats i have, launches himself off his bed to try and snatch the entire packet to scoff down - and my training begins back at square one, just trying to get the idiot to sit STILL. Ugh. I'm thinking my less than average IQ dog might need a tad longer, and i might need some Valium.

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I'm currently on a wheat-free & milk-free diet (except yoghurt). I think i have irritable bowel syndrome (with the rest of the world) and get this 'thing' at random times i call 'tennis ball bum'... because it feels like i have a tennis ball up my arse... and its horrible. I'm not kidding. Too much information? too bad. I'm over it and i used to be embarrassed about it, but hey, all those close to me have heard my woes and laughed at my expense (with minimal sympathy shown i must add) so i've no shame any more! Anyway, the diet is somewhat challenging, Wheat seems to be in E V E R Y T H I N G that tastes nice. Ever tasted wheat-free biscuits? Nasty. The bread is okay as long as you put something tasty on it, the pasta is kind of weird but okay. Anyway its just a trial to see if it makes any difference to my symptoms. Anything to avoid having a camera up my butt, I do not want any scope or camera-like devices up my orifices unless absolutely necessary.

Okay now that I've talked about Running, sitting and tennis (!) I'm off to do some work.
Oh how i've missed blogging and sharing my personal info with the world.