<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345</id><updated>2012-02-18T06:38:50.089+11:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='Reading'/><category term='Information technology'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Table Topics Tuesday'/><category term='fab five friday'/><category term='Job Search'/><category term='Spiritual'/><category term='ETL507'/><category term='My lifehealth'/><category term='Music I love'/><category term='ETL504'/><category term='NetGalley'/><category term='what I&apos;m loving'/><category term='Libraries'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='Lucy'/><category term='MEd'/><category term='sookie stackhouse'/><category term='arts and crafts'/><category term='fat ass friday'/><category term='Living Your Five'/><category term='Buck-a-Book Challenge'/><category term='Blogs'/><category term='movie review'/><category term='work'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Book reviews'/><category term='Kids list'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Role of TL'/><category term='My life'/><category term='everything Austen'/><category term='EER500'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='networking'/><category term='houseswap. World Tour 2012'/><category term='nanowrimo'/><category term='Teaching'/><category term='world tour 2012'/><category term='The Twitter Trio'/><category term='Books I love'/><category term='social justice challenge'/><category term='pinterest'/><category term='ETL501'/><category term='houseswap'/><category term='food'/><category term='feel good friday'/><category term='top ten tuesday'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='Friday confessional'/><category term='thankful Thursday'/><category term='Insights'/><category term='health'/><category term='Issues'/><title type='text'>a reader's random ramblings...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>552</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4982225322141583143</id><published>2012-02-13T10:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T10:27:40.994+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hunger Games, the weather, and feeling tired.</title><content type='html'>Have you read &lt;i&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/i&gt;?I have now!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bhlibraries.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/hunger-games.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="500" width="500" src="http://bhlibraries.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/hunger-games.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Josh received the trilogy for Christmas and is working his way through them. Once he'd finished &lt;i&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/i&gt; I grabbed it quick smart and devoured it! Now he's reading the second book &lt;i&gt;Catching Fire&lt;/i&gt;, and I'm trying to be patient.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm really looking forward to seeing the movie with him when it comes out. It's lovely to have something fun to do together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I find it incredibly easy to find things that Alana and I like to do together. We regularly spend time on our mutual obsession with all things &lt;i&gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So it's particularly nice to find some common ground with Josh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In other news, the weather has been consistently crap with only small glimpses of sunshine. I do feel that it's affecting my mood and sense of well-being.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To be completely honest, I'm struggling with tiredness at the moment. When I get overly busy and tired I'm in danger of sliding into depression, so I'm making an effort to look after myself. Hence the lack of blogging lately. If I get to the end of a long day and don't really feel like blogging, then I don't. I don't force myself to do things out of a sense of obligation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So even though I enjoy writing, I'm only going to write when I feel like I have the energy for it, when I feel inspired, or when I feel like I've got something important to say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks for reading and understanding :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4982225322141583143?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4982225322141583143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4982225322141583143&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4982225322141583143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4982225322141583143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2012/02/hunger-games-weather-and-feeling-tired.html' title='The Hunger Games, the weather, and feeling tired.'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-139052421495946758</id><published>2012-01-31T12:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T12:25:24.720+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Hats, juggling and quiet time</title><content type='html'>I wear a lot of hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.pdus2go.com/Portals/139555/Images/Many_Hats_Photo_224143453_std-300x199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://web.pdus2go.com/Portals/139555/Images/Many_Hats_Photo_224143453_std-300x199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Not literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juggle many different roles, and I'll wager that you do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theheartlinknetwork.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/woman-juggling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.theheartlinknetwork.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/woman-juggling.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've struggled over the years with feeling overwhelmed. Now that I'm feeling strong and healthy, I feel myself slipping into the dangerous zone of trying to "do it all".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm fortunate enough to have a husband, two children, and a whole slew of extended family. And a dog. I want my family to have whatever love and support that they need and I can provide. I want my household to run smoothly and for my family to be happy and healthy. I want notes to go back to school on the right day, my nieces and nephews' birthdays to be remembered, and everyone to get to the right after school activity on the right day at the right time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want my husband to get enough sex so he doesn't get grumpy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I work two part time jobs, one as a librarian at a university library and the other running a small business providing private mathematics and music tuition. These are both demanding jobs. I enjoy the intellectual challenge, and I want to do well in both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have friends. I have hobbies. I have a blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a lot on my plate. And whichever metaphor you're partial to, I'm just as likely as the next person to be "stretched too thin" or to "burn the candle at both ends".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because I want to be awesome. I want an awesome life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLw3tt9L2Q/TgzgbpxtmWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/O-L7XUBGV3Q/s1600/Quiet+Time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLw3tt9L2Q/TgzgbpxtmWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/O-L7XUBGV3Q/s320/Quiet+Time.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe that what I need to do to avoid burnout, is to &lt;b&gt;find my centre&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to find the &lt;b&gt;essential&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;part&lt;/b&gt; of me that &lt;b&gt;defines who I am&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;sets my priorities&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm calling it my &lt;b&gt;spirit&lt;/b&gt;, and this year I'm working on nourishing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because if I don't, I'm liable to become just another&amp;nbsp;over-stressed&amp;nbsp;person running about like a chicken with its head cut off, not achieving anything of real value. And that's not awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe that I'd really benefit from setting the habit of a &lt;b&gt;morning quiet time &lt;/b&gt;in order to set the course of each day. To take some time to be still and quiet and decide what is really important today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm just having trouble actually doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd love to hear from anyone with advice on how to put this into practice. Is it really just a matter of having the discipline to set the alarm half an hour earlier? Just gritting your teeth and doing it? And how do you fit it in if you have kids to get off to school or work to get to? Is that where the getting up earlier kicks in? It all sounds so&amp;nbsp;virtuous&amp;nbsp;and mildly depressing. Isn't there an easier way???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-139052421495946758?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/139052421495946758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=139052421495946758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/139052421495946758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/139052421495946758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/hats-juggling-and-quiet-time.html' title='Hats, juggling and quiet time'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLw3tt9L2Q/TgzgbpxtmWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/O-L7XUBGV3Q/s72-c/Quiet+Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4871066719124367212</id><published>2012-01-21T19:08:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:08:42.033+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>The one in which I quote Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Oh dear.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Apparently I don't blog anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or update my Facebook status.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or tweet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As we say in my house, "Fiona Jones, FAIL!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For those that don't know, that's a reference to the UK version of &lt;i&gt;Top Gear&lt;/i&gt;. The episode in which Jeremy Clarkson keeps failing to qualify for his motorbike license in Vietnam. It's GOLD.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, my family have quite a lot of funny sayings that we have stolen from various TV shows and movies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For instance, whenever we're driving in the country and see a cow, either Chris or I will say, "Cow." Then the other will usually reply, "Another cow." Remember &lt;i&gt;Twister&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's a &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/i&gt; quote for every occasion. Whenever anyone says, "I'm only joking.", they always continue on to say, "I am Fred."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I've lost count of the number of times we've needed to say, "Stop, stop, stop. You're going to take someone's eye out!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How about you? Does your family make use of scriptwriter's talents on a regular basis?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4871066719124367212?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4871066719124367212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4871066719124367212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4871066719124367212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4871066719124367212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-in-which-i-quote-harry-potter.html' title='The one in which I quote Harry Potter'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5007703827989218328</id><published>2012-01-10T11:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T15:27:29.229+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>An un-quiet month...</title><content type='html'>About a month ago, I wrote &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com.au/2011/12/one-interesting-thing-for-january.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; about trying to liven up the month of January by doing something &lt;b&gt;new and exciting&lt;/b&gt; every day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It turns out that I needn't have worried about being bored!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6a/Doctor_Hibbert.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="387" width="300" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6a/Doctor_Hibbert.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We've had appointments galore; doctor, dentist, hairdresser, dog groomer, vet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/Barbeque/kooltray87/barbeque.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg251/kooltray87/barbeque.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We've had a couple of typical Aussie summer BBQ's with family and friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We've been to see both the soccer and the cricket.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Between the movies, shopping, ice skating, bowling, pool, beach and play dates that the kids have scheduled; and the fact that I'm starting back at work next week; before I know it January is going to be over.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, yeah, not so boring after all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then we'll be &lt;b&gt;back to school&lt;/b&gt;-ing!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I'm starting to feel &lt;b&gt;busy and overwhelmed&lt;/b&gt; instead of &lt;b&gt;relaxed&lt;/b&gt; and in holiday mode.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So what exactly was I worried about?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And what am I going to do to ensure that I stay sane and healthy over the summer "break"?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you're an Aussie mum, how are the school holidays treating you? Is January turning out to be a good month?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5007703827989218328?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5007703827989218328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5007703827989218328&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5007703827989218328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5007703827989218328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/un-quiet-month.html' title='An un-quiet month...'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-547080353212801834</id><published>2012-01-05T10:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:29:28.159+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Reaching Your Goals in 2012</title><content type='html'>How are those &lt;b&gt;New Year Resolutions&lt;/b&gt; going?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or perhaps you prefer to call them &lt;b&gt;Goals&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themickmorris.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/new-years.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" width="300" src="http://themickmorris.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/new-years.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm focusing on three things for 2012:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Spiritual Health&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Parenting Skills, Methods and Tools&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making a Positive Difference in the World by Being Loving and Giving&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These goals may sound a little bit vague to you, but I know what I mean and I'm taking my time to think through what I really want. The definition of these goals is a work in progress and that's fine with me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Over the past few days I've come across a few great articles that might help you kick start your New Year:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/clutterfat/"&gt;The Clutterfat Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homelifesimplified.com.au/52-weeks-to-simplify-your-life-syl-week-1/"&gt;52 Weeks to Simplify Your Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/tara-sophia-mohr/new-years-resolutions_b_1172005.html?ref=fb&amp;src=sp&amp;comm_ref=false"&gt;12 Questions to Make 2012 Your Best Year Yet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So how about you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you feeling inspired about reaching your goals this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-547080353212801834?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/547080353212801834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=547080353212801834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/547080353212801834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/547080353212801834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/reaching-your-goals-in-2012.html' title='Reaching Your Goals in 2012'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-2501407052372171637</id><published>2012-01-03T21:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:43:58.247+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>What are you reading?</title><content type='html'>What have you been reading?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've &lt;b&gt;just finished reading&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Help&lt;/i&gt; by Kathryn Stockett.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjD0lBxyRN8/TuIFzODeaSI/AAAAAAAACTU/_HIlgkPplTQ/s1600/help3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" width="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjD0lBxyRN8/TuIFzODeaSI/AAAAAAAACTU/_HIlgkPplTQ/s1600/help3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was a Christmas present and I really enjoyed it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.kathrynstockett.com/index.htm"&gt;the author's website&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Three ordinary women are about to take one extraordinary step.Twenty-two-year-old Skeeter has just returned home after graduating from Ole Miss. She may have a degree, but it is 1962, Mississippi, and her mother will not be happy till Skeeter has a ring on her finger. Skeeter would normally find solace with her beloved maid Constantine, the woman who raised her, but Constantine has disappeared and no one will tell Skeeter where she has gone.Aibileen is a black maid, a wise, regal woman raising her seventeenth white child. Something has shifted inside her after the loss of her own son, who died while his bosses looked the other way. She is devoted to the little girl she looks after, though she knows both their hearts may be broken.Minny, Aibileen's best friend, is short, fat, and perhaps the sassiest woman in Mississippi. She can cook like nobody's business, but she can't mind her tongue, so she's lost yet another job. Minny finally finds a position working for someone too new to town to know her reputation. But her new boss has secrets of her own.Seemingly as different from one another as can be, these women will nonetheless come together for a clandestine project that will put them all at risk. And why? Because they are suffocating within the lines that define their town and their times. And sometimes lines are made to be crossed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't pretend to be particularly knowledgable about the civil rights movement in the United States, but I did find it interesting to explore these issues from a different perspective.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The characters were sympathetic and I found it easy to become emotionally connected to the story. It was a good read.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;currently reading&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Around the World in Eighty Days&lt;/i&gt; by Jules Verne.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's one of those classics that I've never read. Having received an iPad for Christmas, I decided to take advantage of the fact that apparently its copyright has expired because it is free to download. I've also grabbed &lt;i&gt;War&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Peace&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Treasure Island&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Time Machine&lt;/i&gt; while I'm at it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alana and Josh both received books for Christmas that I'm planning on &lt;b&gt;pilfering&lt;/b&gt; once they've finished with them!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm particularly looking forward to &lt;i&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/i&gt; trilogy, &lt;i&gt;Shiver&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Linger&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Forever&lt;/I&gt;and &lt;i&gt;The Vampire Diaries - Stefan's Diaries&lt;/i&gt; series.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How about you? What are you reading?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-2501407052372171637?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2501407052372171637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=2501407052372171637&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2501407052372171637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2501407052372171637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-are-you-reading.html' title='What are you reading?'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjD0lBxyRN8/TuIFzODeaSI/AAAAAAAACTU/_HIlgkPplTQ/s72-c/help3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3855660060136608449</id><published>2012-01-01T21:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:07:06.740+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Begin with a bang!</title><content type='html'>I've started the New Year with a bang, and I'm not talking about the fireworks!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/New%20year/letnotyourheartbetroubled/happy-new-year-2012-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i966.photobucket.com/albums/ae141/letnotyourheartbetroubled/happy-new-year-2012-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This morning I visited a new church. Well the church isn't new, I've just never been there before.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm prioritising my spiritual health during 2012, so I'll be trying a few new things in the process.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you attend church regularly? Pray or meditate? What works for you when it comes to the spiritual side of life?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/Swimming%20pool/sihulagen/swimming-pool.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr91/sihulagen/swimming-pool.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This afternoon we all went to the local public swimming pool. I did half an hour of laps, which seemed particularly hard work today! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This evening I did some prep work for a BBQ we're having at our place tomorrow, marinating steaks and cooking some bits and pieces that I need for some fancy side dishes that I'm making.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And now I'm blogging.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And now I'm tired!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How's the New Year going for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3855660060136608449?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3855660060136608449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3855660060136608449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3855660060136608449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3855660060136608449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/begin-with-bang.html' title='Begin with a bang!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3734487426368534810</id><published>2011-12-30T12:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T12:07:43.561+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Yay for the New Year!</title><content type='html'>This time last year I wrote &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; telling you how I feel about New Year's.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think I did a pretty good job of explaining myself, so I'm directing you there instead of saying it all again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/New%20beginnings/lesleysilva/070411%20New%20Beginnings/OttawaRealEstateShaneSilvanewbeginnings3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1121.photobucket.com/albums/l515/lesleysilva/070411%20New%20Beginnings/OttawaRealEstateShaneSilvanewbeginnings3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love new beginnings!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm going to use today and tomorrow to think about what I really want from 2012.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How about you? Are you a fan of the New Year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3734487426368534810?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3734487426368534810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3734487426368534810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3734487426368534810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3734487426368534810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/yay-for-new-year.html' title='Yay for the New Year!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1121.photobucket.com/albums/l515/lesleysilva/070411%20New%20Beginnings/th_OttawaRealEstateShaneSilvanewbeginnings3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-6512063731432486629</id><published>2011-12-29T11:25:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T12:59:56.842+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful Thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Today I need a bit of a lift. I'll be honest, I'm feeling a bit out of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm doing something that I know usually works for me, which is focusing on the positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go visit &lt;a href="http://www.katesaysstuff.com/2011/12/thankful-thursday-2011.html"&gt;Kate says stuff&lt;/a&gt; to join in with Thankful Thursday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RLw62WQ63KQ/TvuzkgQK4rI/AAAAAAAABkQ/scQnvhSY-Zc/s640/blogger-image-1666221903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RLw62WQ63KQ/TvuzkgQK4rI/AAAAAAAABkQ/scQnvhSY-Zc/s640/blogger-image-1666221903.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today I'm having trouble looking at the big picture. I'm having trouble finding something profound to say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I do have much to be thankful for.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So today I'm thankful for the little things...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I received a Christmas card from &lt;b&gt;a dear friend&lt;/b&gt; that I haven't seen in years today. How lovely that she included some &lt;b&gt;photos of her daughter&lt;/b&gt; that I have never met. And how wonderful that &lt;b&gt;I will be able to see her in person next year when my family travels to London!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess that's not such a little thing after all! That's what I love about taking the time to be thankful. Once you start counting them, blessings multiply!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have an appointment to have my &lt;b&gt;hair cut and coloured&lt;/b&gt; tonight. Isn't it lovely to sit back in the hairdresser's chair and &lt;b&gt;be pampered&lt;/b&gt;? I especially love it when they wash your hair and give your head a massage. Bliss!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have books to read!&lt;/b&gt; How delightful to be able to have a little lie down with a good book!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How about you? How are you feeling today? Maybe a little thankfulness would brighten it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-6512063731432486629?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6512063731432486629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=6512063731432486629&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6512063731432486629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6512063731432486629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RLw62WQ63KQ/TvuzkgQK4rI/AAAAAAAABkQ/scQnvhSY-Zc/s72-c/blogger-image-1666221903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5023728880124916026</id><published>2011-12-26T20:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T20:04:42.139+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Have you survived Christmas?</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post to say that I hope you've not only survived, but have thrived through Christmas.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thetimefinder.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Christmas-Exhaustion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" width="600" src="http://thetimefinder.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Christmas-Exhaustion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've had a very tiring couple of days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tiring, but good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been blessed with time spent with family, special foods, and wonderful presents.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A highlight for me was receiving my new iPad. This is my first attempt at posting from it and it seems to be working ok so far.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A lowlight was dropping a bottle on my foot and breaking my toe. I haven't exactly had time to get it x-rayed or have a doctor look at it, but it's black and blue and swollen and it hurts; so the combined wisdom of myself and family members says it's broken.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think I need a little lie down now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How are you guys holding up? Any especially fabulous presents? Any Christmas injuries?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5023728880124916026?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5023728880124916026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5023728880124916026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5023728880124916026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5023728880124916026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-you-survived-christmas.html' title='Have you survived Christmas?'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3890822765337495375</id><published>2011-12-21T15:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:46:07.966+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Christmas cards...To send or not to send?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I didn't send Christmas cards this year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uJ5nsoGk1hc/TvFe3A2f2ZI/AAAAAAAABkI/JVTAvBuACro/s1600/modern+christmas+cards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uJ5nsoGk1hc/TvFe3A2f2ZI/AAAAAAAABkI/JVTAvBuACro/s320/modern+christmas+cards.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even Christmas emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling too "bah humbug".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't have time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's environmentally friendly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It seems to be going out of fashion because I'm receiving less cards these days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I know, those reasons really suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, &lt;b&gt;I just didn't think I could see the point&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do Christmas cards mean to me? To me, it's about making a list of all your family and friends and then acknowledging them with &lt;b&gt;a message of &amp;nbsp;love at Christmas time&lt;/b&gt;. And now that I've written that and see it in black and white in front of me, it sounds like a very good idea indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, the card itself isn't important. Too often Christmas cards are either overpriced and overblown, or cheap and tacky. Though I'll read the cards that I receive and will display them while the Christmas tree is up, I'll usually throw them in the recycling bin once the New Year is here. Harsh? Maybe. But I don't have room in my life to keep every card I've ever received.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, the time of year isn't really important. Does that sound&amp;nbsp;sacrilegious? I don't mean that Christmas isn't a special time of year, I just mean that &lt;b&gt;any day is a good day to send family and friends a message of love&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now I'm going to send off an email of thanks to the girlfriends of mine that sent me Christmas cards, letting them know that I appreciated them and that I'm thinking of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then I'm going to make a plan for making sure that the people I love know that I love them, even though &amp;nbsp;I didn't send them a Christmas card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How about you? Are you a traditionalist when it comes to Christmas cards? Do you send photos of your kids and letters describing their achievements?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or perhaps you don't celebrate Christmas and have some different traditions at this time of year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3890822765337495375?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3890822765337495375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3890822765337495375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3890822765337495375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3890822765337495375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-cardsto-send-or-not-to-send.html' title='Christmas cards...To send or not to send?'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uJ5nsoGk1hc/TvFe3A2f2ZI/AAAAAAAABkI/JVTAvBuACro/s72-c/modern+christmas+cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3941823216899653919</id><published>2011-12-19T10:41:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:41:33.861+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's nothing like an attack of the "bah humbugs" for making me feel spiritually bereft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gqinDrSxrpA/Tu53Hyj43mI/AAAAAAAABj4/Lgx8iolMPIw/s1600/bah+humbug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gqinDrSxrpA/Tu53Hyj43mI/AAAAAAAABj4/Lgx8iolMPIw/s320/bah+humbug.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year I have struggled a little to shake off the stress that comes with being a busy mother at Christmas time to discover &lt;b&gt;the underlying joy of the season&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone once told me that are lives are like cars that need to keep all four wheels on the road. In our case, our wheels are our &lt;b&gt;physical, emotional, mental and spiritual health&lt;/b&gt;. We have to make sure that we are looking after all four wheels in order to stay roadworthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luckily over the past few years I've become quite adept at reading the signs that something is not quite right in my life. I'm better at keeping an eye on the gauges on my dashboard, if you like. So it's good that I'm aware that my spiritual health needs a bit of attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So today I'm stopping to give thanks every few minutes. &lt;b&gt;Thanks for all the blessings in my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m6ODYcWMtPU/Tu54L3j3z3I/AAAAAAAABkA/qjl52u4msJQ/s1600/give-thanks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m6ODYcWMtPU/Tu54L3j3z3I/AAAAAAAABkA/qjl52u4msJQ/s320/give-thanks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes, with all the bills to pay, it's easy to forget how rich I am. Today I'm taking the time to remind myself that I have more than I need. &lt;b&gt;I have been blessed with abundance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How are you going keeping all four wheels safely on the road of life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3941823216899653919?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3941823216899653919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3941823216899653919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3941823216899653919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3941823216899653919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gqinDrSxrpA/Tu53Hyj43mI/AAAAAAAABj4/Lgx8iolMPIw/s72-c/bah+humbug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-1003399106669279626</id><published>2011-12-17T09:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T09:36:40.595+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libraries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Search'/><title type='text'>Doors, windows and jobs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever heard the saying &lt;b&gt;"God doesn't close a door without opening a window"&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course you have. It's one of the most overused cliches out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right behind &lt;b&gt;"everything happens for a reason"&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And these cliches are probably very annoying to people who are going through a hard time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you have an eye for the ridiculous, then click &lt;a href="http://thebloggess.com/2011/11/its-like-when-your-parents-get-on-facebook/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and see what the Bloggess has to say about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And while it's fun to be all sarcastic and ironic and cool, this is where I'm going to reveal my Pollyanna tendencies to you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oc7LYsyqxhc/Tuu7rZvwvuI/AAAAAAAABjo/uOw93-0yjMs/s1600/ThunderstormRainbow-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oc7LYsyqxhc/Tuu7rZvwvuI/AAAAAAAABjo/uOw93-0yjMs/s320/ThunderstormRainbow-01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes when it seems that things are going to &lt;b&gt;hell in a handbasket&lt;/b&gt;, it is just plain hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I believe that often when things don't seem to be going quite right, &lt;b&gt;another opportunity presents itself which turns out to be just as good, if not better, than your original plans&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week I had a job interview. For a two year full time contract at the library I've been working at casually this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those of you that have been following this blog for a while know that I have spent all year looking for permanent library work, desperately trying to launch my career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prior to completing my Masters in Librarianship, I thought long and hard about my goals and dreams when it came to work. I knew that I wanted to choose something that I'd find stimulating and challenging for the long term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, if you've read this far, you probably know what's coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I didn't get the job.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I did get a call from the library manager offering me an extended period of three days a week work during the first half of 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which actually suits me better.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3t1Ism6EUA/TuvC554GxuI/AAAAAAAABjw/rsnGkDvb2ZM/s1600/open_window.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3t1Ism6EUA/TuvC554GxuI/AAAAAAAABjw/rsnGkDvb2ZM/s320/open_window.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course I'm still actively looking for permanent, rather than casual, work. But three days a week is much more&amp;nbsp;manageable for me right now with Josh still in primary school. And the fact that we are having an overseas holiday in the middle of next year means that it's nice to not be committed to work and needing to ask for leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So what do you think about the old cliche? Do you believe in the concept of doors and windows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-1003399106669279626?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1003399106669279626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=1003399106669279626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1003399106669279626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1003399106669279626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/doors-windows-and-jobs.html' title='Doors, windows and jobs.'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oc7LYsyqxhc/Tuu7rZvwvuI/AAAAAAAABjo/uOw93-0yjMs/s72-c/ThunderstormRainbow-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3986475707587818387</id><published>2011-12-15T09:08:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T09:08:56.707+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest'/><title type='text'>Oh how pinteresting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://thevintageapple.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="google" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/site/michellevintageapple/files/pinterestingwed.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I'm linking up with Michelle at &lt;a href="http://www.thevintageapple.com/"&gt;The Vintage Apple&lt;/a&gt; for "Oh, How Pinteresting Wednesdays". (Even though it's not actually Wednesday anymore - oops!)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you haven't tried &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, but you love to &lt;b&gt;waste time looking at stuff on the internet&lt;/b&gt;, then you really should head there right now and sign up.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or head over to The Vintage Apple and read Michelle's post and you'll get the drift pretty quickly and see if you think it's something that you'd like to play with.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Confession time: &lt;b&gt;I suck at Pinterest&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm really good at trolling through everyone else's "pins" and "liking" them and "repinning" them. I'm great at wasting&amp;nbsp;eons&amp;nbsp;of time. What I'm not so good at is &lt;b&gt;sourcing great images to pin and share with others&lt;/b&gt;. I guess what I'm saying is that I don't feel like I &lt;b&gt;contribute&lt;/b&gt; much to the experience.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I've figured out why I'm not so good at it. It's because I don't really have a &lt;b&gt;goal&lt;/b&gt; for my Pinteresting. I don't really know &lt;b&gt;why I'm there&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But guess what?!? I've had a &lt;b&gt;brilliant idea&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could use Pinterest as a &lt;b&gt;virtual vision board&lt;/b&gt;. I could pin pictures that represent things that I want to manifest in my life! Please forgive me if I'm far, far behind and eleventy-billion people have already thought of this, but it's a new idea for me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I've thought of it at &lt;b&gt;just the right time&lt;/b&gt;, seeing as it's almost the New Year and the perfect time for setting new goals and having visions!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So stay tuned for my Pinterest pinboards to explode with awesomeness!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the meantime, head on over to The Vintage Apple and check out what everyone else is pinning.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3986475707587818387?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3986475707587818387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3986475707587818387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3986475707587818387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3986475707587818387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-how-pinteresting.html' title='Oh how pinteresting!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-2877671413260284685</id><published>2011-12-13T20:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T20:05:05.466+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Christmas traditions</title><content type='html'>Last week I posted about &lt;b&gt;feeling un-festive&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But today, I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.dillypoochatter.com/2011/12/tis-season.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by a very good blogging friend of mine, Dillypoo. In which Dillypoo explains that she is a reformed Christmas tragic who now focuses on love for family and friends over Christmas, rather than presents and decorations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can I get an AMEN?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dillypoo also linked to &lt;a href="http://eternallizdom.blogspot.com/2011/12/refining-st-nick.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by another fabulous blogger, Liz. Liz has instituted some special traditions in her house, following the lead of St Nicholas, the real Santa Claus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9ci9Q-lh44/TucTzpOIPKI/AAAAAAAABjg/s8H3oYueAfE/s1600/saint-nicolas-380.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9ci9Q-lh44/TucTzpOIPKI/AAAAAAAABjg/s8H3oYueAfE/s1600/saint-nicolas-380.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liz ensures that her children &lt;b&gt;give&lt;/b&gt; as well as receiving on Christmas Day. And she has limited the gifts that they receive by using this catchy little rhyme:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something you want,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something you need,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something you wear,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something you read.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think that this is a pretty good idea. And I'm quite taken with the idea of bring the whole Santa thing back to its origins of giving to the poor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think that I may be &lt;b&gt;trying something new&lt;/b&gt; next Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How about you? What Christmas traditions do you follow? How do you deal with Santa and the huge amount of gifts that children get/want/expect these days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd love your feedback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-2877671413260284685?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2877671413260284685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=2877671413260284685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2877671413260284685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2877671413260284685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-traditions.html' title='Christmas traditions'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9ci9Q-lh44/TucTzpOIPKI/AAAAAAAABjg/s8H3oYueAfE/s72-c/saint-nicolas-380.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-6345638252984526818</id><published>2011-12-12T12:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T12:51:48.537+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>An ode to virtual friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at that! I've managed to attract a couple of new followers!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(I've hardly posted lately, and I can't imagine what has drawn you here, but I think it may be foolish for me to mention that.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome friends!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApJ1Bydyxok/TuVXbMOwInI/AAAAAAAABjQ/_ZNsKnuVasc/s1600/welcome+friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApJ1Bydyxok/TuVXbMOwInI/AAAAAAAABjQ/_ZNsKnuVasc/s320/welcome+friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Every now and then I get an email from Twitter letting me know that I have a new follower, and I'm similarly stymied trying to imagine what on earth I have tweeted that makes me appealing.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh dear, none of this is coming out right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's just that I haven't been particularly active in the social media world of late. I haven't felt very &lt;b&gt;dynamic&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;engaged&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's your favourite social media forum?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mine would have to be &lt;b&gt;Facebook&lt;/b&gt;, for good or for bad, whatever that says about me. I usually check it first thing each morning to see what all my friends and family have been up to and what they've got to say for themselves, and I check in again several times each day if I'm not working. I love it when my news feed is full of photos and links. I like to "like" posts and to share things that I enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I like a lot of blogger's pages, which means that I always get links to their latest posts on my news feed. I also like local and national news pages, which means I often see the headlines via Facebook before the news bulletin airs. I've also discovered inspirational pages, local businesses and online magazines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I enjoy the fact that I catch up with friends and family much more regularly than I would if I relied on seeing them face to face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44owsj8tndE/TuVdU3-X9II/AAAAAAAABjY/y_2SdP85Gyk/s1600/facebook-friends-321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44owsj8tndE/TuVdU3-X9II/AAAAAAAABjY/y_2SdP85Gyk/s320/facebook-friends-321.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some people seem to think that it's a bit tragic to enjoy Facebook and be on it too often.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They think that it means that you don't have much of a real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do you think? Sometimes I feel a bit sheepish about my Facebook "addiction".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But when it comes down to it, &lt;b&gt;I love my virtual friends&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-6345638252984526818?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6345638252984526818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=6345638252984526818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6345638252984526818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6345638252984526818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/ode-to-virtual-friends.html' title='An ode to virtual friends'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApJ1Bydyxok/TuVXbMOwInI/AAAAAAAABjQ/_ZNsKnuVasc/s72-c/welcome+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7855574565632531969</id><published>2011-12-08T12:04:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:53:42.392+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Feeling Un-Festive</title><content type='html'>I'm desperately needing an infusion of &lt;b&gt;Christmas Spirit&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0bAiWV85RMo/TuATfEI4lwI/AAAAAAAABjA/a8D_EKpKhyI/s1600/large_christmas+spirit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0bAiWV85RMo/TuATfEI4lwI/AAAAAAAABjA/a8D_EKpKhyI/s320/large_christmas+spirit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And while I wouldn't say no to alcohol, when I say Christmas Spirit I'm not talking about a few margaritas followed by a bottle of wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm talking about that &lt;b&gt;warm, fuzzy, good-will-towards-men&lt;/b&gt; feeling that I should be getting about now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Confession time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Christmas tree is not up yet and &lt;b&gt;I don't even care&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought myself a &lt;b&gt;very expensive &lt;/b&gt;present today, and I don't even feel excited about it. Just kind of sick about the amount of money that I spent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the positive side of things, I have a &lt;b&gt;job interview&lt;/b&gt; next week. And I've applied for two other jobs that I'm waiting to hear about. So although I think that the timing leaves a little bit to be desired, I'm trying to focus on making the best possible case for myself. And fingers crossed, I might have some regular library work next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also been reminded a lot lately about how &lt;b&gt;very blessed &lt;/b&gt;I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-feoaK6uCwM0/TuAXNvPfBPI/AAAAAAAABjI/eO9RYUWpPh4/s1600/blessings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-feoaK6uCwM0/TuAXNvPfBPI/AAAAAAAABjI/eO9RYUWpPh4/s320/blessings.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas or no Christmas, as long as I have my husband and children, &lt;b&gt;I have everything I need&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I been feeling my heart bursting with love and pride every time I look at my family, or even think about them. I may even have been shedding a few &lt;b&gt;happy tears&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So friends, how are you all feeling about the fast approaching Christmas season? Are you bursting with joy? Struggling a little? Have you got an advice for me to help me start to feel festive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7855574565632531969?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7855574565632531969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7855574565632531969&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7855574565632531969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7855574565632531969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/feeling-un-festive.html' title='Feeling Un-Festive'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0bAiWV85RMo/TuATfEI4lwI/AAAAAAAABjA/a8D_EKpKhyI/s72-c/large_christmas+spirit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3170544670245787971</id><published>2011-12-07T09:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:01:37.420+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>One Interesting Thing for January</title><content type='html'>So, how's December treating you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all busy, busy, busy - right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you've got kids, the &lt;b&gt;end of the school year&lt;/b&gt; brings with it a whole raft of special activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh had his &lt;b&gt;gymnastics display&lt;/b&gt;. I had photography fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dQQJPsIb8E/Tt6aH4wBlQI/AAAAAAAABiw/YVfzmgYvFyw/s1600/endofyear+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dQQJPsIb8E/Tt6aH4wBlQI/AAAAAAAABiw/YVfzmgYvFyw/s1600/endofyear+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is Josh mid leap during his pirate themed tumbling display. He did awesome flips of all kinds, and this is the best that I can do. FAIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alana had her school &lt;b&gt;presentation assembly&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yhzn6TW_xwo/Tt6a-TrFlLI/AAAAAAAABi4/1y-hOYQ1PpQ/s1600/endofyear+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yhzn6TW_xwo/Tt6a-TrFlLI/AAAAAAAABi4/1y-hOYQ1PpQ/s320/endofyear+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alana is the one on the left. Here she is with her besties posing with her certificates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always thought that it is especially bad timing that in Australia, the school year ends just before Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure what the end of the school year is like in other countries, but I imagine that there are recitals and prize-givings and the like, just as we have here. But who needs to be dealing with all these extra events at the same time as they are preparing for Christmas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It means that December is particularly stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And that January is a wasteland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love summer holidays as much as the next person. It's just that January feels particularly empty coming straight after December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids don't have school, and their after school activities are on hiatus for the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I've decided on a plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to try to do &lt;b&gt;one interesting thing&lt;/b&gt; each day of January and &lt;b&gt;blog about it&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Great plan, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you'd like to make any &lt;b&gt;suggestions&lt;/b&gt; for family friendly and budget ideas for me then leave me a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Get &lt;b&gt;creative&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3170544670245787971?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3170544670245787971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3170544670245787971&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3170544670245787971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3170544670245787971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-interesting-thing-for-january.html' title='One Interesting Thing for January'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dQQJPsIb8E/Tt6aH4wBlQI/AAAAAAAABiw/YVfzmgYvFyw/s72-c/endofyear+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5253758601897222380</id><published>2011-11-30T14:26:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T14:56:23.690+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo - putting a positive spin on an epic fail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow! November sure went fast didn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About a week before the start of November I signed up for &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_PHrhqKouc/TtWkzHyl9ZI/AAAAAAAABig/Ltnxc3p0TeA/s1600/writers-block.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_PHrhqKouc/TtWkzHyl9ZI/AAAAAAAABig/Ltnxc3p0TeA/s320/writers-block.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;National (though it's actually &lt;i&gt;international&lt;/i&gt;) Novel Writing Month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setting myself the goal of writing a 50 000 word novel in 30 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What was I thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Certainly not that I'd get called in to work in the library for 12 of those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Certainly not that I'd discover that working 9 am to 5 pm, even only 3 days a week, is hard work when you have a husband, two kids, a dog, a household to run and a part time job running a business from home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Certainly not that my daughter would have end-of-year ballet concerts to get to, with all the extra rehearsals that entails.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Certainly not that the closer and closer we got to December, the busier and busier life would get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I think about it, &lt;i&gt;what was I thinking&lt;/i&gt;!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F-A4Y9bvNDA/TtWn6kgISEI/AAAAAAAABio/lEmUzqu8t_Q/s1600/article-page-main_ehow_images_a07_of_qd_descriptive-writing-ideas-800x800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F-A4Y9bvNDA/TtWn6kgISEI/AAAAAAAABio/lEmUzqu8t_Q/s1600/article-page-main_ehow_images_a07_of_qd_descriptive-writing-ideas-800x800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The idea of NaNoWriMo is to write a novel &lt;i&gt;quick and dirty&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just get the words down on the page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No deleting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As of today, I have written 4 609 words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So you could call my NaNoWriMo attempt an epic fail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or you could say that I gave it a go, made a great start, and can continue writing whenever I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't have to limit myself to a November deadline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's think positive, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5253758601897222380?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5253758601897222380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5253758601897222380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5253758601897222380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5253758601897222380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/nanowrimo-putting-positive-spin-on-epic.html' title='NaNoWriMo - putting a positive spin on an epic fail!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_PHrhqKouc/TtWkzHyl9ZI/AAAAAAAABig/Ltnxc3p0TeA/s72-c/writers-block.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4761125963291208062</id><published>2011-11-24T08:38:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T09:10:31.468+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>It's been two whole weeks since I last posted here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found myself feeling overwhelmed with life, so I made the conscious decision to step back and say "no" to things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even things that I really enjoy, like blogging, because I simply didn't have the extra energy for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd like to encourage you all to follow my example and &lt;b&gt;take care of yourself&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2uGgiEEF6c/Ts1qRIcaqOI/AAAAAAAABiI/EkZYVUFMZFk/s1600/Take-Care-Graphic-03.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2uGgiEEF6c/Ts1qRIcaqOI/AAAAAAAABiI/EkZYVUFMZFk/s1600/Take-Care-Graphic-03.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's no need to worry about me. I'm OK. But I'm only OK because I made sure that I said "no" when I needed to, and I didn't allow guilt to get me to say "yes" when it wasn't right for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you don't need to worry that I've been struggling with difficult situations. I haven't. My life has been full of blessings. Just &lt;b&gt;a little too full&lt;/b&gt;, if you know what I mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Highlights?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alana and I went to see &lt;b&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlv6N_E7aS4/Ts1sOSw-TvI/AAAAAAAABiQ/auLyjMPZYJM/s1600/breakingdawn1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlv6N_E7aS4/Ts1sOSw-TvI/AAAAAAAABiQ/auLyjMPZYJM/s320/breakingdawn1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We enjoyed it, and I thought that Kristin Stewart did a good job of portraying the range of emotions that Bella experiences. But I hate it when they split a book into two movies and you have to wait ages for the second half. Aaaaargh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had some nice weather and I got the chance to wear my new swimsuit to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mztqxo3xjSM/Ts1tkBLMRNI/AAAAAAAABiY/6qNmqut0ZH4/s1600/oceanbeach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mztqxo3xjSM/Ts1tkBLMRNI/AAAAAAAABiY/6qNmqut0ZH4/s320/oceanbeach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, the weather has turned foul since then and we've had nothing but cold and rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In other news, I sent in two job applications and had an interview for a third. Fingers crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How have you all been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4761125963291208062?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4761125963291208062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4761125963291208062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4761125963291208062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4761125963291208062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2uGgiEEF6c/Ts1qRIcaqOI/AAAAAAAABiI/EkZYVUFMZFk/s72-c/Take-Care-Graphic-03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-8790550753348432866</id><published>2011-11-10T11:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:35:31.193+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Did losing weight make me a happier person?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had lunch with some old school friends last weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The great thing is that we have about thirty years (or more!) of history behind us, and whenever we get together we can just pick up where we left off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though we're all very different to each other, we somehow fit together. Even though we work in different industries, we live in different areas, and our partners and family circumstances are all unique, we genuinely like and respect one another. We don't agree on everything, but we're more than happy to allow each other to be true to ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L61qm_tpX5E/TrsSH2-L05I/AAAAAAAABiA/28isDPqm2Kk/s1600/waterfront-promotional1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L61qm_tpX5E/TrsSH2-L05I/AAAAAAAABiA/28isDPqm2Kk/s320/waterfront-promotional1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Here's a&amp;nbsp;gratuitous shot of the cafe where we ate. A stunning location!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The girls hadn't seen me since I lost all my weight. They were suitably impressed and happy that I looked so healthy. But what surprised me was that they all commented about how &lt;b&gt;happy &lt;/b&gt;I looked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They're not the first to comment on the fact that I seem &lt;b&gt;happier&lt;/b&gt; since I lost weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been told several times by different people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've also been told that I am more &lt;b&gt;confident&lt;/b&gt;, more &lt;b&gt;affectionate&lt;/b&gt; and more &lt;b&gt;outgoing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now you might think it's a no-brainer. Of course I'm happier slim and healthy rather than overweight. And I guess that's a reasonable expectation. But I'm not aware that I'm acting any differently. I still feel like the same person, so I'm surprised that I've made such an obvious transformation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, being me, I've been thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I think that I've come up with something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See if it makes sense to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe that I am happier because I have reached a point in my life when I am loving myself and caring for myself. I believe that my weight loss is not the reason that I feel good but is the result of me feeling good.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's just hear that again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I lost weight because I'm happy, rather than being happy because I lost weight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah. I think that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm linking up with &lt;b&gt;Pour Your Heart Out&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/"&gt;Things I Cant' Say&lt;/a&gt;. Click on the button below to visit Shell and read some wonderful, heartfelt posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/pouryourheartout.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-8790550753348432866?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8790550753348432866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=8790550753348432866&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8790550753348432866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8790550753348432866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/did-losing-weight-make-me-happier.html' title='Did losing weight make me a happier person?'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L61qm_tpX5E/TrsSH2-L05I/AAAAAAAABiA/28isDPqm2Kk/s72-c/waterfront-promotional1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-6316015464331950335</id><published>2011-11-04T19:49:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T19:49:27.304+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday confessional'/><title type='text'>Friday Confessional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's time for our weekly confessions! Visit Mamarazzi to link up or just read some confessions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I confess that...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...this NaNoWriMo caper is harder than it looks!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-piuOUvffy6c/TrMOp29l3sI/AAAAAAAABgk/umAtIdNpRUY/s1600/nanowrimo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-piuOUvffy6c/TrMOp29l3sI/AAAAAAAABgk/umAtIdNpRUY/s320/nanowrimo1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;National Novel Writing Month&lt;/a&gt; happens every November.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The goal: to write a 50000 word novel in 30 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't get me wrong. I didn't think it would be easy! I just didn't think it would be this hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The good news is that I have outlined my whole novel. And I think that I've got a good story to tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bad news is that so far I've only written 1689 words. I'm falling behind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think that I've underestimated the number of hours that it takes to peck away at the keyboard and get the words out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know what you're thinking! GET OFF THE BLOG FIONA AND BACK TO YOUR NOVEL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...I may have accidentally boarded the end of year silly season crazy train&amp;nbsp;roller-coaster!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4t03o0rLkQ/TrMVzzCOD7I/AAAAAAAABgs/4ZX_p4HzJkk/s1600/Christmas+Stress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4t03o0rLkQ/TrMVzzCOD7I/AAAAAAAABgs/4ZX_p4HzJkk/s320/Christmas+Stress.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week I shared that I hadn't done any planning for Christmas yet. I still haven't. But I did make a positive decision about how I was going to deal with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I like to do one thing at a time. I like to make a list of what needs to be done and work through it one step at a time.&amp;nbsp;I know that this is the way that I work. I know that I always manage to get everything done in the end. So I decided to just let myself do my thing and not worry about what everyone else is doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what if Christmas planning hasn't made it to the top of my list yet? I'll get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But it's hard to keep calm and carry on, when every day someone is adding something to my list! Excuse me everyone, I have enough to do already. Please stop sending notes home from school, emails, or calling me with helpful suggestions of things I need to do. I have ENOUGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DfYvtAG6HzE/TrMZ3c0_3hI/AAAAAAAABg0/4zKxM-VUGIA/s1600/to-do-list-long1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DfYvtAG6HzE/TrMZ3c0_3hI/AAAAAAAABg0/4zKxM-VUGIA/s320/to-do-list-long1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Want to know what the biggest problem is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;None of the things being added to my list are extraordinary or unreasonable.&amp;nbsp;No-one's&amp;nbsp;being demanding. It's all just completely normal day-to-day running-a-household-and-family stuff. There just seems to be an awful lot of it at the moment. And lots of these things have deadlines that fall before December 25th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What does that mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas is sliding lower and lower down my to-do list. It has almost fallen off the bottom! I'm worried that it will not make it to the top in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so I'm getting tempted to jump right on the crazy train and start stressing. Somebody stop me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What have you got to confess this week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-6316015464331950335?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6316015464331950335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=6316015464331950335&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6316015464331950335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6316015464331950335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-confessional.html' title='Friday Confessional'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-piuOUvffy6c/TrMOp29l3sI/AAAAAAAABgk/umAtIdNpRUY/s72-c/nanowrimo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-9092544509943872324</id><published>2011-11-02T20:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:46:29.030+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what I&apos;m loving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>What I'm Loving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;b&gt;This Kind of Love &lt;/b&gt;for &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://littledaisymay.blogspot.com/"&gt;What I'm Loving Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SCVj9A60hQ/TrEHPNhDl2I/AAAAAAAABgc/uR2QW8okCh8/s1600/WILW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SCVj9A60hQ/TrEHPNhDl2I/AAAAAAAABgc/uR2QW8okCh8/s320/WILW.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm loving...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...Glee! is back &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TV viewing has been pretty lousy lately. There haven't been a lot of choices. Glee! is reliably entertaining and I'm glad that it's back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CU9_tR3GyNc/TrEE9YN_VYI/AAAAAAAABgM/cmDeS2ifB38/s1600/Screen_shot_2010-11-08_at_18.48.51.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="309" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CU9_tR3GyNc/TrEE9YN_VYI/AAAAAAAABgM/cmDeS2ifB38/s320/Screen_shot_2010-11-08_at_18.48.51.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blaine is my favourite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...My new earrings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASvd2nSUU1I/TrEGJ1jnQHI/AAAAAAAABgU/_phbxgEL88Y/s1600/threader+earrings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASvd2nSUU1I/TrEGJ1jnQHI/AAAAAAAABgU/_phbxgEL88Y/s320/threader+earrings.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;I've been wanting earrings like this for forever. Mine are the yellow ones :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...That I've got a day off tomorrow and I can take my doggy Lucy for a nice long walk and do some writing for NaNoWriMo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Working 9 - 5 is kicking my butt! It's going to be so lovely to have some hours at home to potter about. Not that I'm not loving having work, but...you know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://littledaisymay.blogspot.com/"&gt;This Kind of Love&lt;/a&gt; to either link up or read what everyone else is loving today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-9092544509943872324?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9092544509943872324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=9092544509943872324&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/9092544509943872324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/9092544509943872324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-im-loving.html' title='What I&apos;m Loving'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SCVj9A60hQ/TrEHPNhDl2I/AAAAAAAABgc/uR2QW8okCh8/s72-c/WILW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3524646170516152919</id><published>2011-11-01T21:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T21:21:56.716+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top ten tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book reviews'/><title type='text'>Has a book ever made you cry? Definitely yes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working at the library this week, and while I'm loving the work, I'm finding it dreadfully difficult to fit in everything else I'd like to be doing. Like writing a wonderful blog post to link up with &lt;b&gt;The Broke and the Bookish &lt;/b&gt;for &lt;b&gt;Top Ten Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's list is the &lt;a href="http://brokeandbookish.blogspot.com/2011/11/julias-top-ten-books-i-had-strong.html"&gt;Top Ten Books that I had strong emotions over&lt;/a&gt;. (Click the link to visit The Broke and the Bookish.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I like it when a book makes me cry. Or laugh. Or feel gutted and emotionally exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think that a book that elicits a strong emotional reaction from me has done its job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A good book should make me think deeply about an issue, or allow me to identify strongly with a character. A good book will make me laugh out loud, or will cause me to read excerpts of it aloud to anyone within earshot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Books that don't effect me strongly are easily forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my list, but I've run out of time to finish it. So here are four books, and I'm looking forward to reading the other lists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J K Rowling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a tragic Harry Potter fan. I was one of the people that pre-ordered my copy of the book, picked it up on the day it was released, and then locked myself in my bedroom to read it undisturbed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But. I got most of the way through the book and I had to stop. Tears streaming down my face, I closed the book and went to sleep. I knew I'd be able to face the rest of it in the morning, but I just couldn't face it at that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't want to get into spoiler territory here, but I think nearly everyone in the world has either read the book, seen the movie, or both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's just say that when Harry viewed Snape's memories in the pensieve, and knew the enormity of the courage that he would need to face his destiny, I came completely undone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read the book aloud to my children, and choked up big time when I got to that scene. My kids looked at me with disbelief as I struggled to get the words out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. The Montmaray Journals by Michelle Cooper.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/montmaray-journals-by-michelle-cooper.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read my reviews.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love these books. The narrator's voice is delightful! I must admit that I read many passages aloud to whoever was nearby because they were just so delicious! I love it when I am grinning from ear to ear as I read, so aware of how much I am enjoying the experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Click&lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/shiver-by-maggie-stiefvater.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; to read my review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This book was a revelation to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It transported me so completely into Grace and Sam's world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was so divinely bittersweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/thousand-splendid-suns.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read my review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This book is a story of suffering that touched my heart and made me thankful for all the good in my life. I found the hardships described absolutely horrifying and harrowing. My respect for people living in oppressive regimes and war zones grew one thousand fold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://brokeandbookish.blogspot.com/2011/11/julias-top-ten-books-i-had-strong.html"&gt;The Broke and the Bookish&lt;/a&gt; to read the other lists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3524646170516152919?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3524646170516152919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3524646170516152919&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3524646170516152919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3524646170516152919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/has-book-ever-made-you-cry-definitely.html' title='Has a book ever made you cry? Definitely yes.'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-8096401799243463153</id><published>2011-10-28T18:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:35:55.907+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world tour 2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday confessional'/><title type='text'>Confession Time</title><content type='html'>I'm doing the &lt;b&gt;Friday Confessional&lt;/b&gt; again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click the pic to go visit Mamarazzi and play along!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I confess...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...that I'm not finding the planning of my "world tour 2012" very enjoyable.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me catch you up if you're new around here or visiting from Mamarazzi's. My family is going on a big, awesome, round-the-world holiday next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-me10i3u0lZ8/Tqo-qpcu-lI/AAAAAAAABf8/EW6fgyvxdCM/s1600/round_the_world_trip_flight.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-me10i3u0lZ8/Tqo-qpcu-lI/AAAAAAAABf8/EW6fgyvxdCM/s320/round_the_world_trip_flight.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a very big deal and it is going to be awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it's not even just in the wishin' and hopin' stage; it's really happening! We have forked over our thousands of dollars for the flights. We are visiting our travel consultant tomorrow to spend some more money. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I've got to admit that trolling through brochures and surfing the internet, comparing prices and making lists, is getting old real fast. And when Chris and I talk about it, some very real cracks are starting to appear in the "perfect holiday plans", given that he and I have very different personalities and, I think, ver different expectations for the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope that the travel consultant is not called upon to do some impromptu marriage counseling tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...that I have not done a thing so far to prepare for Christmas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pR2l2jITY6c/TqpKZAawZKI/AAAAAAAABgE/ITenEGhDPB8/s1600/ChristmasBinder+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pR2l2jITY6c/TqpKZAawZKI/AAAAAAAABgE/ITenEGhDPB8/s320/ChristmasBinder+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No. Just no. Not a hope in hell that I'll ever have something like this for Christmas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please don't tell me how many shopping days are left until Christmas. I don't want to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have no idea what I'm buying for the kids, or what to tell other relatives to get for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have no idea what I'm buying for the assorted relatives that I need to buy for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas cards? With a cute picture of the kids/family on them? Haven't done them since 2001. Seriously. I buy my Christmas cards in the supermarket and send them off in reply to cards that I receive. I know. I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...that I signed up for NaNoWriMo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not in the know, NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month. Yes, novel writing. In a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the month of November, I'm going to be madly scrambling to write in every spare moment to reach the magical goal of 50000 words (yes, you read that right!) and get this novel out of my head and onto the page. Pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find out more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well that's all for me. What do you have to confess?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-8096401799243463153?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8096401799243463153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=8096401799243463153&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8096401799243463153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8096401799243463153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/confession-time.html' title='Confession Time'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-me10i3u0lZ8/Tqo-qpcu-lI/AAAAAAAABf8/EW6fgyvxdCM/s72-c/round_the_world_trip_flight.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3561456277494061643</id><published>2011-10-27T19:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T19:51:01.939+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>I'm linking up with &lt;b&gt;Thankful Thursday&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;kate says stuff&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ecMfrpxVFGk/TqkaG5XxnKI/AAAAAAAABfs/heCD4gwH6kU/s1600/thankful-thursday-button.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ecMfrpxVFGk/TqkaG5XxnKI/AAAAAAAABfs/heCD4gwH6kU/s1600/thankful-thursday-button.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odjyMgn9a34/TqdllUwid6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/s0vTY97qfss/s1600/thankful-thursday-button.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit Kate and link up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in being thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe that our minds are very powerful. How we think and what we think about has a huge impact on what we experience in our daily lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I try to practise gratitude every day. As someone who has been through a bout of depression, I know that for me, gratitude is an important tool that I use to maintain my mental health. Focusing on the positive is a great way for me to develop&amp;nbsp;resilience&amp;nbsp;and the strength to face challenges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course, I'm always thankful for my husband and children. That's a given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today &lt;b&gt;I'm thankful for...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...my library&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KpPQqUlAVoc/TqdB81uWBkI/AAAAAAAABfU/DxqsTdqDDAg/s1600/love+my+library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KpPQqUlAVoc/TqdB81uWBkI/AAAAAAAABfU/DxqsTdqDDAg/s1600/love+my+library.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now those of you who regularly read my blog will know that I'm a recently graduated Librarian. So you may think that I'm giving myself a bit of a rap here! But I'm not kidding. I'm so thankful that I have easy access to information via my local public library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I use my library a lot. I've currently got seven items out on loan, including a book and CD set to help me learn Italian! I borrow lots of fiction from&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;the genres; if I don't like a book I don't have to force&amp;nbsp;myself&amp;nbsp;to finish it. I just return it and try again! I also read a lot of non-fiction, and my library allows me to borrow big beautiful books that would cost a fortune if I were to buy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Long live libraries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...possibilities&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ReBw3xlcwYE/TqdcfLzxK-I/AAAAAAAABfc/9VQIviiq5fE/s1600/Dawn_-_swifts_creek02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ReBw3xlcwYE/TqdcfLzxK-I/AAAAAAAABfc/9VQIviiq5fE/s320/Dawn_-_swifts_creek02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day brings new opportunities. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that I'm not finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...more work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdqltovpGvI/Tqka7_Rbd8I/AAAAAAAABf0/moOZo3FItL0/s1600/ourimbah+library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdqltovpGvI/Tqka7_Rbd8I/AAAAAAAABf0/moOZo3FItL0/s1600/ourimbah+library.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since starting to write this post I've received a phone call from my boss at the library where I work casually, offering me four more weeks of work! Hooray! I'm so thankful for the opportunity to gain more experience and for the fact that this time I'm on a contract and will start to accrue sick leave and holiday leave. What a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you thankful for today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3561456277494061643?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3561456277494061643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3561456277494061643&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3561456277494061643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3561456277494061643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ecMfrpxVFGk/TqkaG5XxnKI/AAAAAAAABfs/heCD4gwH6kU/s72-c/thankful-thursday-button.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7621929731220131943</id><published>2011-10-26T20:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:02:33.824+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what I&apos;m loving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>What I'm Loving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm linking up with &lt;b&gt;What I'm Loving Wednesday &lt;/b&gt;at &lt;b&gt;This Kind of Love&lt;/b&gt;. I want to get this post up while it's still Wednesday here at my place, so I'm hitting publish even though the beautiful Jamie at This Kind of Love hasn't posted the linky yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CkOSp6GJ5Yc/TqeSVXvhQ6I/AAAAAAAABfk/Zz0uUkQeKG8/s1600/WILW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CkOSp6GJ5Yc/TqeSVXvhQ6I/AAAAAAAABfk/Zz0uUkQeKG8/s320/WILW.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click here to visit &lt;a href="http://littledaisymay.blogspot.com/"&gt;This Kind of Love&lt;/a&gt;. (Link will take you to the home page.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm loving...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...warmer weather&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edSyUahaKUQ/TqYjqxV3SOI/AAAAAAAABfE/MhKdkvOEGUI/s1600/girl-on-beach-with-shoe-contest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edSyUahaKUQ/TqYjqxV3SOI/AAAAAAAABfE/MhKdkvOEGUI/s320/girl-on-beach-with-shoe-contest.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spring weather is unpredictable. One day it's pleasantly warm and sunshiny, the next it's cold and rainy. But this past week we've had a few warm (even hot!) days, and I've finally been able to wear some of my new summer clothes. I've worn my new shorts, denim skirt and sundress - all three items are above-the-knee! (And the dress is sleeveless!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm loving feeling comfortable to wear hot-weather-appropriate outfits, and I'm finding that now that I'm at a healthy weight, I don't feel as uncomfortable and tired in the hot weather as I used to. I think it's going to be a great summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...wearing my hair curly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the type of hair that, depending on the weather, or how I've styled it, or how it's been cut, can be curly, wavy or straight. (Or, of course, frizzy.) Usually I blow dry the front of my hair straight and try to make the rest of it sit smooth in nice controlled waves. But lately I've discovered that if I just let it be when I wash it, it dries nice and curly and doesn't look half bad! As I write, however, the weather is rainy and I've got a ferocious frizz going on because I didn't blow dry it. I need to find something that I can put on dry hair to keep the frizz at bay. I think I need to get me some of that fancy&amp;nbsp;Moroccan Oil that my hairdresser uses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...sharing encouragement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, pages that I "like" on Facebook publish photos that are posters featuring inspirational and encouraging quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGtl7XO7qXo/TqY1iLWP9jI/AAAAAAAABfM/p2_ex0r7t7k/s1600/don%2527t+look+back2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGtl7XO7qXo/TqY1iLWP9jI/AAAAAAAABfM/p2_ex0r7t7k/s1600/don%2527t+look+back2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to click "share" so I can pass on the inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you loving?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7621929731220131943?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7621929731220131943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7621929731220131943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7621929731220131943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7621929731220131943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-im-loving.html' title='What I&apos;m Loving'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CkOSp6GJ5Yc/TqeSVXvhQ6I/AAAAAAAABfk/Zz0uUkQeKG8/s72-c/WILW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-1711697271159680286</id><published>2011-10-25T15:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T15:10:14.106+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top ten tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book reviews'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Books to read during Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm joining in with &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://brokeandbookish.blogspot.com/2011/10/ten-books-perfect-for-reading-around.html"&gt;Top Ten Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;a href="http://brokeandbookish.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Broke and the Bookish&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to list the &lt;b&gt;top ten books to read during Halloween&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel that, being Australian, I have a distinct disadvantage in this task. Halloween just isn't celebrated as a holiday here in Australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course we know what day it falls on (October 31st, right?).&amp;nbsp;When I was a child, Halloween was a holiday that we only saw on TV via American sitcoms. As I grew older and children obviously watched more TV and became better at nagging parents, small numbers of trick-or-treaters began appearing on the streets, wearing half-baked, home made costumes and carrying plastic grocery bags to collect their booty. Unfortunately, many householders were caught unawares and without lollies to give out. "I'm sorry, we don't celebrate Halloween," was commonly heard. (NB: lollies = candy.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nowadays, a significant minority of children successfully beg their parents to be allowed to trick-or-treat. Their costumes generally aren't much better, and you still won't see more than a handful carrying specially designed Halloween lolly bags.&amp;nbsp;Despite every retailer's attempt to get us to buy Halloween related merchandise, most Australians just can't fathom spending money on something that will only be used for a couple of hours on one night of the year. A night of the year that has no personal relevance for them. Despite this, most householders are now prepared with a small bowl of lollies to give out, but can't imagine going to the trouble of decorating their house or having a party. I'm sure there are some exceptions, but adult Australians don't dress up for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyB6Uxhi45I/TqYAlIs7HAI/AAAAAAAABe8/bkD-wO8wdNw/s1600/halloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyB6Uxhi45I/TqYAlIs7HAI/AAAAAAAABe8/bkD-wO8wdNw/s320/halloween.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, enough about that. I'm supposed to be talking about books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm going to start with some books that I have read, and enjoyed, with supernatural themes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/discovery-of-witches.html"&gt;A Discovery of Witches&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Deborah Harkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Click the link to read my review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/shiver-by-maggie-stiefvater.html"&gt;Shiver&lt;/a&gt; and Linger by Maggie Stiefvater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Linger&lt;/em&gt;, just like&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Shiver&lt;/em&gt;, is about love. It is heartbreaking, uplifting, devastating and beautiful. Stiefvater creates a fantasy inhabited by characters that are intensely human and real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You must read these books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Don't get me started on the fact that I haven't yet read the third book of the series, &lt;i&gt;Forever. &lt;/i&gt;I'm going to borrow it from my local library just as soon as it becomes available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;The &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/07/dead-in-family-with-pictures-of-eric.html"&gt;Sookie Stackhouse&lt;/a&gt; (or Southern Vampires) Series by Charlaine Harris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;These are the books that inspire True Blood. Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;/b&gt;The &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/grave-secret-by-charlaine-harris.html"&gt;Harper Connelly&lt;/a&gt; Series by Charlaine Harris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually like these even better than the Sookie Stackhouse ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;/b&gt;The &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/almost-too-busy-to-read.html"&gt;Otherworld&lt;/a&gt; Series by Kelley Armstrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just about to start &lt;i&gt;Broken&lt;/i&gt;, book six in the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I could continue. Now that I think about it, I do read a lot of books with supernatural themes! &lt;/b&gt;However, because I think of Halloween as a children's holiday, I'm going to suggest some kids books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/skulduggery-pleasant-by-derek-landy.html"&gt;Skulduggery Pleasant&lt;/a&gt; by Derek Landy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. &lt;/b&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.scholastic.com/goosebumps/books_audio/index.htm"&gt;Goosebumps&lt;/a&gt; Series by R.L. Stine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/holidays/halloween/kids-books/i-spy-spooky-night.html"&gt;I Spy Spooky Night&lt;/a&gt; by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jean Marzollo, Walter Wick (Illustrator).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids loved the I Spy books when they were younger. They used to have races to see who could find all the items on the list first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/holidays/halloween/kids-books/miss-fionas-pumpkin-pies.html"&gt;Miss Fiona's Stupendous Pumpkin Pies&lt;/a&gt; by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mark Kimball Moulton, Karen Hillard Crouch (Illustrator).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I couldn't resist this book that I found via the &lt;a href="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/"&gt;Apples for the Teacher&lt;/a&gt; website, given that my name is Fiona! Reading the review, it sounds like it has a nice positive message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://childrensbooks.about.com/od/productreviews/fr/ng_halloween.htm"&gt;Celebrate Halloween&lt;/a&gt; from National Geographic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I've included this book because some kids prefer to read non-fiction. Also, given that I live in Australia where, as I've indicated, we don't celebrate Halloween or really understand the traditions, I thought it was a necessary inclusion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you've enjoyed this list, then go visit the &lt;a href="http://brokeandbookish.blogspot.com/2011/10/ten-books-perfect-for-reading-around.html"&gt;linky post&lt;/a&gt; and read some more suggestions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-1711697271159680286?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1711697271159680286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=1711697271159680286&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1711697271159680286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1711697271159680286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/top-ten-books-to-read-during-halloween.html' title='Top Ten Books to read during Halloween'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyB6Uxhi45I/TqYAlIs7HAI/AAAAAAAABe8/bkD-wO8wdNw/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-1126983767817648084</id><published>2011-10-24T13:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:30:03.368+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world tour 2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Search'/><title type='text'>Let's catch up!</title><content type='html'>How about I catch you up on what I've been up to, 'kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have tickets to see The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77RoyqTtFT8/TqTEq_MvjnI/AAAAAAAABe0/K45-Mw9DRds/s1600/the_twilight_saga_breaking_dawn_part_1_2011_movie_posters_wallpapers_background_02-t2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77RoyqTtFT8/TqTEq_MvjnI/AAAAAAAABe0/K45-Mw9DRds/s1600/the_twilight_saga_breaking_dawn_part_1_2011_movie_posters_wallpapers_background_02-t2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I told you I'm a sucker for the teen stuff! How about you? Are you on board for another episode of sparkly vampires and shirtless werewolves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alana and I have read the books and watched the movies. We've chosen our seats and printed out our advance purchase tickets. We're ready to go! Come on November 18!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The kids' passports arrived today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And guess what? &lt;b&gt;We've booked and paid for our round the world airplane tickets. &lt;/b&gt;No way! &lt;b&gt;WAAAAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I made a photobook using &lt;a href="http://www.snapfish.com.au/snapfishau/welcome"&gt;snapfish&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to scrapbook, once upon a time. But then I stopped using film and started taking all my photos digitally. And got really lazy about printing them out. So all my family photos from the last few years are either sitting in a file folder on my computer or in a Facebook album or on this blog. For shame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm getting together with some girls I went to school with in a couple of weeks time. We try to get together once or twice a year. Sometimes we make it a family affair and all bring our partners and kids, but this time we're just doing a girls-only lunch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the girls suggested that we should each bring along some photos of the kids, and that's what prompted me to get my act together and put together a little album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found snapfish easy to use and good value.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How about you? Do you scrapbook? Make digital albums?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still don't have a&amp;nbsp;permanent library job.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The whole looking-for-work thing is getting me down. I've done some casual work in a library and I loved it. I believe that I did a good job and that my employer would like to give me more work if it becomes available. I also know that if something permanent or some contract work comes up, I'll have to apply and interview along with everyone else. No guarantees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jobs that I'm seeing advertised are generally for librarians with a significant amount of experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really don't mind starting at the bottom. I'm just more than ready to get up, get dressed, put my makeup on and go to work in the morning. I also have all kinds of ambitions for my career, and I can't really make a start on it until I have a job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So there you go, you're all caught up! &lt;/b&gt;What have you been up to?&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-1126983767817648084?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1126983767817648084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=1126983767817648084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1126983767817648084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1126983767817648084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/lets-catch-up.html' title='Let&apos;s catch up!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77RoyqTtFT8/TqTEq_MvjnI/AAAAAAAABe0/K45-Mw9DRds/s72-c/the_twilight_saga_breaking_dawn_part_1_2011_movie_posters_wallpapers_background_02-t2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3662105576385757902</id><published>2011-10-21T20:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T20:45:44.297+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday confessional'/><title type='text'>Confession is Good for the Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/FridayConfessionalMamarazzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I confess...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...that I am using a fellow blogger's linky meme to give my blogging a little bit of a pep up.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been feeling unfocused with my blogging lately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lacking inspiration.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I've been on the lookout for some blogs that host regular linkups. I thought that joining in would give me some much needed motivation to write about a given topic.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I confess that if linking up with Mamarazzi's Friday Confessional brings me a few more readers and/or followers, that wouldn't be such a bad thing either.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I confess...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...that I'm finding this a little bit harder than I thought I would.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's pretty easy to write something flippant and leave it at that; it's harder to share something of myself in truth.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm going to try to walk the middle ground here.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I confess...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...that I like wine. A lot. And I have to be careful, when I'm relaxed and enjoying myself, not to drink too much of it. Or I might get a bit tipsy. Which is fine, but not so much when I'm at a family gathering with the kids in tow.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I confess...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...that I like teen-centred TV shows waaaay too much for a woman my age. I think I may be suffering from a case of arrested development. I'm ever so happy watching things set in high schools full of teen angst. The Vampire Diaries being my latest crush. I've been like this for a long time. I don't think that I'm likely to grow out of it any time soon.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So that's me for today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you've got something to confess, click on the pic at the top of this post and visit Mamarazzi.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3662105576385757902?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3662105576385757902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3662105576385757902&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3662105576385757902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3662105576385757902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/confession-is-good-for-soul.html' title='Confession is Good for the Soul'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-9185241352744208572</id><published>2011-10-21T08:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T08:40:49.836+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Breast Cancer Awareness Month</title><content type='html'>October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a breast cancer survivor, and I'd like to remind you all to &lt;b&gt;take care of yourself&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and make sure that you know your breasts, know your risk, and know the best way to make sure that you stay healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm linking &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/look-after-your-boobies-girlies.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to a post that I wrote earlier this year on the subject. &lt;b&gt;Go read it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkK5bxhdPeY/TqCTiotNY1I/AAAAAAAABes/b361O2c4y-Q/s1600/breast-cancer-awareness-month.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkK5bxhdPeY/TqCTiotNY1I/AAAAAAAABes/b361O2c4y-Q/s1600/breast-cancer-awareness-month.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you live in Australia and would like more information about Breast Cancer, try &lt;a href="http://www.nbcf.org.au/page.asp?category_id=5&amp;amp;page_id=6"&gt;this page&lt;/a&gt; of useful links from The National Breast Cancer Foundation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you live elsewhere in the world, please leave a link to your local information source in the comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And remember to &lt;b&gt;pass it on &lt;/b&gt;to the other women in your life - remind them to look after themselves too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-9185241352744208572?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9185241352744208572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=9185241352744208572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/9185241352744208572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/9185241352744208572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/breast-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='Breast Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkK5bxhdPeY/TqCTiotNY1I/AAAAAAAABes/b361O2c4y-Q/s72-c/breast-cancer-awareness-month.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7840580281709786721</id><published>2011-10-17T21:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:14:48.799+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>The post in which I wish that my kids would go to bed earlier.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately I've been finding myself getting a bit frustrated at around 8:30 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I long for the days when by that time of night my children were safely tucked away in bed, fast asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back in those days, at 8:30 pm I would be settling in for some quality TV viewing. Or reading a book. Or I'd watch TV for an hour and then head to bed with a book. It's what I like to do at that time of night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those days are long gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nowadays at 8:30 pm my house is a hive of activity. The kids are completing homework, or You Tubing or Facebooking or watching TV. They're still hungry, and are begging for some dessert, or they're just arriving home from dance class or some other activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These days our bedtime routine doesn't even start until 8:30 pm, when I make some noises about having showers and brushing teeth and "wouldn't they like to go to bed with a book?". The kids aren't "safely tucked away in bed" until at least 9:30 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All this is putting a serious crimp in my preferred nightly routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been pushing back against it for a long time. Trying to pretend that it's not happening and that I can somehow magic it all back to the way it used to be. I've been in denial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I realised that life is about change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can't stop things from changing, you just have to be prepared to be flexible and adjust as necessary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because any animal that doesn't evolve will become extinct. And I don't want to become extinct!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what am I doing differently? Not much so far, but my attitude is different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And let's face it, attitude is everything. I find that when I face situations with a positive attitude things just fall into place more easily.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so, at 9:10 pm, I'm writing this blog post while Alana does her maths homework beside me. And soon I'll just take myself off to bed to read for a while. I can always get back up again if I'm needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How do you go at facing change? Do you&amp;nbsp;rebel against it like me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7840580281709786721?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7840580281709786721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7840580281709786721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7840580281709786721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7840580281709786721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/post-in-which-i-wish-that-my-kids-would.html' title='The post in which I wish that my kids would go to bed earlier.'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5248945598035843832</id><published>2011-10-12T13:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:24:01.732+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap. World Tour 2012'/><title type='text'>It's all happening!</title><content type='html'>Hey there dear readers, I'm feeling a bit manic today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have moved into overdrive on the whole &lt;b&gt;World Tour 2012&lt;/b&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the World Tour 2012? Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It started off as a little idea I had of doing a house swap. I put out the call to see if anyone wanted to come and stay at my place in Australia and let my family stay in their house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was lucky enough to receive two offers of&amp;nbsp;accommodation, one in England and one in the US. Thus the idea for a "World Tour" was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I've been fluffing about trying to do some planning here and there while waiting for the &lt;b&gt;optimum time &lt;/b&gt;to book our tickets. I had a travel consultant put together a proposal for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago, and suddenly &lt;b&gt;everything's happening&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've had to fill out forms and get photos taken for the kids' passports. Who doesn't love filling out forms? I also had to find someone to sign the kids' photos to confirm that it really &lt;b&gt;is &lt;/b&gt;them. Then I have to take the kids to the post office for a "passport interview". I can't tell you &lt;b&gt;how much fun &lt;/b&gt;it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the same time, we discovered that the travel consultant who put together our proposal has left the travel agent. She doesn't work there any more. The fares that she put together for us are no longer available. We have to start from scratch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I freaked out a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And went to three different travel agents and sat down with three different travel consultants in one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now I have some tickets on hold that have to be paid for ASAP and it's all happening &lt;b&gt;so fast&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got travel consultants waiting on my call. And I've discovered that I'm actually quite good at diplomatically telling someone that I've decided to &lt;b&gt;go another way&lt;/b&gt;. But I'm still finding it stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It will be a lovely relief when we've handed over our thousands of dollars and I know that everything is &lt;b&gt;locked in&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5248945598035843832?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5248945598035843832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5248945598035843832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5248945598035843832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5248945598035843832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-all-happening.html' title='It&apos;s all happening!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4438851348398339429</id><published>2011-10-07T19:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T19:23:52.414+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>A Confession</title><content type='html'>So. Where do you stand on the issue of Intellectual Property?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever broken a copyright law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pirated DVD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do you do when a TV show that you love isn't showing in your country but is available online?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think you can see where this discussion is going...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--lXU_X-SBdY/To6z6rQbyoI/AAAAAAAABeo/fMbYIziIoBc/s1600/vampirediaries3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--lXU_X-SBdY/To6z6rQbyoI/AAAAAAAABeo/fMbYIziIoBc/s1600/vampirediaries3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Vampire Diaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's the story of my love affair with this show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stumbled upon Season 1 showing on &lt;a href="http://go.ninemsn.com.au/"&gt;Go! TV&lt;/a&gt;. As soon as the season was available on DVD, I bought it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Season 2 also showed on Go! Each episode was "fast tracked" from the US, meaning that we were only days behind. As long as I didn't read too many blog posts or follow too many Twitter users that tweeted spoilers, I could enjoy the Season along with everyone else. As soon as the season was available on DVD, I bought it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which brings us to Season 3. Four episodes have aired in the US. And Go! doesn't have an airing date yet. Grrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enter &lt;a href="http://www.free-tv-video-online.me/"&gt;Project Free TV&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Would you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I consider myself pretty law-abiding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't download the episodes to my computer. I don't distribute the episodes to anyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just watch the episodes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And when the season is available on DVD, I'll buy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do you think? How bad is this on a scale of one to ten?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And what do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4438851348398339429?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4438851348398339429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4438851348398339429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4438851348398339429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4438851348398339429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/confession.html' title='A Confession'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--lXU_X-SBdY/To6z6rQbyoI/AAAAAAAABeo/fMbYIziIoBc/s72-c/vampirediaries3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-777873382745319082</id><published>2011-10-04T18:16:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T18:16:34.404+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>Date night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a girl. She was sixteen and had her whole life ahead of her. So many choices, so many possibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the girl woke up and was forty. Wait. What???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For my fortieth birthday I thought it would be really nice if Chris and I went out to a fancy restaurant. Not just the local Italian place down the road. A &lt;b&gt;really, really fancy restaurant&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so....&lt;b&gt;the date night to rival all date nights&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5rcOF-kO2I/TopGVTJrgRI/AAAAAAAABdk/6D3nH-EFXvk/s1600/date+night+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5rcOF-kO2I/TopGVTJrgRI/AAAAAAAABdk/6D3nH-EFXvk/s320/date+night+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am getting ready. I'm sure you're sick of &lt;b&gt;dodgy in-front-of-the-mirror outfit shots&lt;/b&gt; by now. Sorry. But I thought you'd like to see the beautiful new dress that my mum and dad bought me for my birthday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, the weather was not&amp;nbsp;accommodating. So I had to pair my dress with some tights and a jacket to avoid hypothermia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkL_ZVmYsQ0/TopLBieI9JI/AAAAAAAABeA/fZnPleKUaVA/s1600/date+night.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkL_ZVmYsQ0/TopLBieI9JI/AAAAAAAABeA/fZnPleKUaVA/s320/date+night.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here we are all ready to go. I think it's cute that &lt;b&gt;we look positively giddy with excitement&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First we headed off to the movies to see &lt;i&gt;Crazy Stupid Love.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Which turned out to be the perfect date movie, especially for a forty-year-old couple who've been together since they were sixteen and were celebrating the fact that they're still in love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here we are in the cinema...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-juNixKloX10/TopGaQ40kNI/AAAAAAAABdo/8BmjkoWqK1k/s1600/date+night+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-juNixKloX10/TopGaQ40kNI/AAAAAAAABdo/8BmjkoWqK1k/s320/date+night+007.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know the photo is ridiculous, but I thought I'd share anyway. By the way, does anyone know &lt;b&gt;how to take photos in the dark on your iPhone&lt;/b&gt;? Is there any way to get a flash? Maybe an app?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then we headed off on the Manly Ferry to Circular Quay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For those of you who are not Australian, I'll share a little bit about the Manly Ferry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The thirty minute voyage between Manly Wharf and Circular Quay is an &lt;b&gt;iconic Sydney experience&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XujJXK-L2xE/TopUeLZYtkI/AAAAAAAABeI/3isUQ0rOnaU/s1600/manly+ferry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XujJXK-L2xE/TopUeLZYtkI/AAAAAAAABeI/3isUQ0rOnaU/s1600/manly+ferry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though Bondi is the best known Sydney beach overseas, Manly is just as well known here and is on the north side of Sydney Harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6rfGm297Aww/TopUdSaX7pI/AAAAAAAABeE/gMekjBHiD14/s1600/manly-beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6rfGm297Aww/TopUdSaX7pI/AAAAAAAABeE/gMekjBHiD14/s320/manly-beach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The trip to and from Manly takes you right past the Harbour Bridge and the Opera House, so you get plenty of great photo opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swell was larger than usual on our trip so it was a bit rough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-dV8XWFJpk/TopVammG3WI/AAAAAAAABeQ/giHO1gOPNLo/s1600/date+night+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-dV8XWFJpk/TopVammG3WI/AAAAAAAABeQ/giHO1gOPNLo/s320/date+night+009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Opera House...our next destination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnvxP9lG1Gk/ToqqYM1GPhI/AAAAAAAABeU/lIHWyUf3JX4/s1600/date+night+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnvxP9lG1Gk/ToqqYM1GPhI/AAAAAAAABeU/lIHWyUf3JX4/s320/date+night+017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a little &lt;b&gt;pre-dinner drinkypoo&lt;/b&gt; at Opera Bar. Here's a &lt;a href="http://www.operabar.com.au/#/drinks/cocktails"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to the cocktail menu, in case you're interested. I had "Buds and Bubbles". Of course I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nfjgN7DmB8/Toqqnbzt_CI/AAAAAAAABeY/hm_j5QsfBj8/s1600/OPERABAR+IMAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nfjgN7DmB8/Toqqnbzt_CI/AAAAAAAABeY/hm_j5QsfBj8/s320/OPERABAR+IMAGE.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally it was time for &lt;b&gt;the main event&lt;/b&gt; - dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.ariarestaurant.com/default.asp?action=article&amp;amp;ID=21609"&gt;Aria&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYmQRtS5v2Q/Toqurtf-w0I/AAAAAAAABec/Qu4dxA99sfE/s1600/date+night+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYmQRtS5v2Q/Toqurtf-w0I/AAAAAAAABec/Qu4dxA99sfE/s320/date+night+019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aria is celebrity chef Matt Moran's restaurant. It's pretty fancy. We felt just a &lt;b&gt;teeny-tiny bit intimidated&lt;/b&gt; as we went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we had a delightfully friendly and helpful waitress and we also engaged the services of the &lt;b&gt;sommelier&lt;/b&gt; (wine guy!). I told you it was fancy! Between us we managed to put together a menu that was just delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFwYNUOx2aY/Toqwya6LDCI/AAAAAAAABeg/0oBng8EgeAU/s1600/date+night+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFwYNUOx2aY/Toqwya6LDCI/AAAAAAAABeg/0oBng8EgeAU/s320/date+night+021.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to look classy taking photos in a fancy restaurant, but here I am with my entree - &lt;b&gt;Scallops&lt;/b&gt; spiced and roasted with glazed witlof, pistachios and dried apricots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my main - &lt;b&gt;Snapper&lt;/b&gt; seared fillet with chorizo, zucchini, lemon and a romesco sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkOTEklOmBo/Toqx580tWMI/AAAAAAAABek/zmXu5CCXaN8/s1600/date+night+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkOTEklOmBo/Toqx580tWMI/AAAAAAAABek/zmXu5CCXaN8/s320/date+night+022.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could show you a photo of my dessert as well, but I just couldn't fit one in! Believe me, &lt;b&gt;I wasn't thinking about the points&lt;/b&gt;. I would have eaten one if I possibly could. In the end, I couldn't even drink all my "Fall in Love" tea (tea infused with rose, vanilla and chocolate - absolutely divine!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I had such a wonderful time that I wanted to share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best date you've had?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-777873382745319082?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/777873382745319082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=777873382745319082&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/777873382745319082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/777873382745319082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/date-night.html' title='Date night!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5rcOF-kO2I/TopGVTJrgRI/AAAAAAAABdk/6D3nH-EFXvk/s72-c/date+night+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7524996961829074168</id><published>2011-09-30T09:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:02:35.053+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Josh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was Josh's 11th birthday yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6bj6psy37E/ToT0bJ0OPtI/AAAAAAAABdE/cYFvnNBAjLA/s1600/Josh+bday+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6bj6psy37E/ToT0bJ0OPtI/AAAAAAAABdE/cYFvnNBAjLA/s320/Josh+bday+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here he is, just chillin', playing his new Pokemon game on his DS while watching something on&amp;nbsp;YouTube. Who said males can't multitask?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had what was, in my humble opinion, a great day! Relaxing and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-pU7XIQ1oA/ToT2kRw3Y2I/AAAAAAAABdI/xz4j1kwptZA/s1600/Josh+bday+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-pU7XIQ1oA/ToT2kRw3Y2I/AAAAAAAABdI/xz4j1kwptZA/s320/Josh+bday+007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Josh wanted to go&amp;nbsp;ice skating&amp;nbsp;for his birthday outing. In my house, the kids take turns having birthday parties. This year it was Alana's turn, which means that Josh got to choose a fun family outing instead. He and Alana had a lot of fun on the ice while I tried to stave off frostbite with a cappuccino from the "cafe". I'm not even kidding. I wore a scarf and gloves and still my fingers and toes went numb. One of my fingers in particular went an alarming shade of grey! Luckily I appear to have no lasting injuries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After skating we came home and just hung out playing with toys and games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fysQXUBEpjU/ToT3rF7OGMI/AAAAAAAABdM/hzkkmTpCU5w/s1600/Josh+bday+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fysQXUBEpjU/ToT3rF7OGMI/AAAAAAAABdM/hzkkmTpCU5w/s320/Josh+bday+005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5j4WmuHXLJc/ToT38Eo9UHI/AAAAAAAABdQ/r45CO8yg_GE/s1600/Josh+bday+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5j4WmuHXLJc/ToT38Eo9UHI/AAAAAAAABdQ/r45CO8yg_GE/s320/Josh+bday+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When Chris got home from work we went out to dinner at Gourmet Pizza Kitchen - Josh's favourite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6i5NTXFaRI/ToT4Th7ElaI/AAAAAAAABdU/inbD_-dK_Io/s1600/Josh+bday+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6i5NTXFaRI/ToT4Th7ElaI/AAAAAAAABdU/inbD_-dK_Io/s320/Josh+bday+009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a fantastic time at dinner - laughing the whole time. I love these guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tuXN4pKZbeA/ToT4qa67czI/AAAAAAAABdY/kAODY23Sop0/s1600/Josh+bday+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tuXN4pKZbeA/ToT4qa67czI/AAAAAAAABdY/kAODY23Sop0/s320/Josh+bday+011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Josh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7524996961829074168?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7524996961829074168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7524996961829074168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7524996961829074168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7524996961829074168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-josh.html' title='Happy Birthday Josh'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6bj6psy37E/ToT0bJ0OPtI/AAAAAAAABdE/cYFvnNBAjLA/s72-c/Josh+bday+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5313529094871171691</id><published>2011-09-29T14:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T14:38:54.302+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><title type='text'>Lurking in the corner? Leave me a comment :)</title><content type='html'>Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you, my lovely reader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you tick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you love? Hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What posts of mine make you think? Laugh? Cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Part of the reason that I blog is the sense of having an audience. A readership. And unlike other writing forums, in which the readership is largely silent and unknown, when I blog I know that my readers can continue the conversation. They can talk back. Easily. Immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's what the comments are for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I won't lie to you. Of course it's great when I receive a positive response in which the reader lets me know that they enjoyed what I wrote. I enjoy words of affirmation probably more than the next person. It's my "love language"; how I express my love to others and how I like to receive love. So praise me - please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But really I'd just like to know that you're out there. And get to know you a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So please, if you read anything on this blog that touches you or angers you or makes you question something or interests you; if you have comments, criticism or questions; then leave me a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I receive an email every time someone leaves a comment on my blog. I then reply directly to the comment via email. I love to have these little conversations!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you use Blogger to write your own blog then you need to ensure that you have checked the box on your profile that says "show my email address". Otherwise I won't be able to email you back because Blogger will just use a generic "no reply" address to email me your comment. Confused yet? If a comment is emailed to me from a "no reply" address, then I can't reply. The only way I can continue the conversation is by leaving a comment under your comment on the original blog post that you commented on. Which assumes that you're going to come back later and read that post's comments again just in case I replied to you. Which is a bit messy, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you don't use Blogger then to be honest I'm not sure how it works! So if you want to leave me a comment then we'll find out together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope you don't think I'm too lame, begging for comments. I just really love to exchange ideas and share with others. And I hope that you do too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5313529094871171691?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5313529094871171691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5313529094871171691&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5313529094871171691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5313529094871171691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/lurking-in-corner-leave-me-comment.html' title='Lurking in the corner? Leave me a comment :)'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7611896968501560194</id><published>2011-09-28T11:04:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T11:04:41.787+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>By the end of this post I feel better</title><content type='html'>Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing people. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm literally forcing myself to write in the hope that some inspiration will strike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't written anything lately because I've had nothing to say. Simple really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why haven't I got anything to say? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life has been frolicking along as usual. It's school holidays here and we've had a ballet eisteddfod and it's Josh's birthday tomorrow and I've got a list as long as my arm of "things to do"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...And no motivation for anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deep breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been here before. When I get tired I'm susceptible to depression. That's just something I've learned about myself. And a "red flag" that indicates that I might be heading down that road is when I can't find the motivation to do things that I usually find fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aha! I think we've gotten to the bottom of things now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thankfully, over the past few years I've developed a "box of tricks" to put into action when I feel myself starting on the downward slide. I'd like to share them with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. I am my own best friend. I love myself and care for myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The important thing for me to remember is to not wait for someone else to take care of me. By all means, I should speak up and tell those close to me what I need. I should ask for help. And because I have awesome people around me, I will receive love and care. But I must not wait passively, hoping that others will notice that I need a bit of extra care. And I must not rely on others to provide me with all the love and care that I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I must put on my "big girl pants" and think about what I really need and make it happen. I'm an adult and it's my job to say "yes" or "no" to things as is appropriate to my needs. It's my job to make my needs my first priority. I'm no good to anyone else unless I'm healthy and happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What feels good in the moment isn't always good for me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's tempting when I'm feeling a bit down to try to pick myself up by spending money or eating lots of chocolate or hibernating. And although I can kid myself that I'm giving myself a much deserved treat, these things don't really make me feel any better. Again, it's time for the "big girl pants" and a sensible approach to what will really make me feel good. As boring as it might sound, eating healthy foods and exercising and getting amongst it with friends and activities are actually the things that feel good in the long term. I very much enjoy a glass of wine, but when I'm pouring myself a glass every night I know that the alarm bells are sounding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Writing helps me to work through what I'm thinking and feeling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone's different. Maybe writing isn't your thing, but it works for me. I don't always do it this way, in a public forum. I keep a journal beside my bed, and I find it helpful to write last thing at night or first thing in the morning. Just like in this blog post, I find that even if I start off not knowing what I'm going to write about, I always find that as the page gets filled, my thoughts and feelings unravel before me and start to make sense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess what? I feel better now. Ready to face my "to do" list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I might take the dog for a walk and get some fresh air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*** &lt;i&gt;This post has been a bit like doing therapy in public. I hope I haven't overshared. I also hope that this post may have helped you in some way. &lt;/i&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7611896968501560194?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7611896968501560194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7611896968501560194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7611896968501560194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7611896968501560194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/by-end-of-this-post-i-feel-better.html' title='By the end of this post I feel better'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-8013887016691092029</id><published>2011-09-22T19:05:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T19:05:44.438+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Lost: one woman's mojo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a strange week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This time last week I had just finished my last day of work at the uni library. I had worked four days a week for &amp;nbsp;seven weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a great experience. A foot in the door. A fabulous opportunity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I actually enjoyed the work. It provided me with just the right amount of challenge. The hours were great. The people were nice. No down side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yet, when it finished I was looking forward to having more free time. To blogging more. To getting back into my much neglected Twitter account. To reading. Pottering about the house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You get the drift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Somehow, it just hasn't lived up to what I was expecting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been grumpy. I haven't felt like I've achieved anything even though I've been racing around like a blue-tailed fly. What's with that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I obviously &amp;nbsp;haven't transitioned very smoothly back into my "normal" routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I write I am enjoying a glass of "chardy" and planning to hop into a lovely deep hot bath. With a book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wish me luck in finding my mojo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-8013887016691092029?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8013887016691092029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=8013887016691092029&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8013887016691092029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8013887016691092029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/lost-one-womans-mojo.html' title='Lost: one woman&apos;s mojo'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3571880489715414303</id><published>2011-09-17T19:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T19:43:28.792+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Photos of summer salads</title><content type='html'>I accidentally published my previous post a bit early. For recipes, click &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-first-time-in-what-seems-like-ages.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I meant to add some photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is my &lt;b&gt;Green Bean Salad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f74D0nOZBx8/TnRp58uOGHI/AAAAAAAABcw/6QzccVs16ts/s1600/recipes+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f74D0nOZBx8/TnRp58uOGHI/AAAAAAAABcw/6QzccVs16ts/s320/recipes+005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It turned out yummy, and tasted pretty much exactly like the one at ate at the cafe. So yay for me and my awesome palate and for being able to work out a recipe after eating a dish just once. Maybe I should consider auditioning for Masterchef!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is the &lt;b&gt;Warm Potato Salad&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ByiPablwnao/TnRqBREQCqI/AAAAAAAABc0/KGm0yanVanA/s1600/recipes+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ByiPablwnao/TnRqBREQCqI/AAAAAAAABc0/KGm0yanVanA/s320/recipes+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roast Potato and Bacon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fX3iW0VDPV4/TnRqIHtpNrI/AAAAAAAABc4/lNHImYykUB0/s1600/recipes+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fX3iW0VDPV4/TnRqIHtpNrI/AAAAAAAABc4/lNHImYykUB0/s320/recipes+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adding the dressing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J49VrFKYwL8/TnRqPjXEprI/AAAAAAAABc8/90a1AL1Ct6k/s1600/recipes+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J49VrFKYwL8/TnRqPjXEprI/AAAAAAAABc8/90a1AL1Ct6k/s320/recipes+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it tasted just as yummy as I remembered it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A great success all round :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3571880489715414303?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3571880489715414303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3571880489715414303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3571880489715414303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3571880489715414303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/photos-of-summer-salads.html' title='Photos of summer salads'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f74D0nOZBx8/TnRp58uOGHI/AAAAAAAABcw/6QzccVs16ts/s72-c/recipes+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-8156948909667558306</id><published>2011-09-17T14:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T14:59:00.620+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the first time in what seems like ages, I've been doing some creative cooking today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The weather is warm enough for a barbie for dinner and so I'm experimenting with a couple of salads to go with our steak. Mmmmm steak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first salad I'm calling &lt;b&gt;Green Bean Salad&lt;/b&gt;. It was inspired by something I ate at a cafe near me. As soon as I began eating I knew that it was something I would try to recreate at home. It just seemed so perfect for the warmer weather and was a treat for the senses - the crunch of the beans complemented by the creaminess of the avocado; the peppery-ness of the rocket a perfect foil for the sweetness of the mango.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sharing the "recipe" below, but be warned! I fly by the seat of my pants when it comes to cooking. I've created my own version of the dish based only on my experience of eating it once. I may need to tweak the recipe a bit for next time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of big handfuls of raw green beans, topped and tailed and cut into two-inch pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of big handfuls of baby rocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Half a large red capsicum, sliced as finely as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Half a spanish onion, sliced as finely as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A large avocado cut into small chunks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A large mango cut into small chunks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A drizzle of red wine vinegar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A drizzle of extra virgin olive oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Method&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Toss the beans, rocket, capsicum and onion in a salad bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dress with vinegar first, then oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gently toss through avocado and mango just before serving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The second salad is one that my sister served us recently. I helped her make it that day, so though I didn't have the recipe in front of me when I made it today, at least I had a fairly good idea of what went into it. Here's my version of &lt;b&gt;Warm Potato Salad&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enough new potatoes for everyone, cut into bite-size chunks. (I used about 750 grams. I didn't actually weigh them. I'm just guessing.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A generous drizzle of extra virgin olive oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Diced bacon. (I used four short-cut rindless rashers.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About half a cup of whole egg mayonnaise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About a quarter of a cup of sour cream. (I used "light". Who was I kidding?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Three good teaspoons of wholegrain mustard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Method&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fry the bacon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Put the potatoes into a baking dish and toss in the oil. Sprinkle the bacon over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bake the potatoes in a hot oven for 40 minutes, tossing halfway through cooking time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Combine the mayonnaise, sour cream and mustard for the dressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Put the cooked potatoes into a serving dish and dress immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Allow the salad to cool a little before serving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can be&amp;nbsp;refrigerated&amp;nbsp;and served cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-8156948909667558306?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8156948909667558306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=8156948909667558306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8156948909667558306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8156948909667558306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-first-time-in-what-seems-like-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-788089810429320981</id><published>2011-09-09T09:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:12:05.935+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Braving bare legs with body bronzer</title><content type='html'>Spring weather is very unpredictable where I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One minute you're enjoying wearing a short skirt with bare legs and stressing about the whiteness of said bare legs. The next you're layering up with jeans and cardigans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day we had an awesome warm springish day and I decided to bite the bullet and wear a skirt with no stockings, tights or other leg covering materials. I'm super brave like that now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ao1Tg5cC5Uw/TmlHlwF6rSI/AAAAAAAABcs/PBu3D1p38XM/s1600/fake+tan+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ao1Tg5cC5Uw/TmlHlwF6rSI/AAAAAAAABcs/PBu3D1p38XM/s320/fake+tan+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just needed a little something to give me the confidence to bare my legs, so I decided to give some &lt;a href="http://www.letan.com.au/self-tan/wash-off-tan"&gt;Le Tan Body Bronzer&lt;/a&gt; a go. It's like&amp;nbsp;make-up&amp;nbsp;for your body. You can click on the link to visit Le Tan's website and check out the product for yourself. I didn't receive any for free or anything. I'm not being paid or compensated to write this post. I just like to share information when I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I applied the lotion generously to my legs and then washed my hands with soap and water to avoid having bronzed sparkly hands all day. My legs looked pleasantly golden with a little bit of a shimmer. I was a little bit worried about the shimmer to be honest. I work in a library and I didn't want my legs to look like they were dressed for the disco! It wasn't a problem, however, because the shimmer is subtle and only really shows up under strong light. Out in the sunshine I glittered a little, but not enough to look like I was auditioning for a role in a Twilight movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bronzer stayed put on my legs all day and didn't rub off onto my clothes. When I showered it washed right off with soap and water. I think I'm a convert now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you have any little tricks that give you a bit more confidence to face the world? I'd love to hear them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And if Le Tan want to send me a truckload of Body Bronzer I'm happy to receive it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-788089810429320981?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/788089810429320981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=788089810429320981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/788089810429320981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/788089810429320981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/braving-bare-legs-with-body-bronzer.html' title='Braving bare legs with body bronzer'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ao1Tg5cC5Uw/TmlHlwF6rSI/AAAAAAAABcs/PBu3D1p38XM/s72-c/fake+tan+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4961237141242876055</id><published>2011-09-03T07:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T07:52:29.546+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Skinny Ass Saturday</title><content type='html'>I just thought I'd share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the Maintenance Plan with Weight Watchers now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got below 58 kg I clicked "maintain this weight". No more losing for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maintenance is &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;. I get 6 more points a day - hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been on it for all of one week but it's going great so far. What's not to love about 6 points more each day? Except for the fact that in the back of my mind I've been a teeny bit worried that those 6 points were the only thing standing between me and obesity. You know the irrational fear that as soon as you stop losing weight you will automatically start gaining again?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I started maintenance at 57.9 kg and was determined to stay under 58 kg. So I wasn't giving myself much room to move! This morning I checked my weight and it was 57.3 kg. So now I'm feeling a bit more relaxed about the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to link this post up with my pal Brandy at &lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/"&gt;You Don't Know&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please click through to visit Brandy and encourage her to keep up the good work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4961237141242876055?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4961237141242876055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4961237141242876055&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4961237141242876055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4961237141242876055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/skinny-ass-saturday.html' title='Skinny Ass Saturday'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-112050936379641439</id><published>2011-09-02T08:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T08:31:17.402+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Almost too busy to read.</title><content type='html'>What have you been reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, my life has reached a level of busyness that has rendered me &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; too busy to read. What??? I didn't think it was possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to tell people that insisted that they were too busy to read that it would &lt;i&gt;never &lt;/i&gt;happen to me. I have my priorities! But I'm struggling these days to get through a book in two weeks, sneaking in a few minutes of reading here and there wherever I can. What is the world coming to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; discovered two series that I'm enjoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've started reading Kelley Armstrong's &lt;i&gt;Otherworld &lt;/i&gt;series. Click &lt;a href="http://www.kelleyarmstrong.com/books/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit Kelley's website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79kpRnRq45o/TmADKYJ7tUI/AAAAAAAABcc/kbaTcwNp1CU/s1600/bitten-cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79kpRnRq45o/TmADKYJ7tUI/AAAAAAAABcc/kbaTcwNp1CU/s1600/bitten-cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first book in the series is &lt;i&gt;Bitten&lt;/i&gt;. It tells the story of Elena, the only female werewolf in the world, and her attempt to live a normal human life. Trouble in the werewolf pack draws her back into the supernatural world and into danger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WSDjTH3BsHo/TmAEIDujqZI/AAAAAAAABcg/-hilxyTc9Dw/s1600/stolen-us-mmp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WSDjTH3BsHo/TmAEIDujqZI/AAAAAAAABcg/-hilxyTc9Dw/s1600/stolen-us-mmp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm currently reading the second book, &lt;i&gt;Stolen&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other series that I've discovered is Nora Robert's &lt;i&gt;Circle Trilogy&lt;/i&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://www.noraroberts.com/books/trilogies.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit Nora's website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddqewgCBopw/TmAFsipIntI/AAAAAAAABck/3MAlhRFBb48/s1600/morrigan%2527s+cross.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddqewgCBopw/TmAFsipIntI/AAAAAAAABck/3MAlhRFBb48/s1600/morrigan%2527s+cross.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first book in the series is &lt;i&gt;Morrigan's Cross&lt;/i&gt;. It begins in medieval Ireland with the&amp;nbsp;sorcerer&amp;nbsp;Hoyt battling the vampyre Lilith, but the action quickly moves to modern-day New York where we meet the beautiful and powerful witch Glenna. Hoyt and Glenna are charged by the goddess Morrigan to assemble an army to fight the vampyres and rescue humankind from&amp;nbsp;annihilation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll soon be heading to my library to borrow the second book in the series, &lt;i&gt;Dance of the Gods&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBwhOBZCgnU/TmAHI40TWFI/AAAAAAAABco/zmapHbUJQb0/s1600/dance+of+the+gods.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBwhOBZCgnU/TmAHI40TWFI/AAAAAAAABco/zmapHbUJQb0/s1600/dance+of+the+gods.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you got any new favourite books lately? Any authors that I should be looking out for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy reading :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-112050936379641439?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/112050936379641439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=112050936379641439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/112050936379641439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/112050936379641439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/almost-too-busy-to-read.html' title='Almost too busy to read.'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79kpRnRq45o/TmADKYJ7tUI/AAAAAAAABcc/kbaTcwNp1CU/s72-c/bitten-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-2859800055716419348</id><published>2011-08-26T08:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T08:26:15.337+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>Let's have a rousing chorus of "Happy Birthday", shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I turned 40 this week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm more than OK with being 40. The last ten years have been a roller coaster of ups and downs. I'm physically and mentally healthier and stronger than I was at 30. I'm happier. And I have more skills to face the inevitable difficulties of life. I know how to look after myself now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am on the morning of my 40th birthday. Not too shabby eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXNM60SyX4Y/TlbBvoE37nI/AAAAAAAABb8/unchu5QMvYM/s1600/my+40th+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXNM60SyX4Y/TlbBvoE37nI/AAAAAAAABb8/unchu5QMvYM/s320/my+40th+001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I chose this outfit because I thought it would take me through work at the library, maths tutoring in the afternoon and then on to dinner. Yes, I had a busy day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Note the use of black opaque stockings. &lt;b&gt;Please send fake tan advice so that I'll be able to ditch the tights as the weather gets warmer!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those closest to me know me well. I'm not the sort of girl who likes to receive practical gifts for my birthday. No siree! It's luxury all the way for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My beautiful sister got me this ring. Love, love, love it! I've worn it every day since I received it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIlEI_1WjbA/TlbHVTu7HJI/AAAAAAAABcA/hmTLBfNiOL0/s1600/ring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIlEI_1WjbA/TlbHVTu7HJI/AAAAAAAABcA/hmTLBfNiOL0/s1600/ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My wonderful husband and kids got me this perfume. Likewise, I love, love, love it and have worn it every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ByamKqIlemw/TlbHwwBVKCI/AAAAAAAABcE/5xNmzQjnwMg/s1600/my+40th+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ByamKqIlemw/TlbHwwBVKCI/AAAAAAAABcE/5xNmzQjnwMg/s320/my+40th+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went out to dinner at a local Italian restaurant. It's a family friendly place with generous servings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Check out my dinner. Chicken with prawns and asparagus, served on a bed of fried potato and smothered with a creamy&amp;nbsp;Worcestershire&amp;nbsp;sauce. &lt;b&gt;I didn't bother counting the points.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XCudQbnZCRY/TlbIrrFSnuI/AAAAAAAABcI/oGl50DSN_is/s1600/my+40th+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XCudQbnZCRY/TlbIrrFSnuI/AAAAAAAABcI/oGl50DSN_is/s320/my+40th+012.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are the kids hamming it up with their meals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr7KtaPejjY/TlbJfUYFL-I/AAAAAAAABcM/Iy5C0rS5CGI/s1600/my+40th+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr7KtaPejjY/TlbJfUYFL-I/AAAAAAAABcM/Iy5C0rS5CGI/s320/my+40th+010.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynJ1ggSKQ_Y/TlbJwiJz1ZI/AAAAAAAABcQ/a0BViChAlxY/s1600/my+40th+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynJ1ggSKQ_Y/TlbJwiJz1ZI/AAAAAAAABcQ/a0BViChAlxY/s320/my+40th+011.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yes, that is a car behind Alana. Don't worry, there wasn't a nasty accident involving a car driving into the restaurant. The restaurant has a &lt;b&gt;theme &lt;/b&gt;and displays cars and car memorabilia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's Chris and I looking happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pH7M-k4S2U/TlbKkOTaifI/AAAAAAAABcU/s8UkeC50FQs/s1600/my+40th+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pH7M-k4S2U/TlbKkOTaifI/AAAAAAAABcU/s8UkeC50FQs/s320/my+40th+005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here's my dessert. Or what's left of it. Raspberry creme brulee...yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MR29P2ek3go/TlbK6WKqTII/AAAAAAAABcY/_Q8FL-sgZV4/s1600/my+40th+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MR29P2ek3go/TlbK6WKqTII/AAAAAAAABcY/_Q8FL-sgZV4/s320/my+40th+017.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm such a fortunate girl. Blessed. And even though I haven't got life all worked out yet, I'm looking forward to the next 40 years! Bring it on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-2859800055716419348?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2859800055716419348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=2859800055716419348&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2859800055716419348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2859800055716419348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXNM60SyX4Y/TlbBvoE37nI/AAAAAAAABb8/unchu5QMvYM/s72-c/my+40th+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-577314104809484674</id><published>2011-08-22T19:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:56:05.435+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world tour 2012'/><title type='text'>Things to see and do in London - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm trying to make some progress on the trip planning front.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First task: make a list of all the things that we want to see and do in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accommodation&amp;nbsp;in London is &lt;i&gt;frightfully&lt;/i&gt; expensive and our current trip itinerary has us staying there for 5 nights before we travel on to Paris. I've been encouraged to decide if we really need to stay that long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is Part 1 of my list of places to see and things to do in London. They are in no particular order; but I have provided a link to a website for each one so that anyone interested can follow the link to find out more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hrp.org.uk/toweroflondon/"&gt;Tower of London&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BH6GrGfKeGM/TlCNjT45z3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/rMkKHy1NT-M/s1600/toweroflondon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BH6GrGfKeGM/TlCNjT45z3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/rMkKHy1NT-M/s200/toweroflondon.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shakespearesglobe.com/"&gt;Shakespeare's Globe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uoQphliu3vE/TlIlYxm5fAI/AAAAAAAABb4/bYPLB2_zRTg/s1600/globe460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uoQphliu3vE/TlIlYxm5fAI/AAAAAAAABb4/bYPLB2_zRTg/s200/globe460.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.londoneye.com/"&gt;London Eye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXzxyDJy5K0/TlCVilVyusI/AAAAAAAABbc/6OzuVpJymoU/s1600/london-eye-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXzxyDJy5K0/TlCVilVyusI/AAAAAAAABbc/6OzuVpJymoU/s200/london-eye-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.britishmuseum.org/"&gt;The British Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRostSPTybc/TlCXDEBMxEI/AAAAAAAABbg/H7suEyGwv1M/s1600/BritishMuseumFront.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRostSPTybc/TlCXDEBMxEI/AAAAAAAABbg/H7suEyGwv1M/s200/BritishMuseumFront.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nmm.ac.uk/explore/astronomy-and-time/astronomy-facts/history/the-prime-meridian-at-greenwich"&gt;Maritime Museum and Observatory Greenwich&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k0lvIGvSawQ/TlCg-jbikzI/AAAAAAAABbo/_XIYV5DRf74/s1600/greenwich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k0lvIGvSawQ/TlCg-jbikzI/AAAAAAAABbo/_XIYV5DRf74/s200/greenwich.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westminster-abbey.org/"&gt;Westminster Abbey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vszUcorkuiE/TlCjCI2-yyI/AAAAAAAABbs/6XaX4kl73fA/s1600/westminster-abbey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vszUcorkuiE/TlCjCI2-yyI/AAAAAAAABbs/6XaX4kl73fA/s200/westminster-abbey.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.royalcollection.org.uk/default.asp?action=article&amp;amp;ID=30"&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqAjSbgGikg/TlCkCXIzvJI/AAAAAAAABbw/tTzAPMW8-3w/s1600/buckingham-palace-picture-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqAjSbgGikg/TlCkCXIzvJI/AAAAAAAABbw/tTzAPMW8-3w/s200/buckingham-palace-picture-3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stpauls.co.uk/Visits-Events"&gt;St Paul's Cathedral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itqxyGEgzfQ/TlCk_uISe1I/AAAAAAAABb0/lyjEVoovU_c/s1600/inside-st-paul-s-cathedral-london-uk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itqxyGEgzfQ/TlCk_uISe1I/AAAAAAAABb0/lyjEVoovU_c/s200/inside-st-paul-s-cathedral-london-uk.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are still many more touristy places of interest so I'll be needing a Part 2 for my list. And I think it's pretty obvious that I'll be able to fill in five days of sightseeing in London no problem at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you been to any of these places? I'd love your feedback on whether or not they lived up to the hype.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you have any suggestions for Part 2 of my list? (Bearing in mind that I already have plenty of ideas!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how we'll turn a huge wish list into a manageable itinerary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if our whole holiday is this action-packed, I wonder how tired we'll be when we get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-577314104809484674?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/577314104809484674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=577314104809484674&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/577314104809484674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/577314104809484674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/things-to-see-and-do-in-london-part-1.html' title='Things to see and do in London - Part 1'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BH6GrGfKeGM/TlCNjT45z3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/rMkKHy1NT-M/s72-c/toweroflondon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-8693561500112627505</id><published>2011-08-18T20:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T20:50:04.322+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>I still here</title><content type='html'>I still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So busy running from one place to the next, no time to actually sit and think and process what I'm thinking. I find that this sitting and thinking and processing is what leads to blog posts. Without the sitting and thinking and processing, I don't know what I want to write. Wouldn't have a clue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's a photo for your viewing pleasure. Last Saturday night Chris and I went to a friend's 40th birthday &amp;nbsp;party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgYdL48fHYY/Tkzr8MSysOI/AAAAAAAABbA/njYk6UBgybs/s1600/matts+40th+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgYdL48fHYY/Tkzr8MSysOI/AAAAAAAABbA/njYk6UBgybs/s320/matts+40th+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are all ready to go to the party! Aren't we a handsome couple ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yejvCIQ5OU4/TkztGwmzxkI/AAAAAAAABbI/-tFYk1nvH58/s1600/matts+40th+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yejvCIQ5OU4/TkztGwmzxkI/AAAAAAAABbI/-tFYk1nvH58/s320/matts+40th+009.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had heaps of fun and did that thing where you hold out your phone in front of you to get a photo with your friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaJ5TgedVzo/Tkztux_iziI/AAAAAAAABbM/l5RAf50eSFM/s1600/matts+40th+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaJ5TgedVzo/Tkztux_iziI/AAAAAAAABbM/l5RAf50eSFM/s320/matts+40th+010.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, yeah, that's all I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-8693561500112627505?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8693561500112627505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=8693561500112627505&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8693561500112627505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8693561500112627505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-still-here.html' title='I still here'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgYdL48fHYY/Tkzr8MSysOI/AAAAAAAABbA/njYk6UBgybs/s72-c/matts+40th+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-2437548764721254230</id><published>2011-08-12T08:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:21:21.825+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap. World Tour 2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a busy week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Sunday we visited the travel agent. We sat down with a lovely travel consultant named Katherine and outlined our "World Tour 2012" plans. A couple of days later she got back to us with her initial proposal covering our flights and some&amp;nbsp;accommodation in London, Paris and Orlando, Florida. Exciting!&amp;nbsp;It's wonderful to have moved beyond the wishing and hoping and on to the actual planning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've worked a lot of hours this week between my time at the library and my teaching. I've been busy, also doing my bit to keep the house and family afloat, but I've been happy. The library work is going really well and I'm doing my best to make such a good impression that I'll be offered more work once my current block finishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I'm at a healthy weight, I've been steadily building up my wardrobe. I'm really enjoying being able to fit into anything I like, and I'm trying to hold myself back from going the "mutton dressed as lamb" route. I see all these cute little dresses and tops - and I can actually fit into them - and sometimes I forget that I'm not 18 years old any more! I need to take a good, hard look at myself in the mirror to be sure that what I'm buying is "age appropriate".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do you think? Are there rules for dressing at (almost) 40? No bare midriffs, obviously, besides, no amount of weight loss will ever get my stomach back into midriff-baring shape! What about skirt length? I'm only 5'2" and I find that above-the-knee works best. And what about hosiery? My legs aren't fat, but they're snow white and have a few veins and a bit of cellulite. If I'm going to wear a short skirt, black opaque tights are my best friend. But come summer, I'll need to ditch the leg-wear. Does anyone know of a fake tan product that works miracles?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been meaning to take some photos of myself in some of my new clothes, but I just haven't found the time. Soon, I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, what have you been up to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-2437548764721254230?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2437548764721254230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=2437548764721254230&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2437548764721254230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2437548764721254230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3345907759670037673</id><published>2011-08-06T11:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T11:04:10.104+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap. World Tour 2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Pictures as Promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P2Xvt6lvZig/TjyPCp1FqjI/AAAAAAAABaY/Wi8FRsiux14/s1600/Hairjacket+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P2Xvt6lvZig/TjyPCp1FqjI/AAAAAAAABaY/Wi8FRsiux14/s320/Hairjacket+001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just got home from the hairdresser. Look how prettiful my hair is now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-euCfmZspSMo/TjyO7YGattI/AAAAAAAABaU/9Z9MwVmLoBM/s1600/Hairjacket+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-euCfmZspSMo/TjyO7YGattI/AAAAAAAABaU/9Z9MwVmLoBM/s320/Hairjacket+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to take a full length photo so you could see me wearing my new "leather" jacket. Sorry, the picture quality is hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ec521j-yDIE/TjyR6CLrd0I/AAAAAAAABac/_uIfQOF7cWA/s1600/Hairjacket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ec521j-yDIE/TjyR6CLrd0I/AAAAAAAABac/_uIfQOF7cWA/s320/Hairjacket.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ran the picture through one of the filters on Instagram to see if I could improve it a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In other news, I'm heading to the shopping mall tomorrow to pick up a few new items of clothing and visit the Travel Agent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3345907759670037673?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3345907759670037673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3345907759670037673&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3345907759670037673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3345907759670037673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/pictures-as-promised.html' title='Pictures as Promised'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P2Xvt6lvZig/TjyPCp1FqjI/AAAAAAAABaY/Wi8FRsiux14/s72-c/Hairjacket+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4115715959209219787</id><published>2011-08-05T19:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T19:34:26.059+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Random Bits and Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm finally getting my hair cut and coloured tomorrow. It's long overdue. I know I'll feel fabulous once I'm all primped and preened! If you're very lucky, I'll post a picture sometime over the weekend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got a new leather jacket. It's fake, but I don't care. It's dark brown and cropped with a little gather at the shoulders and ever so cute! If you're very, very lucky then I might post a picture of my hair in which I'm wearing my jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've totally given up Cityville. I'm now addicted to Spider Solitaire. I also haven't played Hanging with Friends for ages. Spider has totally taken over my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm thinking of trying a different browser after reading that users of Internet Explorer have the lowest average IQ's of all the browser options. That doesn't sit too well with me, so I'm going to try another one. Recommendations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4115715959209219787?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4115715959209219787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4115715959209219787&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4115715959209219787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4115715959209219787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-bits-and-pieces.html' title='Random Bits and Pieces'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-8838873588411838890</id><published>2011-08-03T19:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T19:21:48.757+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libraries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I had a fairly unhappy customer at the information desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Well, I've only got a minute, I've got a train to catch!" she started. Not a good start for me. I may have possibly felt just a little teeny tiny bit of pressure to be very quick with my help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She slumped into the chair I offered her. "I've never used libraries until the last couple of days and since then I've had nothing but trouble." Oh dear. A new student, unfamiliar with the library, feeling unenthused about what help I'll be able to offer. Now I have to be not only quick, but brilliant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She was actually a lovely girl. Just not feeling confident and happy about using the library. We had a chat, I showed her a couple of things, and lo and behold when she got up to leave she said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Thanks. You've actually been really helpful."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;﻿And she smiled. And walked away with a bit of a bounce in her step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It makes this "baby librarian" very, very proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-8838873588411838890?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8838873588411838890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=8838873588411838890&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8838873588411838890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8838873588411838890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/success.html' title='Success!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-1962129464629711626</id><published>2011-08-01T20:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:32:44.003+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Sending the love to my blogging buddies</title><content type='html'>I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so much enjoy being part of the blogging community. I love my blogging buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For this reason, I hate it when I get slack about posting. I hate to think that my blog is not regularly bobbing up to the top of your Google reader. I hate to think that you might start to forget about me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the next seven weeks I'll be working 20 hours per week at the library as well as continuing my private maths and music tuition business. So work wise, I'm going to be busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's important to me that during this time I continue to be the best wife and mum that I can be. Especially important to me is that I am really "present" when I'm with my family. The best way I know to show my husband and children love is to give them attention; to really listen to them talk about their day, give them eye contact and hugs, and to "read between the lines" for what they need but they're not saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because it's term time, my children are busy. They both go to academically selective schools and get quite a bit of homework. They also have always been very keen on&amp;nbsp;after school activities and so we do a lot of running around&amp;nbsp;six days a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My husband is a fabulously hard worker. He works full time, coaches a junior football team and picks up the slack when "mum's taxi" needs a hand. When I'm teaching in the evenings he makes sure that everything in our home runs smoothly. He spends his "free time" working on the house, which he has been renovating bit by bit for the last couple of years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess what I'm trying to say is that I won't always be very regular with posting on this blog. But I'll still be thinking of you all. I'll also stilll be visiting your blogs regularly and I'll try to leave comments every now and again so that you know I'm still alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love and hugs to you all out there in blog land!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-1962129464629711626?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1962129464629711626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=1962129464629711626&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1962129464629711626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1962129464629711626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/sending-love-to-my-blogging-buddies.html' title='Sending the love to my blogging buddies'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-6548102982352920451</id><published>2011-07-29T10:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T10:02:32.688+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>When is a cold the flu? With added Taylor Swift, Hamish and Andy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've had the flu. Or something. I never know at what point to stop saying that I've got a cold and start calling it the flu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've had four days of fevers, headaches, muscle aches, sore throat, blocked/runny nose, sensitive stomach and fatigue. I spent most of my time wrapped in a blanket on the recliner in front of the TV. So I'm calling it the flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've passed it on to Alana because I'm just a caring and sharing kind of Mum. Boo to me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I'm feeling better. Not "better" as in "well", but "better" as in "able to face the washing up and even thinking of leaving Alana for an hour or so to do some much needed grocery shopping". Better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night Hamish and Andy's Gap Year premiered and it was pretty funny. But what I really enjoyed was their Taylor Swift interview. We all know that Taylor is a great singer and songwriter, and if you've ever seen her interviewed you'll know that she's a sweetheart :) What we learn from her appearance on the Hamish and Andy show is that she's smart and funny too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nO5db9OvM40" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-6548102982352920451?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6548102982352920451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=6548102982352920451&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6548102982352920451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6548102982352920451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-is-cold-flu-with-added-taylor.html' title='When is a cold the flu? With added Taylor Swift, Hamish and Andy!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nO5db9OvM40/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-570360423559342577</id><published>2011-07-23T16:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:54:07.599+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Moving on and New Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's new at my place? I've been wearing some new clothes. Because my old clothes don't fit me any more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LA-lavcx4t4/TippeQdbfJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/HWWEOE0TFsM/s1600/skinnyjeans+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LA-lavcx4t4/TippeQdbfJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/HWWEOE0TFsM/s320/skinnyjeans+001.jpg" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got Alana to take this photo of me. I'm wearing her jeans. Gotta love that, wearing your thirteen-year-old daughter's jeans! It's cold, so I'm also wearing socks and boots; and a singlet, long purple top, and a cardigan buttoned up. I also need a hair cut and colour, but that's another story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm now trying to quickly build up a good basic wardrobe of things that fit so I can add to it as I go along. Alana came shopping with me today and we had a good laugh in the fitting room together. I'm going to be working four days a week at the library starting Monday week, so I need a reasonable selection of "work" clothes. It's not as fun as shopping for just any clothes that I love, but taking Alana along certainly helps. I only have a limited budget, so I have to shop smart and get things that work together and look professional without being overly dressy. I tried on a grey dress that Alana and I named "the prison uniform" today. It was just awful! I'll be steering clear of anything that will make students too frightened to approach me at the library information desk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not quite at my goal weight yet. The last 4-5 kgs (10 pounds)&amp;nbsp;seem to be hard, and slow, to shift. But I'm not focussing so much on the numbers any more. It's more about feeling good and (I hope) looking good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like I'm ready to move on from the chapter in my life in which I'm focussing a lot on weight loss. I'm sticking with Weight Watchers, I'm still tracking my foods and exercise, I'm not falling off the wagon! I'm just not going to spend so much time thinking about it any more. I have a family to love, work, and a holiday to plan! I don't want to get stuck in the rut of being all about the number on my scale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How about you? How are you travelling on your journey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Click the button to visit Brandy and link up for "Fat Ass Friday".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-570360423559342577?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/570360423559342577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=570360423559342577&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/570360423559342577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/570360423559342577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/moving-on-and-new-clothes.html' title='Moving on and New Clothes'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LA-lavcx4t4/TippeQdbfJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/HWWEOE0TFsM/s72-c/skinnyjeans+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7547948618599449768</id><published>2011-07-20T15:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T15:35:02.495+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap. World Tour 2012'/><title type='text'>Big Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you know that the earliest that you can confirm flight bookings is 330 days before travel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And since my family is planning a five week overseas holiday for June/July 2012 it is not long until I can start booking flights?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have started working out a couple of tentative itineraries for what I like to call my "World Tour 2012".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some pictures to give you some clues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A7vOqS9hhqk/TiZkQBIRoZI/AAAAAAAABaM/olGzPbBVPBA/s1600/singapore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A7vOqS9hhqk/TiZkQBIRoZI/AAAAAAAABaM/olGzPbBVPBA/s320/singapore.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RsNdzQyR5fU/TiZfO4EO7II/AAAAAAAABZw/DgMH4w8UPbs/s1600/exeter_cathedral_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RsNdzQyR5fU/TiZfO4EO7II/AAAAAAAABZw/DgMH4w8UPbs/s320/exeter_cathedral_l.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZQ6g6NS5rw/TiZfqRo7d_I/AAAAAAAABZ0/dznydBRHnQI/s1600/London-Eye-3-420x0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZQ6g6NS5rw/TiZfqRo7d_I/AAAAAAAABZ0/dznydBRHnQI/s320/London-Eye-3-420x0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8q3g6ZVy-E/TiZgFcMb9uI/AAAAAAAABZ4/9RETwpoah7o/s1600/paris_romance-2005_05_30-20_30_08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8q3g6ZVy-E/TiZgFcMb9uI/AAAAAAAABZ4/9RETwpoah7o/s320/paris_romance-2005_05_30-20_30_08.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TY6xbiQGDfg/TiZg6YXQu1I/AAAAAAAABZ8/jXlQISLvaGw/s1600/french-riviera-main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TY6xbiQGDfg/TiZg6YXQu1I/AAAAAAAABZ8/jXlQISLvaGw/s320/french-riviera-main.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0q3LbGxuKAk/TiZiKiADniI/AAAAAAAABaA/ILN45oX1VLo/s1600/Portofino.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0q3LbGxuKAk/TiZiKiADniI/AAAAAAAABaA/ILN45oX1VLo/s320/Portofino.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--FaLboi5LTI/TiZis_s4WkI/AAAAAAAABaE/6oL8eGcYqmk/s1600/orlando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--FaLboi5LTI/TiZis_s4WkI/AAAAAAAABaE/6oL8eGcYqmk/s320/orlando.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVCVvkRCwbM/TiZjiAal8qI/AAAAAAAABaI/UBuIZfzVlzY/s1600/fort-worth-welcome-sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVCVvkRCwbM/TiZjiAal8qI/AAAAAAAABaI/UBuIZfzVlzY/s320/fort-worth-welcome-sign.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that in just five weeks? Well I didn't say that we were going to get much rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once I go to see my travel agent and talk $$$ I'll know more about what we can and cannot do. Although I have kind offers of accomodation at two of our planned destinations, I still have airfares/train fares/car hire to consider; accomodation at some of the most expensive places on earth (sob!); and of course we'll need to eat! Some of the places we'd like to visit also have attractions with hefty entry fees. I may have to scale back our plans and spend longer with kind friends (!), ultimately having a more relaxing holiday but seeing less. Isn't it horrible to have to be sensible some times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll keep you posted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7547948618599449768?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7547948618599449768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7547948618599449768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7547948618599449768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7547948618599449768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-plans.html' title='Big Plans'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A7vOqS9hhqk/TiZkQBIRoZI/AAAAAAAABaM/olGzPbBVPBA/s72-c/singapore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5276462232924735589</id><published>2011-07-16T13:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T13:19:32.842+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libraries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been over a week since I posted. I totally suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing? Not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids have been on school holidays. We've done a bit of this and a bit of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still sticking with Weight Watchers and I'm nearly at my goal. I've only got about 4.4 kgs to go!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've just found out that I've got four or five weeks work&amp;nbsp;(twenty hours a week) at the library! This is awesome for me. It's just enough work; five hour shifts (during school hours!) four days a week. Could it be more perfect?&amp;nbsp;I'm very much looking forward to actually feeling like I'm part of the team. So far I've only worked two shifts, a month apart, and both have been during the quiet time after the semester has finished. Each time&amp;nbsp;I've met new people who have to be introduced to me as "the new casual librarian". Each time there's not much to do, and while it's always nice to be paid to sit behind a desk and look pretty (!), it will be&amp;nbsp;fabulous to go in to work each day and have the library buzzing with students at the beginning of the new semester. I'll learn so much more about the job from actually doing it under normal circumstances. I'm sure that some days I'll be run off my feet or make a mistake or be asked a question that I can't answer and feel foolish. But I don't think there's anything for it, I've just got to "sink or swim" so to speak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm soooo looking forward to tomorrow! It's Chris' 40th and we've got a fabulous afternoon and evening planned. We're going to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 and then having dinner at an Italian restaurant afterwards. It should be wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to link this post up with Brandy's Fat Ass Friday even though I've only briefly mentioned weight loss :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Click on the button to visit Brandy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5276462232924735589?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5276462232924735589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5276462232924735589&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5276462232924735589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5276462232924735589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-over-week-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-1789360630575559245</id><published>2011-07-07T10:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:00:39.520+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book reviews'/><title type='text'>The Montmaray Journals by Michelle Cooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A little while ago I blogged about some books that I was less than impressed with. Books that sucked me in with pretty covers and intriguing "blurbs" but didn't live up to their promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I'm going to tell you about some books that I absolutely adore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qCPiHYoIEs/ThTxc630JGI/AAAAAAAABZk/X-JOM_OCsm8/s1600/montmaray.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qCPiHYoIEs/ThTxc630JGI/AAAAAAAABZk/X-JOM_OCsm8/s1600/montmaray.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sophie FitzOsborne lives in a crumbling castle in the tiny island kingdom of Montmaray, along with her tomboy younger sister Henry, her beautiful, intellectual cousin Veronica, and Veronica's father, the completely mad King John. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When Sophie receives a leather-bound journal for her sixteenth birthday, she decides to write about her day-to-day life on the island. But it is 1936 and the world is in turmoil. Does the arrival of two strangers threaten everything that Sophie holds dear? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Sophie's charming and lively observations to a nailbiting, unputdownable ending, this is a book to be treasured. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8Od9OA-b14/ThTyAgFBo7I/AAAAAAAABZo/JGAeYgpewTY/s1600/exilecover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8Od9OA-b14/ThTyAgFBo7I/AAAAAAAABZo/JGAeYgpewTY/s320/exilecover.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forced to leave their island kingdom, Sophie FitzOsborne and her eccentric family take shelter in England. Sophie's dreams of making her debut in shimmering ballgowns are finally coming true, but how can she enjoy her new life when they have all lost so much? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aunt Charlotte is ruthless in her quest to see Sophie and Veronica married off by the end of the Season, Toby is as charming and lazy as ever, Henry is driving her governess to the brink of madness, and the battle of wills between Simon and Veronica continues. Can Sophie keep her family together, when everything seems to be falling apart? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An enticing glimpse into high society, the cut and thrust of politics as nations scramble to avert world war, and the hidden depths of a family in exile, struggling to find their place in the world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before Alana's birthday, I wandered the aisles of a large bookstore, poring over the Young Adult section. There, amongst the thousands of black and red covers, (vampires anyone?), I found these two books. Enticing covers - check. Intriguing blurbs - check. I crossed my fingers and hoped for the best, noting that a third book was still to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I needn't have worried. These books, by Australian author Michelle Cooper, are brilliant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you have ever enjoyed historical fiction, you'll love these books. If you appreciate the gentle irony of Jane Austen, then you'll love the voice of our narrator, Sophie. Honestly, some of the passages are so delicious that I found myself reading them out loud to Alana, even though she'd already read&amp;nbsp;them herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The author assures me (via &lt;a href="http://michellecooper-writer.com/blog/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;) that she is "madly typing" the final chapters of Montmaray Three as we speak. Unfortunately, it won't be out in Australia until next year (so long to wait!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first two are out in the US now. Their covers might look a little different, so keep your eyes peeled. I highly recommend these books for both young adult readers and their mothers. In fact, I think any adult reader would enjoy these books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love, love, love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-1789360630575559245?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1789360630575559245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=1789360630575559245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1789360630575559245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1789360630575559245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/montmaray-journals-by-michelle-cooper.html' title='The Montmaray Journals by Michelle Cooper'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qCPiHYoIEs/ThTxc630JGI/AAAAAAAABZk/X-JOM_OCsm8/s72-c/montmaray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7937962291905799146</id><published>2011-07-02T09:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T09:50:35.865+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>A new me from the ground up!</title><content type='html'>Current weight: 63.1 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal weight: 57 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 6.1 kg to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really need to take a few pictures of myself to show me in all my slim and healthy glory! I need a new profile pic too. Otherwise, if you ran into me in the street, you might not recognise me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First I need to buy me a new wardrobe of clothes. I need to start from the ground up, and when I say the ground up I really mean it. Not only do I need some new "foundation garments" (bras and undies), I even need a new boob!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a breast cancer survivor and I wear a mammary prosthesis. A fake boob that I slip inside a special pocket in my bra. Since losing weight, my surviving breast has shrunk in proportion to the rest of me, so I've been feeling a bit uneven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So look out world! With only 7 weeks and 3 days until my 40th birthday, I'm nearly ready to unleash the new and improved Fiona on the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Click on the button to visit Brandy for "Fat Ass Friday".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7937962291905799146?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7937962291905799146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7937962291905799146&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7937962291905799146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7937962291905799146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-me-from-ground-up.html' title='A new me from the ground up!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-1714149428508692990</id><published>2011-07-01T08:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T08:23:57.308+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Waiting Sucks</title><content type='html'>I was so looking forward to Sunday 26th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L88vyuF34FY/TgwUTWhIlBI/AAAAAAAABZQ/n1UMUR5Mg4s/s1600/trueblood1_4dcb0b201f275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" o$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L88vyuF34FY/TgwUTWhIlBI/AAAAAAAABZQ/n1UMUR5Mg4s/s320/trueblood1_4dcb0b201f275.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last season I bought each episode from iTunes the morning after it showed on pay TV here in Oz. Which was very soon after it aired in the States. So all was good. Each week I got my fix and stayed up to date with True Blood related gossip on the interwebs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday morning I checked iTunes. Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday I checked the Aussie pay TV program for signs of Season 4. Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday I posted a question to the True Blood page on Facebook. Someone replied telling me she had downloaded the episode (I assume illegally) because she couldn't wait. More power to her. I don't know where to go to download it illegally. I'm that lame :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today it's Thursday, and still no sign of True Blood Season 4 Episode 1. Boo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In happier news, can't wait for July 17th! It's my hubby's 40th and we have tickets to see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0q4A-D4fCE/TgwapRRdIeI/AAAAAAAABZg/plfr1XNDyWw/s1600/Harry-Potter-7-Part-2-Movie-Poster-256x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0q4A-D4fCE/TgwapRRdIeI/AAAAAAAABZg/plfr1XNDyWw/s1600/Harry-Potter-7-Part-2-Movie-Poster-256x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! If I can't have my vampires, then at least I can have my wizards :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-1714149428508692990?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1714149428508692990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=1714149428508692990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1714149428508692990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1714149428508692990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/waiting-sucks.html' title='Waiting Sucks'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L88vyuF34FY/TgwUTWhIlBI/AAAAAAAABZQ/n1UMUR5Mg4s/s72-c/trueblood1_4dcb0b201f275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7731351865208091601</id><published>2011-06-29T13:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T13:02:47.041+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Sometimes I suck, but sometimes it's blogger's fault</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You may be thinking that I've been a bit slack on the blogging front lately. Not many posts. Not many comments left on the blogs that I follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well it's true. Sometimes I suck. I get lazy and don't take the time to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the commenting thing. Sometimes that's Blogger's fault. Sometimes I get stuck on your comment form on an endless loop that keeps asking me to sign in to my Google account. I bet that happens to some of you guys too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still visiting and reading your blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And when inspiration strikes, I'll be sure to write it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7731351865208091601?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7731351865208091601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7731351865208091601&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7731351865208091601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7731351865208091601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/sometimes-i-suck-but-sometimes-its.html' title='Sometimes I suck, but sometimes it&apos;s blogger&apos;s fault'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5997663957666202781</id><published>2011-06-27T12:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:54:54.942+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>My heart</title><content type='html'>Now that's what I'm talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Winter sunshine and family. A weekend in the country. Fresh air and food and wine and the most beautiful country house in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart is full!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuNCstLx1lY/Tgfq0RrkPII/AAAAAAAABY0/MW1LH0utxqk/s1600/kencho%2527s+farm+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuNCstLx1lY/Tgfq0RrkPII/AAAAAAAABY0/MW1LH0utxqk/s320/kencho%2527s+farm+018.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This photo makes my heart smile. My two beautiful children, my brother's three beautiful children and my sister's three beautiful children. All is right in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rzmpPF4hQMA/TgfrngJBDLI/AAAAAAAABY4/hm3y57mIlHo/s1600/kencho%2527s+farm+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rzmpPF4hQMA/TgfrngJBDLI/AAAAAAAABY4/hm3y57mIlHo/s320/kencho%2527s+farm+005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNE7-uI13DE/Tgfr3E4M7KI/AAAAAAAABY8/WLJUheuhhYg/s1600/kencho%2527s+farm+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNE7-uI13DE/Tgfr3E4M7KI/AAAAAAAABY8/WLJUheuhhYg/s320/kencho%2527s+farm+010.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was brilliant for Josh to have a weekend of unstructured time to just play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ezf8VFbcIw/TgfsT5e0YSI/AAAAAAAABZA/H59V7GzROYk/s1600/kencho%2527s+farm+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ezf8VFbcIw/TgfsT5e0YSI/AAAAAAAABZA/H59V7GzROYk/s320/kencho%2527s+farm+017.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alana and the bigger﻿ girls got all artistic and created a fantastic picture of the farm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ_Yx5VP8-w/TgftSucbRwI/AAAAAAAABZE/hWqEYYuVUEk/s1600/kencho%2527s+farm+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ_Yx5VP8-w/TgftSucbRwI/AAAAAAAABZE/hWqEYYuVUEk/s320/kencho%2527s+farm+025.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I not the luckiest Aunty in the world? Feeling the love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfr3Nzva1Ao/Tgfv86WjbZI/AAAAAAAABZM/sCBMoFIGz7k/s1600/kencho%2527s+farm+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfr3Nzva1Ao/Tgfv86WjbZI/AAAAAAAABZM/sCBMoFIGz7k/s200/kencho%2527s+farm+015.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xI7OLUI4K4/Tgft9HUIDPI/AAAAAAAABZI/56Ycl8KGS1M/s1600/kencho%2527s+farm+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xI7OLUI4K4/Tgft9HUIDPI/AAAAAAAABZI/56Ycl8KGS1M/s200/kencho%2527s+farm+014.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5997663957666202781?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5997663957666202781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5997663957666202781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5997663957666202781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5997663957666202781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-heart.html' title='My heart'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuNCstLx1lY/Tgfq0RrkPII/AAAAAAAABY0/MW1LH0utxqk/s72-c/kencho%2527s+farm+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4146635399645161705</id><published>2011-06-16T16:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T16:37:02.448+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libraries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Search'/><title type='text'>In which I talk about work and my desire to have a house cleaner</title><content type='html'>I bet you've all been wondering what I'm doing for work these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For two years, 2009 and 2010, I was busy studying for my Master of Education (Teacher Librarianship). In fact, my studies were what led me to start this blog. If you're feeling all nostalgic, you can &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/02/information-overload.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; and read my very first post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the while, I was working from home, tutoring high school students in Mathematics and teaching Flute and Music Craft (music theory).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once I finished my Masters, I started looking for work in a library. So what's been happening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I recently starting working casually as an Information Services Officer at a University Library near me. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TzAML8pvS8/TfmGzVZy9pI/AAAAAAAABYs/UuolnKp_v6A/s1600/ourimbah+library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TzAML8pvS8/TfmGzVZy9pI/AAAAAAAABYs/UuolnKp_v6A/s1600/ourimbah+library.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is actually the real library in which I work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The job involves sitting at the Information Desk and waiting for patrons to come and ask questions. It's pretty much my dream job, apart from the fact that I'm only getting one shift per month at the moment and have to wait for someone to go on sick leave/maternity leave/long service leave to get more work. Should that happen, there would certainly be more involved than just manning the Information Desk, but it would all revolve around helping to connect Library users with the information that they need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also have a job interview on Monday for a year's full time (maternity leave) work as a librarian in a smaller academic library. So things are progressing on the career front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What would be lovely would be for me to become securely installed in a permanent position so that I could stop looking. That would be a relief. I'd also love to give up the maths tutoring/music teaching. It's not that I don't love my students. It's not that I don't enjoy teaching them. It's just that my work hours are between 4pm and 8:30pm on weekdays and I just don't enjoy working at that time. Firstly, I find it hard, after being at home alone all day, to get myself motivated and excited to start work when it feels like everyone else is almost finishing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Secondly, I'd like to be able to have dinner with the family and then enjoy the evening. As it is, our family is awfully busy after school. The kids have activities and of course homework to complete. I'd like to just come home from work and wrangle with kids activities and homework like a "normal" mum, rather than having students trooping in and out of the house and having to leave Chris to deal with the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also have a confession to make. If I got full time work, I'd feel entitled to pay someone to clean my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezq54fSxMJ4/TfmiUxXUAxI/AAAAAAAABYw/F4yG-eXq444/s1600/house+cleaning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezq54fSxMJ4/TfmiUxXUAxI/AAAAAAAABYw/F4yG-eXq444/s320/house+cleaning.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think I'd need a whole team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wouldn't that be just bliss! I'm not very good at housework and I don't take pride in it, but I would looooove to have a really clean house. I think it would be divine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what do you do for work? Are you in your dream job? And do you have a house cleaner?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4146635399645161705?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4146635399645161705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4146635399645161705&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4146635399645161705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4146635399645161705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-which-i-talk-about-work-and-my.html' title='In which I talk about work and my desire to have a house cleaner'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TzAML8pvS8/TfmGzVZy9pI/AAAAAAAABYs/UuolnKp_v6A/s72-c/ourimbah+library.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-6935744200901593672</id><published>2011-06-15T10:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T10:00:39.943+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Midwinter Malaise</title><content type='html'>Do you find that the weather has a big effect on your mood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At my place it's winter, and I mean WINTER. It has been cold and miserable and it has rained A LOT. It hasn't been the cold that has bothered me particularly. I can appreciate a beautiful winter's day as much as the next person. But it has been so dark and wet! I need sunshine to feel my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to blame my blogging slump on &lt;em&gt;midwinter malaise&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter at my place&amp;nbsp;hasn't looked pretty. There have been no postcard pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9GWgn16o1CQ/Tfft8ILgAlI/AAAAAAAABYg/VyLiTgtrlYQ/s1600/White-Winter-Screensaver_r3jh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9GWgn16o1CQ/Tfft8ILgAlI/AAAAAAAABYg/VyLiTgtrlYQ/s320/White-Winter-Screensaver_r3jh.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS PICTURE WAS TAKEN NOWHERE NEAR MY HOUSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Winter at my place&amp;nbsp;has looked grey and dreary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLS90bn3s5Q/TffvWKwHZzI/AAAAAAAABYk/Q3GuMWs7pA0/s1600/rainy+weather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLS90bn3s5Q/TffvWKwHZzI/AAAAAAAABYk/Q3GuMWs7pA0/s320/rainy+weather.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view from my front door. Notice the water pooling on the lawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the rain has made it impossible to dry the laundry. I don't like to put clothes in the dryer if they are marked &lt;em&gt;do not tumble dry&lt;/em&gt;. This means that I have wet washing EVERYWHERE, ALL THE TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lf6Lc_QaZOs/Tffx0-5ZdVI/AAAAAAAABYo/zzEMHJaTw94/s1600/pic_laundry_basket.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lf6Lc_QaZOs/Tffx0-5ZdVI/AAAAAAAABYo/zzEMHJaTw94/s1600/pic_laundry_basket.gif" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do have drying racks, but in this weather the clothes take a LONG time to dry on them, even inside. I don't use heating in the house during the day, so not only do I sit around wearing cardigans, jackets and sometimes even scarves (!) inside the house, but my washing just hangs there, limp and damp, for days on end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No wonder I've been escaping to the shops for central heating and to cheer myself up by spending money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also (while I'm having a whinge I might as well get it all out!) the cold, wet weather has been making me so hungry! I can't tell you how many cups of tea I drink during the day to keep me going, and I've been craving hearty, warming foods. A bit of sunshine would go a long way towards lifting my mood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How's the weather at your place? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-6935744200901593672?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6935744200901593672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=6935744200901593672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6935744200901593672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6935744200901593672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/midwinter-malaise.html' title='Midwinter Malaise'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9GWgn16o1CQ/Tfft8ILgAlI/AAAAAAAABYg/VyLiTgtrlYQ/s72-c/White-Winter-Screensaver_r3jh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-8487367636506670187</id><published>2011-06-14T10:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T10:57:52.002+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm...</title><content type='html'>...wearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny jeans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PHlOkyJAeY/TfawgqWGXKI/AAAAAAAABYU/Y200i_1xZDk/s1600/kmart+skinny+jeans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PHlOkyJAeY/TfawgqWGXKI/AAAAAAAABYU/Y200i_1xZDk/s1600/kmart+skinny+jeans.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a brief history of Montmaray &lt;/em&gt;by Michelle Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1XzpbScxLs/TfaxH1UT7NI/AAAAAAAABYY/BcLQdotkz1I/s1600/montmaray.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1XzpbScxLs/TfaxH1UT7NI/AAAAAAAABYY/BcLQdotkz1I/s1600/montmaray.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downton Abbey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dbodPi3DqM/TfaxyeWmE1I/AAAAAAAABYc/x7LUwOTEAlE/s1600/downton-abbey-wallpaper.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dbodPi3DqM/TfaxyeWmE1I/AAAAAAAABYc/x7LUwOTEAlE/s320/downton-abbey-wallpaper.png" t8="true" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-8487367636506670187?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8487367636506670187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=8487367636506670187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8487367636506670187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8487367636506670187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-im.html' title='What I&apos;m...'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PHlOkyJAeY/TfawgqWGXKI/AAAAAAAABYU/Y200i_1xZDk/s72-c/kmart+skinny+jeans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-673454033345914058</id><published>2011-06-07T09:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T09:48:05.923+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book reviews'/><title type='text'>The Fallen Novels by Lauren Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j38Q5J8GpY8/Te1aJLicN-I/AAAAAAAABYI/ei7v5s8FeJA/s1600/fallen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j38Q5J8GpY8/Te1aJLicN-I/AAAAAAAABYI/ei7v5s8FeJA/s320/fallen.jpg" t8="true" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some angels are destined to fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instant. Intense. Weirdly familiar...The moment Luce looks at Daniel she knows she has never felt like this before. Except she can't shake the feeling that she has...and with him - a boy she doesn't remember ever setting eyes on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will her attempt to find out why enlighten her - or destroy her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0ZGX3dG7vE/Te1a27hABdI/AAAAAAAABYM/5e14LIuBKqs/s1600/TORMENT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0ZGX3dG7vE/Te1a27hABdI/AAAAAAAABYM/5e14LIuBKqs/s320/TORMENT.jpg" t8="true" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love never dies...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It took Lucinda an eternity to find her beloved angel, Daniel. But he waited for her. Now they are forced apart again, to protect Luce form the Outcasts - immortals who want her dead. During their separation, Luce learns about her mysterious past lives. But the more she discovers, the more she suspects that Daniel is hiding something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if Daniel's version of the past isn't true? Is it really their destiny to be together? Or is Luce actually meant to be with somebody else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I absolutely love the cover art used on these books! I must admit that it was a major factor in my decision to buy them. The blurb further intrigued me so I was sold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The premise of &lt;em&gt;Fallen &lt;/em&gt;fascinated me, but the execution disappointed me. I think that the author had a fantastic idea and that she could have done so much better with it. I know, I'm not an author. I have no idea how hard it is to write a novel. Obviously this book has sold a lot of copies. People love it. But for me, &lt;em&gt;Fallen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;failed to live up to its potential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I enjoy reading fantasy. A major factor in my enjoyment is the author's ability to create a setting and mythology that results in a fully realised world in which the action takes place. While reading &lt;em&gt;Fallen&lt;/em&gt;, I couldn't help feeling that the author had not successfully communicated her vision of the world in which Lucinda and Daniel live. I felt that I had to join a lot of dots myself. In fact, I had to use my intuition so much that I sometimes wondered if the author herself had actually thought it all through. There's nothing that dampens my enjoyment of a book more than wondering if the author actually knows what's going on while I'm reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd already bought &lt;em&gt;Torment&lt;/em&gt;, so I soldiered on. And was pleasantly surprised. &lt;em&gt;Torment &lt;/em&gt;was a big improvement on &lt;em&gt;Fallen&lt;/em&gt;. I actually felt that the author had gotten her act together and knew where she was going with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFCjrc42XLo/Te1k7PjORiI/AAAAAAAABYQ/238Njzj8gBk/s1600/Passion+by+Lauren+Kate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFCjrc42XLo/Te1k7PjORiI/AAAAAAAABYQ/238Njzj8gBk/s320/Passion+by+Lauren+Kate.jpg" t8="true" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passion &lt;/em&gt;is due to be released June 14 2011. I'm tempted to buy it simply because I already have the other two and it will complete the set. However I usually only buy books that I really love, and I've got to admit that buying &lt;em&gt;Fallen &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Torment&lt;/em&gt; was an impulse and a mistake. What to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-673454033345914058?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/673454033345914058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=673454033345914058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/673454033345914058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/673454033345914058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/fallen-novels-by-lauren-kate.html' title='The Fallen Novels by Lauren Kate'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j38Q5J8GpY8/Te1aJLicN-I/AAAAAAAABYI/ei7v5s8FeJA/s72-c/fallen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7144966008173691401</id><published>2011-06-03T14:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:38:30.682+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My lifehealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Sweet Treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the button to visit Brandy and play along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Current weight: 66.5 kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goal weight: 57 kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9.5 kg to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I only lost 0.4 kg this week, but that's ok by me. Now that I'm getting closer to my goal, I understand that my weight loss rate will slow down. As long as I'm still losing I'm happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been really enjoying my cooking lately. I think it's because I'm focussing on eating fresh fruit and vegetables and protein sources such as fish, lean meat and chicken. I'm not relying on processed or packaged foods which are generally "too expensive" in terms of WW points. I'm enjoying experimenting with different ways to prepare vegetables and salads, using herbs for flavour and trying new combinations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've also been making some desserts. It's nice to be able to have a sweet treat now and then, and at least if I make my own from scratch I know exactly what has gone into it and I can count the points accurately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWgIDpEi83w/TehkBgawHhI/AAAAAAAABYA/SAOQs2dUe0c/s1600/cooking+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWgIDpEi83w/TehkBgawHhI/AAAAAAAABYA/SAOQs2dUe0c/s320/cooking+003.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This Chocolate and Meringue Torte is a WW recipe. It only had 5 points per serve! I enjoyed flexing my cooking muscles a bit separating the eggs and beating the meringue until it was glossy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OS31EuoRFTI/TehkjVg3BFI/AAAAAAAABYE/w5tXfnHLqS8/s1600/cooking+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OS31EuoRFTI/TehkjVg3BFI/AAAAAAAABYE/w5tXfnHLqS8/s320/cooking+002.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This Pear and Raspberry Bread was not a WW recipe but it was a real hit with all the family. Delicious served warm with some custard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you been cooking differently since you started on your weight loss journey? What have been your most successful recipes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7144966008173691401?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7144966008173691401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7144966008173691401&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7144966008173691401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7144966008173691401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/sweet-treats.html' title='Sweet Treats'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7609487357282946786</id><published>2011-06-01T14:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:03:36.773+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sookie stackhouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Bad Weather and Spending Too Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been raining an awful lot at my place, which I know is nothing compared to the tornados that some of my blogging buddies have been suffering. But I have&amp;nbsp;been feeling a bit housebound and the wet washing has been piling up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I escaped the house to&amp;nbsp;engage in a little "retail therapy" today. For me, shopping is only fun if I'm spending money. The more the better. Boy do I love spending money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For a while now, Josh's bedroom has been a complete disaster area. Chris and I have decided to try to address it by&amp;nbsp;getting him some new bedroom furniture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pjDYIJ7DMA/TeWvrYabUNI/AAAAAAAABX4/rhHdWtwgDWE/s1600/Charlie_Deep_Etch_Latte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pjDYIJ7DMA/TeWvrYabUNI/AAAAAAAABX4/rhHdWtwgDWE/s320/Charlie_Deep_Etch_Latte.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the bedroom suite we have ordered for Josh, except we have chosen to get it in all white. We've also ordered a small wardrobe with some hanging space and shelves. We are getting it on an "interest free plan". I'm well aware that you must be very careful with these plans; you pay nothing up front and&amp;nbsp;have small monthly repayments and it all feels so easy. But if you don't pay off more than the minimum monthly repayment you get into trouble when the interest free period ends and suddenly you're being charged a bajillion per cent on the balance owing. Lucky I'm so sensible and this will not happen to me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're also going to repaint, so we've allowed Josh to look at some paint charts. He likes the look of a high voltage orange called "Energy". Believe me, this boy does not need anything that looks like Fanta in his bedroom! We already have trouble getting him to go to sleep before us at night. Seriously, Chris and I are having trouble finding "special mummy and daddy time" because I'm usually asleep before Josh&amp;nbsp;is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're also letting Alana pick some colours to repaint her room, especially after she told us that she felt like "the less favoured child" when we were picking out Josh's furniture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love picking out colours, but Chris has long given up on the idea of me actually doing anything helpful like painting. But it's super fun to look through paint charts and I tend to get a bit over-excited and imagine buying all new bed linen and curtains and lamps and throw cushions and... you get the idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I may also have "accidently" bought myself a couple of books. And visited the library to borrow a few more. What can be better than curling up with a good book when it's cold and rainy outside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I couldn't resist Charlaine Harris' latest &lt;em&gt;Dead Reckoning&lt;/em&gt; today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqF7uDQzeqw/TeW4Hj96GBI/AAAAAAAABX8/DCPZICpjaoI/s1600/Dead-Reckoning-Charlaine-Harris1-186x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqF7uDQzeqw/TeW4Hj96GBI/AAAAAAAABX8/DCPZICpjaoI/s1600/Dead-Reckoning-Charlaine-Harris1-186x300.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's the latest in the Sookie Stackhouse series which has been re-imagined as the True Blood TV series. Speaking of which, I believe it's only 23 days until the new series starts! But who's counting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, how's the weather at your place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Done any shopping lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7609487357282946786?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7609487357282946786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7609487357282946786&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7609487357282946786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7609487357282946786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/bad-weather-and-spending-too-much.html' title='Bad Weather and Spending Too Much'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pjDYIJ7DMA/TeWvrYabUNI/AAAAAAAABX4/rhHdWtwgDWE/s72-c/Charlie_Deep_Etch_Latte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-1185372479100012359</id><published>2011-05-27T08:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T08:31:40.139+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Rocking the Vampire Uniform</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm baa-ack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participating once again in the fabulous Brandy's Fat Ass Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should click on the button and visit Brandy as soon as you've finished reading this post ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goal weight: 57 kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Current weight: 66.9 kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Counting down: 9.9 kg to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been starting to think about the clothes that I'm going to buy when I've reached my goal weight. I'm planning on maintaining and never gaining it back, so I want to buy stuff that I really love and that makes me feel great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know exactly the look that I'll be going for. This blog ﻿&lt;a href="http://www.youknowyoulovefashion.com/"&gt;http://www.youknowyoulovefashion.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I've just discovered calls it "the vampire uniform" of fitted jacket, understated tee and tight, dark pants. In other words, I'll be looking like a mixture of Caroline, Elena and Katherine from The Vampire Diaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2Ih5Rpv49M/Td7TDkKUZcI/AAAAAAAABXo/JtOw3bdYbU8/s1600/0222Caroline01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2Ih5Rpv49M/Td7TDkKUZcI/AAAAAAAABXo/JtOw3bdYbU8/s320/0222Caroline01.jpg" t8="true" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's Caroline wearing "vampire at a picnic"! Love everything except the boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpyozLny7gw/Td7TdPUOlqI/AAAAAAAABXs/vLH0jFex77w/s1600/Elena_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpyozLny7gw/Td7TdPUOlqI/AAAAAAAABXs/vLH0jFex77w/s320/Elena_1.jpg" t8="true" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elena wearing "doppleganger at the vampire sacrifice chic".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDQPu3zqbIk/Td7TtXCiqlI/AAAAAAAABXw/zfFheqmWlGE/s1600/0222Katherine04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDQPu3zqbIk/Td7TtXCiqlI/AAAAAAAABXw/zfFheqmWlGE/s320/0222Katherine04.jpg" t8="true" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Katherine looking "just plain sexy vampire".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And don't get me started on the dress that Elena wears to the funeral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BQrSt0sCyYA/Td7UGBu2n0I/AAAAAAAABX0/1mtt909BTTo/s1600/Elena_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BQrSt0sCyYA/Td7UGBu2n0I/AAAAAAAABX0/1mtt909BTTo/s320/Elena_3.jpg" t8="true" width="102" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I. Need. This. Dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So watch out world. Coming soon - Fiona rocks the vampire uniform!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-1185372479100012359?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1185372479100012359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=1185372479100012359&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1185372479100012359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1185372479100012359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/rocking-vampire-uniform.html' title='Rocking the Vampire Uniform'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3082979352566596658</id><published>2011-05-18T14:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:42:04.885+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><title type='text'>A nifty knitter</title><content type='html'>I've gone all crafty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The weather's gone cold and I like a scarf. It's so easy to add a bit of colour and movement to the plainest of outfits by adding a scarf. Not to mention the added advantage of keeping your neck warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been toying with the idea of knitting myself a scarf for a week or two, but what gave me the final nudge was when Alana got her knitting out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alana and her friend had to write and perform a duologue for a school assignment. They wrote a charming and humorous piece featuring two grandmothers discussing how kids have changed since they were young. It featured such lines as "Is that Helen from Bingo?" and "It looks like he won his drivers license in a raffle!". They even had props.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hence, the knitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seeing the needles and the wool pushed me over the edge. I just had to go and get myself some wool and get knitting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InrK6osqRRo/TdNLBWj8rDI/AAAAAAAABXk/4My49Jg5zCQ/s1600/knitting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InrK6osqRRo/TdNLBWj8rDI/AAAAAAAABXk/4My49Jg5zCQ/s320/knitting.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will admit, I had to Youtube "casting on knitting" because I'd forgotten how, but I seem to be going swimmingly now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm actually pretty impressed, the brand of wool that I picked up from Big W has a website with lots of patterns. Go here &lt;a href="http://www.seansheep.com/"&gt;http://www.seansheep.com/&lt;/a&gt; to see for yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's the thing. I didn't have the correct size needles at home so I just used the ones I've got. I just figured that when it comes to a scarf, near enough should probably be good enough. Fingers crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other thing is that the pattern I'm following has me purling and knitting in a pattern which is supposed to make a sort of ribbed pattern down the scarf. It looked good in the picture online. On my scarf, not so much. I'm really trying to count my stitches carefully and I don't think I'm making mistakes. I wonder why I can't see the pattern? Not that I mind too much, I'm not exactly an expert knitter, I'll be glad to have a scarf that turns out the right size and shape! But I am a little bit disappointed that I'm taking the trouble to follow the pattern and nothing's happening. Advice anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3082979352566596658?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3082979352566596658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3082979352566596658&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3082979352566596658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3082979352566596658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/nifty-knitter.html' title='A nifty knitter'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InrK6osqRRo/TdNLBWj8rDI/AAAAAAAABXk/4My49Jg5zCQ/s72-c/knitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-6951556796892051079</id><published>2011-05-12T09:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T06:41:17.441+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>About love and self-acceptance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post is inspired by the episode of Glee that aired in Australia last night. Episode 18 of Series 2 - the Lady Gaga "Born this Way" episode. If you're in Australia, you can watch it &lt;a href="http://ten.com.au/video-player.htm?movideo_p=40572&amp;amp;movideo_m=105866"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're not a Gleek, let me fill you in. The episode was about self-acceptance. It was about celebrating the things that make you unique, and realising that the things about yourself that you struggle with might turn out to be your greatest strengths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I decided to join Weight Watchers and set a goal to lose weight, it was not because I did not love and accept myself. It took me a long time to commit to weight loss because I got a little bit confused about the relationship between self-acceptance and wanting to lose weight. I thought for a long time that making a consistent effort to change my body was a rejection of myself. It took me a while to sort it out in&amp;nbsp;my own mind and to realise that I wanted to change not because I hated myself but because I loved myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the Glee episode, Emma struggles with owning the fact that her Anxiety and OCD, rather than being a quirk of personality, is a mental illness that is holding her back from being the person that she was born to be. Loving herself means accepting that she has this illness, but not accepting that she has to stay sick. The best way that she can love herself is by seeking help to get better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a similar way,&amp;nbsp;my weight was not just a case of being born "big boned"! I had a high percentage of body fat, making me much less healthy and more susceptible to life-threatening diseases. By getting help to make a change, I am doing the best possible thing to love myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know that there can be a fine line sometimes between self-acceptance and loving yourself by making a change. I understand that sometimes it's hard to the difference. Society often gives us mixed messages about what parts of ourselves are acceptable and which parts need to change. But I'd like to leave you with a special message...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of you is acceptable exactly the way you are. More than acceptable. Wonderful! If you decide to make a change, do it because you love yourself right now, and know that the change will help you to be the best you that you can be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won't love myself any more than I do now when I reach my goal weight. Because I already love myself completely. I am awesome! I'm losing weight because I love myself so much that I want to be as healthy as I can be. I want to be around for a long long time so that the world gets to experience my awesomeness for as long as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you find this post inspiring, please share it. And maybe you can let someone know that you love and accept them just as they are today. Even if that person is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-6951556796892051079?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6951556796892051079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=6951556796892051079&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6951556796892051079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6951556796892051079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/about-love-and-self-acceptance.html' title='About love and self-acceptance'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4553448025168816938</id><published>2011-05-10T16:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T16:26:57.984+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap. World Tour 2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Mi Casa es Su Casa = My house is your house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever since I started working on my crazy plan to take my family on an overseas adventure next year I've been wondering something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How does the "typical" house vary from country to country?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You see, I'm cunningly planning for my family to live in real people's houses when we travel rather than stay in hotels. And I'm offering that if anyone that I get to know over the interwebs would like to visit Australia, I will happily allow them to stay at my place and will especially enjoy showing them around a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever the idea of house-swapping comes up, or the concept of hosting visitors from overseas, everyone starts to get a little bit nervous. What if my house is too small, too messy, doesn't have a nice enough yard, isn't decorated elegantly enough or is located in an entirely boring area totally bereft of interesting tourist attractions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What if my guests cut their stay short or move to a hotel because they can't possibly live in the hovel that I call my home? What if they cancel their plans to let me stay at their place because one look at mine has demonstrated that I'm "not their sort of person"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every insecurity about our homes seems magnified when faced with the prospect of opening it up to people from another country because we're not always sure what is considered "normal" or "acceptable" in their homeland when it comes to living arrangements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Firstly I'd like to say that when it comes to being hosted overseas my family will be easily pleased. We are excited about the opportunity to see new things, meet new people and learn about other countries and we're not at all fussed about staying anywhere fancy. As far as we're concerned, our accomodation will simply be somewhere to lay our head at night; a "home base" from which to explore our surroundings. We are extremely grateful to the people who have offered to host us, and it is their company and conversation that we are looking forward to, not a king-size bed and back yard swimming pool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll share with you a little bit about my house so you will know where I'm coming from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I live in a single story house on a 700 square metre (7500 square foot) block of land in a quiet suburb. My house has four bedrooms, one of which we use as a study, a lounge room, dining room, kitchen, laundry and bathroom. Chris has undertaken a couple of renovations, one of which extended the kitchen to give us a "family room" or "eat in kitchen". The other was to convert our garage to a games room in which lives a couple of lounge chairs, a desk and computer, a big screen TV and the Wii and Playstation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My house is not nearly as big or fancy as some others in my suburb, but it's enough for us. If I had one thing I'd like to improve it, it would be an ensuite bathroom for Chris and I. Also, I wish all our furniture wasn't second hand and that we had new carpet! Also the garden could do with a bit of a makeover! All in all, however, I'm satisfied with what we've got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd love to hear a little bit about your house and how it compares to others in your area. Are you looking to upgrade, downsize, renovate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not going to bother with a linky because I'm not anticipating a flood of responses, but if you do post about your house then let me know by leaving me a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4553448025168816938?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4553448025168816938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4553448025168816938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4553448025168816938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4553448025168816938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/mi-casa-es-su-casa-my-house-is-your.html' title='Mi Casa es Su Casa = My house is your house'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-2576354509957890396</id><published>2011-05-06T14:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T14:04:53.792+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Fat Ass Friday- the fashion edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went shopping yesterday. You know, clothes shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I decided to take everyone's advice and go to Target and look for one inexpensive work outfit to wear to my training day next Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Target have really expanded their work wear range. They have pants in skinny leg, boot leg and wide leg; in three or four different fabrics, in about five different colours. Most of them also come in short, regular or long leg lengths. Then of course they have a bajillion different skirts and quite a few blouses. And one jacket. What???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now bless their little hearts, the Target customers don't seem to be all that careful about keeping all the different items of clothing in the right place. They seem to just put them back wherever they like once they've taken them off the rack to look at them. And I guess Target don't have enough staff to regularly comb through the racks and tidy them up. Here you can see the librarian in me coming out! Imagine if you went to the library and couldn't find the books you wanted because they'd all been shelved out of order? Frustrating, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway...it was quite a gruelling task to find a selection of items to take to the fitting rooms, but I got there eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't have all that much stamina for trying on clothes. All this getting into and out of different items, only to discover that you're not the size you thought you were after all, or that "skinny leg" really does have the emphasis on &lt;strong&gt;skinny&lt;/strong&gt;! So then you have to get yourself all presentable, gather up your items, and head back out onto the floor for another round. Too much of that and I'm losing the will to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm in the fitting room and can overhear two ladies talking in the next cubicle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"That's a great colour on you," says one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Thanks. I like it, but I think it's too short," says the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ok, so you're not happy with the length. We'll look for something longer but I think we'll stick with that colour."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmmm... I've got a great imagination, and I'm thinking that it sounds like someone's got a personal stylist with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A little later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Do you wear dresses often?" says "stylist" to customer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Would you believe I don't have any dresses in my wardrobe in the moment."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See, it &lt;strong&gt;does &lt;/strong&gt;sound like a stylist; certainly not a daughter or friend who would know what her mother/friend wears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I'll just go out and get you a larger size in that."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Where, oh where, can I get me one of those helpful shopping ladies? I'd love one! Someone who could honestly tell me what they think of what I'm trying on and could help me search through the racks. They could also pop out and get me a different size if I needed it. I know you can take a friend or family member shopping with you, but they're not always capable of being honest! And I'd feel&amp;nbsp;mean making them run around after me all day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I guess you're wondering if I had any success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I did come home with a pair of pants.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RzZlCzqyzfI/TcNwjcvUY2I/AAAAAAAABXY/lOHON2xOE0g/s1600/target+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RzZlCzqyzfI/TcNwjcvUY2I/AAAAAAAABXY/lOHON2xOE0g/s320/target+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about the quality of the photo. Needless to say, I didn't get this blouse which looks like a sack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately I didn't find a blouse that I was happy with. I also tried on a couple of dresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l57H697jtW8/TcNxMO4El3I/AAAAAAAABXc/Eq4hv7h_8dk/s1600/target+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l57H697jtW8/TcNxMO4El3I/AAAAAAAABXc/Eq4hv7h_8dk/s320/target+001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The top half of this dress was a bit too voluminous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gna7_RzrD-A/TcNxni4YPJI/AAAAAAAABXg/cL3O-91rmtw/s1600/target+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gna7_RzrD-A/TcNxni4YPJI/AAAAAAAABXg/cL3O-91rmtw/s320/target+003.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought this one looked pretty good! I didn't feel really comfortable in it, however, so I didn't get it. Maybe after I've lost a few more kilos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How are you coping with your changing size and shape?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-2576354509957890396?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2576354509957890396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=2576354509957890396&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2576354509957890396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2576354509957890396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/fat-ass-friday-fashion-edition.html' title='Fat Ass Friday- the fashion edition'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RzZlCzqyzfI/TcNwjcvUY2I/AAAAAAAABXY/lOHON2xOE0g/s72-c/target+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5591143117639928204</id><published>2011-05-04T13:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:03:20.816+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Search'/><title type='text'>I am a Librarian... almost</title><content type='html'>Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next Friday I'm going to a fabulous library for a training day, in the expectation that, all going well, they will have some work for me in the future. Yay me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not superstitious, so I don't want anyone to point out to me that next Friday is Friday-the-13th! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The library manager rang to personally invite me to come in for a full day of training and is going to be looking after me on the day. She didn't give me much information about the upcoming work that might be available, just indicated that there would be some. I'm taking all this to mean that she wants to get a good look at me in the library environment before she employs me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Needless to say, this is a great opportunity for me! And just a little bit daunting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's exciting to me that the library manager is prepared to put time and energy into training me. I'm thoroughly looking forward to a full day in a workplace that seems to be ideal for me. It will be wonderful to meet the rest of the team and see the variety of daily tasks involved in the job. It will be great to be in a busy, dynamic workplace meeting people. I'm also aware, however, that I will be "on trial". The library manager will surely be watching to see how suitable I am to be employed by her, so I do want to make a good showing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm planning a recon trip to the library to get the lay of the land. I've only been there once before, for an interview, and I didn't see much of the library. I want to walk through the whole place so that I know where everything is. I'm going to watch the library clients to see how busy it is and how the library is used. I'm going to observe the library staff to see what sort of tasks they are undertaking and how much action the reference desk is getting. Can't you just imagine me hiding behind bookshelves eavesdropping on a librarian helping a patron? Just kidding, I would never invade a library patron's privacy that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've also been trying to figure out what to wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course when I'm on my recon trip I'll check out what the other librarians are wearing. Beyond that, my main problem is that I have nothing that fits me! Having lost 11 kg over the past 12 weeks (yay!), my two pairs of work pants are falling off! I've been on a couple of shopping trips, but I don't want to spend money on nice clothes that might only fit for a short while. I'm still losing weight and figure that I'll drop another couple of dress sizes over the next few months. Advice please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What else should I do to prepare to wow them next Friday? Any suggestions very welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5591143117639928204?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5591143117639928204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5591143117639928204&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5591143117639928204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5591143117639928204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-librarian-almost.html' title='I am a Librarian... almost'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5710119340785453216</id><published>2011-04-29T18:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T18:32:11.305+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><title type='text'>A New Goal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting weight: 80.5 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's weight: 71.1 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current weight: 70.2 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss this week: 0.9 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Things are going well in the weight loss department. I seem to have conquered my need to constantly check my weight and I don't appear to have plateaued yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have now reached an exciting stage in my Weight Watchers journey. Because I have lost 10% of my weight, I have been given the option to either move on the the maintenance plan or set a new goal weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how it works if you go to meetings, but I like this about the online plan. It means that WW acknowledges the fact that I've lost a significant amount of weight, am much healthier than I was before, and may want to just work on maintaining this loss. I think this would be a perfectly valid choice for lots of people, particularly if the 10% loss had put them within the healthy weight range for their height, or if the loss had taken a long time and they needed a break from losing for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me however, the healthy weight range is 50 - 62 kg, so I still have a way to go. And the loss hasn't taken very long, only 11 weeks, so I'm still feeling motivated and ready to keep going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I've set a new goal: 57 kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it's pretty light (only about 125 pounds) but I'm short and I weighed in the 50-55 kg range when I was first married so I think it's probably do-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward and upward, or should that be downward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I highly recommend that you click on the button at the top of this post and go visit Brandy at You Don't Know. She has a picture of her toxic toe blister that you just have to see! (She's a runner now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5710119340785453216?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5710119340785453216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5710119340785453216&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5710119340785453216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5710119340785453216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-goal.html' title='A New Goal!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3637950537078031422</id><published>2011-04-25T10:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:31:34.030+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>Anzac Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Upso4OoJUIw/TbS8xHKIEkI/AAAAAAAABXQ/XGstSU56oKA/s1600/anzac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Upso4OoJUIw/TbS8xHKIEkI/AAAAAAAABXQ/XGstSU56oKA/s320/anzac.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On April 25, 1915, Australian and New Zealand soldiers (Australian and New Zealand Army Corps - ANZACs) formed part of the allied expedition that set out to capture the Gallipoli peninsula in order to open the Dardanelles to the allied navies. The ultimate objective was to capture Constantinople (now Istanbul in Turkey), the capital of the Ottoman Empire, an ally of Germany. It was the first major military action fought by Australian and New Zealand forces during the First World War.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Australian and New Zealand forces landed on Gallipoli on 25 April, meeting fierce resistance from the Ottoman Turkish defenders. What had been planned as a bold stroke to knock Turkey out of the war quickly became a stalemate, and the campaign dragged on for eight months. At the end of 1915 the allied forces were evacuated, after both sides had suffered heavy casualties and endured great hardships. Over 8,000 Australian soldiers had been killed. News of the landing on Gallipoli had made a profound impact on Australians at home, and 25 April soon became the day on which Australians remembered the sacrifice of those who had died in the war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is the day we remember all Australians who served and died in all wars, conflicts, and peacekeeping operations. The spirit of ANZAC, with its human qualities of courage, mateship, and sacrifice, continues to have meaning and relevance for our sense of national identity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(For more information see &lt;a href="http://www.awm.gov.au/commemoration/anzac/anzac-tradition/"&gt;http://www.awm.gov.au/commemoration/anzac/anzac-tradition/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTjvA1lZcp8/TbS_YeAQqqI/AAAAAAAABXU/zSijiTFUXmU/s1600/AnzacGallipoli_wideweb__470x313%252C0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTjvA1lZcp8/TbS_YeAQqqI/AAAAAAAABXU/zSijiTFUXmU/s320/AnzacGallipoli_wideweb__470x313%252C0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe that Anzac Day has become the most universally significant holiday for Australians because the focus is squarely on our servicemen and women and their courage and sacrifice. There is no glorification of war, nor is there political debate on Australia's part in current conflicts. We pause to reflect and remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the going down of the sun and in the morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We will remember them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3637950537078031422?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3637950537078031422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3637950537078031422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3637950537078031422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3637950537078031422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/anzac-day.html' title='Anzac Day'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Upso4OoJUIw/TbS8xHKIEkI/AAAAAAAABXQ/XGstSU56oKA/s72-c/anzac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-3312708005018821330</id><published>2011-04-22T17:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:05:03.848+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><title type='text'>Addicted to weighing and trying to avoid the dreaded plateau</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting weight: 80.5 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's weight: 71.5 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current weight: 71.1 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss this week: 0.4 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was totally disappointed this week on weigh day. Why? Because a couple of days earlier I weighed myself and got 70.8 kg and I thought I might even get down to 70.5 kg and post a 1 kg loss. Then I got on the scales on "the day" and got 71.1 kg. Boo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I've got my fabulous fancy scales I'm getting a little bit addicted to weighing myself. I really should restrict myself to once a week on weigh day only. How often do you weigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the weather is getting a bit cooler and less humid here, I've started going for longer walks to amp up my exercise a bit. I've still got quite a lot of weight to lose and I'm concerned that the rate of loss is dropping off and that soon I'm going to plateau. I'm trying a pre-emptive strike of extra exercise to avoid this. I guess I'm concerned that my body will get used to working with less calories and will become more efficient and I'll stop losing weight. Does this happen? Does anyone else out there worry about things like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I'm going to do a bad, bad thing. I'm guessing that this post might get more traffic than my usual ones due to the fact that I'm linking up with Brandy at You Don't Know. So I'm going to include a link to my last post in the hope that if you're visiting from Brandy's blog, you might click on the link and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-host-me-and-ill-host-you.html"&gt;http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-host-me-and-ill-host-you.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't come from Brandy's blog then you should definitely click on the button at the top of this post and go visit her straight away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-3312708005018821330?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3312708005018821330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=3312708005018821330&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3312708005018821330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/3312708005018821330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/addicted-to-weighing-and-trying-to.html' title='Addicted to weighing and trying to avoid the dreaded plateau'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-8801830372803513267</id><published>2011-04-22T15:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T15:06:31.835+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap. World Tour 2012'/><title type='text'>You host me and I'll host you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plans for my &lt;strong&gt;World Tour 2012&lt;/strong&gt; are underway. The money for airfares is in the bank, so the&amp;nbsp;biggest obstacle has been&amp;nbsp;removed. Hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(It turns out that we have built up a fair bit of equity in our house over the almost sixteen years that we have been paying it off, so the bank was happy to loan us a bit more!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you may know, I've been searching for potential house-swappers so as to eliminate the need to pay for accomodation. With accomodation costs minimised, the family and I will be able to holiday for much longer and really have an authentic experience of living in another country, rather than just playing tourist for a short visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The good news is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...two different families in two different countries&amp;nbsp;have offered to host my family! How kind and hospitable and wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first family is an older couple who live in England. They are the parents of a very good friend of mine who have a large house in &lt;a href="http://www.exeterviews.co.uk/"&gt;Exeter&lt;/a&gt; and have said that they would be glad to have us stay with them! How exciting! I am beginning to investigate things to see and do in both the immediate vicinity and further afield. Of course we'll have to see the sights of &lt;a href="http://www.viator.com/London/d737-ttd?pref=02&amp;amp;aid=g3452"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt;; and I quite fancy getting "Lost in Austen"&amp;nbsp;and my "Potter On".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're also quite keen on popping over the channel to France! With a bit of luck and good timing, my sister and her family might be in &lt;a href="http://www.viator.com/Paris/d479-ttd?pref=02&amp;amp;aid=g3811"&gt;Paris&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and able to show us around. They are hoping to houseswap with two different families, one in Paris and one in a small town in the &lt;a href="http://www.westernfrancetouristboard.com/brittany.html"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;region of France.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But that's not all! One of my blogging buddies who shall remain anonymous has offered us accomodation somewhere in the US! (I'm keeping it a bit mysterious at the moment until all the details are hammered out. It's still over a year until we'll be there and I want to give her every opportunity to back out if she needs to!) The most exciting part about it is that it's not an actual houseswap. She'll be there to host us during our stay! I cannot tell you how excited I am about meeting her in person and being shown around her town! I think we are going to have so much fun and paint the town red! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm really, really hoping that I'll be able to repay the hospitality by hosting her and her family one day when she visits Australia. I'm already planning all the things we'll be able to do and all the places I want to take her and things I want to show her!&amp;nbsp;I think that this "you host me and then I'll host you" is soooo much better than an actual houseswap. So much more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So as you can see, I was not kidding when I called my holiday plans my "world tour". We're definitely doing the UK, some of Europe, and some of the US!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Would you like to jump on board?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Would you consider letting my family stay with you next year? We'd happily sleep on mattresses on your floor or even camp in your yard! (We're planning on coming during the northern summer.) Don't make a quick decision. Just think about it. Obviously we'd have to get to know each other well over the next year to make sure that we trust each other. It's not an offer to make lightly. But if you hosted our family on our adventure, we'd be happy to repay the favour by hosting you on your Australian adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so looking forward to your comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-8801830372803513267?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8801830372803513267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=8801830372803513267&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8801830372803513267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/8801830372803513267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-host-me-and-ill-host-you.html' title='You host me and I&apos;ll host you!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-2319564244035685932</id><published>2011-04-19T09:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:58:33.846+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Alana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BzqMuC95OQ/TazPdx6F79I/AAAAAAAABXM/i9IowiYdq7I/s1600/alana%2527s+birthday+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BzqMuC95OQ/TazPdx6F79I/AAAAAAAABXM/i9IowiYdq7I/s320/alana%2527s+birthday+016.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My beautiful girl turned 13 yesterday. I'm so proud of her! It's difficult for me to find the words to express how much I love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-2319564244035685932?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2319564244035685932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=2319564244035685932&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2319564244035685932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/2319564244035685932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-alana.html' title='Happy Birthday Alana!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BzqMuC95OQ/TazPdx6F79I/AAAAAAAABXM/i9IowiYdq7I/s72-c/alana%2527s+birthday+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4824808883183763879</id><published>2011-04-16T14:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:19:25.473+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book reviews'/><title type='text'>A Discovery of Witches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gmvYj-TdG4/TakQVZRwPbI/AAAAAAAABXI/SHk7L5HNiAA/s1600/Deborah-Harkness-A-Discovery-of-Witches.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gmvYj-TdG4/TakQVZRwPbI/AAAAAAAABXI/SHk7L5HNiAA/s320/Deborah-Harkness-A-Discovery-of-Witches.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you're a sucker for a vampire (pardon the pun!) then you'll love &lt;em&gt;A Discovery of Witches&lt;/em&gt;.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Likewise if you enjoy historical fiction or are interested in the birth of scientific thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Diana Bishop is a historian who specialises in the history of science. She's also a witch, descended from a long line of celebrated and powerful witches and wizards on both sides of her lineage. Studying in Oxford to prepare for a keynote address on Alchemy, Diana inadvertently finds a long lost manuscript said to hold the secret of the origin of witches, vampires and daemons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The discovery of this manuscript puts Diana in grave danger, and as a reluctant witch who has never learned to harness her powers, she needs help to protect herself. Enter a tall, dark stranger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed this book, which I bought as a school holiday treat for myself. I tried hard to ration out my reading time to make it last, but here I am not half-way through the holidays and I've finished it already! I passed it on to Alana because I think she'll enjoy it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Much of the action is set in libraries - perfect for me! Along the way, Diana comes into contact with many old and valuable books, and explores them for clues to explain the source of her power and the relationships between witches, vampires, daemons and humans. If you have read Dan Brown (The Da Vinci Code etc) and enjoyed his exploration of symbology, then you'll find the discussion of Alchemy and the illustrations and poetry employed by ancient scholars fascinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you've ever fallen in love with an overprotective and morally upstanding vampire (Edward anyone? Stephan?) then you'll truly appreciate Matthew Clairmont. A knight who hunts animals rather than humans and has senses so acute that he can smell what Diana is thinking...what's not to love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This book is the first of a trilogy and certainly ends leaving you wanting more. Damn that cliffhanger ending!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-4824808883183763879?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4824808883183763879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=4824808883183763879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4824808883183763879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/4824808883183763879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/discovery-of-witches.html' title='A Discovery of Witches'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gmvYj-TdG4/TakQVZRwPbI/AAAAAAAABXI/SHk7L5HNiAA/s72-c/Deborah-Harkness-A-Discovery-of-Witches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-44997855562137945</id><published>2011-04-15T20:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T20:15:28.544+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><title type='text'>Attack of the Killer Sausage Rolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I told you all last week about my new scales. I've weighed myself on the old scales and the new scales and I've tried to figure out the difference all mathematically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New, adjusted starting weight: 80.5 kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Current weight on whizz-bang scales: 71.5 kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, although it looks like I've gained weight since last week's post, let's focus on the big picture and notice that I've lost a total of 9 kg! Yay! And who am I kidding? No-one other than me is really paying that close attention to the numbers anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like I've settled into a reliable routine when it comes to what I'm eating. It feels pretty easy. The problem comes when I have to eat out. Here are some examples:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I managed to offend a relative by refusing her home-made sausage rolls at a family birthday party. They were hors d'oeuvres before the main meal, so it wouldn't have been a big deal that I didn't eat any, except that my mum helpfully said something along the lines of, "That's how you're losing so much weight, Fiona, by not eating things like these sausage rolls!". Helpful. Later when I had a glass of wine with my meal, the sausage roll maker said, "Is wine allowed on your diet?" rather archly. Oooops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Jp01Phfi_Q/Tae4rh568zI/AAAAAAAABXA/sFjagIfJizs/s1600/sausage+rolls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Jp01Phfi_Q/Tae4rh568zI/AAAAAAAABXA/sFjagIfJizs/s320/sausage+rolls.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a family Christening, everyone decamped to the nearest pub for a celebratory light lunch. It was all finger food: crackers with cheese and cabanossi, pies, quiches and sausage rolls (again!), fried chicken pieces and cake. I'm serious, there was not a vegetable in sight, nor a healthy, low-points option. Now I could have just not eaten, but I was hungry because we'd had to leave home about an hour and a half before the Christening to travel. And then the service went for a loooooong time. And I knew I had a long drive home. So I nibbled on a spinach and cheese triangle and half a mini quiche and wished for a glass of wine but didn't want to waste the points on one since I was already eating buttery pastry and cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Alana's birthday on Monday. We're going out for dinner with some of her friends to GPK - Gourmet Pizza Kitchen. They have a huge range of toppings so I'm really hoping that I'll be able to find something with lots of vegies that I can relax and enjoy. I know that WW includes extra weekly points for just these sorts of occasions, so I'm hoping to use some of my extras for birthday cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XppHCMxWAng/Tae7OqmpCtI/AAAAAAAABXE/z7GUwqCocL4/s1600/chocolate+mousse+cake.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XppHCMxWAng/Tae7OqmpCtI/AAAAAAAABXE/z7GUwqCocL4/s1600/chocolate+mousse+cake.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you manage when you have to eat out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;{This post is part of Brandy at You Don't Know Fat Ass Friday. Click the button at the top of the post to visit Brandy and/or play along.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-44997855562137945?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/44997855562137945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=44997855562137945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/44997855562137945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/44997855562137945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/attack-of-killer-sausage-rolls.html' title='Attack of the Killer Sausage Rolls'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-6138810332307452682</id><published>2011-04-11T11:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T11:29:31.849+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>The Easter Bunny's Early Arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though the title of my most recent post included the words "Yay for shopping!", I don't really enjoy shopping. What I like is &lt;em&gt;buying&lt;/em&gt;. Notice the subtle difference?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's been quite a lot of buying going on at my place lately. We got a little cash injection via the bank to fund some orthodontic work for the kids and our planned holiday overseas next year. And while there's money to be spent, you can be sure that we can find things to spend it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went shopping - &lt;em&gt;the whole family&lt;/em&gt; - after Alana's ballet eisteddfod yesterday. We needed some stuff, like new shoes for the kids and new clothes for the husband. So we hit Erina Fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The husband &lt;em&gt;likes &lt;/em&gt;shopping. He's a browser. We head into a shop with a specific item to get, and before we've taken three steps in the door he's become distracted by something hanging in his eyeline. Or we'll be striding down the mall, headed to a particular shop, and he'll veer off into a store just because something catches his eye! The people that design shopping centres in order to get you to part with as much of your money as possible have really got his number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, while we were in KMart, supposedly looking for some new school shoes for Alana,&amp;nbsp;the husband called me over to the home entertainment section. Uh oh. He showed me a Wii package and looked hopefully at me. He's been wanting a Wii for a long time, like since Christmas. He suggested that we ask the children if they'd like a Wii for Easter instead of chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's a girl to do? A Wii definitely wasn't on the shopping list. We've got plenty of things to spend our money on that we really &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;. But the husband works hard and he deserves a treat. So I put on my serious face, found the kids, and put it to them: no chocolate for Easter, but instead a Wii. What do you think they said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now it's the first day of the school holidays and the Wii has been on since the crack of dawn. The husband is at work and I am wrangling the fights over turns. I wonder how the kids will feel on Easter morning when there's no chocolate? That's still two weeks away, enough time for them to forget that no chocolate was part of the deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you enjoy shopping with the family? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-6138810332307452682?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6138810332307452682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=6138810332307452682&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6138810332307452682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/6138810332307452682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-bunnys-early-arrival.html' title='The Easter Bunny&apos;s Early Arrival'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5619291046253579615</id><published>2011-04-08T19:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T19:27:36.200+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><title type='text'>New Scales! Yay for shopping!</title><content type='html'>Starting weight: 78 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight last week: 72 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current weight: 70.5 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight loss this week: 1.5 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess what? I went shopping yesterday and bought myself a whiz-bang set of digital scales. You know the fancy-pants ones that calculate your body fat percentage, muscle mass, bone density and body water percentage? Yeah, those ones. You are so jealous right now, aren't you? The scales were on special at Myer for $55 down from $149.95. Bargain! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've tried them out and guess what? My old scales weren't giving me a very accurate weight. Who'da thunk it? So, boo, I'm actually heavier than I thought :( It doesn't take away my weight loss, it just means that I was heavier than I thought at the beginning :( Unless I have a super weight loss week it probably means that I'll show a gain next week because I'll start using the correct measurements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now click on the button below and go visit Brandy. I'm posting this even though she hasn't put her Fat Ass Friday post up yet because I know I'm going to be busy tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5619291046253579615?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5619291046253579615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5619291046253579615&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5619291046253579615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5619291046253579615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-scales-yay-for-shopping.html' title='New Scales! Yay for shopping!'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s72-c/fat_ass_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-5241070833607438876</id><published>2011-04-06T14:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T14:58:21.715+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Graduation Roadtrip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week Chris and I took a mini road trip to Wagga for my graduation. Here are some maps to show you where we went. I'm starting with a map of the whole of Australia, then zooming in progressively so you can see our actual route.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XveTbTKuWjs/TZvoEOlPyoI/AAAAAAAABWc/7nnSGdE8VCU/s1600/roadtrip+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XveTbTKuWjs/TZvoEOlPyoI/AAAAAAAABWc/7nnSGdE8VCU/s320/roadtrip+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1rErd5rZuM/TZvoVGf07mI/AAAAAAAABWg/lGA3sDkqtDE/s1600/roadtrip+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1rErd5rZuM/TZvoVGf07mI/AAAAAAAABWg/lGA3sDkqtDE/s320/roadtrip+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X1gt1ry8fec/TZvonjL2NbI/AAAAAAAABWk/usuxnEbm3_0/s1600/roadtrip+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X1gt1ry8fec/TZvonjL2NbI/AAAAAAAABWk/usuxnEbm3_0/s320/roadtrip+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQlCt_-jb70/TZvo5vXQ6VI/AAAAAAAABWo/KSA1NdPJapA/s1600/roadtrip+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQlCt_-jb70/TZvo5vXQ6VI/AAAAAAAABWo/KSA1NdPJapA/s320/roadtrip+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was about five and a quarter hours driving each way, and we only had one night's accomodation, so we didn't really leave time for much in the way of sight-seeing. I think that was a real mistake, as I'd never been to Wagga before. What we should have done was make a week's holiday of it and take the kids with us, but that just didn't seem like a viable option when we were planning. I'd definitely like to go back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The countryside that we drove through was what seems to me to be typical Australian farmland. I've enjoyed a fair few family holidays driving through New South Wales, and though I've seen it all before, it never fails to lift my spirits to see it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PXd4RHf9VLA/TZvqVyyUSNI/AAAAAAAABWs/4efMzQNaZxs/s1600/graduation+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PXd4RHf9VLA/TZvqVyyUSNI/AAAAAAAABWs/4efMzQNaZxs/s320/graduation+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-4iScXFNF4/TZvqqUVE98I/AAAAAAAABWw/BU7zUm6_b54/s1600/graduation+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-4iScXFNF4/TZvqqUVE98I/AAAAAAAABWw/BU7zUm6_b54/s320/graduation+014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The above photos were taken near Gundagai. We stopped at "The Dog on the Tucker Box" on the way home because I'd never seen it before. Let me tell you a little bit about Gundagai and the dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First listen to this popular old bush song, sung by Australian country music legend Slim Dusty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P1KH9qBWK1E?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gYSngj0LYYA/TZvuj-ZxSsI/AAAAAAAABW0/kXkahQtLyQE/s1600/graduation+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gYSngj0LYYA/TZvuj-ZxSsI/AAAAAAAABW0/kXkahQtLyQE/s320/graduation+012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here comes a confession to my lack of Australian historical knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I knew the song, I knew it well, I'd sung it many times. But I did not know what on earth the dog on the tuckerbox was all about. I'd heard of it, of course. I know that "tucker" is Aussie slang for food, so I know that a tuckerbox is something you keep your food in. I knew that it was a story from Australia's pioneering days. I had some notion in the back of my head that it was a monument to a wonderful, loyal dog who had guarded a drover's food. But I didn't really know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We got to the dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JIfZldxkZZQ/TZvwSdoqmEI/AAAAAAAABW4/fKSPW-XJ7oE/s1600/graduation+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JIfZldxkZZQ/TZvwSdoqmEI/AAAAAAAABW4/fKSPW-XJ7oE/s320/graduation+013.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there I read this poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm used to punchin' bullock teams across the hills and plains.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've teamed outback for forty years through bleedin' hail and rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've lived a lot of troubles down, without a bloomin' lie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can't forget what happened just five miles from Gundagai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Twas getting dark, the team got bored, the axle snapped in two.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lost me matches and me pipe, so what was I to do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rain it was coming on, and hungry too was I,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And me dog shat in me tucker-box five miles from Gundagai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some blokes I know have stacks of luck, no matter where they fall,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there was I, Lord love a duck, no bloody luck at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't heat a pot of tea or keep me trousers dry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And me dog shat in me tucker-box five miles from Gundagai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, I can forgive the bleedin' team, I can forgive the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can forgive the damp and cold and go through it again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can forgive the rotten luck, but 'ang me till I die,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't forgive that bloody dog, five miles from Gundagai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Um, what?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the dog we build a monument to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as to the graduation itself, you can read all about it at my "other" blog &lt;a href="http://fiona-workinprogress.blogspot.com/2011/04/graduation.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-5241070833607438876?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5241070833607438876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=5241070833607438876&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5241070833607438876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/5241070833607438876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/graduation-roadtrip.html' title='Graduation Roadtrip'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XveTbTKuWjs/TZvoEOlPyoI/AAAAAAAABWc/7nnSGdE8VCU/s72-c/roadtrip+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-1290941846258123979</id><published>2011-04-05T14:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T14:28:15.795+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm way overdue in showing you the rest of the contents of the package that &lt;a href="http://www.dillypoochatter.com/"&gt;Dillypoo&lt;/a&gt; sent me. I'm sure she's going to be&amp;nbsp;embarrassed if I make too much of a fuss, but I really wanted to show you all what fabulous stuff she sent me. Waaaaay better than the stuff I sent her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVXwst8cG2c/TZpSFpg6toI/AAAAAAAABV0/ZIFgjKYCbeI/s1600/dillypoo+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVXwst8cG2c/TZpSFpg6toI/AAAAAAAABV0/ZIFgjKYCbeI/s320/dillypoo+009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looooove this all natural Lavender soap. It smells divine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eF8INsFNvs/TZpSoAgsnNI/AAAAAAAABV4/3oGRsyzITlM/s1600/dillypoo+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eF8INsFNvs/TZpSoAgsnNI/AAAAAAAABV4/3oGRsyzITlM/s320/dillypoo+010.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something to put on my toast when I don't feel like Vegemite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iNrB6wqOcp0/TZpTAYDymvI/AAAAAAAABV8/UlbVlpG_qMg/s1600/dillypoo+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iNrB6wqOcp0/TZpTAYDymvI/AAAAAAAABV8/UlbVlpG_qMg/s320/dillypoo+011.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dyt3c4U1Tpo/TZpTRlBOl3I/AAAAAAAABWA/tu3YMikLUZo/s1600/dillypoo+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dyt3c4U1Tpo/TZpTRlBOl3I/AAAAAAAABWA/tu3YMikLUZo/s320/dillypoo+012.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute! I'm guessing that the Armadillo is the state animal of Texas :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSYncGeqyoI/TZpU5IPNztI/AAAAAAAABWE/3Jt7iYrKYEg/s1600/dillypoo+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSYncGeqyoI/TZpU5IPNztI/AAAAAAAABWE/3Jt7iYrKYEg/s320/dillypoo+013.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha, I didn't mean to look so serious in this photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0V8UGq8a9E/TZqAAwzFSvI/AAAAAAAABWI/8xruBBSaVO4/s1600/dillypoo+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0V8UGq8a9E/TZqAAwzFSvI/AAAAAAAABWI/8xruBBSaVO4/s320/dillypoo+014.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of books! I've got enough recipes to cook something new every day, I'm practising my Texan twang, and I know just what to see and do when my family visits Texas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-9ZWpx59WY/TZqQdxaDuFI/AAAAAAAABWQ/RMi2USZ1npw/s1600/dillypoo+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-9ZWpx59WY/TZqQdxaDuFI/AAAAAAAABWQ/RMi2USZ1npw/s320/dillypoo+015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't used this cookie-cutter-in-the-shape-of-Texas yet. It's quite big, so I'd have to make quite a bit of dough to use it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhJSidYkl7Y/TZqSRYmvkmI/AAAAAAAABWU/T-EiOlFNpgc/s1600/dillypoo+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhJSidYkl7Y/TZqSRYmvkmI/AAAAAAAABWU/T-EiOlFNpgc/s320/dillypoo+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have all four of the personalised tags Dillypoo got us on my keys. It makes me smile to see them there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9D-Cjmm5G5E/TZqY0wGE2EI/AAAAAAAABWY/Wq1_q8t7WYs/s1600/dillypoo+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9D-Cjmm5G5E/TZqY0wGE2EI/AAAAAAAABWY/Wq1_q8t7WYs/s320/dillypoo+017.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, Dillypoo included a set of cards with pictures of "The Professor"'s artwork. Go &lt;a href="http://www.johnhartley.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you're curious and want to find out more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many, many thanks to the ever-delightful Dillypoo for all the gifts that she sent. She'll know better next time that international postage is a lot more than domestic!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-1290941846258123979?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1290941846258123979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=1290941846258123979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1290941846258123979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/1290941846258123979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/presents.html' title='Presents'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVXwst8cG2c/TZpSFpg6toI/AAAAAAAABV0/ZIFgjKYCbeI/s72-c/dillypoo+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-7670821140441888879</id><published>2011-04-01T15:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:41:25.626+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat ass friday'/><title type='text'>Fat Ass Friday, again.</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you getting sick of me saying y'all yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess what? I went on a road trip this week! To attend my graduation, so I'm now officially a Master of Education, fat lot of good it's doing getting me a job. So yay for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's a picture of me in my gown, hood and trencher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V34ZeDepfuw/TZVPiH15nNI/AAAAAAAABVo/PUi65l0pM_U/s1600/graduation+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V34ZeDepfuw/TZVPiH15nNI/AAAAAAAABVo/PUi65l0pM_U/s320/graduation+005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more about my graduation road trip when I get around to it. Anyway, on with the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting weight: 78 kg&lt;br /&gt;Weight a fortnight ago: 73 kg&lt;br /&gt;Current weight: 72 kg&lt;br /&gt;Weight loss this fortnight: 1 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed last week's festivities due to &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/breaking-news-texan-feast-here.html"&gt;package excitement&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/texan-feast-recipes-and-photos-part-2.html"&gt;Texan Feast&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still feel like I don't have confidence in the weight loss that I've achieved so far. I feel like I'll step on the scales and suddenly discover that I'm right back where I started. My clothes and the tape measure are telling me that I'm getting slimmer, but I just don't feel like it's really sticking yet. Any of you guys feel the same?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really wish I had a set of digital scales. I'm doing WW Online, so I weigh at home, and my scales are the old-fashioned dial sort. I can step on them three times and get three different weights. I step on and off about ten times and adjust the little knob to make sure the needle is pointing EXACTLY&amp;nbsp;at zero before I finally record my weight. It's annoying. So if there are any digital scale manufacturers out there reading this, please send me a set and I promise I'll mention your brand and promote it to death!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for all the encouragement everyone. I love all your comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now click on the button below so you can visit Brandy. While you're there, I recommend watching the video of her Zumba-ing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandyatyoudontknow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vPBp10kCIUk/TTW1RRin3-I/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPqVS-jMcJM/s400/fat_ass_friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-7670821140441888879?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7670821140441888879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=7670821140441888879&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7670821140441888879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/7670821140441888879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/fat-ass-friday-again.html' title='Fat Ass Friday, again.'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V34ZeDepfuw/TZVPiH15nNI/AAAAAAAABVo/PUi65l0pM_U/s72-c/graduation+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-9001141649104282731</id><published>2011-03-28T15:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:56:52.972+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Texan Feast - Recipes and Photos - Part 2</title><content type='html'>Did you miss Part 1? Check it out &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/texan-feast-recipes-and-photos-part-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, so now everyone's up to speed; a fabulous Texan dinner with the following menu:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Appetizer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crackers with Cream Cheese and Jalapeno Jelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Main&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Texas Chili...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So let's contin﻿ue shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was worried that the kids would find the Texas Chili too spicy, so I cooked a "pretend chili" for them using mince simmered in Napoletana sauce. I served it with Fettucine. With kids, you can never go wrong with what was basically spaghetti bolognese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7lgqvE3VC4/TZADixLfKZI/AAAAAAAABUo/-MKNMyPzKdg/s1600/texan+feast+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7lgqvE3VC4/TZADixLfKZI/AAAAAAAABUo/-MKNMyPzKdg/s320/texan+feast+008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To go with our Chili, I knew we needed something breadlike. The &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/southern-feast-or-what-i-cooked-from.html"&gt;last time I cooked southern food&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I attempted Biscuits, and they didn't turn out too good, so this time I thought I'd take a crack at Corn Bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luckily &lt;a href="http://www.dillypoochatter.com/"&gt;Dillypoo&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;sent me this little gem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDwOZ9RWaeE/TZAFUGHKc0I/AAAAAAAABUs/ut0wdX6l-b0/s1600/dillypoo+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDwOZ9RWaeE/TZAFUGHKc0I/AAAAAAAABUs/ut0wdX6l-b0/s320/dillypoo+004.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prize-winning recipes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I chose "Jalapeno Corn Bread" which won Best of Show/Breads at the 1980 State Fair of Texas! I'm sure you can't get any more authentic than that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are the ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup cornmeal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(For Australians, that is Polenta. It's a little coarser than what Americans call cornmeal, but it's all we can get.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pT7sETe5Nfg/TZAGX107eBI/AAAAAAAABUw/e-65ZcKkTUY/s1600/texan+feast+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pT7sETe5Nfg/TZAGX107eBI/AAAAAAAABUw/e-65ZcKkTUY/s320/texan+feast+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2/3 cup buttermilk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Everything Southern I've cooked so far requires buttermilk!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 eggs, slightly beaten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 tsp soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/3 cup melted shortening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(For Aussies - I used Copha which is vegetable shortening, and also happens to be an ingredient in that children's party favourite - Chocolate Crackles. That's a story for another time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4x3fo9L-4Gs/TZAHZCL6VNI/AAAAAAAABU0/vzBQuwRiy60/s1600/texan+feast+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4x3fo9L-4Gs/TZAHZCL6VNI/AAAAAAAABU0/vzBQuwRiy60/s320/texan+feast+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 oz green chilies, finely chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I was a bit scared, so I just used one de-seeded chili.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T260o3FhCTg/TZAHxXC13VI/AAAAAAAABU4/L4qVhCxVg_c/s1600/dillypoo+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T260o3FhCTg/TZAHxXC13VI/AAAAAAAABU4/L4qVhCxVg_c/s320/dillypoo+005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup grated sharp Cheddar cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup cream-style corn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5di9G9k9zY/TZAIJK2FcZI/AAAAAAAABU8/dKrDFrqf984/s1600/texan+feast+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5di9G9k9zY/TZAIJK2FcZI/AAAAAAAABU8/dKrDFrqf984/s320/texan+feast+005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here's how you make the Corn Bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mix all the ingredients, except for the cheese, in a bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-k1naYHlu8/TZAMnfadRHI/AAAAAAAABVI/kmJgq9Vkzho/s1600/texan+feast+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-k1naYHlu8/TZAMnfadRHI/AAAAAAAABVI/kmJgq9Vkzho/s320/texan+feast+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pour half the batter in greased 9-inch pan. Spread cheese over batter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XC1JUQQsCk4/TZAQbUKrbhI/AAAAAAAABVM/re5HNrh2Rug/s1600/texan+feast+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XC1JUQQsCk4/TZAQbUKrbhI/AAAAAAAABVM/re5HNrh2Rug/s320/texan+feast+006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pour remaining batter on top of cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfT2K134ZIo/TZAQ2r2Jl8I/AAAAAAAABVQ/3rwjG69SXnQ/s1600/texan+feast+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfT2K134ZIo/TZAQ2r2Jl8I/AAAAAAAABVQ/3rwjG69SXnQ/s320/texan+feast+007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bake 30-40 minutes in&amp;nbsp;375 degree oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(190 celcius for the Aussies.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLb1f_kLJ0g/TZARQCramjI/AAAAAAAABVU/EK65u3X_7Aw/s1600/texan+feast+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLb1f_kLJ0g/TZARQCramjI/AAAAAAAABVU/EK65u3X_7Aw/s320/texan+feast+015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here it is straight out of the oven. You can see that I look pretty pleased with myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx79c7uSw-Q/TZARmoqDvgI/AAAAAAAABVY/rrPGEU_JizE/s1600/texan+feast+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx79c7uSw-Q/TZARmoqDvgI/AAAAAAAABVY/rrPGEU_JizE/s320/texan+feast+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's our table with the Chili, Corn Bread and Green Salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAl_cJyza2Y/TZASxbpizjI/AAAAAAAABVc/o68F72x7_Z4/s1600/texan+feast+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAl_cJyza2Y/TZASxbpizjI/AAAAAAAABVc/o68F72x7_Z4/s320/texan+feast+017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I'm sure you're wondering, what about dessert? Dillypoo also sent my some Praline Pecans. I decided to keep it simple and serve vanilla icecream over which we could sprinkle some of the pecans that I chopped up. I also served some pecans in a little bowl for us to nibble on with our coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvY3hs6HnYg/TZAThzLXCfI/AAAAAAAABVg/Xu_2kkt1U8E/s1600/texan+feast+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvY3hs6HnYg/TZAThzLXCfI/AAAAAAAABVg/Xu_2kkt1U8E/s320/texan+feast+019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izBCS3vPfqQ/TZATyUUABDI/AAAAAAAABVk/MlW07eTXBgY/s1600/texan+feast+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izBCS3vPfqQ/TZATyUUABDI/AAAAAAAABVk/MlW07eTXBgY/s320/texan+feast+020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so pleased and happy with how the meal turned out! Love and hugs to my sweet friend Dillypoo. And there was still MORE stuff in the box she sent me, but I will have to tell you about that another day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111163493446491345-9001141649104282731?l=readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9001141649104282731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111163493446491345&amp;postID=9001141649104282731&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/9001141649104282731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111163493446491345/posts/default/9001141649104282731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/texan-feast-recipes-and-photos-part-2.html' title='Texan Feast - Recipes and Photos - Part 2'/><author><name>Fiona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358728869887041648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWakgdg6hhA/Tjy6gC0iN2I/AAAAAAAABak/L88csZJENqQ/s220/Hairjacket%2B003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7lgqvE3VC4/TZADixLfKZI/AAAAAAAABUo/-MKNMyPzKdg/s72-c/texan+feast+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111163493446491345.post-4090145976382023787</id><published>2011-03-28T14:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T14:28:20.684+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseswap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Texan Feast - Recipes and Photos - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was so excited to receive my box of goodies from Dillypoo (see &lt;a href="http://readersrandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/breaking-news-texan-feast-here.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) that I decided to cook a "Texan Feast" straight away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As an appetizer, I decided to follow Dillypoo's advice and serve the Jalapeno Jelly she sent me spooned over cream cheese with crackers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVVv1uci2sU/TY_NSXlA7PI/AAAAAAAABUQ/WXK5nA-Jao4/s1600/texan+feast+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVVv1uci2sU/TY_NSXlA7PI/AAAAAAAABUQ/WXK5nA-Jao4/s320/texan+feast+011.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtjpScCqT3c/TY_Nkv7mtJI/AAAAAAAABUU/ymKQZsXH1rc/s1600/texan+feast+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtjpScCqT3c/TY_Nkv7mtJI/AAAAAAAABUU/ymKQZsXH1rc/s320/texan+feast+013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone thought it was just delicious! The Jalapeno Jelly was sweeter than we expected, and not as hot. It disappeared pretty quickly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gcuVitPe-8/TY_OGacHlaI/AAAAAAAABUY/3iItqs26GY0/s1600/texan+feast+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gcuVitPe-8/TY_OGacHlaI/AAAAAAAABUY/3iItqs26GY0/s320/texan+feast+014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put out some mild salsa and corn chips for the kids in case the Jalapeno Jelly was too hot for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7p1b194gnc/TY_OgSq5jvI/AAAAAAAABUc/1apG2eMfheo/s1600/texan+feast+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7p1b194gnc/TY_OgSq5jvI/AAAAAAAABUc/1apG2eMfheo/s320/texan+feast+012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the main course of my Texa﻿n Feast, I decided to use the D.L Jardine's Texas Chili Works that Dillypoo sent me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iDVPI9WWsD4/TY1nG4n0gCI/AAAAAAAABT8/usY_8e5Gjwo/s1600/dillypoo+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iDVPI9WWsD4/TY1nG4n0gCI/AAAAAAAABT8/usY_8e5Gjwo/s320/dillypoo+003.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Sorry about the picture, for some reason Blogger has decided that it needs to be sideways.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I had it in my head that Chili needs to be cooked for a long time so that the meat is really tender and the flavour has time to develop, so I started nice and early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;First I browned the mince. I used 1 kg of beef mince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U96MCf_nLNE/TY1ooue3orI/AAAAAAAABUA/81qSwGHnYyA/s1600/dillypoo+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U96MCf_nLNE/TY1ooue3orI/AAAAAAAABUA/81qSwGHnYyA/s320/dillypoo+006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next, the recipe called for 2 cups of water and an "8 oz can of tomato sauce". Here in Australia we don't have canned tomato sauce. What we call tomato sauce is what we put on top of sausages or meat pies and is, I think, similar to American "tomato ketchup". Never fear, Google to the rescue, I am reliably informed that this can of tomato puree will do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jX_HhMedpl4/TY1pcL0vW3I/AAAAAAAABUE/mav4sdDmBCE/s1600/dillypoo+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jX_HhMedpl4/TY1pcL0vW3I/AAAAAAAABUE/mav4sdDmBCE/s320/dillypoo+007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used 1 cup, and simmered the mince, tomato and water for a while in a big pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sP2lSUywU1M/TY1pzcUYnLI/AAAAAAAABUI/DAqSedHkLlc/s1600/dillypoo+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sP2lSUywU1M/TY1pzcUYnLI/AAAAAAAABUI/DAqSedHkLlc/s320/dillypoo+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next I added the Chili Spices. They smelled delicious. I could definitely detect paprika, chilli and cumin and maybe some cayenne pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xjegm9GHLVo/TY1r83V9ZII/AAAAAAAABUM/_DYNaf9gGk4/s1600/dillypoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xjegm9GHLVo/TY1r83V9ZII/AAAAAAAABUM/_DYNaf9gGk4/s320/dillypoo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chili was simmering away when my sister and her family arrived. Immediately my sister commented on the delicious smell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I mixed the Masa with some water and added it to the Chili. I'm told that this thickens the chili and gives it that certain something for a unique and authentic taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlIQmTA0QRc/TY_Pi7oUX_I/AAAAAAAABUg/k2MUKx1d1oA/s1600/texan+feast+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlIQmTA0QRc/TY_Pi7oUX_I/AAAAAAAABUg/k2MUKx1d1oA/s320/texan+feast+010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I added the Hot Pepper. I added half the packet, let it simmer for a while, then tasted it to see how hot it was. It tasted about right to me, so I saved the rest of the pepper for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gWB-aKo3y4/TY_QI4u4i8I/AAAAAAAABUk/CyLj2cYdy3k/s1600/texan+feast+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gWB-aKo3y4/TY_QI4u4i8I/AAAAAAAABUk/CyLj2cYdy3k/s320/texan+feast+009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I've realised that this post is becoming "bigger than Texas", so I've decided to stop here. 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