Being Green

If a pug can do it, surely we all can?

Check out the orginal Puglet from the Daily Puglet Blog being green...talk about super extra special and awesome tricks!

In the news!

Woot!  A few blog entries back I mentioned that I was visited by Flat Puglet and I took him around Sydney.  Well I just heard from the original Puglet today that for a promotional artical about Flat Puglet they used a photo I took from his visit here!  Talk about a jumping up and down moment.  Check out the article here.

Crick of the neck

Last weekend I cricked my neck on Sunday morning, I couldn't turn it to the left and I was in a lot of pain.  After taking a mountain of nurofen and keeping my heat pillow on it pretty much all day I managed to loosen it up enough to be able to get about.  Then on Tuesday I went to see my massage therapist and he worked out the muscles.  It hurt like I can't describe but I felt much better and two days later was though it was all over.

It's a week later (the following Sunday) and this morning I did something again.  I just stretched my neck and I felt everything going crack.  Next thing I knew I was whimpering in pain, barely able to move.  Strangely even though it seemed to happen in my neck it was my lower shoulder that was in pain.  In fact almost 12 hours later it still is.  I've been dosing up on nurofen and heat again, pretty much laying straight on my back all day, but still it hurts and I'm worried about how I'm going to sleep tomorrow.

So this time I've decided to go see a physio as I think the problem might be more than muscular.  The fact that I heard my neck crack and have repeatly since makes me think something skeletal may also be the difficulty.  So I'm calling early tomorrow in hopes of getting in.  I'm wondering if I'm going to be able to drive, if things don't improve it's going to be a taxi job.

It's the killer attack of MANFLU

I've been imprisoned all Easter Weekend, not by my own lack of interest in going outside, but by my boyfriends attack of flu...which will hence be referred to as Manflu, because he is pathetic about it. 

Interestingly he's managed to go to the movies with me (his choice of movie of course) and has cleaned up the music room so he can do some composition, but I can't really complain.  I wanted to go out, and it was his turn to pick the movie, plus I've been wanting that room cleaned out for months, haven't done it myself and am absolutely ecstatic that it's been done now!  I love looking at it, keep just walking in there to experience the unclutter.

Regardless he is a sook when sick, here he is lying in bed on Monday afternoon, playing on his iPhone and sounding very stuffy.  (he actually has a cold but manflu sounds much better than mancold  LOL)  So I'm sitting next to him in bed right now to write this and am stroking his head.  Seems to make him feel better. 

Tomorrow is back to work after the Easter weekend and I'm no doubt going to have to battle with him about returning if he's still feeling sick.  Although really I just wish he'd take the meds to keep the phlegm off his chest, or we'll have a week of coughing to live through before this is over. 

Oh well I'll make him a yummy stew with veggies for dinner and that should help too.

Opportunity presented

An opportunity has been presented to me work wise that really wasn't what I expected.  It could help me with building contacts and reputation for my company, but it pays a lot less than I would get as a teacher. 

I'm definitely going to take it, it's regular money no matter how much it is and means I'll be involved in a school community again.  I just hope it lives up to my expectations when it comes to the opportunity it presents.  It's not obvious opportunity.  There is no guarantee that anything will come from this, so it's up to me to prove myself and work it.  I need to make something out of this.

This means working on what is my major obstacle, my fear of social situations.  Specifically networking.  I can stand in front of a crowd of people and deliver a course of Professional Development now and not bat an eye.  I don't get daunted by that any longer, I've conquered that fear, and it was a major fear.  But the face to face, meeting and greeting, chatting without always having a specific topic or goal is hard for me.  Those who I've become friends with already are not a challenge for me, I can chat with them fine, but people I barely or only slightly know are a larger challenge.  I'm going to keep working at it though, I can't conquer this fear too.

Now I just need this opportunity to come through and help me to feel more secure financially.  I think it'll help me with my depression about being home alos, people to get ot know and socialise with!

Cowards and a pile of squares.

I found this horrid little message in my mail box this afternoon.  Not only did they not sign their name and say who they represent (cowards!), they've dropped this nasty little pieces of paper in a major immigrant area of Sydney.  Nasty pieces of work.

I really can't understand the ignorant and prejudice attitude of some people.  They happily enjoy the benefits of having immigrants come to Australia, but then grumble about them stealing jobs and blame them for everything that's wrong with our wonderful country.  It just makes me so sad.

On a happier note...

I've been working hard on my crochet squares and am now 1/6 into my blanket.  It's great knowing what colours I'm going to use now.  I'm a little concerned that the brown is a bit too dark and that the honey colour doesn't match, but short of mixing wool types I didn't have a lot of choice.  Not to mention this wool was on special. 

Thing I can't understand is why people would do this for any reason outside of pleasure like I'm doing it for.  Even with the wool on special it's costing me over $100 to make!

Lonely Birthday

So I just wrote a long passive agreesive blog entry and deleted it.  I hate it when I do that.  My blog might be a place to express myself, but it is not a way to send messages to those I love.  If I have issues I need to raise them with them, not put it out there for the world to see and make them feel bad.

My birthday was a whole lot of spoilage.  Not only did my partner buy for me the wonderful boots I've been drooling over for weeks, I also got a 4 hour day spa package called "The Be All and End All" at Endota Spa.  It was actually for our anniversary, but I went the day for my birthday, so it felt like it was for that.  I got a foot bath, scrubed down, wrapped, soaked in a spa, massaged and a facial.  Totally wonderful, if you're interested in a good spa I'd highly recommend them and they're all over Australia apparently.  I got myself a couple of cupcakes afterward the continue the celebration at home.

So that was my birthday, it was kind of lonely not having the ones I love around me, but I suppose I need to get use to that.  I'm not a kid anymore and not every birthday is going to be a big celebration.