Remember blimmin’ months ago when I promised to tell you about the time I went for a stroll around the block, decided to go off-trail into the bush and nearly put myself into a survival situation? Well I’m finally making good. It happened on Easter Sunday. I remember it well, because I’d eaten a shitload of chocolate and was…
Tag: what the hell
I’m Doing CrossFit and Haven’t Died Yet.
So one stinking hot summer morning back in January, obviously suffering from heatstroke, I signed up for an 8 week CrossFit challenge. As I said in my last post, I’d been trying for years to get my fitness back but for various reasons it wasn’t really working. Week One: Saturday morning rocked up at Urban Energy Fitness for registration and weigh-in….
Cross I’m Not Fit.
Disclaimers: Not sponsored, contains some naughty language, and might get slightly ranty. OMG am I writing a health/fitness/wellness post? Someone slap me in the face with a packet of Tim Tams. Don’t worry, it’s not that kind of post. I’m not trying to offer any wellness wisdom. I actually get sort of pissed off reading about other people’s health habits,…
Guest Post c/- R2D2.
This is a butcherbird. It looks very similar to a magpie, and they are from the same genus. They got their name from their habit of skewering prey on thorns or jamming them in tree crevices to eat later… they’re like the Hannibal Lecters of the bird world. They are generally very bold and cheeky, and often…
Goldilocks & the Ginger Bears.
The Enzed odyssey continues at long last… The 4 hour drive from Dunedin to Arrowtown was fairly uneventful. (Well the first 3.5 hours were very uneventful and the last 0.5 very eventful, so that’s on average.) It felt so nice to be in the country again. We stopped for munchies in Milton and saw farmers politely removing muddy gumboots before…
Thank Ye, Big Yin!
*** LANGUAGE WARNING LANGUAGE WARNING*** … seriously. I went to Billy Connolly’s High Horse show in Brisbane last Saturday night… I apologise to everybody in advance because this will be my sweariest post ever; really Mum you might want to miss this one. Or bits of it. At least until after the moving picture things gifs. Billy has often said that after…
Blog Hop!! …aka What Am I Doing Here, Episode II.
I wanted to do this post weeks ago but I’ve had heaps of stuff on. Heaps. Mostly going on blog tours and procrastinating on Facebook. But finally here’s MY blog tour! Er, welcome! I really do want to do it, but I’ve been putting it off because I can’t imagine anyone caring about my motivations or creative “process”…
Pavanamuktasana My Brains Out.
I first tried yoga on a camping trip about 8 years ago. Yogini Emily taught tried to teach Guy Shannon and I the basics of breathing properly, that the Cat Pose is not a come-on, and that the “Cow Face Pose” has nothing to do with your actual face. The main things I took away was…
Dropped It Cos It Was Hot.
Please note: For the duration of this post I shall be mostly referring to the general buttocks area as “ASS” rather than the correct Australian slang of “ARSE” because it somehow just seems more appropriate. My mad awesome friend Jenny is currently doing pole dancing classes and while we were round her place for dinner…
Where I get my undies in a wad about undies.
Ok, you might notice this is filed under ‘rants’ so heads up on lots of italics for emphasis, as well as a *LANGUAGE WARNING*. (Not too much, just when it really really really fucking needs it.) This is our local Rip Curl surf store down in Burleigh. Notice anything? I crack the shits every time…
Incy Wincy & I Come To An Agreement.
You know how I might’ve intimated I’m a bit of an arachnophobe? Well a rather biggish huntsman appeared in the office a week or so ago, and has somehow still not ended up upside down on the floor with a broom through his head. I think I’m becoming more tolerant, you know, growing as a…
How To Make What The Hell Salad Pie
“We’re making a salad pie. They used to eat it all the time in the olden days, and we know how to make it. Now we just need to put on the pink icing. You have to eat it warm or else it tastes like poo.” They made this for me today. I think…
Still Not A Journal. 