Exercise lesson 1: strengthening your jaw muscles

I swear this time I mean it, I can never eat again. I really don't think my stomach will ever again feel empty. I have eaten so much rich food in the last week, I've practically become invinsible. By that I mean, it would probably take a pretty sharp blade to get through my hardened arteries!

Saturday night we cooked for Matt's aunt's birthday.... Scallops and prawns in ginger, lime and garlic on a bed of finely sliced snow peas and capsicum for entree. Followed by roast lamb with garlic, oregano and preserved lemons; grilled asparagus with parmesan cheese and pepper; hasselback potatoes with paprika; and snowpeas and carrots. This was followed by creme Brulee. (the entree was accompanied by veuve clicquot champagne; the main by grange).

Sunday we had a lamb shank pizza at a nice italian place. Last night I went out to dinner and I had steak with tempura bugs. Tonight we went to Matt's aunts and she cooked potato bake and we cooked eye fillet steak with peppercorn sauce. Honestly I'm so full. I can't remember the last time I had so much red meat in one week.

I really need to just eat salad for a week now, but there are so many more celebrations to go!

Birthday season can be real tough on the stomach..... :)

Life

has been busy. I've not been on the net much at all. Today I've been listening to belle and sebastian again. A fantastic band, and now I have a few lines from one of their songs in my head, and they're the only ones I know from the song:
"This is just a modern rock song,
This is just a sorry lament,
We're four boys in corduroys,
We're not terrific but we're competent."

Now unfortunately all my thoughts have gone from my head because that's stuck in my head. Oh well, I will come back and write something worthwhile if I think of anything.... I don't know why I'm writing anything at all.... I'm a babbler today.

A

I see you there
A fairy ghost
Dark charcoal sketch
On paper white
I think of you
I'm caring through
My dreams and tears
Each winter night

You're watching him
Weary angel
Sad and hopeful
Nearly broken
You try so hard
But what you need
Is arms holding you
Words softly spoken

I wish I could
Fly there and mend
Feathers bleeding
That life has torn
To help you through
This awakening
To offer hope
When you are worn

Not a good week

This is not a good week to be someone I consider a friend. Bad things are happening to people.
This is not a good week for me to be a doctor. I am impatient and sad.
This is not a good week. Full stop.

9 July

Happy Birthday
Almost

My Wollemi Pine

Well there was the queensland home garden expo in Nambour this weekend, so Matt and I walke to the showgrounds to have a look around. Grant's parents have recently started a Wollemi Pine Nursery, and they had a fantastic display there, so we bought ourselves a Wollemi Pine. For those unfamiliar it is one of the most prehistoric trees about the place (or something like that). Basically it had been found in the fossil record and no one knew it still existed, until a little while ago it was found out near Sydney (or something like that - I'm not making any real attempt to keep this accurate).

Apart from that we wondered about, every so often returning to the man who was making wood fired pizza and having another woodfired pizza (who would have thought the apple ones would be so yummy?). There was a bird section, and now the types of handtamed birds i would like to own have expanded to include the dusky lorikeet and some kind of moustached parrot (who can recall names). This is making my handtamed birds dream more and more expensive (when you count in the african grey, the eclectus, the sun conure, the quaker parrot etc).

We watched them make a no dig garden, they made it seem a lot harder then it really is - We've made no dig gardens a few times, and it was never that tricky and everything grew wonderfully in it. We also went to a talk on grafting or something like that (I was sleepy, so a lot of it went over my head). The man who gave it was talking about how his nursery grafted a tomato plant to potatoes and you could by them and after you'd gotten all the tomatoes, you dug up the roots and had potatoes - apparently didn't take off that wel in the consumer market - but it sounds fantastic to me - I don't know that they're particularly available, which is sad. They had all those "fruit salad" trees where they have 5 fruits growing on the same tree, but they're so expensive!

I had a lovely dinner at one of our friend's houses last night, and as a result I'm quite sleepy, so I think that's all there is from me. I'm sure there were plenty of other interesting things today, but my mind has gone blank.

Endure

I think of my sister whenever I hear this song. It was the first song on a mixed cd I made for her.

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*ENDURE* by Plumb

Questions drip from my umbrella
Shadows hang over me

Stand here, waiting
I know the sky will break
And bleed its light
And kiss my face with mercy

Chorus:
I'll endure the rain
I will wait an hour more
Not sure if I'll see anything
Can I wait here anymore
I'll endure the rain
I will wait an hour more
Not sure if I'll see anything
Can I wait here any longer

Teardrops vanish in a moment
Rainbows hang over me
Darkness, fading
I know the sky will break
And bleed its light
And kiss my face with mercy

Chorus:
I'll endure the rain
I will wait an hour more
Not sure if I'll see anything
Can I wait here anymore
I'll endure the rain
I will wait an hour more
Not sure if I'll see anything
Can I wait here any longer

Can I wait here any longer
Wait here any longer.
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Cheated of our White Wash

When one of our guys was knocked unconscious in the first tackle of the game, I started to get a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, when we were less then half way through the game and we had three players off through injuries, it got a little worse.

Still, up until those last few minutes, I think our guys did a fantastic job, especially Thurston. It's sad that it's not a white wash, but we did win the series, and that does count (I suppose). I thought there were a fair few dodgy calls, and it could have been a different game with a better ref, but I think that nearly every time.

It was certainly a rough game, and every one seemed a little angry tonight, which certainly made the whole thing interesting.

Good night every one.
Congratulations QLD - State of Origin is ours again!