Drama, Drama, Drama

Not my drama, thank God.  I was just having a moment and thanking God that there is no drama in my life.  it exhausting you know.  it takes so much energy, but accomplishes absolutely nothing.

I look at my life, I have a good job, wonderful family and friends, and a husband that loves me...and who i'm yet to have a fight with.  No drama *looks around*  nope none hiding there.

See the problem with having drama, is that you turn into a drama queen.  You can hide it for a while, fly under the radar a bit, but when someone finds you out it's all "shock horror, not me?!"  It's true, that's how it happens.  The biggest problem is that you can only hide the "real" you for so long before everyone sees you for who you are.  And then, you lose everything.

This is the point where the drama can take over, you move on to a new bunch of friends who don't really know you, and spin the same crap to them that got you in trouble the first time.  Or, you can finally wake up, stop being a child, wake up to yourself and start to accept responsibility for your actions.

like I said, drama is exhausting, I'd rather not have it.

Term 1

I'm just about ready to start Term 1 2012 at uni.

Last year I only did 1 subject per term, so that's 2 down and 10 to go! This term I am going to try and do 2 subjects. Not a huge workload if all you are doing is going to uni, but I work full time as well. In saying that, I am a bit more excited about my subjects this year.

This term I am doing Research methods in Psychology, and Introduction to Human Development. I picked up my text books on Friday, all $250 worth!




....and yes I have started reading them. I figure that a head start is always a good thing.

I am actually enjoying reading about Research methods, which whilst doing my science degree was the most boring, bane of my existence type subject. The way the guy has written it has me giggling several times a page, weird I know!

I'm just excited to finally be into the more "meaty" stuff. I just hope I can handle 2 subjects a term, because that way I will be finished mid next year. But then again, that's the point where I decide if I want to do the extra year to do the full psychology, then an internship....hmmmmm, I guess I will have to see what happens in the starting a family realm.


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My Little Soapbox

I'm generally an easy going person, but something has really got my goat. Yesterday, Australia day, a day of celebration was tarnished by a senseless act of hatred. Those involved can call it a "peaceful protest" all they want, but it was hatred.

I want to make something very clear. I'm not a racist. I couldn't care less what colour your skin is. I have friends, and I work with people who are indigenous Australians. I have no problem with them and aborigines as a people.

When, however, you burn my flag, when you deliberately take words spoken out of context and twist their meaning, saying that they inspire racism and hatred. Well then I have a problem.

What really got up my nose was one of these "peaceful protestors" saying that they only want to be treated as equals.

I have a solution for you. No government handouts, no special treatment, no cheap housing, no free education. You want to be treated equally, sure thing. Work hard for every cent. Scrimp and save to get the things you want. Work hard in school to get where you want to go in life (once again I know this isn't all indigenous people, some do work very hard to make a good life for themselves). Don't stand there with you hand out for your check each week and say that white Australians are racist towards you, that we are the ones that hate, that you don't have equal rights. Too right we don't have equal rights! I would love to take some time off work knowing all the bills would be paid, that I could study for free and live in cheap housing.

You want us to be equal, fine, hand back all the hand outs and treat us like normal human beings.

And don't ever burn our flag! Yes OUR flag, our heroes went to war under to make this a free country for ALL. You can choose to have your flag because you are proud of your heritage, fine with me, but don't disrespect our national symbol of freedom.

You want us to go home? We are home, this is as much my country as yours, I was born and bred here. I love Australia. You couldn't pay me enough money in all the world to live anywhere else. And while we go home, how about you go home, because your people weren't originally from here either.

Ok rant over. I know this isn't indicative of all aboriginals, it's always the few that give the rest a bad name. We need to get over the colour of our skin or who was here first. That's generations ago, it's nothing to do with me. We are all Australians start acting like it!


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One year ago....

One year ago today I started my day with a trip to the hairdresser. When I got home there was a brunch on mascarpone cheese, strawberries and croissants, as well as a glass or two of bubbly. Next I had my makeup done. There was the hustle and bustle of others getting ready around me. A photographer arrived and set up a portable studio in the apartment my parents had rented for the event. Finally everyone was ready, the kids were behaving and the time was getting closer. We all left together in a stretch limo, my dad, the kids, the girls and myself. I was getting excited. We arrived at the venue. It was raining, only days before the floods hit. I had to wait as one by one the driver escorted the girls and kids to the door. There was no garden, it was too wet, but on the large verandah they set up a beautiful space. A friend was playing the guitar and singing "Just the way you are". David didn't turn around, he didn't know he was allowed to watch me walk towards him, but the look on his face when I got to his side was enough to convince me that I had made the right choice in choosing him for my husband. We said our vows that day, exactly one year ago. I married my best friend in a simple and quick ceremony. It was exactly what I wanted, simple ceremony with a party for everyone to celebrate with us. This year has been hard in that we moved far away from everything and everyone we knew. We started new jobs, and had to work out this "married life" thing on our own. Everything else has been easy. We love each other, we don't fight, we are on the same crazy wavelength. Happy anniversary to my wonderful husband. It has been amazing sharing my life with you this year and I can't wait for what the future may bring. I am excited for the rest of our lives, and can't wait to grow old with you my love, my heart, my best friend.

New Year

So another year has come and gone, and way too fast for my liking! I mean seriously, where on earth did 2011 go? Here we are in 2012 another year of grand adventures! David and I didn't know what to do for new years so we ended up going to see Goatman and Jules. It was a nice laid back new years, couple of drinks and channel V haha, nice and tame in keeping with my age lol. I have a new haircut to start my year, I quite like it, David doesn't, but I had to get it shorter to undo the haircut (which wasn't all that bad according to my hairdresser) that I had given myself. It will grow again, that's what hair does.

This Sunday is our one year wedding anniversary! I can't believe that a year has gone so fast! The year has been hard in that we have moved so far away from everything we know and started new jobs etc, but I look at 2011 and I am very happy how it has all worked out, David is even happy living where we are now and with a stable, full time job. Still blows my mind that we have been married for a year, sometimes I still look at my rings and I'm shocked that I'm married. I was the girl who had given up on finding someone and getting married, thinking no one would want me, and then David came into my world and he is just amazing. This year we are going to try and start a family which is extremely exciting, I can't wait to be a mum! Happy anniversary for Sunday David, I love you so much!

Very proud of myself

So as a last minuet decision David and I decided to go see some friends in Gympie for New Years. I made it very clear that I couldn't be that close to my parents without seeing them. We have had David's family up for a few weeks before Christmas, but I didn't get to see my family (first time in 29 years I haven't spent Christmas with mum and dad).

I promptly burst into tears crying that "I miss my mummy". Yes I still call her mummy, and yes I do still get homesick!

David being the loving supportive husband he is burst out laughing at me. Apparently I'm supposed to be mature at 29 and not miss my parents to the point of tears.

He then surprised me by saying that he would be ok at home without me if I wanted to stay a few extra days. Luckily flights were cheap so this afternoon we are driving to Gympie then on Sunday we will get to Brisbane. David drives home on Monday because he has to work on Tuesday, but I get to stay until Thursday and fly home! Excited!

So today I have been busy, making sure the house is clean and packing. I also made some yummy meals for David while I'm away that he can just defrost and eat. The one I'm most proud of is the risotto. I have never been very good at it, but this time I decided to try it in the slow cooker! U recommend that all risotto should be done from here on out in the slow cooker because it is amazing!

1 cup arborio rice
2 cups of water with chicken stock mixed in
1 teaspoon of minced garlic
1 chicken breast diced
1 onion sliced
1 cup of each sweet potato, potato, pumpkin and carrot cubed
1 teaspoon of butter
a sprinkling of mixed herbs and pepper to taste

Brown the chicken and onion together (it's always better if you cook the onion and brown the meat before you put it in the slow cooker.
Chuck everything in the slow cooker and cover with the chicken stock and water (I had to add a little extra water after a couple of hours).
Cook on low for 4 - 6 hours (depending on your slow cooker, mine takes about 6 hours).

This should give you 2 large servings, so David has dinner and then lunch for the next day.

He also has my very own version of pasta bake.


500g mince
1 onion
1 teaspoon minced garlic
2 cups of mixed veggies (optional)
1 tin of tomatoes or 3 diced fresh tomatoes
1 bottle of pasta sauce

2 cups pasta

Cheese sauce
2 teaspoons butter
1 heaped teaspoon flour
Salt and pepper to taste
1 teaspoon minced garlic
Milk ( you will need to judge the amount based on how thick you want the sauce, if you make it too runny just add a little more flour)
Cheese to taste

Cook mince, onion garlic, veggies and tomatoes in a fry pan and add sauce (if you like it really tomatoey add a tin on tomato soup as well!)

In a small pot melt butter add garlic salt and pepper.
Add flour, take off heat and stir.
Put back on heat and use a whisk stirring constantly as you add the milk.
Add extra milk or flour as needed until you have and nice white sauce (if I was making corned meat this would be the point I would add a slash of dry white wine for a lovely white sauce).
Add cheese to taste (David likes his really cheesy so I add about 1 1/2 cups)
Stir until cheese is melted and leave on a low heat.

Cook your pasta (I usually wiz it through the microwave for 15 mins while I make the mince and cheese sauce).

Mix mince, pasta and cheese sauce together and place in oven proof dish. Sprinkle with cheese and bake in oven until cheese on top is brown.

This gives 4 large servings and has a lasagna type taste without the hassle of layering pasta sheets sauce and cheese sauce!

I also made him honey mustard chicken with noodles, but this is totally boring as I just used a bottle of sauce on browned chicken, onion and garlic. Also threw in a clue of handfuls of mixed veggies.

Pretty sure he won't starve while I'm away, and it is much better than take-out which he would probably rather do than making something himself! He hates cooking lol.

Hope everyone has an amazing New Years! God bless for 2012!




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Mr Kookaburra

We have a couple of kookaburras that live in the gum tree out the back. I see them everyday. This morning Mr Kookaburra came to visit on my back verandah. Nice start to the day!





Just thought I'd share.