I have a feeling this could turn into a rant. I’m just coming out of the second bout of viral horribleness I’ve had into the last month or so.
Thankfully this one was short, yet intense, but there is something about riding the porcelain bus hourly for almost two days that leaves you with more than a bitter taste in your mouth.
It’s time to purge out some of that mental baggage as well. I have a habit of letting it build up on me until the pressure becomes too much and maybe, just maybe, that’s why it manifests in a physical illness. Who knows? I’ll believe anything at this point.
So for my future health and sanity, here goes. Continue reading
Yesterday was our five year wedding anniversary.
It has disappeared in a blink, but looking at our wedding photos it seems so long ago.
Alot can change in five years, and lots of things have.
The obstacles that have been thrown our way have made us stronger and I’m grateful to say that standing here, five years along that bridge from there, that we’re still holding hands on our journey together. Still heading in the same direction.
And really, as well as an immense love, that is all you can hope for in a marriage … that your paths head toward the same horizon. Continue reading
I mentioned a little while back that my besty Kate had embarked upon a weightloss journey on the Michelle Bridge’s 12 week body transformation program and started a blog to chart her progress (to catch up, click here).
Well, the 12 weeks wrapped up a couple of weeks back and I was so proud to be one of Kate’s guests at the presentation party here in Brisbane, where a whole heap of 12WBT-ers from around of Australia converged to let their hair down following a massive workout led by Michelle that morning.
Kate had by the end of the program lost 22.4kg and almost 55cm from around her body. I was so proud and in awe of her achievement and on the night of the party she looked incredible and so, so happy. Continue reading
When I was invited to attend the Kellogg’s Bloggers Brunch here in Brisbane last Wednesday, the thought initially crossed my mind that the event could be an intervention.
You see, breakfast and I have had a stormy past and breakfast cereals and I an even stormier one. Maybe these folks from Kelloggs were onto me and invited me as a way to change my ways? Maybe all the other bloggers in attendance will be breakfast weirdos too? At least we could form a support group, I decided.
According to Mr P, I am a breakfast weirdo. Being a stoic weetbix, hot water and milk kind of guy for years and years on end, my penchant for mixing up my breakfast cuisine continually baffles him. Continue reading