Archive for August 2017

1. In class today It was yin yang and we went hard-core on the yang. Side crow felt delicious. As I was doing it I thought, this is my new fave. (And not just because it was smooth to get into. Probably though.) I’ve come home and been dropping down into it, stretching my legs…

1. Before I was 25 I’d been born somewhere else, been adopted by a new Dad, lived overseas, come back to NZ and a new family, broke my back, pelvis and other little bits, lost my Dad, lost my brother, taken a paedophile to court and got a conviction, become a journalist, travelled, become a…

1. Vivian Street isn’t where it used to be I have a terrible sense of direction (TSD) and I can say without doubt that it is a genetic fault. My mother’s fault. We drove around for a good hour and a half to find me something I’d eat for lunch due to my apparent food…

1. Porridge Mum: What do you mean you don’t want milk or sugar? Me: I told you last time, it’s fine just as it is, thanks though. Mum: WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU? 2. Yoga Mum: Will you get a chance to go to yoga? Me: I’ll try and if I can’t I’ll do…

1. The soup situation I’m in hiding at the moment (which isn’t doing wonders for my campaigning – VOTE FOR ME!) but I have had soup made for me. Not wee soup, to be clear, and it was delish. I’m not even lying. There was no internal gagging or holding my breath. The key, because…

Please vote for me in the Weleda Global Garden Competition: https://www.weledaglobalgarden.com/nzl/candidate/2316 All you have to do is click on the link above and heart my application. And then I will love you forever. I don’t say that lightly. 1. Platform statement The Weleda Global Garden Competition is an AMAZING opportunity to travel the world. And…

1. The sprinkles Driving home from yoga tonight I heard a couple of young men on the radio discussing how ridiculous it was that a mother on Facebook made a fuss regarding confectionary sprinkles. Yup, sprinkles. Apparently Countdown Supermarket had labelled their pink sprinkles for girls and the blue for boys. The young men (I’m…

1. Rejection So, I put myself out there and it didn’t work out. And I’m ok, I think. Firstly, yoga. I know, I know, but really, for me, my response to certain emotive situations has been hugely, magnificently helped by my practice. I breathe in, I breathe out, I acknowledge what I’m feeling and I…

1. A leap of faith Filled out a form and didn’t get anyone else to check it over. And over, and over… Put myself out there, Big Time. 2. A leap of faith doesn’t always work If you get in the car to drive to your class 10 minutes before it starts you’re definitely putting…

1. Lotto If I ever win Lotto (and I like to set my imaginary budget above the 10 million mark) then I am set. Totally organised and ready to go. Apart from setting up my little family, helping other people we like and saving the world initially I would try and put some aside, or…