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Published October 8th, 2010Greggie says he has such a good laugh because I say I’m going to do a quick blog and it’s this long story even if I’m blogging from my Blackberry or if my back is killing me. It’s not my fault, I’m going nuts not being able to write.
I’ve been getting a few spurts of flack for not making a plan to write and then I realised one of my greatest frustrations in my career. The whole event tipped me over the edge and Greggie and my mom were exposed to the rantings of my mind. Well it was actually something new for my mom to see, but Greggie and I do it all the time. We just babble on and on to each other so we can hear all the madness of the mind. Continue reading
Published August 31st, 2010I woke up to the little voice of my nephew saying “Ssssh, Aunty Jo is sleeping!” Alright, he was shouting it about a baby step away from me, but I can’t deny that isn’t not a precious way to wake up. The downside is that by aching back was too sore to even stretch out for morning hugs and kisses. I knew that today was totally about surrendering to the situation and not moving from the house. Continue reading
Published August 30th, 2010That’s literally where the pain has settled itself. I feels like I’m sitting on it and when I told the chiro I felt as though a sumo wrestler should sit on, she didn’t think that was the wisest idea. I feel as though I’m running out of ideas but she seems to have faith for the both of us that my body will heal.
It’s a pity that there aren’t other remedies for the other types of pain in the butt that I have to deal with. Like:
When I’m stressed I cough. It’s this type of asthma thing that I chose as an additional kicker with all the other drama in my life. So my butt hurts like hell, but when I cough it feels as though someone whacks me in the ass with a hammer. So I try not cough because of the pain but the whole back issue is making me cough because of the stress it’s causing … pain in the butt.
I’m most comfortable lying down and have finally discovered the only couch in the house that totally relieves my back and that I can balance my laptop nicely on my knees while my feet are supported on the armrest. Yay four the thought of hours of writing again … if only the chiro hadn’t have burst my bubble and told me that lying flat all day is the worst thing for my back … damn, pain in the butt. Continue reading
Published August 12th, 2010I dreamed about my dad last night. It wasn’t great … he needed something and I was telling my mom that it was pointless helping him because he was going to die anyway. I woke up still smiling that I had spent some time with him, eventhough I don’t remember talking to him. I don’t dream about him often so I savour every moment.
I sit at his office desk and do my writing. I wear his big fluffy gown when it’s cold and I savour every moment of my memories with him. I handled his death so well and has a beautiful experience and understanding. But that was my experience and not one that I could ever really explain no matter how I tried. Continue reading
Published July 31st, 2010
Nominate project me for the cosmo blog awards
Published July 27th, 2010
Pretty but impractical vs Dud gay best friend
If you ask Greggie his first impression of me when we met he’ll say he thought I was a drama queen, which is so cheap coming from a queen. Granted, it’s difficult to tell that Greggie is gay unless you have brilliant gaydar or are in close proximity of a Shirley Bassey song. I know I’ve said it before, but my image of the perfect gay guy/straight girl friendship was Will and Grace. Just remove the totally codependent, inability to tell each other the truth and very much dysfunctional and totally unhealthy friendship, Greggie and I are pretty much Will and Grace.
Greggie calls me pretty but impractical and I refer to him as my dud gay best friend. Continue reading
Published July 26th, 2010
It’s common knowledge that along with all the fabulous assets I was blessed with, I was also given an additional daily allowance a few extra thousand words a day. I have to do something with them, so I blog.
That aside, I believe that I have the confidence and passion enough to share my life with the world in the hope that people realise there is either someone as afraid, brave or crazy as them. I’m also crazy enough to have attempted to live each day consciously and make sure that at the end of it I’ve found the fun in every situation and … oh, blah blah … I’ve said this for as long as I’ve been blogging. I started this project eyes wide open and knew the rules of the game and I want to highlight one particular rule now. Continue reading
Published July 24th, 2010So there’s thing guy who has been chatting to me for a few days.
I’ve decided that it’s time I find out the collective way that men think even though ‘project me’ is about doing it my way anyway.
Anyway, back to the guy. Continue reading
Published July 23rd, 2010All a girl really needs to do is vent a little.
There is something very healing in throwing all the toys out the cot and then kicking them around a little before throwing them against walls and maybe aiming at a head or two that seems to calm the insanity.
So much for thinking that I wasn’t as conscious and ‘fixed’ as I really am. I mean really … what part of me still works all hours of the night and has to prove something to myself or my best friend and most amazing business partner? Continue reading
Published July 19th, 2010Firstly, my Greggie is sick and my natural mothering instincts are to molly coddle him and make sure that he does all the things within the collective to make sure he gets better. That would just be totally dumb considering we both know that he didn’t ‘catch’ flu and that manifested if from whatever is going on in that gorgeous physical body of his. So there’s no stopping him from doing anything he doesn’t want to do and the battle was won at about lunch time when I left him in capable hands of a dear friend and toddled on home. Continue reading
