It’s my blog and it’s my project and I should be allowed to blog when I like. Um … you think?
No … I have to blog in the moment! Who thought of this blogging daily and telling the world my truth stuff?? I wish I had some irresponsible marketing dude to blame … but I don’t! It’s me … it was my brainy idea!
So I’m blogging … but it took me the entire day to do it. Every time I started and had to spill my truth I would hear my ego say “I can’t do it!’. I even dragged myself off to my favourite restaurant, Hodges, and tried to blog off my Blackberry … but miracle of miracles, Continue reading
Today’s the first day I can say I think I hate blogging.
I’ve only just become aware of my unconscious strategy and not that I know it I’m faced with the very lessons that I teach the world … Tell myself the truth and make a change, no matter how small it might be. Just do something different … do anything as long as it’s not what I’ve done before.
‘Project me’ is about putting me first and learning how to do that. It’s about being conscious of my thoughts and actions so that I live in my truth and find the fun in every situation that is my life. I’m doing that … but honestly, I’m only blogging after the storm. Continue reading
Finally! My days of chaos and avoidance are beginning to subside and I can drop the veil of superficial calm and reveal the truth behind the past few weeks. Yes, it’s been that bad!
It’s been a time when the saboteur in me has raised it’s mighty sword and been determined to head into battle and fight against all that I believe in. You know … the big ones like myself, my body, love and the integrity of mankind.
Those are a few tough battles to fight right there, but to have them all surface at the same time has been well worth hiding until the battle was won and I could write about something partially victorious. Continue reading
It’s halfway through Monday morning and I’m all done with my weekly meeting and trying to remember the one thing that I knew I had to do before my day got underway.
I ran through my to do list a few times and checked my phone … because I didn’t have the best night’s sleep so I kept putting to do notes into the mobile between the hours of midnight and 4am. Nope … all of those things were on the list of things to do today.
What the hell was I forgetting? Continue reading
“You have been warned … this one needs adult supervision and adults might need oxygen!”
Every once in a while I wish I could start different anonymous blogs so that I can express some of the thoughts and events that happen in my life. Ones that I’ve either been asked not to blog about or that I’m just going to be too damn bitchy about or that I could hurt people with. So I have all of these crazy thoughts and a few means ones too and wish that I had this anonymous platform to express myself on. Continue reading
The tattoo is healing so nicely thanks to the nappy rash cream (yep, that was the instruction from Pepi), a whole lot of care and attention from my gentle mom’s applications of the ointment, Greggie’s super thick applications and my brother’s ‘slap it on and smear’ ones. I’ve also kept my hair tied up, considering the feeling of one hair touching it sends the coldest shivers down my spine and I don’t feel like greasy hair for the next few days. I’ve also kept it open and worn low back t-shirts in the middle of freakin’ winter. Needless to say, it’s very exposed and drawing attention. Continue reading
Yesterday finally signalled relaunch day for my website and big reveal day for my second blog. Behind the scenes I’ve been secretly working on branding my specially designed products and preparing the first blog posts.
I’m the worst at having a surprise and not being able to share it. Christmas time is a nightmare for me because I have to buy my presents early to avoid the shopping rush, but then I’m forced to sit with the secret of the gifts and not spoil my friends for days … Continue reading
My absolute favourite series on TV is House. There’s too much about it to admire, chuckle at and return for to even mention, but when an episode relates exactly to you … you gasp. It wasn’t the dying person (she sighs with relief) but her lifestyle that had me fixated and analyzing my symptoms. She was a blogger. Continue reading


















