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Today’s Lunch – 20th June 2018

Published June 20, 2018 by helentastic67

Todays lunch

Today’s   Lunch

Good Mental Health Day

Now, for something a little different. Are you aware I spend my Saturdays off-grid? No emails, no mobile, no touching my diary. Don’t do ‘Adult’ and if I can avoid it barely do ‘Person’ (No shoes, no bra, no having to be polite to people) so, Saturday went like this, Melbourne collected by my sister and her partner around 9am.Jerrilderie, Tocumwal, Griffith and a 70th birthday party and a cousin’s reunion. Haven’t seen most of my relatives on my mum’s side since my grandfather’s funeral over ten years ago. I hadn’t had my disability for long and thankfully not too many questions about what I did, or what happened to my arm.  It there’s nothing like being asked how often I see my older sister who only lives 90 minutes away, how often we see each other since we live so close and my sister stepping back to let me answer. Twice a year, to kill a conversation. Isn’t there always an assumption that if someone in a family is sick or broken that people can put their own stuff aside to help? My sister mentioned being busy. She has just been in Europe for a month’s holiday. Great pictures by the way.

Family reunion

In general, I’ve found if you are not married or in a relationship, don’t have children and don’t work, nobody really asks anything. Oh, I was asked how I was, sure but you know the only answer I gave was “Good. Yeah, good. I’m here!” What am I meant to say? But really, there’s not much to be done about it. I did however meet my second cousin, he was still in a high chair. What just happened? They are prolific breeders up in New South Wales. (I don’t mean to make that sound wrong) So, here are some fun photos.

You know you are in a small country town when you see this.

Pastries

And the Ned Kelly things.

Ned Kelly

And the only photo I took of our motel in Griffith. Seemingly, the land of oranges and grapevines.

Motel

And impressively, with all my years of clubbing in Melbourne and playing my music obnoxiously loud, I’ve never been to a party where all of a sudden around 11pm, we realised it had gotten quiet outside only to be told the police had come and shut the party down. Neighbours had complained about the music and the police agreed it wasn’t even very loud. Outside it was very cold and this was a great source of warmth, if you could be on a constant rotisserie.

Fire pit

Never has my favourite App on my phone been so abused. Yes, the weather App. 9 degrees outside and the most important part. “feels like 4”. They also breed them tough in New South Wales. Clearly.

Cold Weather

Oh, not to mention the birthday cake?  Did I mention, they are a family and generation of sewers.

Birthday Cake

And the CWA approved Pavlova!

Pavlova

So Sunday, back to Melbourne. Left Griffith around midday. How long did it take to get back? I hear you ask? All friggin day! Seriously, so far! We came back via Yarrawonga and stopped to catch up with my dad. He doesn’t live there but is there regularly. Lunch, lemon, lime and bitters with a coffee for the road.

Plane

 

And, where were we?

Today’s lunch!

I got distracted by talking to real people. They were lovely. Had pizza today, no salad. Just pizza.
And medicine. Have been watching the pizza show by some Italian hipster dude from New Jersey.
So, let there be pizza!
PizzaLatte

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There is only Chiro today. No acupuncture. Might need extra medicine today

Chiropractor

1/111

Published April 20, 2018 by helentastic67

111 Mansfield St

1/111

Oh, that was pretty terse right? Just wondering as I’m contemplating having to move again after four years at 1/111, I know, seriously. When I moved here it was obviously destined that my life should be all about me. Living by myself.

Living Alone

Not prioritising anything of myself or my money to another, but not my point today. If I move, how long do I need to wait before I start blasting out my tunes at a level to piss off my neighbours?

Loud Music

I mean, I have the doors and windows open as I love fresh air and music always makes me happy and motivates me and it’s probably not great that my neighbours have a baby, but they deserve no remorse as they think it’s acceptable to use their washer and dryer overnight and when it’s 40 degrees outside and they have the mistaken belief that they are hippies. WFT!

Hippies

But seriously, I don’t play my music loud enough to tear paint off the walls, but I generally play some loud music within a week of moving, so my new neighbours aren’t lulled into a false sense of security.

Fasle sense of security

When I moved here, I heard some KLF from the back unit, only the once, sadly but still they didn’t play any Bitchy Sneers! (you heard me) or Mariah Carey, so we were all good. They had a DJ Club set up though so, it was any wonder after I moved in. They are not music people so I told them I would ‘TRY HARDER’.

DJ

Oh, what’s that you wanted to know, what I’m listening to? OK, you may not recognise any of these but, a little VNV Nation, Covenent, Apoptygma Beserk and some The Knife. Oh, don’t forget Nine Inch Nails and some Assemblage 23.

Assemblage 23

Oh, lastly whoever took my Apoptygma Beserk T-shirt with ¾ length sleeves with the red body and black sleeves, I WANT IT BACK.

Apoptygma Berserk

You know who you are!

You know

Depression and Stats

Published March 17, 2017 by helentastic67

Depression

Depression and Stats

Last night I was looking back over my recent posts and noticing the number of ‘Likes’ some posts have over others. I am definitely noticing that some posts strike a chord with people and that’s when they start to follow and then they seem to not stick around.

Stats

I, obviously don’t post to be popular, I just found it a little amusing, 7 complete strangers liked my post on depression. Clearly, I don’t want to talk about depression, every single post. That would be depressing…

I find the way I deal with my depression is, I vent some and I play a little loud music. Then, I hibernate. I find people don’t understand depression and they don’t realise you can be depressed and still be up and about walking around.

Loud music

Are we all meant to be at home sitting in a dark room, wearing black, looking pale?

I confess, I do wear a lot of black, a heavy grey jacket, today on account of the weather, but under that layers of black! NO, really layers.

Dressed in black

But anyway, where was I? Oh, yes…. Depression, I think writing about it, vent, but do something to move the negativity or else nothing changes.

Sometimes, maybe we just have to change our expectations and disappointment doesn’t snowball to be beyond despair.

I realise this sounds pessimistic, but I wonder if I’ll get more than 2 Likes for this post?

Pessimistic

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