Wednesday, have not gone to the city, but because consistency is the key. Migraine!
Something I love about Melbourne is when different festivals and sporting events bring tourists and people to the city. The Melbourne International Comedy Festival is currently is in full swing. People, accents everywhere. Even while walking through Degraves Street my Girl Tuesday & I were asked if we were tourists? Hilarious!
Yesterday, there was a queue down the street on Flinders Lane that even required security! Seriously, apparently a shop was giving away ice cream. I do love ice cream so I get it. Maybe the security was because the queue was three people deep down the footpath half-way down the block. There is a police station right there and the traffic is sometimes unforgiving. Know what I mean? Mmmmmmm, ice cream!
I also need to mention we should all celebrate the arrival in my apartment of two kitchen appliances that have been funded by the NDIA. I got the funding for the Adriano Zumbo limited edition Food Processor (commonly referred to in our family as an F.P.) and also the Adriano Zumbo Cake Mixer, I plan to christen it on Friday.
Today’s lunch is closer to home today due to other commitments and no stabby appointment. Today’s offering is, which I picked up in Fairfield from a great independent supermarket called Cardamom & Wine. Its Spanakopita.
Life has been way too chaotic lately. What is going on? Is it just me?
Last Thursday, my young carer and I went over to the west. My artist friend Larissa had organised a huge Fringe event called Disability Pride. Here is a little taste. You can see photos of the event on my Facebook page. https://www.facebook.com/helen.caligiuri
And like my sleep isn’t challenged enough? Enter this scenario. Late Monday night far, far away in the country. My mum chases in Two cats (One likes to stay out later than the other prompting me to tie them together.) I can’t believe she bothered to tell me why she couldn’t do that. Then she drove to Melbourne (3.5 hours) to arrive at 2.10am, I was in bed around 3am and my younger sister was returning from her first overseas trip. I woke at 7.30am, to wonder where they both were? I had expected to wake to an extra body snuggled down asleep in my bed. Did I need to give her intensive border control training? Doubtful. Getting luggage took for ever apparently. So overall, four hours sleep. Not good at all.
My one appointment Tuesday was cancelled without anyone bothering to tell me so after my family departed I had a kip and I finished the day with a friend coming for dinner and a film. I had managed to convince my friend Susanne (her real name) to watch Deadpool with me.
Forgive the irony, I told her she could hit me if it was too violent. I forget, I find the violence so highly stylised and the humour for me wiped my memory of the violence. I gotta hand d it to her, the moments she closed her eyes and blocked her ears, I stroked her leg (more of a pat) and told her “butterfly kisses!” And reminding her of Ryan Reynolds rack, eighteen minutes from the end she waved the white flag, she had, had enough and I didn’t get my slap.
It’s now very early Wednesday morning as I tap out this blog and another crazy day is ahead.
So, today’s lunch, Spanakopita with a side-salad and medicine. Nom! Nom!
On account of my chiropractor taking the day off and the presumption that my favourite cafe being closed. (I will allow it) I decided to stay closer to home. (My rib is out again so that will have to wait until Friday I guess! My acupuncturist is not big on taking days off. So, I’m still able to get stabbed today! Yeah me! A goodnights sleep is assured.
And with another crazy week in the life of Helen I only have to squeeze in the chiropractor on another day. I’m getting some MRI’s later Thursday so while it’s needed for a specialist appointment next week, even that creates havoc to a normal week.
So, today’s offering is spanakopita and medicine. Even snuck in a kip shoes on and all. Since I’ve got my constant companion. A migraine! When does it end?