In the year since I posted about my later-in-life conversion to running, I am pleased to report, I am still running. The Brooks running shoes are a little worse for wear and have been joined by a pair of Mizuno Wave runners and both should probably be retired this year. When I do get a new pair, will try to remember to record which shoes … Continue reading Yes, a pair of shoes can change your life
On December 18 there was a reunion of sorts of former West cadets-colleagues, friends and housemates from 1985 to 1988. Hazel, Ward and James shared the Como abode known as “Fate Place”, while Peter went to Curtin (then WAIT) with Hazel and Ward (correct me if I am wrong). Then Hazel started at The West in 85, Ward, Catherine and James in 86, me in … Continue reading Not a debacle
I have resisted and will continue to resist Facebook. I’m not really that interested in which of my friends has more friends than the rest and I’d rather converse and plan by phone, email, text or messenger. I put my pix on Flickr. I put my musings here. I stumble upon old friends on Friends Reunited. I randomly Google friends MIA (where are you Melanie … Continue reading To Twitter or Not to Twitter?
Woops. Where did the rest of 2008 go? Good thing I did not make a resolution to post more (well, not out loud) or I would have failed already! A quick recap. Ate lots of turkey. Found new uses for leftovers including turkey and ham risotto and turkey, pea and ham pasta to join old favourites like ham omelettes. Made lots of fruit mince stuff, as usual, … Continue reading Happy New Year
Ah, the 80s, the era of my youth. Well, some of it. There’s nothing better than an 80s dress-up party. But what exactly was I wearing in 1989? Why could I find the album from 1987 but not the one I needed? This question had me stumped last weekend. I had well and truly moved beyond the fluoro and bubble skirts of high school. I had … Continue reading Party like it’s 1989
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