Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Thursday Thoughts # 73

I don't have any book quotes today, there just hasn't been any quotable lines in the stuff I've been reading, so instead here is the blurb on the back cover of the book I'm currently reading. 

Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard

This is a world divided by blood - red or silver

Reds are commoners, ruled by a Silver elite in possession of god-like superpowers. And to Mare Barrow, a seventeen-year-old girl from the poverty-stricken Stilts, it seems like nothing will ever change.

That is, until a twist of fate brings her before the Silver court. Here, surrounded by the people she hates the most, Mare discovers that despite her red blood, she possesses a deadly ability of her own. 

Fearful of Mare's potential, the king hides her in plain view: betrothed to his youngest son. Trapped, Mare decides to use her new position to bring down the regime - from the inside.

But this is a game of betrayal and lies, and Mare has entered a dangerous dance - Reds against Silvers, prince against prince, and Mare against her own heart....

Sounds fascinating, right? I'm only up to Chapter Three and already I can't wait to get back into it. 

Today's Thoughts:

Dieting sucks. 
I'm making a genuine effort this time, I need to fit back into my jeans next winter. A couple of months ago, I bought a new pair in a larger size. They fit around the waist and hips quite comfortably, but they are too long from waist to crotch. It seems they're made for women with bigger bums than mine. 
When I wear them walking is quite uncomfortable, I keep wanting to hitch them up, but that would put the waist band up around my ribs and I imagine that would be equally uncomfortable. I did try them on in the shop and thought I could get used to a little sagginess around the bum and thighs. I was wrong.

So...the dieting. 

I'm eating a heck of a lot more salad than I'm used to and I know it's only been a couple of weeks, but I haven't lost even a single ounce :(
On top of that, I'm so sick of lettuce, tomato, cucumber etc, I didn't even open my fridge tonight until I actually felt hungry. Then I ate an apple. 

I wasn't raised eating salad, so this is right out of my comfort zone and I've tried to make it interesting. On separate days I've added apples and raisins to the lettuce etc mix; I made a single serving of potato salad to pair the greens with; I've put a sausage baked in honey-barbecue sauce on the plate. The rest of the sausages are in the freezer.

Last night I had left-over salad from the night before, it was unsatisfying, so after I'd done the dishes I rebelled and ate a small chocolate bar followed by a half dozen biscuits. That won't happen again, the biscuits and chocolate are all gone and no more will be bought. I need to be tough with myself.
I decided that tomorrow I'll make coleslaw for a change, even though I want spaghetti with a bucket load of parmesan grated over it.  

I've even changed my breakfasts. Instead of weetbix loaded with sugar, I'm eating yoghurt with fruit and in smaller portions too. I don't mind that at all,  it's the dinners that are getting to me. 
No matter how much I try, I simply can't eat lettuce and pretend it's mashed potato and gravy.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Whimsical Wednesday # 203

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.

Help! somebody, help!

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

funnel cakes

My friend Murr, (I call her friend even though we've only met online) mentioned funnel cakes in her last post. In the comment section, in a reply to someone.

She wasn't sure what they were and I had no idea either although the name is familiar; I've read about them in novels and on blogs.

So I went to visit Mr Google and found a recipe and some pictures.

And here they are: Funnel Cakes

2 eggs                                    1 cup 2% milk
1 cup water                            1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
3 cups all purpose flour          1/4 cup sugar
3 teaspoons baking powder    1/4 teaspoon salt
oil for deep fat frying              confectioner's sugar for dusting

1. In a large bowl beat eggs. Add milk, water and vanilla extract, mix until well blended.
In another bowl, whisk flour, sugar, baking powder and salt. Beat into egg mixture until smooth.
Heat oil.
2. Cover the bottom of a funnel with your (hopefully clean) finger, ladle 1/2 a cup of batter into funnel.
Hold funnel several inches above hot oil, release your finger, move funnel in a spiral motion until all batter is released, scraping with spatula if needed.
3. Fry 2 minutes each side until golden brown.

Drain on paper towels and dust with confectioner's sugar. That's icing sugar for all us Aussies.
And all-purpose flour is what we call plain flour.


Some people are so clever they can make snowflake funnel cakes


Monday, November 23, 2015

Musical Monday # 75

Musical Monday

I was introduced to Musical Monday by Delores who copied the meme from another site.

I think it’s a fun way to show off some of the music we like and brighten up our Mondays at the same time. 

I’ll be finding my clips on you tube, so will simply credit that site since there are often so many versions of everything and I wouldn’t want to accidentally credit the wrong artist.

Today’s clip is: actually two clips, for two of my blogger friends.

First, for Mohave Rat and his much loved wife Mrs Rat, who recently celebrated her 63rd birthday.

Travis Tritt

More Than You'll Ever Know

and the lyrics:

(I hope this is the lyrics...)

Second, for Susan Flett-Swiderski and her husband Smarticus, who now has a Harley again after being without for several years.


Born to Be Wild

and the lyrics.

And for my own awesome K--Happy Birthday!!

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Sunday Selections # 251

Welcome back to Sunday Selections!

This once-a- week-meme was originally begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, as a way to showcase some of the many photos we all take, but don't get around to showing on our blogs.

The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me, River, somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in and can come over and see what you've posted.
4. hop on over to Elephant’s Child to see more of her wonderful photos.
  Andrew often joins in too.

I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week we're at Glenelg beach again.

the Stamford Grand Hotel apartments.

I was pleased to see our flags flying. From right to left: Australian flag, South Australian flag, Aboriginal flag. The white one at far left is the Holdfast Bay council emblem.

a flowery fence I saw when walking away from the chilly sea breeze, this was right near the pale hollyhocks of last week.

standing on the Esplanade, looking across the grass to the water beyond.

there are holiday apartments for rent right on the Esplanade. This is the Corfu La Mancha building.

Seawall Apartments a little further down the Esplanade.

I like the look of this building, it's the Seawall Holiday Apartments, but I can imagine it as a permanent home.

What do you think? Rent an apartment and stay there all year? 

at the end of Jetty Road, in Moseley Square is this rather nice looking monument,

"erected to commemorate the hundredth anniversary of the foundation of the province of South Australia 1836-1936"

I like the sailing ship cemented to the top. It's a fine looking ship.

the ever-present Norfolk Pines marching along the Esplanade.

a small section of the rocky shore.

this is the tram I arrived on, these run between city and sea every 15 minutes or so, on the way back to the city we passed another tram headed for the beach.

the waterslide which once was part of Magic Mountain. It may have been magical inside with it's games and rides etc, but from the outside it resembled a giant muddy potato.

one more look at the waves.

Saturday, November 21, 2015


I am loving this ADSL.
My most awesome daughter, surely the most awesome daughter in the world, came out to my house via bus and set up the new wifi system in less time than I took to open the box, almost. 
She's a whiz like that.
It's set to log on as soon as I turn on the computer so I don't have to worry about typing in my password each time, not that I'd forget it, but it's convenient to not have to do it.

Anyway, I did my usual Saturday thing after K had left, looking at open houses and admiring or hating them, or thinking, "ooh, nice but that carpet has to go"  and I really like the speed at which the pages now load. 

Really, really love the speed at which the pages load. 

So here it is:
looking rather space age in style, but I like it. I have it sitting on a trivet because K said they can get quite warm and I don't want the chest of drawers getting hot and maybe catching fire**. 

It probably wouldn't happen, but the trivet is a spare and doesn't get used for anything else.

As K was leaving, Angel walked towards her for a scratch behind the ears and she snapped a photo with her phone.

He's looking a little sleepy eyed, dozing on the porch in the sun will do that to you.

** my very ill neighbour, who should be in hospital, keeps coming home because (they won't let her smoke in there and) she wants to die at home. I just hope she doesn't die with a lit cigarette in her hand, because my flat is attached to hers......

Friday, November 20, 2015

Wednesday's Words on a Friday

On Wednesdays, assorted people have been taking monthly turns at putting up a selection of six (or twelve) words which is called “Words for Wednesday”.

We have taken over this meme from Delores, who had been having computer problems
This month the meme continues here, with words supplied by Susan Kane.

Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.   

Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image.   What we do with those prompts is up to us:  a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...

Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog.  We would really like it if as many people as possible joined into this fun meme.  If you are posting on your own blog - let us know so that I, and other participants, can come along and applaud.
I’m hopeless at poetry so I always do a story.

It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?
This week's words are:

1. door
2. roll
3. fluctuation
4. ignore
5. personality
6. mother


1. hilarious
2. north
3. dividend
4. particular
5. use
6. temple

and we have this: 
He looked at his phone, turned pale, then quickly left the room. She watched him, smiling

here is my story:

He looked at his phone, turned pale, then quickly left the room.  She watched him, smiling.  A door slammed upstairs, his study, she thought. Of course he would go straight to his hide-away, she'd known he would, it was where he kept all his little secrets. 
A small part of her felt sorry for him, but she couldn't stop now, she was on a roll, things had to be kept moving, her future security was at stake here.  His mother had warned her, years ago, but she had chosen to ignore the fluctuations in his personality

Now, of course,  she could no longer do so.  One pretence in particular had seemed hilarious at the beginning, his "belief" that he had descended from a temple god in North Tibet, the robes he wore around the house, his use of floor cushions instead of a chair, she thought it all quite funny at the start. 

But a call from her stock-broker had put an end to that. He told her he couldn't continue selling those stocks without a face to face meeting, her inheritance was depleting at a rapid rate, her latest dividend report was very bad,  she needed to come in to the office and discuss things. The shock was enormous, and she'd made arrangements immediately for meetings and inquiries to find out what had been going on. 

She'd hired a private detective who had uncovered his monetary foolings, his shady dealings, his forged signatures on "her" letters to the stockbroker, instructing him to sell or buy and so on, while all the time somehow managing to move most of her money into a private account in his name only. 
 He'd been hiding his true intentions all along, distracting her with different personality changes, different beliefs, even one time dressing in her clothes, pretending he felt more comfortable as a woman! He'd kept her 'off balance'  for years and she'd never suspected he might be conniving behind her back. 

The phone call he'd just received was from the Tax office. He was to be audited and the Auditor was arriving this very afternoon to collect all his books and papers. She wondered if they would allow him to wear those silly robes in prison.