The road to weight loss, colourful though it may be, is not an easy one to travel for a chocolate/sugar addict such as myself.
In my home, right now, there is no chocolate. There are no M&M's, no Clinkers, no Maltesers. No biscuits, no dessert packets of self-saucing puddings to bake, not even a can of sweetened condensed milk. No licorice bullets, no choc-coated peanuts, no glazed almonds.
I've been doing a lot of crying lately. Quite unusual for me. Clearly I don't have the control over my emotions that I used to have. It's like a flood back here.
In the past, I've watched movies and TV shows that had the potential to be tearjerkers. You know the sort, where you settle down to watch, but make sure the new jumbo-sized box of tissues is right there beside the choccies. But while I've felt the emotions, I haven't cried.
Now? Holy heck, batman! I'd better buy some more tissues!! I've watched several TV series, Criminal Minds; Stargate; Bones; and gotten to know and love the characters. Movies too. So now, when the characters I love the most are having problems, I cry. When they're in danger, I cry. When something good happens to them, I cry. I'm an emotional wreck over here.
But I don't feel bad about this. It's actually a relief to be able to do this. After years of holding back, being "the strong one", while L fell apart over …
I'm supposed to write a post here about a blog I like, telling you a little about it and why I like it.
Well, I'm not very good at saying why I like something, all I know is "it appeals to me", or the blogger makes me laugh, or they write in a style that keeps me coming back, about things that I like. Families, daily life, current events, things that go bump in the night.
All these and more are among the many blogs I enjoy following.
So instead of telling you all about Lori, I'll put her address here and let you all pop on over and see for yourselves.
Well, not, actually. Singing and me are not a good match.
As promised by my little computer weather icon, today is cloudy, cool and rainy. Woo-hoo! I knew it was raining when I left work, but wanted that cool wet feeling, so left my spare umbrella in my locker and walked on home. Bliss!!
On the way home, I saw a semi-trailer with a sign reading "Don't Privatise SA Forests", and something else that I've forgotten, something about killing small communities. He was stopped at a traffic light and I pointed to his sign and gave him a thumbs up. He nodded and gave me two thumbs up in return. Now I'm sitting here doing this, with every door and window open to the cooler air. I love rain. The images above are from google, thanks to whoever put them there.
Like this baby praying mantis sitting on one of my rose cutting leaves.
(the poor rose cuttings aren't doing so well, from 3 dozen beginners, I have 5 left...)
In the supermarket, cute cukes.
Look at these little babies!
Here's a couple against my hand so you can see just how small they are.
And here's one sliced into my dinner salad.
In other news, I've seen the orthopaedic surgeon again, and we've decided that I won't be having surgery after all. The tendon is torn, true, but the other tendons and surrounding muscles are managing well, I have a reasonable range of movement which will only get better as I keep up the exercises, and I'm coping well at home with day to day things. An operation would cause me unnecessary pain and once again limit my arm movement until it's properly healed, after 6 weeks in a sling. I can do without that if it really isn't necessary. We also agreed that I could possibly try a little checkout …
I don't handle heat well. Inside or out. Wearing hats or not. Sunnies? On as soon as I step outside. Makes no difference. As soon as the temperatures get above 30, I get headachy. I've spent most of today lying down, falling asleep, trying to get rid of the headache that kicked in about 10pm last night. It's backed off a little, with the help of a strong coffee, two naps, and so far today, 8 panadols. Wednesday is supposed to be cooler, with a possible shower of rain, well I certainly hope so. It takes me most of the summer to get used to the heat. Then when autumn comes along and the air still stays hot, I get cranky. This is not my favourite time of the year.
This bud is Adelaide's Amazonian Water Lily. I was told that it opens in the evening, around 5pm, and has a spread of about 60cm. I wasn't planning on staying around that long to wait for it, so I'll take their word for it.
It lives in our Amazonian Water Lily Pavilion, a fancy glass structure that was built around the pond to replace the original pavilion, which was much the same size, but the glass wasn't clear, the entrance was smaller and the inside perimeter plantings much more dense. I liked it and this new one will take some getting used to.
This is the original pond, cleaned up quite a bit, but still pretty. As you can see the walking path around it is quite wide, plenty of room for people to pass each other. Years ago, it was a case of lean against the pond while others passing you brushed the perimeter plants as they squeezed by. There were plants hanging over and climbing up the walls too. They're gone now. The atmosphere is warm and humid, but not as w…
We can look at some more of the decorations in Rundle Mall.
There's reindeer hanging in the centre,
and look at this cute little snowman twirling slowly from left to right and back again, smiling at the people.
This Santa biscuit barrel, (cookie jar), is part of a window display in Harris Scarfe.
Here's the reindeer at the entrance to David Jones department store. Inside the store somewhere is Santa's Magic Cave.
Would you like to visit the Botanic Gardens now? This big old peppercorn tree is right beside the entrance gate, it's one of my favourite trees. I love how the trunks and branches get all gnarly and easy to climb. A lionhead drinking fountain, bright red so it stands out, making it easy to find if you're thirsty.
It guards the entrance to this trellised gazebo, which has windows on all sides with nice views, and seats to rest on too.
Along a path in a different direction, we come to the Palm House. It's been here as long as I can remember and has recently…