Bonus Holiday Monday post today … too funny!
what cats are really thinking
12 Monday Oct 2009
Posted in animals & pets, humour, video
12 Monday Oct 2009
Posted in animals & pets, humour, video
Bonus Holiday Monday post today … too funny!
12 Monday Oct 2009
Posted in cancer, change, chemo, diet & nutrition, fitness, friends, health & happiness, hope, hospitals

It was just over a year ago that I was told my cancer had become inoperable, that they could give me chemo to slow down the inevitable, and that without treatment I had maybe a year to live. I later found out that this idiot oncologist hadn’t even read my biopsy results, she had just assumed (as the surgeons had done) that the “buckshot” mess found on my peritoneum during my second operation was cancer – it turned out to be old scar tissue. Anyhow, this is one of the many reasons she is now my ex-oncologist.
Since then I have had another recurrence, have gone through chemo again (April-July) and am now living on a “wait & watch” basis, with scans being done every three months…
11 Sunday Oct 2009
Posted in animals & pets, books & writing, humour
10 Saturday Oct 2009
Posted in animals & pets, photohunt, photos
09 Friday Oct 2009
Posted in fitness, health & happiness, pilates, rants

So remember when I started back at the gym in September with yoga (mon-wed-fri) and pilates (tues-thurs), and added a half-hour on The Bike after each class? Well, I am happy with my personal motivation at getting to the gym five days a week, and I am actually enjoying it. Or … I WAS enjoying it until the kids went back to school and suddenly my pilates class was stuffed full of so-called yummy mummies who think that the 9.30 class is an excuse to chat and act like they’re at a cocktail party. And when I say chat, I mean TALK LIKE THIS at ear-splitting volume … during the class!!! It’s unbelievable. Oh, and with mobile phones constantly ringing. The other day one woman’s phone went of 3 times! I mean, WTF.
I could go to the 11.00 o’clock class, which isn’t as crowded and has a better class of attendees, but the timing isn’t so great. It really cuts the morning in half and I wouldn’t get home until almost 1 o’clock (instead of 11.30).
This never happens at yoga, perhaps because those classes are at 8.30 in the morning and the mummies can’t get to the gym that early as they are busy getting their 2.5 children ready for school. I am really starting to despise these women.
It’s always something …