They are coming to take me away! Ha ha hee hee!

When my alarm woke me up rather rudely this morning I took my earplugs out and was assaulted by bird whose chirp sounded like a game of Space Invaders. Then a thought popped into my head, just a one worded thought. Friday.

My next thought was for Saturday. And then I wanted to go back to sleep. See the thing is this, I'm a little scared for tomorrow. I'm waking up around 5am, getting dressed in my finest gym gear and heading down to a park to take part in my very first Boot camp. Yes, that's right people! I am waking up before the sun on a Saturday to voluntarily take part in a torture, I mean Exercise, session - military style.

This is the new me. Or it will be.

Good times

My friend Adam and I used to have a game we liked to play - back in our misspent youth when we still hung out at Alternative nightclubs dressed in black and wearing our Doc Martins. Good times. The game involve the age old tradition of People Watching aka Peopling. We'd pick random strangers and give them a back story. The stories were worthy of the greatest Tabloids and some of these folk, if their stories were true, should have been interviewed by Oprah and had a book deal in the bag. I'm not talking about short one lined biographies but epic tales, multiple characters that navigated their way through some pretty sophisticated plot lines. I wish we'd recorded some of them.

I've started playing the game again. I'm going to share my stories with you on this here blog. Yes sirree Bob! I'm bored I need entertainment so I will begin to entertain myself. I'm going to try get pictures of the main characters if I can. It'll have to be undercover. How exciting!

A 40-something lady shopping in our local IGA superstore a few nights ago was wearing a white vest top, teeny weeny blue shorts, the thickest woollen black socks I've seen worn in tropical (yes that means it is a warm place) Queensland and no shoes. I think she deserves a story.

I didn't get the photo but I can paint a picture without one. So watch this space for the story behind The Lady with the Black socks.

One more sleep!

Watched the movie Julie and Julia again. Did you ever have one of those movies that cheer you, inspire you and that no matter how many times you watch it, it just gets you every, every time?

I think it is because both the woman portrayed in this movie attacked life with such passion.

The perfect movie to watch on the eve of my 35th birthday. 35. Not quite sure how I let this happen but it is here tomorrow and nothing I can do about it.

I do love birthdays. And that number doesn't really worry me. Life just gets more exciting the older you get and there is still so much left to discover, learn, see in this world. All it is, is a reminder to get busy living.

I've just realised in these last 2 post of mine I've got out my soapbox and been preaching a little. Must be because I'm getting so much wiser in my old age.

Did I mention it is my BIRTHDAY tomorrow? YAY! Later Reader!

Can you imagine it?

I've been watching on TV the last few days the floods in Queensland. Watching things and people fight not to float away. Water is so powerful, and so hard, when it comes at such a force, to protect yourself from.

I've watched farmers sob into the camera. All their crops gone. I've seen heavily pregnant woman surrounded by all they own. No home to bring her new baby back to. I've seen the same footage over and over again yet I'm moved every time. The death toll climbs steadily and there are reports saying that some of the 50 odd people (they say bodies but there is still hope right?) may never be found. One body was found 80 kilometres from where he went missing.

Can you imagine it? We complain every day about something. Something we wish we had. Something else we wish we could do.

Imagine losing everything. Be thankful today.