Monday 22 February 2010

Counting Calories

Thinking about all the delicious foods I loved as a kid and would basically beg Mum to buy for me...
These days If I have any of these I go for an 8 Km run immediately afterwards...
Being an adult blows!!!

I ALWAYS had the pink donut with rainbow sprinkles... NEVER changed my mind!

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Big time Mc Donalds gal
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Killer Pythons (only I used to call them 'big snakes')
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Ice Cream with Sprinkles!! Some times with chocolate or caramel topping as well.
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Salt & Vinegar Chips
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Fanta
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Strawberry Nesquick... Mum tried to get me into other flavors but I stayed strong.
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I could go on all day, calorie after calorie ...
In the mean time I'm off to have a salad (note how salad is not on my list of childhood goodness)

Sunday 21 February 2010

Breaking even..

About 2 years ago I would have loved this song. What I was going through at the time has such a strong connection to the story the song tells. I probably would have insisted they wrote it Solly for me.
Today I love this song because it reminds me I'm no longer that broken hearted girl.
Win, Win I guess...

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in
'Cause I got time while she got freedom
'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven

Her best days will be some of my worst
She finally met a man that's gonna put her first
While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping
'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven, even, no

What am I suppose to do
When the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay

I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
'Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving
And when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven, even, no

What am I gonna do
When the best part of me was always you
And what am I suppose to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay

I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces
(One's still in love while the other one's leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
('Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven)

You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
You took your suitcase, I took the blame
Now I'm tryna make sense of what little remains, oh
'Cause you left me with no love and no love to my name

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Friday 19 February 2010

What A Tease!!!!

So the one thing that was meant to be bringing me back to the land of the living was arriving 9:10am Tuesday morning.
I was so excited!!!
desperate for some company, some cuddles and (hopefully) NO MORE SCARY DREAMS...
But he decided to go and loose his damn Passport didn't he?!? Grrrrrrr
So now I'm stuck here alone for another week maybe two before he gets home :-(
What a fucked way to start the day, finding out this.... and we were down to 3 sleeps...
Devastated !!!!!
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Wednesday 17 February 2010

Miss Kate

Just loving Kate Hudson at the moment.
Have watched a few interviews of her lately and she is Cover Girl/feature article in the March issue of Harpers Bazaar. Everything she says seems so down to earth and interesting. I genuinely believe she is one of those people who could just cheer you up with her presence. Add to all this the coolest Mum in the world, the fact she's a triple threat (singer,dancer actor) and that she has one Killer body, there's not many reasons left to not Love and or Hate her....
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Tuesday 16 February 2010

Pretty Girl

I'll have some Coco please...
Might as well... seeing as I'm already a size 8

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London Town

I miss my beautiful City...

LONDON
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I love you... I miss you...
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Naughty corner... NOW!!!

I've recently commenced full time dance teaching. 30 hours a week ages varying from 4 years old to 18, and I have stumbled upon the fact that discipline is a fading value in this generation. As a little Ballerina growing up Miss Elizabeth (my teacher/principal of the school) was almost other worldly to me. I never dared to talk when she was talking and if she gave me a correction I worked so hard to perfect it that I could have burst.
These days it's going something more like this:

Miss Danika: "Chenaye stretch your knees in your grande battement"

Student: "I am"
Miss Danika: {demonstrating/ talking students through an exercise}
Entire Class {with back turned to Miss Danika} "chat chat chat giggle giggle giggle"

When did this happen? It upsets me a lot. Dancing (Ballet especially) is about grace, poise and discipline... apparently now it's grace, poise and obnoxious know it all's...
From this-
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To this-

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"Cabin Crew, Prepare Cabin for landing"

"Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaking suspicion... love actually is all around."
This Quote from "Love Actually" brings a tear to my eye every time I watch the movie, because it's so true. I love airports for this reason... (well that and the fact I feel like I'm going travelling again and that is an equally happy feeling)
On Tuesday I'm picking up one of my best friends from the Airport. A beautiful guy who I just adore and have missed so much over the last 3 months. I cannot wait to see him getting off the plane and to smother him with a hug that would put bear hugs to shame. It's such a happy time and everyone around you feels the same. Can't wait!!!
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Sunday 14 February 2010

dreaming that I stop dreaming...

I'm having serious anxiety attacks in my sleep...
This has happened Every night since I moved back to Port Macquarie.
the attacks don't wake me, they are in my dreams, and even though I sleep for 6 to 8 hours I wake as though I haven't slept at all... The dreams are awful and combined with the torturous heat are sucking all my energy. I need to find what's causing them and fix it or I'm going to be one tired cranky bitch 24/7...
My guess... I'm lonely and have no direction!
Obvious much..?
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