That kinda Monday...

Last night, I had a date with this...

and than that date was followed by this...

Yes it was that kinda Monday....

I had to bite my tongue many times with moron people. I can completely understand how people can go postal at work.

Any hoo...

I finally got the trainer set up on Sunday to have a ride but the weekend literally ran away with me swinging axes, throwing gyprock into the junk shed (which will eventually be what goes in a skip) and twig hunting for the fire (if you didnt know I lived in the country and renovating, you would think I was a cave woman by those statements!). 

I was also able to finally BAKE!! We had our oven installed on Sunday afternoon and I literally danced around the kitchen all excited like! Ive waited close to three months for this baby to be installed (we have a 110cm falcon stove to install but was told we had to upgrade all our electrics because it pulled to many watts...that was going to be an expensive job, so stove is still sitting in a box). We purchased a new Bosch wall oven and my dad made us the oven tower for it to sit in = one happy ninja. 

I cooked mountain bread cannelloni in it last night = I think I may of drooled watching it bake!

Uni starts back next week. Im doing Human Body Function and Intro to Psychology, so my posts may dwindle but Ill do my best to post at least once a week! You never know, you may also learn something in my rambles! If you want to know when I update, feel free to put your email in the subscribe box in the side bar ----> 

Alright peeps, I best tackle this day. I have an open bottle of red waiting for me and a yoga dvd at home, I plan to use the.

How was your Monday?

How bout you thank...YOURSELF!

Ill try and keep this short (bahaha who am I kidding!) but these last few days I have noticed a few different things (besides the fact I really do need more coffee and my hip is a bitch). 

One of these things is - people thanking others for giving them back their mojo, life etc back.

I can see your scratching your noggin. Like what the hell is this bloody woman on about now?

Well simply this, Ill give you an example. 

Recently a fellow 12wbt was having a few mojo issues due to an injury. I spoke to said fellow 12wbt, an absolute rockstar of a woman may I add, how I would talk to anyone. Now I am not expert, I know this however I gave some helpful advice, some modifications to try (which Ive only implored myself thanks to my own injury) and some normal helpful encouragement (which to me is just normal for me, I like to keep shit upbeat). I am a giving type of person (unless you have pissed me off or generally are a selfish mofo, than I have no time for you). I go out of my way to help people who need a little bit of a gentle push (sometimes a shove, depending on how much I love you) to get them going or keep moving forward. Sometimes I am brutally honest, Ill tell you how it is, IF I know you can handle it. I do have some tact contrary to some peoples belief of me (unless its here and I am talking to the wider public, than I take on the whole, "dont like it, dont read it" attitude - its my blog, my opinion, take or leave it but dont bitch to me coz your offended....) Anyways I digress. 

Said person over the last few days has literally KILLED IT! Amazing effort for just an amazing woman recovering from surgery/injury! 

Her words and I quote "Thanks again for all your help and support and also for getting back into writing your blog!! xx " which I responded saying "your very welcome but I dont consider it helping, thats just me!"

Her response to that: "Well, being just you is awesome! I thank you for re-motivating me to get back on the wagon. No more eating dirt for me cause I've been dragged under it! I owe you a coffee! I'll shout you one at finale! xx"

Now Im not going to knock the coffee (its a magic word for me, some call it an addiction, I call it heaven) and the thanks made me smile because I was able to help someone, but than I pondered. At what point do you actually thank yourself?! Your the one that did the work, your the one slogging it out to reach your goals. All I did was be your cheer squad!

Another example:

Reading twitter on the bus to work this morning and read a re-tweet from Mish. Another 12wbt fellow (as I have seem many many others do) thanked her for giving them their life back. Now correct me if Im wrong, as much as Mish is happy to have helped someone with her program and gives her a smile doing so (she is amazing after all), the person(s) should stop and really thank themselves. She may of given them the tools to change their lives but ultimately, they gave themselves their life back, not her. They put in the hard work, sweat and tears.  They got active, cleaned up their diet and are making a real effort in having a healthy and fit lifestyle. I dont remember seeing Mish (or anyone for that matter) run for you, cook for you (if so, dammit I missed that one!) and your body going OH RIGHT, now I lose the weight. 

All Mish did was give you the tools, her team helped cheer your on as did your "12wbt family" and dammit, you did it for yourself. Regardless of whether you lose 1kg or 50+kg - YOU DID THIS YOURSELF! Your amazing body DID THIS, your body continues to do this, so remember to thank yourself! Know you are awesome, regardless of the number on the scale because at the end of the day, your ticker and your body are thanking YOU for the awesome effort you have put in. You only have you to thank! YOUR A ROCKSTAR!

 Now I get its human nature to Thank others but please, when your having a not so good day (which trust me, we all have, we are only bloody human) - I want you to look in the mirror and not pick at your flaws, I want you to look in that damn mirror and say - WOW Im bloody amazing - Thank you for YOURSELF!

Rant over - so much for keeping it short Sensai! Oh well - HAPPY FRIDAY NINJAS!

It never just rains....IT POURS!!

So project reno could quite easily be dubbed project soggy. The rain we had, which assisted me on Saturday, in getting the ute stuck in the mud, is still struggling to sink into the ground or find somewhere to run. As our driveways are gravel, getting the cars out has been a delicate task since. Im glad its sitting away from the house mind you but its still so very very soggy! We have had two days of sun so far thankfully, because there was a concern the solar panels wouldn't get installed, but mother nature played fair and we now have the suckers on the roof.

Generate my pretties!!

The week has been a little eventful. After not being about to get the bike shop to get my bike trainer, I managed to get there after work on Monday. I was so excited to get it home. As soon as tea was cooked, I sat down to have a play and set it up and realised...holy crap, I have no idea what Im doing! What the hell is this skewer thing?! I need to WHAT with my back tire?! (here i was thinking if I take the back skewer out on my bike, the gears and chain will fall out and than Id be screwed putting it back together!). Thank Lorna for google and youtube. I took a deep breath and researched it (even down to actually how my gears work because I cant seem to get those suckers right!). By the time Id finished, it was time to go to bed, so I thought, "its okay, Ill play tomorrow night".... 

Christmas in July for MEEEE!

So into bed I went, electric blanket on and rugged up (it was really really cold)...Wake up in morning, I can hardly move. It felt muscular but odd. Its in my lower left back and hip...same leg I have the lovely bursitis. This didnt really feel like a normal flare. Ive been flare free for 2 weeks, so I was like noooo.... I go to stand and STABBING pain straight into my arse and down back of my leg...pinched nerve....JERK. Ive obviously slept funny trying to stay warm, its the only explanation I have. 

Needless to say, any sort of movement = me in extreme discomfort. 

I than get jealous of Barbie. That bitch has everything, including detachable limbs. I WANT DETACHABLE LIMBS **Stamps foot like 2 year old**

Tuesday = no playing with new toy. 

Im not happy jan. 

Wednesday my bike computer arrived. I was excited and than like salt in a wound. I go all saddy pants as still cant play with my bike plus there was the promise of pump with one of my ninjas. I contemplated bailing on Shooter Ninja but thought, No Sensai, Shooter Ninja has a injury with her knee and she is toughing it out, you can tough it to! So off I hobbled. 

So pretty in pink!

Pump was entertaining. Between the two of us, I think we managed to do a number of funny faces. We both were doing the light weights and both feeling rather pissed at the world however still managed to laugh at ourselves. If you cant laugh, you would cry and it just aint worth the tears!

So today has been one again of trying to find a comfy possie in my chair at work. Im glad the girls at work know Im strange :P I did manage to hobble to Lorna Jane today, it was a must! Flashies were $45!! BARGAIN! and I had to have the top named after me! Well I can believe it was anyways :P 

It may not be pink, but its still awesome!

So thats it from me for today! Sorry its a boring post!

A Picture Tells 1000 Words...

No personal words today, but some quotes and pics which made me smile, giggle or say DAMN STRAIGHT! Thought was worth the share to make you smile! Hope your having an awesome Sunday!

Two year old tantrums...

Today has been one of those days where going to bed and pulling the doona up high occurred. It was a day where it didnt matter what I did, I wanted to throw a two year old tantrum.

For those who dont know, its beyond cold in Adelaide right now. Winter has reared its ugly head. I like the cold normally. Today I was angry at it. Its particularly freezing in the Adelaide Hills. We have had crazy winds, rain, hail and if you live near Mt Lofty, it snowed.  Yes, that cold. 

I honestly didnt wake up in a bad mood, I got out of the right side of the bed, I promise. However the mood went downhill when I went to go out this morning to run a few errands, namely get milk and pick up my magnetic trainer for my bike, which I was super excited about and have been waiting to come into the local bike store. They close at 12pm and MIL was due to arrive around 11am for a cuppa. It was 9:45am. I was wearing multiple Lorna layers and my beanie. I was frozen. I think my internal thermostat is broken. 

As it was so wet and windy, the Ute scares me to drive when it is like this so I thought Id take the Liberty (its a safer, all wheel drive car). However, as we had the cars parked under the house to protect from the weather, I had to reverse the Ute out to than get the Liberty out. No big deal you say. Not normally. 

Thanks to the magnitude of rain which Im sure excites older men as their rain gauges would have overflowed, the ground is particularly soggy. Actually soggy is an understatement. Its like you could get a jet ski out and have a fricken ball in the paddocks. Seriously, who needs the beach! 

I reversed the Ute out no issues, it was as I went to take it up to the second driveway that my good mood started to slip away rapidly. I got stuck in the mud. It was not pretty. No moving forward at all and backwards saw me hit the pine tree (thank god the metal tray is like a rock). I was spinning deeper and deeper. I cursed, called for hubby ninja to help to no avail. I had well and truly got the bastard stuck. In our own driveway. I award myself my own dickhead award. 

If it couldnt get worse, that is when it decided to HAIL. 

Thank god MIL was coming, I called her and asked her to bring the 4x4. We needed help. She came to the rescue. Bless her cotton socks. 

So needless to say errands werent run, my trainer is still at the bike store and Im still cold. 

The mood didnt end there. 

After MIL rescued us and left for home, I made us some lunch. I than burnt my tongue making noodles for hubby ninja. Shit just was not working for me today. Everything I was doing ended up in hurting myself. I stubbed my cold feet, I walked into a door frame, my hands hurt coz i was so cold. A two year old tantrum was about to occur. I was folding washing in the bedroom and I may of thrown some folded socks at the wall. Hubby Ninja suggested I needed to go back to bed for a bit. I didnt argue. I turned the electric blanket on high, crawled into the bed, pulled the doona over my head and I shivered. I must of got warmish at some stage and fell asleep for a nanna nap. I woke up in a better mood.

Hows your Saturday been?

Hope your staying warmer than me!

Crazy weather and clothing kilos!

Morning Ninjas! How is everyone this fine, cold, windy morning!? I personally, gained about 5kg - in clothing. Today I am very grateful for my extensive Lorna collection and grateful its Friday Casual Day at work or AKA Lorna wearing day for me!

Todays attire is testing how many layers of Lorna I can wear. Im wearing Amy Tights underneath my flashies, purple tank, black long sleeve with a pink hoodie over it all, grey scarf (not lorna, need to fix that I think haha) and over all of that, my big black jacket which keeps the wind and rain off me (my absolute favourite this time of year as the hood is HUGE and keeps the rain off me!). Its at this time of year that I realise how much "insulation" I had in previous years and that instead of fat, I now have "clothing kilos". At least its easy to lose weight right!? Take a layer off. LOL. Easiest weight loss to date :)

Elevator selfie :)

For my readers who are not in Adelaide, well it was a wild, woolie, rainy night in our little state. Little ole SA received a bashing from Mother Nature and Adelaide Hills copped it! At one stage yesterday afternoon at work, I thought I may not have had any power due to it. Some would go - eh whats the issue? Use candles. You would be correct and Im well prepared, however my whole house requires it. No power = no water at all, as unlike you city folk who have mains, we are on tank with a pump! Which also means no loo.... I may of definitely been "roughing it!". Hubby Ninja has been insisting (and failing) I try camping...he may of got his wish last night! 

SA Power Networks website were advising that power was lost at 1.05pm yesterday and may not be back on to 11:15pm!! Needless to say, because of their awesomeness, my power was restored at 5:15pm. I say that they definitely earned their wage over the past 24 hours and my beanie goes off to them as well as the SES and the CFS volunteers! Amazing work by amazing people! Keep rocking!

Project Reno proved to me also, that even though on stilts, surrounded by many trees etc and needing extensive renovation work, that she is as strong as ever! YOU GO GIRL! Love my house! I was unable to get a picture before I left this morning of the destruction in the yard because it was pitch black when I left, however as an indication, we had to move a number of branches (large ones) before we could reverse the ute out from under the house! Only upside is there will be plenty of kindling around for the woodfire for me to collect and I got an upper workout in before 6:30am!

So toasty!

So TGIF - what have you got planned for the weekend?

At what point do you stop caring?

Freedom of Speech

Definition: The right to express any opinion without censorship or restraint.

Overtly sensitive people, whats your take on them? 

Me personally, Im over it. Get your shit together. If you dont like whats written, than dont read it, scroll down, continue on. Its what normal people do. If you sit and read it, than take responsibility for how you feel about it. Don't past blame or take the easy road of blaming someone else for your feelings. Last time I checked, your responsible for your actions and how you feel. Blaming someone is a cop out.

Like my blog? awesome, we must be one of the normal people, the type of person i generally associate with. The lover of life, who couldnt give a shit about moany murtles.

Remember, she lives in the girls 'bathroom'...

Don't like it? Than my response is don't read it. End of story. I don't force you to sit there and read it, i didn't tie you to a chair and say READ IT. Yes I rant about fat kids, yes I think its your responsibility at the end of the day to live how you want to live and yes you may not agree with shit I say, but ask me if I care? 

Last time I checked, we lived in a country that allowed this, so why than must we restrict what we feel because of hurting another when the intention was clearly not that? I cant control how a person will interpret whats said, so why must I be quiet because of it?

Maybe its because I'm getting older that the bullshit that goes with some people, I just don't care anymore. Ive grown up with my fair share of drama creators, that honestly, I couldn't give a shit anymore. It caused me to many headaches and heartaches that you get tough from it. Its not a world issue. I have bigger things to worry about than whether you like what Ive said or not. Call me a bitch, I honestly take it as a compliment.

I dont have time for people who are rude (regardless of race may I add), condescending, a misery guts and try and find someone to pin point the blame ("oh no Im being bullied") when clearly they aren't looking at the bigger picture as to WHY people are over there bullshit. It may seem easier to play the victim, but tell me, where does that really get you? You may have a small amount of supporters, but the rest are clearly over it now but its still easy for you to pin the blame on one because they are more opinionated than others.  Awesome work there sunshine. I know I can sleep at night, can you? 

Oh and why your at it, stop telling yourself their jealous of you. Their not, they are just over it. Jealousy doesn't even come close to how people feel. That is the reality. People live in it, some people should simply try.

As my father says, life is to short to deal with the pus, so why would you bother? Im starting to come around to his way of thinking. If you cant make an effort with me, I cant be bothered with you. You causing me issues and want to play the loop de loop with your issues, play the blame game, your not a person I want in my life. and you know what, Im comfortable with that. I sleep a night soundly. I dont need the reassurance of others to feel comfortable in my own skin. 

Your all probably wondering where the hell this has come from. Its okay, this still applies to general real life. Its been brewing a while. Its kinda why Ive been a bit quiet on here (oh and uni, fulltime work and actually having a life!). Its also stemmed from the fact that Im just over people. Hubby Ninja commented the other day, on the fact he is glad I finally grew some imaginary balls (not real ones, I think he would be a tad concerned). I was getting hurt by to many people. I was the proverbial door mat. Still letting people walk all over me, still running to everyones aid, only to never receive the same back. As Ive got older, Ive started to care less and learn to trust my instincts. Im not here to please everyone. Like me or hate me, makes no difference to me. 

They say when your 29, its the transitional year (Saturn Returns). Its is the life transition that brings restructuring, and often lots of change. I believe it. I know so far I have gone through many changes, restructuring how I live and want to continue living my life and accepting the stuff I cant change. 

So at the end of the day, you love me or you hate me but know, if you dont like me, thats okay. I dont expect everyone to like me. 

And for those that love and appreciate me, you are the lucky ones ;)