Tuesday, 7 February 2012

Day 7 - button & Day 8 - sun

Yesterday I had to photograph a button. I wasn't wearing one, so had to look further afield for inspiration. And what did I spy?
On my work phone, the hold button!! Or as I like to call it, the "talk to the hand" button, for obvious reasons!

Today is day 8, and I've drawn on a photo taken a little while ago. I have an American nephew who I think rocks, and his last night with us had a gorgeous sunset. So bright and vibrant and memorable - like him. So seeing the photo reminds me of a bittersweet day - saying goodbye.

See you tomorrow!!

Monday, 6 February 2012

Day 6 - Dinner

Usually my dinners are delicious and low fat....but after a Zumba class that finished at 9pm, I wasn't really in the mood to spend a heap of time cooking, so I went for the good old fall back - salad with tuna. I had lettuce, tomato, onion, capsicum, mushroom and cucumber. Usually I have avoccado but didn't have one in the fridge.

So here  is day 6 - dinner!!

Sunday, 5 February 2012

Days 3,4 & 5 - Feb Photo a day

Ok, So I've learnt that I can't upload photos to my blog from home, so I have to sneak the updates in at work. All part of trying to look busy!!

So Day 3 was hands. These are my 11 year old daughters hands.....
Day 4 was a stranger. So in order to get a sneak shot in, I took a photo of this woman and son at the playground....

And yesterday was day 5 - 10am. Now to be fair, at 10am I was in the shower, which posed 2 quandries - 1) I was naked and 2) camera isn't waterproof. So in the interests in retaining my dignity and not ruining my camera, I took a snap shot as near after 10am as I could. Picture shows my view whilst sitting outside rugged up in my dressing gown.......
Todays is dinner, so it'll be uploaded tomorrow!!

Thursday, 2 February 2012

Day 2 - words

In order to continue my resolve to blog my "Photo a Day task", todays topic was words.

On my desk at work I have a flip chart of sayings, so I chose the one that best represents me, but my comp won't load the picture! So I've picked another one:
I think it's pretty self explanatory!!

Tuesday, 31 January 2012

Photo a day - Day 1

Todays photo topic is "your view today".....

So this is the view from my work carpark....a beautiful converted church. Note: NOT a currently practicing church (or I would have been struck down upon entering!!)

Picture taken on my iphone 4....

The slack blogger returns!

I know - I must be the slackest blogger out!

But seriously, aside from climbing My Lofty and work and home, I don't really DO a lot. And if I was to sit here and share my thoughts, well, that would be quite boring!! Plus thats what Facebook and Twitter are for right??

But I saw on someone elses blog a great way to reconnect with my blog - February Photo a Day!! A list of 29 photo topics to share. Plus the added bonus of being able to share on Twitter too! I'm really trying to embrace the wonders of  social media/elecronic wizardry/the world we live in, so anything that will assist is greatly appreciated!!

So, I hereby declare that there will be a Photo a Day blog post for the next 29 days!!

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Warning: virtolic rant to commence

Following on from my last post about clothes, I was outside in my new shorts and a new top, looking fine, when I  took a moment to take stock of the body underneath.

I noted the more muscular legs, the firmness of skin, the toning beginning to show in the arms, and just how much....better I moved around.

And then it occurred to me that I have worked hard to get to this point, damn hard and that I was proud of myself. And then I thought what my dad would say. I can hear his voice in my head, not compliment me on how I was looking, but the other positives he would have noted; I'm happier, more purposeful, more self assured and more confident I am about myself. The compliment about how I was looking would follow soon after.

But because the other voice I hear in my head is my mothers, from her I hear criticism about any tiny thing, and not be aware that I had worked so hard, slogged out hours in the gym and climbing Lofty, changed the type and amount of food I ate or the time away from my family. There would be no compliment, no question of how much weight, nothing. And I don't know the reason for her bitterness. Is it because I have done something she can't? Does she see how her life was misspent when it came to looking after herself? Does she lack the ability to be proud of who I am?

I honestly don't care. What she thinks doesn't matter. It's what I think that matters.