I don’t know why I run. It started at school. I was tall and skinny, a matchstick girl with runners legs. I would always come 2nd or 3rd in the sprints but a convincing first at any distance over 800m. My school athletics future was set at 9, middle distance running and high jump, spaghetti legs scissor kicked me to first place until the flosbry flop, I just could not commit.
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I was riding a goldfish, searching for an elusive treasure, sure I would find it on the next dive when my dream began to melt away. Back in bed wide awake, I knew that it was sleep that I would have to find now. The goldfish swam away and would have to search alone. I had been rudely dismounted by the noise of a chainsaw.
I gave up, so was up early once more, on a Saturday morning. My neighbour’s attempts the day before to squeeze a 30 ft palm into a 6 ft skip had failed and he was back this morning with grit, 300 teeth and a can of petrol. I got up, made a coffee, put some washing on and took the rubbish out, and found in the process, a plastic dial I had discovered abandoned on the floor of my daughters’ car. The spindle had broken, I had brought it in to fix it some weeks ago. Coffee made, paper down, super glue out, I would make use of the Saturday void, nobody else wanted to start the day just yet.
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Three ingredients, with easy to remember measures, make this cocktail one to master, you can make a spectacular amount of cocktails with a bottle of white rum, sugar syrups and a citrus fruit.
Sugar syrup is used in lots of cocktails. Because sugar will not dissolve in cold liquid you have to dissolve it first in boiling water and leave it to cool. Basically, put some white granulated sugar in a cup, cover with boiling water, stir, leave to cool and keep in an airtight container in the fridge. Will keep indefinitely.
Classic Daiquiri Recipe
Are we nearly there yet?
said the tortoise to the hare.
I can’t believe you’re asking that
we’ve not gone anywhere.
Can you see the line yet?
the Tortoise was not deterred
This time Hare ignored him
made like he hadn’t heard
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I woke up this morning and my house felt quite big on me. The rooms are hanging loosely, and the bathroom definitely does not feel as tight as it used to. I’m thinking I might have to go down a size soon.
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Last day of this process. I have read everything and clicked through a lot of blue windows. I now know that SEO stands for Search Engine Optimization. I knew that when I asked Google he answered. I never, ever thought about how he found it. Like the kids, clothes are worn and dropped, then appear laundered and folded, it just happens!
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I have been working in an all boys school for the last year and a half now. I took the job to do a ‘Jamie Oliver’ with the food in the canteen or tuck shop, depends on who you ask. I have fed so many people from many different places. The rules of food prep and service remain constant, the logistics are the slippery beast, but that’s another Blog. I have popped a little tool into my knife roll from each job. On the whole, here my learning has been about the adaptation of familiar recipes so I can cook them in astounding quantities and the fight to balance healthy eating, with a low price point. I have found that adolescent boys like to eat food they can hold, whilst karate kicking another boy, it must also be the size of their head and cost less than $2.50.
The real learning for me has been about the boys themselves. Girls Rule OK, but boys are pretty cool too. They just do stupid stuff.
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I have to make a social media calendar, spread my wings and tweet a lot. I think I have reached my limit now, I am too old and unmotivated to get involved in more social media. My stats will help me promote older content and attract new traffic. I had a mental image of me standing on the corner, in a spangly bikini and a placard saying LOOK AT ME. It was not nice, and I have had to push away the chocolate cake I was eating. I might just sit here at home and do my thing. I do not think I have the energy to have thousands of followers. I have linked stories of the same content together which is an awesome idea and is the stand out for me for day 8.
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Yay, I have just picked up four loads of washing and a boy from Auckland airport. We knew the plane was coming in early from Perth because technology is amazing, so we smugly set our alarms to a little earlier than planned. It was very confusing then, to be woken by my husband shouting, ‘you have three minutes, get up, get up.’
I sat in the car and wondered if I had the right pants on, I knew I had no socks on and was wearing my daughter’s coat. I yawned a lot while my husband explained that the flight was early. I looked at the neon clock on the dash, ‘yeah right, we sorted that and are on time, slow down.’
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Yuck, yucky, yuck. Just No. Why do I have to do this? I am not a fan of I’ll you show mine if you show me yours. I have already promised to LIKE more. I closed my computer.
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Crowded Mind 