food dreams

On Saturday when I went to visit Amanda and Madi they were just finishing lunch, it was chicken with salad. I eyed it off with desire. I had an avocado for lunch. It’s not that I don’t like having braces, I do because it means the end is near but it also means that all the things I like eating are off the menu for the current time.
The other day for breakfast all I could think about was how much I would love some poached eggs on toasted sour dough with mushrooms and tomatoes and a tiny side salad of rocket and mizuna. Of that combo I could eat the poached eggs and the mushrooms and the tomatoes, couldn’t eat the toast unless it was french toast and short of swallowing the salad I can’t see that going down my trap. Instead I had some french toast.

We had prawns for lunch for three days at work last week as the Woolies beside where we work had them cheap and they are soo easy to “throw on the sandwich press”. I will admit that they were hard to eat and mainly involved cutting them up in to small enough pieces that I could swallow them. As the days have heated up and the humidity is kicking in I just couldn’t say no to prawns and with all the family coming home for Christmas I can see us eating many many many kilos of prawns.

I made another soup last night for dinner which was quite tasty a mix of green and yellow lentils with sweet potato and capsicum but oh I would like a piece of grilled chicken with salad. I’m hoping that this week I might start making some light stir fries and see how they go.

My mouth is still saw, biting into anything is painful and now I have a tooth ache to add to the haul as well. gah!

Melbourne Cup

Fashions on the Field (by HelenPalsson)

If someone had told me a few months ago that I would have won Best Dressed at the work Melbourne Cup event I would have laughed. Somehow though I managed to pick up the prize. It wasn’t till sometime yesterday arvo that I decided to wear a hat for the happenings today. After SES, I stopped off at my parents and ummed and ahhed over the various hats. Then Matthew suggested I wear Karl’s WW1 Brodie Helmet, a little bit of fabric and a few ribbons later I had myself a hat which would protect my head from shrapnel and was classy enough for the “field”.

Amy Butler Brodie Helmet (by HelenPalsson)

a little flower

Since shifting out, I have bought myself more flowers. I don’t go buying flowers every week (my money doesn’t stretch that far!) but maybe once every six weeks or so something will grab my eye at the market and I will walk past it a few times thinking “yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, YES”. Last week it was these Waratahs. The flowerman said they would last two weeks or so. I have had these now a week and they hare now a lot less full of colour and they are taking on this interesting grey colour. When I told Mum that I have picked up these Waratahs, she told me of a scheme for next year to go see the Red Waratahs in flower. I think that sounds like the most delightful idea πŸ™‚

Colour

Just living is not enough… One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
– Hans Christian Andersen

The Torture begins again

Last Thursday I fronted up to the dental school to willingly have torture devices put on my teeth. When I first went to the dental school almost 12 years I had no idea that I would still be there now, though I don’t know if I ever really thought about it. There have been times when I have wished that we had just left my teeth as they were and let my teeth drift over to fill in the space from my missing tooth. Now though I feel that I have come so far that it isn’t worth jumping off the metal mouth bandwagon.

Torture (by HelenPalsson)

This isn’t the first time I have had braces but this time round my teeth have hurt a whole lot more. 8 days later I am sill on a very soft food diet, one of the wires is giving my cheek a mouthful ignoring the fact that it was bent back by the orthodontist a few days ago and the wax just doesn’t stay in this part of my mouth. It does have benefits though, it has forced me to be creative in making meals and since I have not been eating so much, my clothes are a little looser.

At the end of the day, I just think about the long term goal of having a titanium post in my upper jaw and a nice mouth of teeth and that this pain and annoyance will all be worthwhile in the end.

RAAF Base Amberley Air Show 2008

It was pretty hard not to know that the Air Show was on, there was posters on just about every empty surface at work, there were posters at the train station, there were ads on the radio and TV, people on the net were talking about it.

In the couple of days leading up to the show I was umming and ahhing about going and I didn’t end up deciding till Saturday morning after I had gone to the markets and cleaned the flat. When I decided that I was going to go, I could tell the day was going to be a scorcher so I made a trip back to my parents to pick up some sunscreen and then just missed the next Ipswich train, I decided that I would start to drive towards Ipswich and when the traffic jam started I would stop and catch the train. I had a good run on the freeway till Gailes so I popped off the freeway and parked at Goodna and caught a train to Ipswich and then the shuttle bus out to the Base. Quick easy and it made the trip home a lot quicker πŸ˜€

It was total chaos lining up to get a ticket but when I had a ticket and was inside it was a whole lot better. There was so much that I didn’t get a chance to see. I had a brief wander round the various stalls, said hello to the people from work who were working and then wrangled myself a spot on the fence where I could park myself with my 70-200 for a day in the sun taking plane photos. My biggest bummer of the day was the fact the C-17 that I so dearly wanted to see fly didn’t get up in the air on Saturday. One of the ladies I work with went on Sunday and it did get up in the air and she showed me a video on her mobile phone of it flying and I proceeded to have a little tanty right there in the office ….. πŸ™ alll in fun though. So I didn’t see her fly but I saw lots of others fly and I have photos, photos which I am pretty proud of. The two highlights for me were without a doubt the Roulette display and the F-111 dump and burns as unless something drastic happens we won’t be seeing any more dump and burns over our skies due to the upcoming retirement of the F-111. sigh. It was also great to see a lot of the planes fly in person and just see the amount of people out for a day watching planes in the sky.

Here are a few pictures but the easiest thing would be to check out the slideshow below

The Roulettes arrive!!
The Roulettes arrive from the West (by HelenPalsson)

They break formation
Roulettes

F-111 in flight (dump and burn pics are in the slideshow)
F-111

Coming up

I am so far behind in blog posts it is not funny! I have been quite busy with work and just living that this little space on the wide internet has been neglected.

The posts coming up which I hope to have done in the next week include;
The RAAF Base Amberley Air Show. sigh what a great day.
A trip to Gatton and beyond with Mum and Grandad
Supergrass and Cloud Control at the Tivoli
The Valley Fiesta
The QLD Multicultural Festival
and a few other posts that I want to get out.

I leave you with a picture of the glorious F-111 doing a dump and burn at the air show and I get back to typing, typing, typing and listening to ABC TV FORA.

F-111