Monday 28 May 2007

Accentuate the positivity, eliminate (not all) the negativity

You know how we all get down once in a while? When you feel that nothing is going your way, and you are the poorest thing on earth?

Most of us have off days when we feel totally worthless and that the entire human race is against us. We end up feeling sorry for ourselves. Sometimes, this can go on for the longest time for some people.

It is time that you stop thinking that you have been dealt with the worst lot in life. Just because you got dumped or cheated on doesn't mean that life is over. Or that you have fat ankles. Or that you are missing a honours degree (or any degree for that matter)

When bad things happen to people, they tend to have a bigger impact that that of good things on our lives. We are a pessimistic bunch, remembering the bad and usually not the good. It is so easy to victimise ourselves and villain-ises everyone else when things go not too fantastic for us.

We forget the ones who love us when we realised one who doesn't. We forget how friends make us laugh all the time during fights. We forget the things our mums have done for us every time they nag, we forget how good the prata is at a particular store when we have a horrid one. We forget how tolerant our partners are when they had a bad day and get a little impatient with us. We forget all the things that we already have when we see a Chanel 2.55 in the window. (ok, not that good an example... but you get my drift)

When I have a bad day, I will think about the good things in my life. It usually makes me feel better. Doesn't have to be anything too significant, the little little things in life we take for granted we often overlooked. The longer the list, the happier you become, suddenly, the world doesn't seem so unappealing after all!

I love how my feet look.

I love my broad shoulders.

I love my legs.

I have a lovely family who loves me.

How I can talk a lot of cock with my family.

I have friends that I can really really count on.

I have friends who count me as their closest.

I love being tall.

I can wear my hair short and get away with it.

I have a husband who loves me to bits.

I have a place to call my own.

I am healthy and able.

My happy dance.

Ice cold ribena

Buying fabric and attempting to sew.

Buying paper other materials and attempting to scrapbook.

Great conversations with friends.

A successful baking session

My books!

The fact that I do not have to worry so much when I go out late at night.

My mum still makes coffee for me when I go over

Going on food hunts

Receiving snail mail from friends.

Watching a heck of a movie.
Laughing.

Receiving calls from mum.

Text messages from siblings.

Dinner with friends.

Listening to music alone at home.

Going on a dinner and movie date.

Going for walks.

Sleeping in on Sundays.

Saturday 19 May 2007

Marmite


I used to eat Marmite with porridge A LOT when I was young(er). Actually I eat more Borvril than Marmite. I love both, it is sad to know that there isn't any beef in Borvril anymore. Tis all the English men's fault. See lah, feed dunno what rubbish to your cows, all go mad!

I would stir a huge huge spoonful of that yummy stuff into my porridge and eat up. Simple, fuss free and comforting. I brought Marmite just to eat it with porridge. I used to stir it into hot water as a nice alternative to Milo, or spread it on bread. I know most people don't do that, so they will think that it is pretty gross. It tastes better than it sounds. Really. Have a go at it.
Don't ever buy Vegemite - unless you are Australian - that thing sucks. It shouldn't even be allowed on the shelves of supermarkets. I brought some while in Australia and boy, what a gastronomic mistake. I guess it is more an Aussie version of Marmite. I was at this Museum in Sydney and there was a little write up on Vegemite. The sales gotten so bad, they wanted to change the name to Pawill, with the slogan that goes " If Marmite, Pawill!" You say cock or not? It is even beyond corny.

Anyone going to UK or not? Buy this for me when you come back can?