Monthly Archives: November 2010

To all my imaginary friends…

Someone told me recently, quite emphatically, “you can’t make real friends on Twitter”.

I’ve been on Twitter since August 2008, thanks to @audaciousgloop, when he was down here from Auckland presenting to a Marketing Association lunch on Social Media.  I’ve known him in real life for several years, so I guess that doesn’t count, as he pre-dates my Twitter-life.  But since then, I’ve added about 350 or so people I follow and almost 500 people follow me (why they follow me, I have no idea really, but it’s their choice)

And how many of those people are actual friends? I guess that depends on your definition of a friend. But considering the person who made the claim about not making real friends, believes he can call people a “mate” after only talking to them face-to-face for 2 minutes, I guess that’s open to fairly wide interpretation.

So, what is a friend?  For me, it’s someone I have some kind of connection with, something in common, a shared interest…something like that.  And someone I like and trust.

Twitter is an interesting tool for making connections.  That’s how I see it and use it.  It allows me to understand what other people think, what they do and how they connect with other people.  It allows me to control the level of connection. And if I choose to make that connection offline as well, then we don’t have to start from scratch with the basic introductions….we already know stuff about each other.

@Beady_Eye_Anita and I connected online over two years ago.  She’s rugby mad – like me, but even more so! We connected offline after I got asked to take part in a uni project about female rugby fans, and I suggested that she take part too.  And we met for the first time across the table in the Canterbury Uni sociology department, and our friendship grew from there.  And two years later, I consider her a really good friend, my first real Twitter friend. I would never have met her if it weren’t for Twitter.  And my life would be less interesting without her in it.

She’s one of many people I’ve met offline since then.  You may well be one of them.  And if you are – thank you for allowing me into your real world. Thank you for being my real friend.

And here are some of my real Twitter friends….well they look pretty real to me!
(L-R) @redcantab, @richardsd, @nickmackechnie, @petemarcroft, me, @kalena, @nztechtweet

thanks to @kalena for the pic!  And the sofa bed.



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A tribute to loss

Sometimes when you lose your head
When you get upset, we’re there to break your fall
And there’s no reason yet, why they took your friends
There’s no reason at all, at all
No reason at all, at all
No reason…

When you want to rest your head
On a shoulder that you know won’t turn on you
We’re all here, till the end with you
My friend, there’s no reason to go
There’s no reason to go, to go
We won’t let you go, don’t go
We won’t let you…

(Not one day that you are here has been promised to you)

Not one day that you are here on this earth
Has been promised to you
So make the most of every day as if it was your last
And every breath as if it was the same, the same
As if it was the same, the same
Things will never be the same, the same
We will never be the same, the same, the same
Things will never be the same, the same
Never be the same…

(Not one day that you are here has been promised to you
So make the most of every day as if it was your last
And every breath as if it were the same)

Phlex – Blindspott, 2003

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The phoenix is now nesting

So, I’ve spent 2 nights here in my new place, and I’m just loving it.

It feels like home already.  There’s just a shitload more sorting to do.  Just finding places for everything.  I’ve still managed to accumulate a fair amount of crap to be fair.

But the kitchen is pretty much set-up – and I’ve done a bit of shopping to fill up the pantry and fridge.  I even made toasted muesli last night.  And yoghurt, just need to chill the yoghurt before having it, but the muesli is very yummy.


8C wholemeal oats
200g hazelnuts – I smashed them up a bit with the rolling pin
100g sliced almonds – could use whole almonds, and smash ’em too
200g sunflower seeds
80g pumpkin seeds
100g shredded coconut – don’t use dessicated – it’ll be too small
Put all this in a large roasting pan.

Then about 1/2C oil – I used rice bran – needs to have low smell/taste and about 4-5Tbsp of runny honey – in a pot to heat up.

Pour the oil/honey over the other ingredients and mix it up well.

In a pre-heated oven 130deg C…….for I dunno – about 40 minutes?  You need to check it and stir it up regularly. Just so it’s toasted – not charred!

While that’s toasting, chop up the fruit – or buy pre-chopped fruit.  Whatever takes your fancy – but I’d guess you’d need something like 500g of fruit.  I used: dried apple, pineapple and apricots, a pack of “Mother Earth Super Fruits” – cranberries, cherries and blueberries, and raisins….I think that’s it.

Once the toasting is done, cool it all down, then mix in the fruit and store it in an airtight container.  Serve with fresh, unsweetened yoghurt (Greek is good) and a swirl of runny honey – yum!!!

It’s nice having these kinds of comforts. Continue reading


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My Dad – Party Boy!

I just had to post this pic.  It was taken a long time ago – I’d say something like the early 1950’s?

My dad was a party boy.  I think it shows. That’s him on the right.  In case you hadn’t figured.

Here’s a pic of me, similar situation, second from right.  Family resemblance?

This pic was taken at my high school reunion (Dec 2008), with my BFFs (L-R) Phlip, Georgie, Me, Trace.

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Be true to yourself – thanks Duchess Swift

I picked up the keys to my new place today – from now it’ll be known as The Phoenix Nest.

As I unlocked the front door and walked into the empty house, a strange  sort of peacefulness swept over me.  That might sound a bit weird, but that’s the only way I can describe it.  It was very calming.

It’s only a rental, but it’s my new home and I’ll be doing what I can to make it “mine” until I decide to buy again.

And that starts by painting the front room, which will be the new massage clinic room.  It’s currently blue.  Kind of like pale swimming pool blue.  Dislike.  The owner is happy for me to paint it Resene “Half Tea” – a rather boring, but very neutral shade.

I’d brought my iPod speakers with me, so I had sounds to paint with.  And before I did anything to the place (other than put beer in the fridge), I played a song I first heard last week, and danced like a mad thing throughout the house. If any of the neighbours saw me through the windows they’ll be worried they’ve got a mad-woman moving in.

The lyrics start:

“You get to
Be yourself and
Lose yourself and
Find yourself
Be true to yourself”

So, given what’s going on in my life, it’s a perfect song to dance to!

It’s by a local band, Duchess Swift – the lead vocalist, Kerry, is a very cool chick.  You can download the song I was dancing to, “Note to Self” for free.  Here’s the vid too, it’s a pretty catchy beat, don’t you think?  Thank you Kerry, for your fabulous music.  It will be played at my housewarming next weekend.

And, yes, the painting is all done.  My friend Lesley came and helped out a bit.

Here’s a before shot.  It was too dark to take a decent shot when I’d finished. I’ll post that up tomorrow, or the next day.

It was very blue.  Like I said, swimming pool blue.  But now it’s not.

I can’t wait til tomorrow. And moving really starts.

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So, I get the keys to the new place tomorrow…

I’m excited.  Fresh start, new beginnings, the chance to refocus and do things my way.

On the other hand, I’m a little sad to be leaving behind 15 years of stuff and memories.  Like I said, they haven’t all been bad.  In fact, I spent a while looking through old photo albums tonight.  Yes, I was supposed to be packing.  And yes, real photos, taken with a film camera.  They had that back in my day.

I was a young and innocent (ahem, *cough*!) 23 year old in the first photo album.  As I browsed through the albums the hairstyles changed dramatically – from shoulder-length, to cropped/boy style, to waist length, wavy, straight, spiky.  The clothing even more so – WTF did I actually go out in some of those get-ups!  (Don’t think photos will be posted up here!)

There were pics of my mum, who passed away in 2003.  I miss her so much too.  And I know she’d be worried about me right now.  In fact, I think she’d probably be here helping me pack.  Wish I’d inherited her focused, methodical approach to packing.  Mine is shit.

Anyway – there were so many photos of the places we’d been, and things we did….although mostly around NZ.  While my friends did their OE’s I was in Auckland, with a partner, step-son, house and moderate mortgage.  But, there were lots of fun times.

I’ll remember the fun times.  It’s much easier than thinking about the not-so-fun times.   And as I looked back through the photo albums I remembered there were actually a lot of fun times, but it’s all been so hazy lately to be honest.  I was actually quite surprised at all the photos of me smiling.    Although photos taken of me very recently also show me smiling…lots.  Or grinning like an idiot 🙂 Continue reading

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I have wheels! And thank you.

Thanks to my friend Hadleigh, I now have a loan vehicle ’til I have the $$ from property sales to buy a new one.  SWEET!

It needs a clean and smells like boy, but at least I’ve now got a choice between four wheels or two. It’s OK scooter, I’m not abandoning you – but seriously, I had to wear jeans & shoes to the gym today as well as my riding jacket/gloves and it was like 100degrees – OK 30deg, but still friggin’ hot.  Walked from the gym to High St for lunch in jeans…had to stop on the way to buy a skirt so I didn’t pass out from heatstroke!

Anyway – so it’s not the luxurious ride offered by the new Mitsi Triton Ute that I actually own half of.  But I’m not complaining, trust me.  I can carry a lot more stuff in the back of this Suby station wagon than my scooter!

I’d also like to take this chance to acknowledge the support of my friends – who have been there for me over the past few weeks and who continue to help me.  You know who you are.  It’s an honour and a privilege to have you as friends – even though some of you I barely knew a few weeks ago.  You are awesome, and if I can ever return the favour, I will.  You can count on me.

OK – better go and do some more packing.

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