KD Lang, Karen Minns, Sea Lions and much more

Last Saturday we went and saw K D Lang, live, in concert. And what a concert it was! Outdoors, at a winery in Swan Valley – amazing! It rained a bit, but only when we were lined up waiting to get in. Picture us, with hundreds of people, in a very long queue, all wearing cheap plastic ponchos (well, those of us with any class wore the cheap, plastic ponchos, the rest of them wore green, garbage bags!). The rain cleared up by the time the concert started and listening to Hallelujah and Constant Craving LIVE was a something I will never forget.

And... the weekend before was even better (hard to believe anything can be better than KD, but it happened!), because the weekend before, Karen Minns flew to Perth for the weekend to surprise me! How lovely is that! Kristy had told her that I was feeling homesick and together they arranged for Karen to come to W.A. We then drove to Jurin Bay and stayed by the beach for two days and nights, drinking lots of Rekorderlig Strawberry-Lime Cider (and if you haven’t tried it, you need to – truly, it is an orgasm in the mouth), swimming in the Indian ocean, playing with Sea Lions and getting our eyebrows tinted (Kristy did not partake in the brow tint – she was too busy drinking Rekorderlig cider).

Snorkelling with the sea lions was a wonderful experience, however because of a wetsuit debacle, I nearly didn’t get in the water. We arrived early for the Sea Lion experience and paid our money and got our wetsuits. I went into the change room with mine, and struggled and struggled to get it on, seriously, I was sweating it was so hard. I couldn’t believe that everyone else got theirs on so quickly, and I knew I was holding things up because it was taking so long. I had the wetsuit half on (and that alone had been a mamoth task!) but it wouldn’t budge anymore, so eventually I had to open my change room and ask for assistance, which is when I was told that I had the wet suit on backwards! Ohhh, the zip goes at the back, ohhhh! So, another amount of time goes by as I struggle to peel the damn thing off my legs. I turn it around and proceed to put it on THE RIGHT WAY, and it is still a struggle! Finally though, it is on, and I come out of the change room. I see everyone else looking (relatively) normal in their wetsuits, and there is me, looking like I am wearing a too tight sausage skin, with my arms almost horizontal because it is so tight. The wetsuit woman takes one look at me, tries to smother a smile, and suggests that I need a larger size wetsuit. Fortunately she helps peel this one off me, because I had sweated so much it had stuck to me and I doubt I would have had the strength to do it on my own. In the end I had a wet suit that was my size, and all was good in the world of swimming with the Sea Lions.

We did have a few injuries on that girls’ weekend... Karen, aside from a weirdly swollen ankle, incurred a Hot Tuna wound (she slightly stubbed her finger on a boat called Hot Tuna), and I was involved in a Pinnacle injury (grazed my knuckle as a hugged a pinnacle). The Pinnacles are ancient rock formations – they are limestone spiers that rise oddly out of the sand, and some are taller than me. Actually it felt like we were driving and walking through a desert full of penis’s – and most people that have seen the Pinnacles say the same thing (and if they are not saying it, they would be certainly thinking it). At one stage Kristy looked on the ground and found a little, tiny Pinnacle – she thought it was a new one just forming, but on closer inspection, it was just a cheezle (true story!).

Aside from the touristy things, we found time to just sit on the beach, and swim in the ocean and laze about. As Karen and I were swimming back from the pontoon (we were the only ones in the water at the time), Kristy starts calling out to us, “Go the other way!” Then she calls out, “Really, go the other way, there is something dark under the water near you!” I couldn’t believe how fast Karen swam to get away, and I couldn’t believe how she bowled me over without regard to get out of the way. Oh yes, she was willing to sacrifice me in an attempt to save herself! Yep, we are friends that will do anything for each other... unless there is a potential shark involved! By the way, we never did find out what the dark shape was, it swam away. Ahhhh, what’s a trip to the beach without a shark story.

In regards to my health, it could be better. (men, this is women’s health business now, so if that makes you icky, then I suggest you skip the next paragraph).

As many of you know, I bled heavily for 54 days. It was driving me crazy, so much pain, so much time off work, so tired, etc, etc, etc. Then the bleeding stopped, and I couldn’t believe it! And now it has started again, worse than before. It makes me very depressed. Yesterday I heard that the internal examination and D & C that was booked for the 2nd Dec, has now not been booked because the hospital made a mistake. I said to them, “You have to do something, I can’t keep going like this,” and they said, “Look, maybe someone will call you back.” Maybe???? What do they mean ‘maybe’???? Grrrrrr Grrrrrr grrrrrr with plenty of tears and gnashing of teeth. I have a gyno appointment on the 22nd November, but I think it is now too late to fit me into the 2nd Dec. WHY is this happening????

On a better note (men, you can start reading again), I am LOVING my tarot course that I go to every Monday night. I am also now on Lite and Lazy with Kristy, and I have joined Curves gym (with those weird hydraulic machines). I am aiming for some weight loss before the new year. I’m tired of needing the bigger wetsuit!!! Kristy, of course, remains trim, despite adding HUMUNGEOUS bowls of cereal, and chocolate sundaes, to her Lite & Easy diet.

At work today, I was asked by a training provider what version of excel we use at work. I (accidently) said, “We have a few virgins floating around here at Baptiscare.” Once it was out of my mouth, I tried to change it, and said, “I mean ‘virgins’.” WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME THAT I SAID IT AGAIN????? Why couldn’t my mouth say VERSION!!!!!

Oh, and I almost forgot to mention – I ironed the carpet! Accidently people – I’m not one of those carpet-ironing people! The ironing board we have is really wobbly (could that be because I picked it up off the side of the road?) and while I was ironing (which is a pretty rare event) the iron fell, and I was not even going to attempt to catch a hot iron. So it landed on the carpet, in the middle of the lounge. And of course, because we are in a rental, the carpet is made of high-quality, cheap-ass nylon, so of course it melted immediately into the shape of an iron. It cost a $120 to fix this! And all the carpet men did was cut out the iron burn and put in a carpet square. Now we have one, lone carpet tile in the middle of the lounge room. Classy.

Tomorrow I go to a “Letting Go” workshop. Yes, yes, we all know I am flaky and that I do witchy-poo things. I love all that stuff – the pranic healing, the burning ceremonies, the chanting, etc. I am VERY VERY VERY excited about tomorrow! I can’t wait to clear out some old and unnecessary old baggage that has been weighing me down for too long.

Fast news and notes: The tomato plants are filled with fruit, but none of it ripe yet. The capsicum are huge! Happy Birthday Jodie, for the 22nd. Just read the book Sybil again – what an amazing woman. Watched fireworks from the Balcony tonight. Tony, we are still working on Skype. Anita & Mark – only 6 weeks until we see you. Jake, it’s been ages. Peter Wilson was in town, and he will be again – Trisse, you have to come with him. I made sausage rolls tonight – yum. Dustey see you soon. I am in love with a dog named Eddie. I have hairy fingers, but Kristy’s are hairier. I have stopped the massage work for a while – too tired. My mum is no longer a Village person. Mel, Mick and Elle you have to come see us please please please please please. Safe travels lainy and roly. Rahni and ninja come visit us for a lez fest here. Shelley let us know if your coming next year. Happy 1st bday to little Alex and the twins Georgie and Ryder.

My brother sent me this quote: “One often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it”, from Kung Fu Panda. It is a good quote to ponder on.