Sunday, 30 November 2014

My Story: Part 2

On Friday I was still in hospital and they still didn't know what was wrong with me. They sent me down for a CT scan. I've never had a CT scan before so didn't know what to expect. When they took me down it was so funny. They had me in a wheelchair and sat me in the waiting area which was 3 rows of mainly empty wheelchairs. There were a bunch of us sitting there in our wheelchairs watching tv. Most of the other people were considerably older than me and I found the whole thing so funny, it was like I was sitting in an abandoned wheelchair graveyard or a car park. I looked at the lady next to me and nearly started to laugh, but she didn't seem to think that sitting there in our wheelchairs was as funny as I did.

Then they took me in to have the CT scan. They put the fluid into my drip and told me that I'd feel warm all over. Well they lied. I only felt warm around my groin so I was thinking that I'd wee'd myself. I wasn't allowed to move, so I couldn't check if I had wee'd myself or not. The whole time I was having the test I was thinking, 'surely I haven't wee'd myself, how could I wee myself, I'm not that sick.' I've since found out from other people who've had a CT scan that they got the same feeling. When the test was over, the first thing I did when I sat up was to sneakily check my pants to see if I'd wet myself and was so glad when I realised that I hadn't.

About an hour after I'd had the CT scan the Registrar arrived and told me that the test showed some inflammation and fluid on the right side of my small bowel and that he'd be getting a gastroenterologist to check my results. So now I had 3 Dr's (surgeon, registrar and gastroenterologist). The gastro Dr looked at my results and then came to speak to me. He said that I probably had either Crohn's disease or Ulcerative Colitis but he'd do further tests to find out for sure. I'd never heard of either of them so the nurses printed off some information for me. He told me that I'd have a colonoscopy and endoscopy on Monday so that we could get a definitive diagnosis.

On the Saturday morning they took my drip out and the Registrar told me that I could go out during the day if I wanted to. He also said that I wasn't sick and it was time for me to stop sitting in bed and 'get up and at em'. I just looked at him when he said that cause I certainly didn't feel good, I was in agony with my stomach and couldn't even stand up straight. But, I took his advice and tried getting up. Looking back I realise what a f@#cking idiot he was. I wasn't just sick, I was gravely ill so telling me to get up and at em was stupid. And impossible.

Being allowed out for the day was like being in prison and being allowed out on day release. I could go out after I'd had my morning medication and had to be back by 6pm. They gave me my days medication in a wee sample pot with instructions when to take it. They also said that I could have clear fluids, which was nice cause it meant that I could drink. I could also have clear soup (which didn't taste very good) and jelly, which I hate. Since I didn't really like either of those things I was sticking with water and a little bit of juice.

As strange as it may sound, at this stage I still hadn't realised how sick I was. Tiger came and picked me up in the morning and we headed to the shopping centre. He wanted to get lunch (he has a thing about eating out, but I'll talk about that another time, this story is about me), so we went to the little Asian shop and he got some soup. As I was on clear fluids only I couldn't eat, but I did have some of the fluid from his soup, which tasted amazing. It had so much flavour, a lot more flavour than the stuff I'd been having in hospital.

After he'd eaten I was in too much pain and too exhausted to do anything so we went home. I couldn't stand up straight due to the constant pain (agony) in my stomach and was too weak to walk far so I shuffled around like a 90 year old. We went home, I lay on the couch and slept for 3 hours. I was so disappointed, I'd been in hospital on my own all week and all I wanted to do was see people, but I was too sick to do anything. When I woke up we went back to hospital. I was pretty upset, I'd had enough of being sick, I was sick of being in hospital and I just wanted to go home.

They said that I could go out again on Sunday but I didn't bother, it was too much effort.

I was due to have the colonoscopy and endoscopy on Monday morning so had to start the preparation on Sunday afternoon. The gastro Dr said that I could probably go home on the Wednesday because by then we'd have the results of the colonoscopy and endoscopy.

Sunday afternoon I started drinking the preparation for the tests. If any of you have had those tests, you'll know how horrible the prep can be. For some reason I have an extreme reaction to the prep and spend at least 8 hours on the toilet with fluid pouring out both ends. Thankfully I had Tiger there looking after me. He's pretty good at looking after me when he puts the effort in. It was really nice to have him there, I needed him, but I also felt bad that he was spending all his time at the hospital. 

Anyhow, I started drinking the prep, it gave me the runs and made me really sick. I was struggling with it but trying my best. By this time though, I'd had enough. They were sticking needles into me and doing all sorts of tests and I couldn't cope with it any longer. I felt like my body had betrayed me and it didn't belong to me anymore, it was just this thing that they kept on sticking needles in. I was sitting there with tears running down my face, trying to drink the prep (which tastes awful). I wasn't even crying properly, cause that took too much effort and I just didn't have the energy. There I was leaning against Tiger with tears running down my face when the nurse came in. All of the nurses were lovely. She took one look at me, realised I'd had enough and told me I didn't have to drink any more of the prep. Thank goodness for that, cause I don't think I could have. Why I even needed the prep when I'd been on clear fluids for four days I don't know.

I've since learned that there's another prep that you can take that is much milder than the one they gave me, but they don't give it to you unless you ask for it. Why they put people through the horrible prep I'll never understand. Probably because the nicer test is more expensive. Or maybe the Dr's who arrange the prep have never done it themselves.

I started to feel better once I wasn't drinking the prep stuff but I wasn't feeling very good. Just after Tiger went home that night they came in to take my stats and had a huge panic when they realised that my blood sugar levels had dropped really low. They should have been around 8 and they were under 3 which explained why I was feeling so bad. They called a Dr in from home, she was there within 15 minutes and everyone was racing around panicking. They put the drip back in, gave me lemonade and apple juice and started giving me glucose in my drip. After about 1/2 an hour I started to feel a lot better. The next morning (Monday), I went in and had the colonoscopy and endoscopy. They both went fine (because I was asleep, hehe).

On 2 July 2007 I was diagnosed with Crohn's disease. When the tests were over and I was back in my room the gastro Dr came and told me that I had Crohn's disease. He explained to me that I had Crohn's in my small bowel and that Crohn's disease is an autoimmune disease where the immune system attacks the bowel and causes inflammation, which is why I was in pain. He told me about the medications that I'd need to take and made an appointment for me to see him in a few weeks.

Being diagnosed with an illness you've never heard of is pretty scary. Not as scary as it would have been if I'd had a full understanding of what Crohn's disease actually was, so it's probably a blessing that I didn't understand the full implications of my diagnosis.

After that I was allowed to eat whatever I wanted to. Tuesday morning the gastro Dr came to see me and told me that I could go home. The day I went home I was 52kg's.

Friday, 28 November 2014

FFS Friday - Respite

We've been looking after the FIL for the last week to give MIL respite. FFS.

It's like having another child. FFS.

He just sits around and expects us to do everything for him. FFS.

I know that he's ill but he's still capable of doing some things for himself. FFS.

He won't even get himself a glass of water. FFS.

He was only supposed to be with us for a few days from last Tuesday, however the MIL didn't want to pick him up and he didn't want to go back home. FFS.

Thankfully she finally came to get him on Wednesday and they went home yesterday. Not FFS.

As per usual, MIL was her annoying self. FFS.

She thinks she's an expert on dogs and decided that we are feeding Bella the wrong food. FFS.

Despite us telling her that we asked the vet and the pet shop what to feed Bella and they both agreed, MIL is convinced we're wrong. FFS.

I had a friend over so MIL spent 15 minutes talking to her about what food dogs should eat. FFS.

I'm sure she thought she was being subtle. FFS.

Then she went and bought the food she thinks we should feed Bella. FFS.

It's not even puppy food. FFS.

Totally ignoring our wishes, she gave the food to Bella and the next day Bella had the runs. FFS. 

Last weekend Tiger decided to start war with our neighbours. FFS.

Not a good idea. FFS.

They're great neighbours and we really like them. FFS.

In the 15 months we've been here they have never been noisy. Until Friday night that is. FFS.

At 9.45pm the neighbour decided to get out his harley and start revving it up. FFS.

For 15 minutes. FFS.

It's bloody loud. FFS.

It didn't disturb the kids so I told Tiger not to worry about it, but he couldn't help himself. FFS.

Instead of going out there and nicely asking them to turn the bike off (which I'm sure they would have), Tiger yelled at them. FFS.

Personally I would have just left it. It wasn't worrying the kids, they are never noisy and no harm was done. 

The next morning, once again, Tiger couldn't help himself. He saw the neighbour's wife out the front and instead of making a joke about it he made a smart comment, so she made a smart comment back. FFS.

When he told me I pointed out that there's no doubt our kids are way noisier than they ever are. FFS.

A little while later the hubby came out and he was fine about it, he apologised and we told him it was all good but the wife wouldn't make eye contact with us. FFS.

Sunday arvo we saw her again and everything seemed to be fine but I'm going to apologise to her when I get the chance. FFS.

I was just browsing the Prabal Gurung goodies on the MAC website. The lipsticks are $69 and the lip glasses are $68. What a f@#$ing joke! FFS.

That concludes my weekly whinge. Now it's your turn. 

Wednesday, 26 November 2014

The Body Shop Wild Argan

I don't usually like argan oil products, to me argan oil smells like mouldy cheese and as much as I love cheese it's not something that I want to smell like!
The Body Shop have recently released their Wild Argan Oil range and it smells so good that I couldn't resist buying a few products to try out. I was very tempted to buy the entire range but managed to walk out with only two products.
 I purchased the Solid Oil for lips and the Miracle Dry Oil for body and hair. Unsurprisingly I love them both. The lip oil is really interesting. I thought that it'd be light, sink in quickly and not be overly hydrating, but I was totally wrong. Whilst it does have a little slip, it's a thick, hydrating oil that sits well on my lips and doesn't disappear within a few minutes.

The Miracle Solid Oil is one of my favourite products ever as it's so versatile. I use it on my face, body and hair. For my face it's a lovely night serum, for my body a beautiful smelling moisturiser, hand treatment and cuticle oil. I've been using it in my hair to hydrate and treat my split ends. I've also used it on my lips as a lip balm. 

As the name suggest, this melts into an oil on contact with the skin. I prefer solid oils as I find they aren't as messy as regular oils are. 
This is one of those products that I'm going to repurchase over and over again.

I have my eye on the rest of the range, but that will have to wait until I've used up some more products. 

I purchased my Wild Argan Oil Solid Lip Oil for $9.95 and the Wild Argan Oil Solid Miracle Oil for $17.95.

Monday, 24 November 2014

My favourite rose scented products

Ah rose, one of my all time favourite scents. A sure way to get me to buy something is to tell me it smells like roses. I used to have a gorgeous rose scented Juicy Tube. I finished it years ago and I still miss it. If they released another rose one I'd buy at least three.

I'm sure there are plenty of you who love rose as much as I do, so today I'm sharing with you some of my favourite rose scented products. 

Kosmea Moisturising Lotion SPF 30 - I didn't think that I'd ever find a sunscreen that I liked more than my Clinique Super City Block until I tried the new Kosmea Moisturising Lotion. It's the gorgeous rose scent that won me over. If you want a gorgeous, light yet hydrating sunscreen, you need this.  

Aerin Rose Lip Conditioner - I so wish Aerin products were available here. Rose Lip Conditioner is a thick, glossy balm. If you don't like sticky lip products stay away from this one. Personally I like sticky lip products because they last for ages. I apply this once every four hours to keep my lips soft and smooth.

Joeur Pearl Lip Enhancer - Joeur is another brand I wish was available here. The lip enhancer gives a pretty wash of sheer colour with a heavenly rose scent.

By Terry Baume de Rose - To my great disgust I have recently become allergic to my Baume de Rose. Considering the ridiculous price, this is a very, very sad thing. I'm hoping it's just temporary. Frankly there is no way that Baume de Rose is worth the price, however if you are a die hard lip balm and rose lover, spoil yourself.

Chi Chi French Rose perfume - I get so many compliments when I wear this and people are always surprised to hear that it's a cheap perfume, they always expect it to be expensive because of the beautiful true rose scent.

Christian Dior Creme de Rose - For those of you not willing to shell out the $$$ for the By Terry Baume de Rose, this is a slightly cheaper option. Out of the two balms this is my pick. The packaging is more handbag friendly, it's not quite as thick and it smells just as lovely. Oh and I'm not allergic to it, bonus.

Lanolips Rose Hand Balm Intense - The rose scent in this is quite subtle. It's more of a green rose than a full on sweet rose, but it's still lovely. This is my go to hand cream when my hands are really dry and peeling.

Jurlique Rose Love Balm - As far as lip balms go, this is on the light end. It would be totally useless if my lips were chapped but when my lips are in good condition Rose Love balm is okay. I like to use it before I apply lipstick. It's also good as a light perfume.

NAT. Aroma Rose - This is my choice to use in the oil burner.

The Candle Shack Bulgarian Rose - Whenever I go to my sister in laws house it always smells beautiful and this is the reason why.  Out of all the candles I've tried, these are by far the best. They have the most amazing scent that lasts and lasts. I don't even need to light my candle to enjoy the beautiful fragrance. 

Weleda Wild Rose Smoothing Facial Oil Capsules - These are the lazy persons face mask. I apply one of these at night, go to bed and wake up with soft, smooth skin. Easy peasy.

Jurlique Rosewater Balancing Mist - Jurlique really know how to do a good rose fragrance. Their rose body oil is heavenly, as is their rose hand cream. And of course the Rosewater balancing mist. I've gone through countless bottles of all three of the products that I mentioned, they're beautiful, luxurious and smell heavenly.

The Body Shop Atlas Mountain Rose perfume -I'm not sure what the difference between normal roses and mountain roses are, either way this is a beautiful, fresh rose scent.

What are your favourite rose scented products? 
If you know of a great rose scented lip product please tell me so I can buy it. 

Note: The Kosmea moisturiser, NAT oil and Weleda capsules were provided to me for review. All other products I purchased myself. 

Sunday, 23 November 2014

My Story: Part 1

We all have a story, or several stories. Stories that define us and make us who we are, big things and little things that change us and how we see the world. Today I'm going to start telling you one of my stories.

At the start of 2007 I was healthy, fit and happy. I'd just got engaged to the man of my dreams, we were moving in together, buying a house and life was going really well.

I was fit, healthy and never got sick. I couldn't remember the last time I'd had a cold. Around February I got sick. First it was just a viral throat infection. I didn't go to the Dr for a while cause I assumed it'd go away, but after a week I went to the Dr. He told me it was viral, gave me a med cert and told me to come back if I wasn't better in a few days. Four days later when I was still sick, I went back and he gave me antibiotics. I got better, was better for a few weeks, then I got the flu. Between February and May I had the flu twice, a chest infection twice and three viral illnesses. In this time I lost 5kgs, which was okay as I was carrying a bit of extra weight. I'd gone from 65kg's down to 60kg's.

By June the Dr and I knew something was wrong but we didn't know what. I was exhausted all the time and could barely drag myself out of bed. I'd get up, drag myself to work, struggle along for half a day and then go home because I was too tired to function. In the middle of June I gave up and stopped going to work cause getting out of bed was too much effort. I was seeing the Dr two to three times a week, he was running all sorts of tests, but everything was showing up as normal. At this stage
I didn't have any specific symptoms, I was just tired. I remember my boss calling me one day. It was 10am and he woke me up. I had to call in every day that I wasn't going to work and I hadn't called in so he was ringing to see where I was. He asked me what was wrong and I started to cry and told him I didn't know but I couldn't get out of bed. He asked if it was a cold or the flu and what my symptoms were but I couldn't tell him, all I could say what that I couldn't get out of bed. 

Around the same time that I stopped going to work, I got a pain at the top of my stomach, in between my ribs and it just didn't go away. It was there all the time, it wasn't agony, it was more a sore, sick feeling. When I told the Dr this he gave me tablets for reflux. I took them for a few weeks and they calmed things down a bit but the feeling was still there. I saw him on a Friday and told him this, so he sent me off to have more blood tests and booked me an appointment for Monday.

On the Sunday I started to feel really sick and my stomach was feeling extremely sore. I hardly slept that night because I was in so much pain and Tiger said that I was groaning all night, so he didn't sleep either. I also had a high fever. I went to my Dr's appointment on Monday (I don't know how I got there and back without having a car crash and killing myself). I was so sick that I didn't even think of telling the Dr how sick I was or that I had a fever, I just told him my stomach was sore and I didn't feel very well. He booked me in for an ultrasound on Thursday and told me to come back at the end of the week.


The next few days I got sicker and sicker. I couldn't eat anything because every time I did I was in agony from my stomach. The only thing that didn't make me sick was yoghurt, so that's all I was eating. Plus, I wasn't at all hungry. I was sleeping all day and was in so much pain I couldn't stand up straight. It took all my energy to get out of bed and have a shower. It'd take me an hour cause I'd have to keep on sitting down to rest. Then I'd drag myself to the lounge room and sleep all day. I wasn't drinking cause I didn't have enough energy to go to the kitchen and fill up my water bottle, so once it was empty I'd have to wait until Tiger got home and filled it up. Nights were the worst, I was in so much pain that I couldn't sleep and I'd just lay there. Amazingly, Tiger didn't seem to notice that I was gravely ill, he was too absorbed in whatever was going on in his head (by his own admission, he was an asshole back then).

By the Wednesday I was a mess and knew I couldn't get through another night. I don't know what I thought would happen, but I just knew I couldn't do it. I was so sick that I didn't know what I needed to do. Thankfully, Mum rang up in the afternoon. She knew I'd been sick so when she heard my voice and I told her I was sick she told me that I needed to go to the Dr and tell them it was an emergency. I got off the phone to her and asked Tiger what he thought I should do, he said to do whatever I thought, so helpful of him. I rang the Dr's surgery at around 4.30pm and they said that they couldn't fit me in. I told them that I was really sick and didn't know what to do, if I should see a Dr or go to hospital, so thankfully they squeezed me in.

I told Tiger that he had to drive me to the Dr and as I was struggling my way to the bedroom to put my shoes on, he looked at me and said "Gee babe, you've lost a lot of weight." I got pretty annoyed by that, so turned around and growled at him, "I told you I'm sick!"

Between the Sunday night and the Wednesday I lost 6kg's.

I saw the Dr and was in with her for 45 minutes whilst she examined me and then tried to get me a hospital bed. I'd always thought that having private health cover meant that when I needed to go to hospital I'd be able to but apparently that's not the case. She called 4 hospitals before she could get me a bed! As it turned out this was very fortunate, as the hospital she got me into specialises in stomach problems, so that worked out well.

Whilst I was sitting there listening to the Dr talking to the hospital, I was getting a little upset. She'd weighed me and I was 54kg's and she kept on saying that I was anorexic. For some reason, despite how bad I felt and the agony I was in, I was really upset at being called anorexic. I wasn't anorexic, I wanted to eat, but I couldn't! Once I got to hospital they explained to me that I was medically anorexic, which mean that I was extremely underweight, not that I had an eating disorder.

When I walked out of the Dr's office and told Tiger that I was being admitted to hospital he got all worried and said to me, "I didn't know you were that sick babe." I thought to myself, 'well if you'd bothered to take your head out of your ass and look at me you would have realised!', but I didn't say that, I just said, "I told you I'm sick". Once he realised that I was sick he got all worried and helpful.

We went home, packed a bag for me and trotted off to hospital. Whilst they were waiting for my room to be readied, they settled me in the heart ward. That was fun. Because they didn't have me hooked up to the heart machine, it kept on beeping, which was slightly disconcerting, so they turned it off, which was much better. Not sure why it'd been turned on in the first place but anyhow.

The Dr put a drip in (after the nurse had 2 failed attempts, nice) and then proceeded to poke and prod me and ask all sorts of strange questions. The first things both the Dr I'd seen at the Dr's surgery and the hospital Dr thought of were ectopic pregnancy and appendix, but they'd done the tests, I wasn't pregnant and I don't have appendix, they came out when I was 21, so they were stumped. Two of the strange questions I remember being asked were, have you had sore eyes (which I had) and have you had mouth ulcers (which I had). I now understand why they asked those questions, but at the time I wondered what my mouth and eyes had to do with my stomach pains.

They took blood and about half an hour later told me that my blood tests indicated that I had some type of infection but they didn't know what it was. I didn't know it was possible to get test results back so quickly.

After a while my room was ready so I was wheeled up there, settled in and pumped full of drugs which was great because it meant that I got a good night's sleep which I hadn't for 3 nights. The next day, the fun began. At first I had two Dr's, a surgeon and a Registrar. They were both nice. The Registrar oversaw every test I had and explained them to me which was very reassuring.

They had me on nil by mouth, which was fine because I wasn't hungry at all. My first test was an ultrasound. The Registrar was there when I had the test. It showed enlarged lymph nodes on the right side of my stomach but nothing else. Apparently there was 1 less enlarged node than would indicate cancer so that was a relief. So we still didn't know what was wrong, but we knew it wasn't cancer. One more illness crossed off the list.

I was starting to feel a little bit better as they were treating me with 3 types of antibiotics, pain killers, steroids and fluids. At one stage I had 6 bags hanging from my drip stand. I was still feeling pretty sick though, I couldn't read because it took too much effort and I was spending most of my time sleeping.

As soon as he heard I was in hospital Dad came up, which was really sweet of him. He was there first thing the Thursday morning. Mum came up to visit too, and my brother called me every day. I'm lucky my family are there for me when I need them.

Friday, 21 November 2014


I know you've missed my wee and poo stories, so just to keep you all happy, this week has been all about wee and poo. Crap. FFS.

Chai no longer exists, I live with a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle now. FFS/Not FFS.

Donatello/Michelangelo/Leonardo/Raphael wears his ninja suit every. Washing it causes all sorts of problems. FFS.

When the ninja suit is in the wash Chai checks the washing machine every few minutes and occasionally throws something in there. FFS.

Yoghurt added to the spin cycle was a particular fun one. FFS.

When the suit is finally washed Chai wants to put it on straight away and has a huge tantrum when he can't. FFS.

Sunday he fell asleep in the car and woke up in a pool of wee, so the ninja suit had to go in the wash. FFS. 

I'm sure he asked me at least 50 times if it had finished washing and then another 50 times if it was dry. FFS.

I cleaned the wee off the car seat and the the next day he got poo all over the seat. FFS. 

Poor Chai had a touch of gastro on Monday and Tuesday. FFS.

He had the runs and a sore belly. FFS.

And was constantly crapping himself. FFS.

He went through five sets of undies and shorts on Monday and four sets on Tuesday. FFS.

Try as I might I could not convince him to wear a nappy or pull ups, so I just had to keep on changing him. FFS.

He's now developed the Man Flu attitude to illness so just wanted to lay on the couch with me cuddling him all day. Normally I'd be more than happy to lay on the couch and cuddle all day but it's not possible with Eljay to look after as well. FFS.

Every time I had to get off the couch to eat, look after Eljay, go to the toilet etc, Chai cried. FFS.

He'd continue crying until I returned to the couch. FFS.

Naturally he was back to normal by the time Tiger got home. FFS.

Over the last month Eljay has decided the cure to all that ails him is a breastfeed. FFS.

He wants to feed at least five times a day and several times at night. FFS.

If he gets upset, angry, hurt etc, he wants to feed. If he's tired he wants to feed.If it's night time and he's awake he wants to feed. If the dog looks at him the wrong way, he wants to feed. FFS.

I'm pretty sure he'll still be breastfeeding when he's 21. FFS.

Chai weaned himself at 17 months, so I'm not sure what I'll do about Eljay. I don't want to wean him but at the same time I'm getting sick of him hanging off my boob all day and night. FFS.

He's a determined little poppet. He calls feeding BRRRRR and when he wants a feed he'll say BRRRRR, climb onto my lap, point at my boob then lie down so he's all ready. If I don't feed him he sticks his hand down my top and tries to get my boob out. FFS.
That concludes my weekly whinge. Now it's your turn to tell me something.

Wednesday, 19 November 2014

Project Life Detox

Lately I've been seriously thinking about the life that I lead, the life that I want to lead, how I want my boys to grow up etc. I've realised that I need to have a huge detox/declutter in most areas of my life. So that's what I'm going to do. I considered starting it at the start of next year, but I'm too impatient so I'm starting now. Right now. I don't want to wait to the start of next week or next month, I'm going to start now, in the middle of the month. There's no time like the present. 

I haven't exactly decided how I'll do this, it's going to be a work in progress. What I have decided is that I'll concentrate on a different aspect each month. I'll be detoxing my diet, decluttering my house (that will have to be on a room by room basis), decluttering my makeup and skin care and anything else I can think of. 

I'm wondering if this is something you are interested in reading about?

Friday, 14 November 2014

FFS Friday

When we got our puppy Bella I was worried that she'd be a handful and give me trouble. Surprisingly (or not) it's not Bella who is giving me trouble, it's the boys. FFS.

Turns out Eljay loves eating dog biscuits. FFS.

And water out of the dog bowl. FFS.

And wet, doggy kisses. FFS.

He lets Bella lick his tongue. Gross. FFS.

Having a dog has further encouraged Chai to constantly pretend he's a dog. FFS.

Last week he poo'd outside twice. FFS.

Then Bella ate it. FFS.

When I asked him why he didn't use the toilet he told me "I'm a dog Mummy". FFS.

He has a great imagination that I want to encourage, but I draw the line at him pooing outside. FFS.

I constantly catch him on all fours weeing like a dog. FFS.

We need to register Bella. It costs $50 if she's not desexed and $20 if she is. She's too young to be desexed and will be desexed as soon as she can be, but the council expects us to pay the full rate and won't refund it after she's been desexed. FFS.

That seems pretty unreasonable. Fair enough if she was old enough to be desexed and we hadn't bothered, but we can't get her desexed until she's 6 months old. FFS.

Also, a condition of getting a rescue puppy is that you have them desexed, so they know it's definitely going to happen. FFS.

Stupid council. FFS.

Eljay has entered the 'put everything in the toilet' stage. FFS.

So far he's put: my toothbrush head, a make-up brush, three toilet rolls, lots of food, a water bottle, several cars and a thong into the toilet. FFS.

I never know what I'm going to find when I lift the toilet lid. FFS.

It's often the highlight of my day. FFS.

That concludes my weekly whinge. Now it's your chance to get your whinge on. 

Wednesday, 12 November 2014

October Empties

I was on fire last month, so many empties!
Soap and Glory Flake Away - Regular readers are probably sick of seeing this in my empties lists. It's a holy grail. Not much else to say. You can read my review here.

Kit Sensory Lab Coffee Body Wash - I've been saving this for ages as they don't make it anymore and it's the best coffee scented body wash I've ever used. It's been sitting in my cupboard for over a year now so I decided it was time I finished it. Hopefully I'll find another coffee body wash one day.

Garnier Beauty Oil Body Scrub - This is my second tube and it won't be my last. For a non sugar/salt scrub it's surprisingly effective and it smells amazing.

Aubrey Rosa Mosqueta Shampoo - I didn't like this at all. It dried my hair out. Thankfully I only paid a few dollars for it.
Sukin Hydrating Mist Toner - I think this is the third one I've finished. I keep it in the fridge to use during summer, it's great to refresh and the boys love it too, I spray it all over them to cool them down.

Elizabeth Arden Visible Difference Gentle Hydrating Cleanser - Pretty sure I got this as part of a gwp. It was nice but nothing special. 

Dove Hair Therapy Deep Conditioner - Meh. This was okay but not amazing. I prefer my Original and Mineral products.

Dermeze Ointment -I use this on Eljays eczema and it works really well. It's a very thick ointment so hydrates well and helps to keep the eczema under control.
Seven Wonders Argan Oil - If you are after a reasonably priced argan oil this is worth a try. I found it was a great used as a serum and it doesn't smell gross like a lot of argan oils do.

Nivea Oxygen Power Moisturiser - I found this when I was cleaning out my stash. It was a pretty good product, nothing amazing. I'm pretty sure it was discontinue years ago.

Audra James Bespoke Perfume -I'm so sad I finished my bespoke perfume, it was heaven in a bottle.

MooGoo Oil Cleansing Method - This is my holy grail oil cleanser. You can read my full review here.

1Skin Solution Mojito Lip Balm - One of my all time favourite lip balms. I'll be repurchasing it when I've finished a few other balms.

Maybelline Baby Lips Lip Balm -I was surprised that I liked this one. The first few times I used it I didn't like it at all, but when I picked it up again a few months later I changed my mind and really liked it. I'm using the Lychee one at the moment, it smells like cake.
Bloom Banana Buzz Lip Balm - Technically I didn't finish this, Eljay got hold of it, poked his finger in it and smeared lip balm all over himself and the wall. 
If this had tasted good it would have been the perfect lip balm. It's buttery smooth and smells great.

Puretopia Instant Recovery Lip Balm - This one was a toss. I didn't like it at all, it did nothing to hydrate my lips, it tasted terrible and was just unpleasant.

Swisspers Make-Up Pads - I usually get the Priceline ones but they'd run out so I had to buy these instead. Even though they are nearly twice the price of the Priceline ones, they aren't as good. They have a join around the outside that is very scratchy and not at all pleasant on my face. I won't buy these again.

Friday, 7 November 2014

FFS Friday - Coffee

This week I came to the sad realisation that I have to divorce Tiger. I've gone over and over it but we are so fundamentally different that I have no choice, it's just not going to work. It's funny how you can know someone for so many years then one day something happens and it totally changes the way you look at them.

It all happened Monday. When I tell you what happened you'll understand why our marriage is over. Here's the whole, shocking story.

Tiger had booked me in for acupuncture so Monday morning he dropped me off at the appointment and he went off with the kids. They were supposed to be going to the post office but Tiger decided to take them to the Bunnings playground instead. 

When he came and picked me up I asked him if he wanted to get a coffee. That's when it all went wrong. He told me that he'd got himself a coffee at Bunnings but as he was getting himself and the kids together and back to the car he'd forgotten about the coffee and left it at Bunnings. FFS.

How is that possible? I could understand if he'd left himself, the keys, his phone, wallet or one of the kids behind, it happens, he's only human, but to forget his coffee? Unforgivable! And to make it even worse, when he realised he'd forgotten his coffee he didn't go back and get it! 

I cannot understand or forgive his callous disregard for coffee! Shocking isn't it!

Now you see why I have no choice but to divorce him. Anyone who treats coffee with such carelessness is not someone I can be married to. 

 That concludes my weekly whinge. If you have anything to whinge about, or a great coffee story, please tell me all about it in the comments.

Monday, 3 November 2014

My order from the Natural Supply Co

Last week I received my first order from the Natural Supply Co. I'm very excited about it so thought I'd do an unboxing post. 
How cute is the thank-you note and packaging!

Eco Tan Winter Skin and Deodorant. I have high hopes for the Winter Skin. I'm usually allergic to fake tan so will be interested to see how I go with this one. 
Yard Skincare The Bloss in Balmoral Bliss. I've already decided I need more (all!) of these. The Bloss is a mix of a balm and a gloss (hence the name). Balmoral Bliss smells and tastes amazing and gives a pretty, sheer wash of colour.

Shore Soap Company Mermaid Kisses Solid Perfume. I'm terrible at describing scents so you'll just have to believe me when I say that this smells amazing.
Sin-Min Horchata lip balm smells like a chai latte.

Bite Beauty Colour and Shine to go mini travel set. Isn't this a brilliant idea! I wish more companies would make mini sized products, they're a great way to try out products and the mini size means I'll actually use them up. Plus, they are small enough to easily fit in my pocket for touch ups.

Saturday, 1 November 2014


I'm so restless at the moment, I really want to pack up and move. Perhaps it's the change of seasons that's ignited my wanderlust. I often wonder why we live the way we do. What's the point of working all our lives to pay off a house? There must be more to life than than. It seems really pointless. I'd rather not own a house and travel the world.

I think about what I want for my boys. Do I want them to value possessions and work their whole life to pay off a house? No. Do I want them to value people and experiences and spend their days traveling the world and connecting with people? Yes. So why am I living the way I do? Why am I teaching my boys to value possessions and not people? How will they learn to live another way if I don't give them the example?

Then there are times that I love having roots and stability. I love having friends and family close by, I love having a house that's mine, knowing the people at the chemist, coffee shop etc. It'd be great if we could have both. And I think I could, if we had a more modest house. I'd be happy with a smaller house, Tiger would not. But maybe if I keep on trying I might convince him one day.