I don’t mean to bore you …but ….

26 Nov

Tonight I’ve been wondering about yawning. That bizarre phenomenon that most of us know little about … because while there are many myths and theories, there are not all that a many facts.

So why do I care ??? well last night while I was pondering why it helps to smile when you are at work …  I went searching for a yawning picture, and the minute I saw a page full of yawners …. I STARTED TO YAWN myself.


Now, like you, I know all about being in a room with someone who yawns…and watching the chain reaction take off; but I would never have dreamed that looking at a photo could have the same effect …..(nor sitting here writing about it ..so far I have had 7 …. how many have you had ??) .

According to  research they say that the more you are affected by nearby yawners … the more empathic you are, which kind of makes some sense… I’ve always said I have an over-active empathy gland….but who would have thought THAT would extend to one dimensional people who don’t even have a heartbeat??? … wonders never cease!


it helps to smile …..

25 Nov

Well it’s been a strange day in so many ways … BUT that aside…tonight,  I just want to focus on people whoyawn hate their job. I constantly wonder about people in the service industry who hate people (or at least look like they do).

Today I bumped into more than my fair share of them, but two in particular stood out head and shoulders above the crowd.

Case in point #1…   a manicurist (is that a word ???) who, while she was doing a pedicure, (perhaps she should be called a ‘pedicurist’ ??) appeared so bored that she looked like she could fall asleep. She slapped some cream on this poor woman’s legs and  rubbed away unenthusiastically while she yawned (with no free hands to cover her mouth). Now the poor woman may have been tired after a day of playing with toenails, but surely she could pretend !!! (or duck out the back for a nap and then come back).

bloodCase in point #2 …. a blood collector in the pathology practice who was surly and  irritated with me for walking in the door 10 minutes before she was due to knock off. There I was the only person in sight and she told me that she NEEDED to leave on time today (as she sighed heavily)  … so I promised to try and ‘bleed fast’.   .


Santa’s in the ‘burbs….. already

24 Nov


There is nothing more bizarre that driving through some of Sydney’s less salubrious suburbs …and seeing the amazing and over the top Christmas displays popping up, Streets that are usually dotted with burnt out cars and sulo bins now share the space with Santa and all his little helpers.

Now while that’s strange enough in its own right,…. if you add to that the love of “snow” in this landscape…. the mind boggles. We’ve just survived 4 days of temperatures over 40deg … so winding through these snow filled streets seems even more surreal…… mmm wouldn’t you think it would melt ??

Perhaps it’s a way of preparing me for my real white Christmas ….the countdown to my northern hemisphere festivities has started and the egg nog and open fires are just around the corner … but tell me  have YOU every tried shopping for thermal undies when it’s 45deg  outside?  It’s a challenge !

 (So I guess it’s not just the residents of the ‘burbs’ that are confused …. eh?) 


which way ???

23 Nov

…sometimes the simplest things amuse me…


…it’s a small world after all ….

22 Nov

So… because last night was too hot to handle …. I can now share yesterday’s bizarre ‘what are the chances’ moment.

We constantly hear how social media has impacted on or worlds …. for both good and evil… but there is no doubt that we are better networked than in any time past. Let me explain ….

Each of these last two Fridays, I have been approached but 2 completely random ‘strangers’ and asked if I was Louise ? (I should have replied no I’m 50something but not dead yet..but I didn’t)…In both cases I was completely stunned to discover that each of these people ‘knew’ and recognised me from facebook.  networked

One was someone I had engaged in long exchanges over our shared vocal ‘challenges’ … but never ‘met’ in the flesh; while the other was someone from back in high school who recognised me from a shared school contact list … AND as it turns out has worked in and around the same workplace as me for years… yet our paths had never crossed.

In both cases I was impressed at their boldness to ask, and their identification skills, which made me wonder if I was completely unobservant (or…. they don’t share current profile pics …) .. So yes...’it IS a small world after all’.


melting moment

21 Nov

too hot

…sorry can’t see for the sweat dripping n my eyes…


x-ray vision

20 Nov

X-Rays… what does one do with the family collection ??? x-ray

When searching for a particular ‘recent’ happy snap, I plundered my way through a pile of films wondering why on earth I have them.  After all, Dad died 14 years ago and Mum 6 years … and it seems that their X-ray booty was part of my inheritance, so it feels wrong to put them ‘in the bin’.

Then there are the regular pics of my spine from every angle…. and Mr 50Something’s chronic old (now new) knees…

We have a pile of pics capturing the most intimate shots of the most intimate body bits… and it made me think there must be a better way. In this day of ‘e’ everything I can’t imagine why all images are not stored in cyberspace without the need to print anything….

So what do we do with them ?

Well, I recently discovered that one radiology practice now offers a collection point for disposal… but, now that I’ve found it, I wonder if I can actually  bring myself to ditch these personal and intimate family memoirs ???



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