the naked truth

Do you feel like you are being watched. Like your whole routine is there for everyone to see. You are completely naked. Well not naked as such, but you feel naked in who you are? I am feeling this at the moment. Writing a blog is awesome, but sometimes you feel somewhat vulnerable. Is there still some of you left that people do not know about? Do you leave some element of surprise? Or are you there completely for others to see? If you do not write a blog, then maybe you have a Facebook page. This is a place where you are a little naked too. Do you leave your profile open to the world?

I have shared a lot, sometimes I think maybe too much, but those things that I have shared have helped other women, and that in itself has to be awesome. I should not feel so naked for those personal areas of my life that have been written here and also written in magazines. But there are elements of me that you cannot see in images, and you cannot see in words. Maybe you can see them?

I still want to be a surprise!

rain rain go away

I want to complain. I need to be complaining. Seriously where is summer? Come on aussie come on, come on. (For the record, that is a chant sung for the cricket, and I do not do cricket. The song suits my sulking).

I need to see more of that cute Taj-nudie-bum!

forest is running

It is very nice to know I am not completely crazy and my new toy and I are going to rock. I know it is not great to bet against yourself, but I am sure within the first two months of this year I will be finding out just how much guys dig scars, and the scar might just be my first real broken bone. But in saying all of this and hedging my bets, I will be having a really good time hurting myself!

To add to my year of opportunities I am going to be putting my running shoes on to pound the pavement in a fun run. I have been in training, if you can call eating christmas turkey and ham training. I have encountered my first asthma attack in about 5 years, and that was almost a pulling out trigger, but instead I am now using that as a challenge for myself.

In all honesty I have been in training and I am going to be getting help from my doctor to manage my asthma. I am capable of managing it and I have about 4 weeks to get it under control. My awesome friend,Natalie, from The Pagoda Tree, is going to write an eating plan to help me have the body fuel to complete the race. I am sure if I did not have an eating plan I would be stopping along the way to grab a takeaway coffee and toast!

I am not sure what opportunity arises from pounding the pavement, but I already feel good doing it, and that in itself has to be a possibility. Doors open in your life, and I am opening them for myself.

the year

A new year is here. To me it is like another day or week, or even moment in my life.

"A year of opportunities."

One of my awesome friends who came and stayed with me in the Blease mansion (aka: tiny unit), told me all about opportunities and how we need to seize the moment and create them. That is what I am doing. It is now the forth day into the new year and I have created an opportunity. I have purchased a cruiser skateboard, a Sector Nine. Some may say after leaving her husband I am having a midlife crisis. But I am too young for that, so I have been told, and really why should buying something fun and outrageous be classed as a midlife crisis?

I am not sure if I understand the whole "midlife crisis." For me I am enjoying my life, taking up something I did when I was in my early 20's and creating opportunities. I am not sure what opportunities will arise from buying my skateboard, but I am sure one day I will find out. Maybe I will discover that the saying, "chicks dig scars," can also be altered in saying, "guys dig scars?"

I have always had an adventurous personality, one that may not think logically, but one that has a whole lot of fun being a little out of the ordinary. I have climbed to the top of the mountains in the snow, never boarding in my life, and boarded to the bottom, and a lot of the way I spent on my bottom. But I made it, to only do it again, and again, and again. I have bought a downhill mountain bike and jumped over many obstacles on some of the awesome tracks in my old home town, Canberra. When moving to Sydney I bought a surfboard and I actually stood up, surfed some waves, and screamed with shear excitement at the top of my lungs. All of these things I did in my 20's, and I had the best time. I have a good scar to show my fun side.

The fun side is what it should be classed as. Why should something out of the ordinary be classed as a moment in life that has some element of craziness; a midlife crisis?

This year is a year of opportunities. You just have to create them, or go with the flow as they happen for you. Either way you look at it, I am seizing the moment and living a little. I am going to cruise the beaches with my little people on their scooters, and me on my Sector. As my mum would say, "go on Hayley grab it by the balls!"

Here is to a year of opportunities!

happy new year!

Rock on....!

I am not into the whole new years resolution, but I can tell you that this image is the sign of my year ahead. And if it all goes pear shaped, I will just jump in the air and look at all the beautiful things around me and remember that life is awesome.

happy new year x

eat pray love

I have finished the book I was reading, Eat Pray Love. I read a book that has been around for years, and one that I didn't even know existed until Julia Roberts made it look so good. But truly that still did not make me pick the book up. It was my lovely friend who told me I had to read this book. (For the record, I have not seen the movie yet).

At first I was a little hesitant to read a book that had a big element of religious beliefs. But you do not have to be religious to read Eat Pray Love. For me I grabbed my inner spiritual self and felt what she was feeling in my own way. I loved Eat. I loved it that much I wanted her to go back there, or more like I want to go to Italy, eat, and find myself some more.

I was very close to the end of the book, and sadness came over me. I knew I was back in the reading world and I was feeling that disappointment you feel when you close the book for the last time. I rushed out and bought another book before I had a chance to turn the last page.

I have taken a lot out of this book, and I am sure I will continue to do so as I walk through my life. I love to read words that help you take another step in your own life. My friend has not finished the book, but I do know why she told me I had to read the book, the same reason why she told me I need to eat more food; to survive.

our christmas

The man has been and gone, but I still feel like I am in the thick of the christmas spirit. Well maybe not as tolerable as what I was a few days ago, but I am still feeling silly. The little people are overtired, are all out of whack, and I have loved a glass of wine each night more than I have any other week.

In saying all of this, christmas rocked. A day of eating way too much, drinking during the day, a few beach swims, and watching little people giggle and smile was worth the chaos leading up to this day.

Santa came. He was an aussie santa!

Santa asked, "is there a Taj here? If so put your hands up!" Taj was here!

Little people played.

Food was served.

Consumed.

And nothing else mattered; four cousins together for christmas day.

I hope you all had a beautiful christmas with your families.