Not sure if I really should be playing my keyboard in the library but it seems pretty empty and I'm the boss anyway. ;-)
Monday, July 02, 2007
Meez
If you go to my myspace page you'll see my meez. Here she is anyway:
Not sure if I really should be playing my keyboard in the library but it seems pretty empty and I'm the boss anyway. ;-)
Not sure if I really should be playing my keyboard in the library but it seems pretty empty and I'm the boss anyway. ;-)
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Spacious
My dear friends, I must inform you that I now have jumped on the Myspace bandwagon. My page is located at http://myspace.com/fionawb
Ummm...that's all I have to say here for now.
Ummm...that's all I have to say here for now.
Monday, June 04, 2007
I'M MARRIED!!!
I'm now a married woman!
The wedding was on Saturday 12th May.
We left for our honeymoon on Tuesday 15th May and went to Vancouver, Canada. We relaxed for the first week and explored downtown Vancouver. On Monday 21st we took a trip to Vancouver Island and the city of Victoria. We loved it there!
On Wednesday 23rd we returned to Vancouver and then headed of the next day to Whistler and to Grouse Mountain on Friday 25th.
On Saturday 26th we flew to Los Angeles and enjoyed a two and half days stay, taking in the sights of Beverly Hills and Hollywoods and points between. I had a great time walking along Hollywood Boulevard, Rodeo Drive and seeing the stars homes. The smog was a little too much for me by the end of our time there and I was glad to be leaving so I could breathe properly again.
Late on Monday 28th we took off from LAX and headed home via Auckland. We got into Brisbane at about midday on Wednesday 30th. Thanks to crossing the International Date Line we missed Tuesday altogether that week which was ok because we had two Tuesdays the week we flew out!
Now we are home and relaxing into married life. I'm glad to be back.
The wedding was on Saturday 12th May.
We left for our honeymoon on Tuesday 15th May and went to Vancouver, Canada. We relaxed for the first week and explored downtown Vancouver. On Monday 21st we took a trip to Vancouver Island and the city of Victoria. We loved it there!
On Wednesday 23rd we returned to Vancouver and then headed of the next day to Whistler and to Grouse Mountain on Friday 25th.
On Saturday 26th we flew to Los Angeles and enjoyed a two and half days stay, taking in the sights of Beverly Hills and Hollywoods and points between. I had a great time walking along Hollywood Boulevard, Rodeo Drive and seeing the stars homes. The smog was a little too much for me by the end of our time there and I was glad to be leaving so I could breathe properly again.
Late on Monday 28th we took off from LAX and headed home via Auckland. We got into Brisbane at about midday on Wednesday 30th. Thanks to crossing the International Date Line we missed Tuesday altogether that week which was ok because we had two Tuesdays the week we flew out!
Now we are home and relaxing into married life. I'm glad to be back.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
This is comforting...
| You Are 94% Ready for Marriage |
 This doesn't mean you should rush out and get married... But if you did tie the knot, it would probably work out great! |
Friday, April 13, 2007
Jitters!!!
The wedding is a mere 29 days away and I'm freakin' out here!
The boys have their suit fitting tomorrow and I have my dress fitting on Monday. At least we will not be naked on the day...until later ;-)
The boys have their suit fitting tomorrow and I have my dress fitting on Monday. At least we will not be naked on the day...until later ;-)
Friday, March 23, 2007
Time flies
Just a quick post to let you know I am still alive and that time has gone by so quickly that my wedding is a mere 50 days away!!!
Also, I have another blog at http://hccbuzz.blogspot.com/ which records the music my choir sings at our monthly Masses...if you are interested...which I suspect most of you will not be...but my choir is...so there!
That's all for now. I'll try and post again before the wedding.
Also, I have another blog at http://hccbuzz.blogspot.com/ which records the music my choir sings at our monthly Masses...if you are interested...which I suspect most of you will not be...but my choir is...so there!
That's all for now. I'll try and post again before the wedding.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Australians all let us rejoice!
In honour of Australia Day (26th January) I completed a "Slanguage" test on Blogthings and here are my results. I don't know whether to be proud or ashamed...ah well, I is who I is!
Your Slanguage Profile |
 Aussie Slang: 75% British Slang: 50% Canadian Slang: 25% Prison Slang: 25% Southern Slang: 25% Victorian Slang: 25% |
Friday, December 01, 2006
Rapid catch up with good news!!
Hello dear reader. You may have missed me...or not. It has been quite some time since my last blog entry. I am a lazy cow who doesn't deserve your devotion, I know. Blah apologetic blah.
Anyway, my foot is much better. I walk without limping. I wear whatever footwear I want (within reason). I can drive my car. I can dance and hop and jump. Nuff sed.
Now for the big news.....
On Sunday night (26th November 2006) after dinner, Steve and I went for a walk. Living as we do on a small peninsula, we walked to the end of our street and ended up on the beach. We walked along the sandy shore and looked at the lights out to sea and tried to work out if they were on one of the islands in the bay or if they were on boats. It was a calm night and we both felt very much in love.
After we walked along the beach for a while we stopped again and Steve looked at me and told me he loved me and then...
Anyway, my foot is much better. I walk without limping. I wear whatever footwear I want (within reason). I can drive my car. I can dance and hop and jump. Nuff sed.
Now for the big news.....
On Sunday night (26th November 2006) after dinner, Steve and I went for a walk. Living as we do on a small peninsula, we walked to the end of our street and ended up on the beach. We walked along the sandy shore and looked at the lights out to sea and tried to work out if they were on one of the islands in the bay or if they were on boats. It was a calm night and we both felt very much in love.
After we walked along the beach for a while we stopped again and Steve looked at me and told me he loved me and then...
asked me to marry him!!!
Naturally my answer was...
YES!!!!
So now I set about to plan my wedding.
Stay tuned for more adventures of Fifi D, the love squirrel.
So now I set about to plan my wedding.
Stay tuned for more adventures of Fifi D, the love squirrel.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Lie back and think of...
Part Two of the foot sugery saga..."The Recovery"
I arrived home on the Monday evening and wasn't feeling too bad, all things considered. Both Steve and my Mum took care of me and I was made comfortable in my new home on the couch.
For the rest of the week I moved only between the couch and my bedroom and only when necessary. Each day was the same as before...got up (with assistance from Steve), was taken to the couch, given breakfast and watched tv virtually all day until evening then off to bed.
On Thursday, following a call to the doctor, we removed the bandage and I got the first glimpse of the wound. This might sound like a weird thing to say but it was beautiful. I shouldn't have been so surprised at the neatness of the sutures because I know that my surgeon was talented in that area - that's one of the reasons I chose him.
Once the bandage was off, I made my first attempt to walk. Prior to that I had hopped on my left leg, used crutches (with extreme difficulty and discomfort) or been pushed around by Steve in my office chair. Walking was pretty awkward and painful but a distinct improvement on my previous attempts at mobility.
On Saturday I made my first journey out of the house since the operation. I took a short shopping trip with Mum. I wasn't out for very long but I was exhausted by the experience nonetheless. Oh I forgot to mention that by now I was using a walking stick. Boy, did that look odd...not to mention, it gave Steve the opportunity to call me "Grandma". Grrrr!
I arrived home on the Monday evening and wasn't feeling too bad, all things considered. Both Steve and my Mum took care of me and I was made comfortable in my new home on the couch.
For the rest of the week I moved only between the couch and my bedroom and only when necessary. Each day was the same as before...got up (with assistance from Steve), was taken to the couch, given breakfast and watched tv virtually all day until evening then off to bed.
On Thursday, following a call to the doctor, we removed the bandage and I got the first glimpse of the wound. This might sound like a weird thing to say but it was beautiful. I shouldn't have been so surprised at the neatness of the sutures because I know that my surgeon was talented in that area - that's one of the reasons I chose him.
Once the bandage was off, I made my first attempt to walk. Prior to that I had hopped on my left leg, used crutches (with extreme difficulty and discomfort) or been pushed around by Steve in my office chair. Walking was pretty awkward and painful but a distinct improvement on my previous attempts at mobility.
On Saturday I made my first journey out of the house since the operation. I took a short shopping trip with Mum. I wasn't out for very long but I was exhausted by the experience nonetheless. Oh I forgot to mention that by now I was using a walking stick. Boy, did that look odd...not to mention, it gave Steve the opportunity to call me "Grandma". Grrrr!
Friday, July 21, 2006
There's a hole in my foot, dear Liza
Since I started blogging here last year I have made a few references to the medical condition from which I suffer (i.e. Morton's Neuroma) and I had every intention of posting regular blogages (hehe) of how my condition was progressing...especially during the pre and post-operative period. Well the road to Hell is paved with stuff like that. It didn't happen. So here is the latest news in summary form...
I had lots of pain, couldn't walk comfortably, had an operation, surgeon removed nasty nerve with lumps on, surgeon sewed me up, did bugger all for a fortnight, still have difficulty walking, getting better. 'Nuff sed.
That was the abridged version. Like it?
For those who want more, here it is with a faithful representation...
As time drew closer to the operation it seemed my neuroma sensed it had only a short time to make my life a misery and it set about making the most of its last few weeks in my foot. The pain grew daily and I was able to do less and less. At the end of most days, even a simple thing such as climbing the stairs in my house was a daunting and excruciating experience. Along with the pain and inconvenience, flying in the face of common sense and logic and my own convictions, I began to fear the operation and the worst case scenarios played over and over in my head. I had no reason to be scared but I totally freaked out...all the time.
I attended the pre-admissions clinic as required by the hospital. During this appointment the nurse raised some questions about my suitability for anaesthesia due to my propensity towards dizziness, palpitations, etc and set off in a panic to find the anaesthetist to address these issues. Oh and there was no consent form and both of these issues could be quite likely to prevent the surgery from going ahead. Long story short: the anaesthetist told me I was just a fatty and that I'd be ok to be put under and I drove to another hospital to sign the consent form.
So the day of the operation arrives and all my tension and fears left me right up until I was all gowned up and sitting just adjacent to the recovery room while two nurses discussed my pre-op meds. Then all those irrational fears hit me again. This was not helped a few minutes later when the drip in my arm malfunctioned and the anaesthetist and nurse argued about whose fault it was...until the anaesthetist discovered it was an equipment malfunction which "would have been pretty serious if she [me] was in surgery".
Then they all did their jobs.
I woke in the recovery room and was only in slight pain from that point on. The rest of the afternoon passed without incident and Steve came and got me and brought me home.
Here endeth part one. I'll tell you about the recovery in the next instalment.
I had lots of pain, couldn't walk comfortably, had an operation, surgeon removed nasty nerve with lumps on, surgeon sewed me up, did bugger all for a fortnight, still have difficulty walking, getting better. 'Nuff sed.
That was the abridged version. Like it?
For those who want more, here it is with a faithful representation...
As time drew closer to the operation it seemed my neuroma sensed it had only a short time to make my life a misery and it set about making the most of its last few weeks in my foot. The pain grew daily and I was able to do less and less. At the end of most days, even a simple thing such as climbing the stairs in my house was a daunting and excruciating experience. Along with the pain and inconvenience, flying in the face of common sense and logic and my own convictions, I began to fear the operation and the worst case scenarios played over and over in my head. I had no reason to be scared but I totally freaked out...all the time.
I attended the pre-admissions clinic as required by the hospital. During this appointment the nurse raised some questions about my suitability for anaesthesia due to my propensity towards dizziness, palpitations, etc and set off in a panic to find the anaesthetist to address these issues. Oh and there was no consent form and both of these issues could be quite likely to prevent the surgery from going ahead. Long story short: the anaesthetist told me I was just a fatty and that I'd be ok to be put under and I drove to another hospital to sign the consent form.
So the day of the operation arrives and all my tension and fears left me right up until I was all gowned up and sitting just adjacent to the recovery room while two nurses discussed my pre-op meds. Then all those irrational fears hit me again. This was not helped a few minutes later when the drip in my arm malfunctioned and the anaesthetist and nurse argued about whose fault it was...until the anaesthetist discovered it was an equipment malfunction which "would have been pretty serious if she [me] was in surgery".
Then they all did their jobs.
I woke in the recovery room and was only in slight pain from that point on. The rest of the afternoon passed without incident and Steve came and got me and brought me home.
Here endeth part one. I'll tell you about the recovery in the next instalment.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
A Librarian's manifesto
I came upon this manifesto today and felt strongly that it should be read by as many librarians and information professionals as possible.
Please comment.
The user is not broken
I am going to print this one off and post it up for all my staff to follow:
"The most significant help you can provide your users is to add value and meaning to the information experience, wherever it happens; defend their right to read; and then get out of the way."
Please comment.
The user is not broken
I am going to print this one off and post it up for all my staff to follow:
"The most significant help you can provide your users is to add value and meaning to the information experience, wherever it happens; defend their right to read; and then get out of the way."
Friday, June 09, 2006
I scream for ice-cream!
Apparently, according to 123Greetings, yesterday was Ice-cream Day. So in order to celebrate that fact, here is my Blogthings answer to the question "What flavour ice-cream are you?"
| You Are Strawberry Ice Cream |
 A bit shy and sensitive, you are sweet to the core. You often find yourself on the outside looking in. Insightful and pensive, you really understand how the world works. You are most compatible with chocolate chip ice cream. |
Thursday, June 08, 2006
My emoticon for today
Oh looky! It's a Blogthings entry!!!
| Your Emoticon Is Laughing |
 You've got a wicked sense of humor. You're everyone's favorite IM buddy... at least today! |
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Doctor, doctor!
Well I had my appointment with my orthopedic surgeon yesterday and I am pleased to report that plans are in place for the surgical removal of my very painful Morton's Neuroma.
My surgery has been scheduled for Monday July 10th. It is only day surgery but conducted under general anaesthetic. Apparently, I should be able to walk on it in the first week but really need to take it easy for about 2 weeks. I won't be able to drive for about 6 weeks and I should be back to absolute normal in about 6 months!
I'll keep you posted if there's any more news.
My surgery has been scheduled for Monday July 10th. It is only day surgery but conducted under general anaesthetic. Apparently, I should be able to walk on it in the first week but really need to take it easy for about 2 weeks. I won't be able to drive for about 6 weeks and I should be back to absolute normal in about 6 months!
I'll keep you posted if there's any more news.
Monday, May 08, 2006
How sinful am I?
Time for a new Blogthings addition.
| Your Deadly Sins |
| Envy: 80% |
| Pride: 40% |
| Sloth: 40% |
| Gluttony: 20% |
| Greed: 20% |
| Wrath: 20% |
| Lust: 0% |
| Chance You'll Go to Hell: 31% |
| You will die at the hands of a jealous lover. How ironic. |
Renovations
Steve and I are making plans to renovate our house and so inspired by this was I that I set about renovating my virtual space.
I hope you like the changes. I feel this look is a little more grown up but the colour choices reflect my more whimsical take on life.
I hope you like the changes. I feel this look is a little more grown up but the colour choices reflect my more whimsical take on life.
Friday, April 28, 2006
More Vocab
Here's a few new words I've just stumbled on:
Lambdacism
Inability to utter the "L" sound.
....so does that mean that "loser" becomes "oozer"? ewww!
Lalorrhea
An abnormal flow of words.
...I'm sure I've had this a few times.
(both references taken from Miller, B. F. & Keane, C. B. 1972, Encyclopedia and Dictionary of Medicine and Nursing, W. B Saunders, Philadelphia)
Lambdacism
Inability to utter the "L" sound.
....so does that mean that "loser" becomes "oozer"? ewww!
Lalorrhea
An abnormal flow of words.
...I'm sure I've had this a few times.
(both references taken from Miller, B. F. & Keane, C. B. 1972, Encyclopedia and Dictionary of Medicine and Nursing, W. B Saunders, Philadelphia)
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Catch up
For the last few years I have weighed myself down with commitments to all kinds of things, especially my commitment to my professional association and the groups that exist within it. In order to spend more quality time with loved ones and to allow myself time to rest in order to be active during my working day, I decided to take a step back from those duties and commitments and learn to relax and perhaps even take up some hobbies. One of those hobbies was this blog. So why can't I find the time to create an occasional blog post?!
Well, there are a number of things which have kept me from you, dear loyal readers. I guess the biggest time-stealer has been work. My work days are long and tiring. Don't get me wrong though - I still love my job - but when I get home at night I just want to crash out for the evening.
There are times when I do manage to turn on my computer at the end of my working day but this is invariably to play The Sims. Oh Lordy! I am SOOOO addicted to The Sims that Steve thinks I need therapy!
In other news, Steve and I are planning some renovations (on a mammoth scale) so that's taking up a lot of time and energy...but is really exciting too!
Speaking of mammoth, we saw Ice Age 2 at the cinema today. Damn good movie. If you want a good hearty clean laugh, see this movie.
Well that will have to do for now. Hopefully, I'll be a bit more frequent in my posts but I make no promises.
Well, there are a number of things which have kept me from you, dear loyal readers. I guess the biggest time-stealer has been work. My work days are long and tiring. Don't get me wrong though - I still love my job - but when I get home at night I just want to crash out for the evening.
There are times when I do manage to turn on my computer at the end of my working day but this is invariably to play The Sims. Oh Lordy! I am SOOOO addicted to The Sims that Steve thinks I need therapy!
In other news, Steve and I are planning some renovations (on a mammoth scale) so that's taking up a lot of time and energy...but is really exciting too!
Speaking of mammoth, we saw Ice Age 2 at the cinema today. Damn good movie. If you want a good hearty clean laugh, see this movie.
Well that will have to do for now. Hopefully, I'll be a bit more frequent in my posts but I make no promises.
Monday, March 13, 2006
I'm still here
It has been a while since my last post and I guess I should offer some form of explanation. Here goes...
Work has been quite busy but I'm still loving it. Semester One has commenced with gusto and I have spent a large amount of the last few weeks issuing student cards and dealing with queries of various kinds at the front counter. My working day is much longer than I have been used to and so I end the day fairly exhausted. I usually come home, flop down on the couch with the cat and we fall asleep together by 6pm! There's the reason for my lack of blogging.
In other news, I am undergoing some tests at the moment to confirm an unusual diagnosis...unusual in the sense that the condition was diagnosed following an aromatherapy massage! To cut a long (and pretty boring) story short, I am being tested for Thoracic Outlet Syndrome (TOS). It is possible that TOS is responsible for the dizziness which has plagued me for much of my life. The premise is that the muscles in the upper thorax are in a state of tension and are constricting the vascular and neurologic structures in that area and are subsequently preventing sufficient blood flow to my brain. Sounds dire, I know, but I'm quite positive that this can be easily treated by dietary supplements of magnesium together with an appropriately designed course of remedial physical therapy. So while this may appear to be a negative I'm actually quite excited by the idea that I can be free of the dizziness and other lifestyle-limiting symptoms I have suffered for years.
I'll let you know more about this as the test results become available. Wish me luck and keep me in your prayers.
That's about all for now - it's well past my bedtime and I really just wanted to make a short post so you wouldn't think I was dead!
G'night friends and strangers.
Work has been quite busy but I'm still loving it. Semester One has commenced with gusto and I have spent a large amount of the last few weeks issuing student cards and dealing with queries of various kinds at the front counter. My working day is much longer than I have been used to and so I end the day fairly exhausted. I usually come home, flop down on the couch with the cat and we fall asleep together by 6pm! There's the reason for my lack of blogging.
In other news, I am undergoing some tests at the moment to confirm an unusual diagnosis...unusual in the sense that the condition was diagnosed following an aromatherapy massage! To cut a long (and pretty boring) story short, I am being tested for Thoracic Outlet Syndrome (TOS). It is possible that TOS is responsible for the dizziness which has plagued me for much of my life. The premise is that the muscles in the upper thorax are in a state of tension and are constricting the vascular and neurologic structures in that area and are subsequently preventing sufficient blood flow to my brain. Sounds dire, I know, but I'm quite positive that this can be easily treated by dietary supplements of magnesium together with an appropriately designed course of remedial physical therapy. So while this may appear to be a negative I'm actually quite excited by the idea that I can be free of the dizziness and other lifestyle-limiting symptoms I have suffered for years.
I'll let you know more about this as the test results become available. Wish me luck and keep me in your prayers.
That's about all for now - it's well past my bedtime and I really just wanted to make a short post so you wouldn't think I was dead!
G'night friends and strangers.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Is it fatal?
As I was searching for authoritative definitions for the terms in my last post, I stumbled upon yet another new word...Onomatomania
I know a little knowledge is a dangerous thing and many medical/clinical librarians have fallen into the trap of self-diagnosis. Irrespective of that, I am convinced I have onomatomania.
Onomatomania
"Mental derangement with regard to words or names."
(1995, Dorland's Pocket Medical Dictionary, W.B. Saunders: Sydney)
I know a little knowledge is a dangerous thing and many medical/clinical librarians have fallen into the trap of self-diagnosis. Irrespective of that, I am convinced I have onomatomania.
Onomatomania
"Mental derangement with regard to words or names."
(1995, Dorland's Pocket Medical Dictionary, W.B. Saunders: Sydney)
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