For Starters.....

Maybe I'll start a blog, and maybe it'll be here. Maybe I'll suck, maybe I won't.

Will I start with how I flew through the air tonight at Indoor Netball and did an *awesome* intercept, only to come crashing down to earth - being the lithe, nimble wee thing that I am, land on my knees (with ball in hand, I might add) - only to be pinged for stepping! What an OUTRAGE! My team tried to protest on my behalf: "She didn't step! She crawled!" The team got six goals tonight in the entire half hour game. They were stoked, because last week they only got five.

Maybe I'll start with the amazing Breast Cancer Support Fun Run/Walk I participated in last night. The first time I've done it, and it was truly amazing - of course, the wine tasting at the halfway mark made the last leg fly by (we had to make sure that the minors amongst us didn't partake, so we absolutely *had* to drink, I mean 'taste', their share) and the sexy firemen handing out flowers as you crossed the finish line ensured you weren't too piqued looking! . The people that were there were *so* into the spirit of things, they were all dressed up in any manner of pink outfits with any manner of boobs and bras in every combination you could imagine, and then some! There was an 82 year old lady there who got a prize, she was wearing a sign that said "Having Fun - Minus One!" Obviously a breast cancer survivor and making the most of it. Next year I'm taking the whole family - although men are only allowed to participate if they are dressed in drag, as it is strictly a 'Women Only' event. I can't see The Lad dressing in drag in public (he may surprise me, so watch this space.....), so he might have the task of saving us a table at the pub for afterwards. Here's the gorgeous pink gerbera I received at the finish line.



Or shall I be as boring as sharing dinner with you - Halve that French Stick lengthwise, keeping it together, then slice it into four. Place all eight chunks on a grill tray, cut side up. Pluck the parsley and the chives from the windowsill and chop roughly, chop a few *large* cloves of garlic equally as roughly and combine all in a good couple of dollops of room temperature butter, spread the bread and place in the oven, ready to turn on after you have started the fish cooking. Into a bowl, throw fridge scraps and call it a salad - we had the baby spinach leaves left over from Paninis, a peeled and diced orange from the aunty's tree, some cucumber, some tomato, some shaved cumin gouda, a few olives and a vinaigrette (use the zest from the orange you peeled, some of the juice left on the chopping board, some of that gorgeous oregano olive oil and some tarragon vinegar to finish). Chuck into the toaster those crusts lurking in the bottom of the bread bags that nobody ever wants to eat (but nobody ever wants to chuck them out the window to the chooks either.....). While they are toasting, put a couple of tablespoons flour mixed with some freshly ground black pepper into a bowl, stir an egg with a teaspoon or so of water in another bowl, and when the crusts are ready chuck them in the blender with a few cornflakes and some lemon pepper, dip the halved (lengthwise) fish fillets (that you bought from the market on the way home) into the flour, the egg and then the crumbs and cook in the organic oregano-infused extra virgin olive oil you found in the specials bin at the vege shop (with the knob of leftover garlic butter thrown in for good measure). Turn on the asparagus pot and the grill for the bread, round up the whanau and have turns sharing "Three Good Things About My Day...." with each other round the dinner table.

Not bad for a first effort.