tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78881112404581655542024-02-07T13:02:26.672+11:00~ Sugarpie ~Sweet musings and whimsical things from a some time lawyer and Type 1 diabeticSugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-16049037524718642312015-12-02T06:30:00.000+11:002015-12-03T05:41:05.192+11:00These days...[Powderfinger playing in my mind]<br />
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I keep waiting for the perfect moment to sit down and start blogging. Yet it just occurred to me that there is no perfect moment and the only way to start is to do just that. So here I am. (Again)<br />
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I have so many posts swirling in my head. What have I learnt from going back to uni so many years after undergrad? What have I learnt moving countries? What have I learnt being out of the workplace for 15 months? There is a lot I can write about on any of those topics. Many silly little observations I have made in recent months. Like: I have worn the same two pairs of <u>WINTER</u> pyjamas for 15 months straight (bar one single hot week in July). Maybe this is not big news for some people but for a former frequent customer of Peter Alexander this is a big deal for me!!!<br />
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Okay, so that was a strange aside, but seriously I feel there is a lot I can share about my last year and when I'm so far from home a blog seems the perfect way to put such thoughts out into the universe.<br />
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Today was the first day at my new job. Dissertation written and submitted. Studies completed. Processed through the streets to graduate. A few months unemployed. Then, can you start work on Wednesday?<br />
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It has all moved so fast. Starting a new job in another country for the first time. It still feels like a holiday, somehow unreal, as even though it is all the same it is also all completely different. I wonder when being in another country will start feeling like life rather than a holiday? Does this just mean my previous job was too stressful (quite possibly as many of my colleagues would attest)? Nonetheless, there is something about being overseas which seems temporary even if there is no plan, no timeline, no going home date.<br />
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What to write next?Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-56790931372159056312015-09-01T21:00:00.000+10:002015-09-02T05:15:20.390+10:00L'autunnoSummer has come and gone and yet I feel I never really captured that summer spirit. Through June and July I was writing my thesis, confined to the library and my study. There were sunny days, I ate lunches in the college gardens, soaking up warm rays when I could escape to the outdoors. I wished they were lazy days, but word counts called and deadlines loomed so it was never long enough.<br />
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Come August and I seemingly had all the time in the world to enjoy the sunshine and warmth, and yet it barely appeared. Many days had patches of sunshine, but never long enough to get outside and 'laze' as I had anticipated myself doing once freed from the thesis deadline. Thankfully, the weekends were mostly beautiful and P and I took to cycling around Cambridge and surrounding villages on newly obtained bikes, as well as tennis on the college courts. <br />
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I've spent much of Summer wishing it would arrive, rather than appreciating the time I had to myself. Now Summer has passed, and any sunny warm days are a bonus, unexpected. Perhaps it is an important lesson of moving to a new country; rather than looking for what one is used to, time should be spent appreciating the differences.Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-31219220379272888852015-06-03T23:36:00.001+10:002015-09-02T04:04:22.818+10:00L'EstateThe last time I wrote we were seeing the first signs of Spring here in Cambridge. Now we are in June but Summer is not yet here. Every month is a marvel to me, learning about the climate of my new home, every season reveals something different about its rhythms.<br />
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These first three days of June have felt less summery than some of the days we had in Spring. I've needed an umbrella many times, but then had to battle with the wind to keep it upright. Today I went out to buy lunch wearing a merino jumper and a scarf, wondering when this chilly weather will end and the mercury will rise above 15 degrees. However, walking home the sun peeked out and suddenly I was too warmly dressed. The afternoon has continued like this - cold one moment, then pleasantly sunny the next.<br />
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To cheer me that summer is on its way,... a few lovely roses captured at Windsor Castle last week.Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-62940418369131805812015-04-11T04:06:00.003+10:002015-04-11T04:06:59.072+10:00La primavera<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The seasons here are so much more tangible. The phrase 'spring has sprung' is a cliche but it comes to mind. The feeling is palpable. Squirrels going about their business with so much energy. The ducks that I see daily have come to life, no longer snoozing under reeds but swimming vigorously and quacking exuberantly. The air, though still damp, has a sweetness to it and sometimes warmth. </span><br />
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I'm living in a new country and enjoying the seasons flipped around (Christmas in summer still wins).
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I'm back studying after graduating over 8 years ago. Fulfilling a lifelong dream. My own carpe diem moment, which I feel very lucky to be able to do (thanks to a very supportive husband who is my cheer squad).<br />
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I never stopped reading blogs, but comment very rarely - even though I feel like we could be the best of friends! (Shout out to <a href="http://raisingmastermax.com/thank-you" target="_blank">Cherie</a> and <a href="http://www.sixuntilme.com/" target="_blank">Kerri</a>, just to name a few)<br />
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I'm still lamenting the loss of Google Reader. Old school blog reading. Why? Why? Feedly has to do the job these days (I like the magazine view).
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I hope reigniting this blog will help me to reconnect with the blogging community. Hello all!<br />
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Point + Shoot - better late than never. [<i>Updated: Link to Chantelle's old school <a href="http://www.fatmumslim.com.au/" target="_blank">Point + Shoot</a> (before the days of her amazing Photo A Day) seems to be broken these days, but go along and have a look at her website</i>].</div>
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Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-88225233846333746212010-11-07T12:18:00.007+11:002010-11-07T12:34:53.212+11:00After the rain...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5cKzZImMmbvgW0NSj-ml2DThJRWJepvEOzCBOYsTrvjKkdMdVMB3h33m2ZUq135ZJyQyjnqCcpUXPS2c2uwbLSeXqOKWBBcZpVy2voO6t2m1X_CiZ9cqk0ww_0b_yUwKxtqzUeN6mdI/s1600/IMGP8056.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5cKzZImMmbvgW0NSj-ml2DThJRWJepvEOzCBOYsTrvjKkdMdVMB3h33m2ZUq135ZJyQyjnqCcpUXPS2c2uwbLSeXqOKWBBcZpVy2voO6t2m1X_CiZ9cqk0ww_0b_yUwKxtqzUeN6mdI/s320/IMGP8056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536612461922089298" /></a>There has been a lot of rain this week! Not a single day without rain. We're only meant to be a few weeks away from summer!<div><br /></div><div>It has made for some very dramatic clouds and sunsets, so I got out P's camera with its super zoom lens (I'm such a novice, I don't even know what it is) and played around trying to capture the maelstrom in the sky.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm quite pleased with my efforts (see photo top left).</div><div><br /></div><div>I quite like this weather - coming home from work hopping on the lounge after dinner under a blanket with a hot milo. I can indulge in a few extra days of winter before the horrible humidity of summer hits.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I was quite excited to wake up to this today...</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijd0weTnfdzCV4M3DPqmpRUD9Xb57xahUsiwhEWkaASpZmB16qhTWlmHJX0k1EbRdY9FM_zk44wQlsoFkK-CGJnSjLLbF4XTs7PX7hKrzztzf-E-dytlBuWvQht1UjzMk8LJnscwCoh6Q/s320/IMGP8079.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536613662484979970" /></div><div>Bright blue sky and a few fluffy clouds. Everything sparkles just so after the rain and it puts a smile on my face. Just the way to start a Sunday.</div><div><br /></div><div>Are you a winter or a summer person? 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If I have to look at something everyday I want it to look pretty rather than scream 'medical device', so I chose purple.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm nervous about having it attached 24/7, I'm nervous about working my wardrobe around it, but mostly I'm just excited to take a new step in my d management. After having been on MDI (multiple daily injections) for years, I want to see if there are things the pump can do that the insulin pens can't. I was never afraid of injecting with the pens every time I ate (so if you include snacks that could be up to 7 or 8 times a day). But the pump will have different basal rates for the morning (yay, perhaps morning spikes will be a thing of the past!). It will be easier to eat during work meetings and bolus, without having to lug my kit of needles and the pen into each meeting (plus no more exposing my belly under the desk in a meeting).</div><div><br /></div><div>I want to see if I can have steadier sugars, and perhaps finally budge my HbA1C down into the 6's after hovering from 7.1 - 7.5 for 4 years.</div><div><br /></div><div>Did anyone else find it so exciting but nervewracking at the same time, waiting for the pump start day?!</div>Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-73729652135359503332010-10-25T15:34:00.003+11:002010-10-25T15:41:49.937+11:00An impatient childIt was like writing my 'first' post the other week (ie my first post since I recommenced blogging) created good karma that came back to me in the form of exciting news I could blog about.<br /><br />But this blog is so new I'm not sure that I'm ready to talk about it. Maybe when I have photos I'll feel more comfortable. Maybe once I'm settled into blogging, and have figured out the lines between sharing and not sharing, maybe then I'll be ready to blog about my news.<br /><br />In the meantime, I'm like an impatient child while I wait for this news to come to fruition. 1 week to go and then it will be in my hands!! I can't concentrate for the excitement I feel.<br /><br />Are we there yet?Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-42686910719009387572010-10-23T19:47:00.002+11:002010-10-23T20:18:38.303+11:00Friends<img src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4538931/tumblr_lapenskwYW1qcg4f2o1_500_large.jpg?1287821477" alt="Tumblr_lapenskwyw1qcg4f2o1_500_large" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(from <a href="www.weheartit.com">We Heart It</a>) - Oh to be sharing these and a cup of tea!</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Have spent a fabulous Saturday afternoon shopping with a friend from back home, and it has reminded me how some friendships (the best friendships) survive despite spaces of time and distance. It has also reminded me how much fun 2 girls can have shopping ;) We talked non stop for 5 hours, until sadly she had to hop in a cab and leave for the airport.<div><br /></div><div>We tried on dresses - those we could afford and a few that we couldn't. A corporate style MaxMara looked fabulous but needed to be about 65% off to be affordable. We are now both coveting the same Veronica Maine dress (can't find an image online though!) which again needs a slight reduction in price before it is justified.</div><div><br /></div><div>My girlfriend bought an adorable little Leona Edmiston dress called 'Goldie Goblets' which you can see at their <a href="http://www.leonaedmiston.com/southernhemisphere.html">online boutique</a> (again can't link to the exact photo!) which she spotted before me - I've now asked if I can borrow for an event next time I'm back home and I need a good dress!</div></div><div><br /></div><div>So that's my Saturday, still another whole day to the weekend to go. Happy.</div>Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-62817164697965274522010-08-19T11:05:00.007+10:002010-10-13T12:47:07.889+11:00Hello again<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGvcM2-36cfGXACgQCms-VU72GT9qSl-uWDu-xX4BuIytgO05ucI9S3KoTCLEVknLAuikAv2lQYclHtt4vz4RhSscw8IRCfRBKlxpcuw5O-Xkr4ZtVzEb-BaB5-Gmsh_XA_1HMeva46SQ/s1600/dandelion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527339588405012898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGvcM2-36cfGXACgQCms-VU72GT9qSl-uWDu-xX4BuIytgO05ucI9S3KoTCLEVknLAuikAv2lQYclHtt4vz4RhSscw8IRCfRBKlxpcuw5O-Xkr4ZtVzEb-BaB5-Gmsh_XA_1HMeva46SQ/s320/dandelion.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> (sorry I saved this image along time ago and don't have a link for it)</span><br /><br />We haven't seen each other for a while.<br /><br />I've been floating around the blogosphere, keeping up with my Google reader (or not!) and occasionally commenting on blogs.<br /><br />I read a wide variety of blogs - a lot in the 'DOC' (diabetes online community), mummy blogs, interiors/homemaking, pregnancy blogs, wedding blogs. If I stumble across your blog and it has pretty pictures I'm more than likely to go straight to google reader and subscribe.<br /><br />Sometimes I have thoughts that I'd like to set down, as inspiration for the future me, stumble upon something I wish to remember or just find something too cute not to share.<br /><br />I would like to start writing this blog in earnest, as a way of documenting life, of sharing with other bloggers and trying to tap back into my creative side which has been so easily buried over the years since school.<br /><br />I don't see myself as a daily blogger, and I'm not sure I'm ready to commit without trialling it for a while first. I don't want to force my writing. I want to write when I feel the need. After all this is for me and no one else. I'm just happy if something I post brings a smile to your face too :) </div>Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-42021225328902612652009-12-07T17:34:00.005+11:002015-03-20T08:42:46.809+11:00Point + Shoot 06.12.2009I'm new to this whole blogging thing so I thought it would be fun to join in FatMumSlim's Point+Shoot challenge.<br />
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It was a glorious summer's day yesterday - sunny and blue down at the beach, but not too hot to take a stroll. My parents were visiting for the weekend so we took them along the Bondi to Bronte walk for the first time. Here's Bondi glistening in the sun (with a little editing done at picnik.com ) ...<br />
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<img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-TV0ePmOToyf9A9u7Ipt4YxgroTEbWumKHBxm4oPZiAkNnsimVQdAR9Bna4g6KRWgX0fBnW-WJGIvU_5gQI-ZsKiS2u6slKoZMftuhg-CHgfCWvBYRoZwTdCLIbG2H2ydex0YmiTn72w/s320/Bondi+beach+061209.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412379700413954594" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" />Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-75609165483480065272009-11-24T21:00:00.005+11:002009-11-24T21:22:02.712+11:00Christmas is on its way<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvIlO6onYKc8lq9V1xVn9RP4kCD13IGbXN_FL5LVSu9OBDY_UGEId1tJy4AqqgtyIZvdpryQCdyGfYTxEZ3_KtdaIsF1yXJScNj-BtTJL_h7ZZYbsqCF-fKdgnZ8eSLJLaB0PYH2xOcDk/s1600/Photo+clutch+-+pink+-+Sportsgirl.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407612043358912018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvIlO6onYKc8lq9V1xVn9RP4kCD13IGbXN_FL5LVSu9OBDY_UGEId1tJy4AqqgtyIZvdpryQCdyGfYTxEZ3_KtdaIsF1yXJScNj-BtTJL_h7ZZYbsqCF-fKdgnZ8eSLJLaB0PYH2xOcDk/s320/Photo+clutch+-+pink+-+Sportsgirl.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Are you feeling festive? Walking around the city there's already a few Christmas trees and the department store Christmas shops have been up and running for a while. I love this time of year, it makes me tingle with anticipation and excitement.</div><br /><div></div><div>To me Christmas means going home to spend a few weeks with family, lots of meals with family and friends, a few parties; it's the most relaxing time of the year.</div><br /><div></div><div>So I started my Christmas shopping a few weeks ago when I happened upon a few gifts for girlfriends and something fab for my Mum! I'm not normally this organised, but the right things happened to be in front of me so I snapped them up, including this sweet little photo clutch from Sportsgirl, which I saw last year but sold out before I got any! So this year I bought a few as soon as I spotted them! </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>My one strict rule about Christmas (to moderate my excitement, and to not let the consumer aspects outweigh the religious origins): no decorations in the house before December!</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>Have you started your Christmas shopping? Are your decorations up? I'd love to hear! xxx</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>(Find the clutches at <a href="http://www.sportsgirl.com.au/gift-pop-up-shop/">www.sportsgirl.com.au/gift-pop-up-shop/</a> )</div>Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888111240458165554.post-76711935261967500132009-03-10T21:22:00.000+11:002009-03-11T11:35:27.248+11:00Yikes! I've created a blog!Ok, so I've created a blog now, but that seems like it was the easy part! Will anyone want to read my blog? Will I actually have anything to say? What can I write about that will interest people?<br /><br />So, it seems like I have quite a bit to figure out, including what this page looks like. Over the next few days I'll try and upload some pictures to make it a bit prettier.<br /><br />I'll also share with you about people who have inspired me to try blogging, whose pages I visit everyday for inspiration, pretty pictures, and sometimes a good laugh!<br /><br />Signing off,<br /><br />Susie :)Sugarpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02558746128006189291noreply@blogger.com3