365 Days of Us: Day 184

Friday. 23rd September 2016.

Unbelievable! I just don’t even know where to start.

Last night I was awarded by the Western Region Football League the Lindsay Patching Memorial Award – Club Official of the Year. It came as a complete surprise and by my speech, that was apparent. I forgot to thank so many people and I didn’t say a huge amount of things I should have, so I am doing this now.

Thank you to all the committee at the Altona Juniors. You guys fucking ROCK! We had a great team through 2016 and without your unwavering support I can’t give that bit extra to the areas that I need to concentrate on at times. So thank you everyone for your back, each and every week. Also, thank you to the Senior committee for the their support through the year and over the 2016 Finals series. You guys are a machine, so proud to be a part of the Viking history!

Thanks Vito! The bloke who I go to when I need something done, when I can’t do something myself. You fill the gaps, and that’s so liberating to know that I can count on you. You keep me in line and handle the areas I am too emotional to deal with. This award is half yours mate! You stood beside me the entire time. Bloody legend.

Thank you to my amazing husband Ben. I didn’t thank you last night but I am so, so, so thrilled you were there with me. It was a really special thing and to have you there was so amazing. I know you relinquish a huge amount of me to football, and I will forever be grateful of the support, love and understanding you have for me. I can not for second do any of this without your blessing.

Thank you to the entire League, particularly Dave and Tim who have the answers that I don’t, and who also have allowed me the opportunity to shine. Match Managing finals campaigns is a tough gig. I’m the person teams love to love when it suits them and then I’m hated when I’m pulling them into line. Ha, it’s a crazy few hours! I have learned a huge amount about myself over the past 6 weeks of finals and grown in ways I never thought I could. The League cop a fair amount of flack at times, but I see just a small portion of the work that they all put into making a great comp, and lets be realistic, the WRFL is a great league. They might not have the dollars to flick around like other leagues but we are humble and we are proud in the Western Region. Good footy and good people with an abundance of talent.

I have to also mention where my love of footy has come from. The smell of liniment, wet grass, mud and beer will hands down take me back to the change rooms at CFNC. Wet weekends sitting in the car with the wipers flicking, watching the footy through a towel wiped foggy window, eating fat busted saveloys with sauce in bread and a bag of mixed lollies. I grew up at the football watching dad play. Mum burnt his boots when he was 39 years old to stop him. He loved it and I guess that’s where it al began, so thanks dad, for pulling the boots on each week. It then it flowed through to watching Ben play until injury finished his football career early. Among the footy-netball, sprained and rolled ankles, broken noses, Ben’s arse in footy shorts, beers and great mates, footy was the glue that held our community together. Moving away made things hard to stay in touch at Clunes but we still got back when we could to watch. So eventually our boys decided to play football and things snowballed from there. Team Manager for a couple of years soon led to the AJFC Administrator and then by chance the League requested assistance for senior finals when someone else couldn’t do it last year. The 2016 finals were offered to me singularly I believe, and I never really believed that I made a difference. I am so humbled by all the people from other clubs who said thank you and congratulations last night.

Lastly, my Mum. I know she’s up there, all around me and guiding me. This one is for her. She was a massive driving force back in the day as Secretary, social, fundraising, canteen manager and god knows what else for the Clunes Football Netball Club for a number of years. Along side a strong committee she pushed the CFNC out of some serious shit with her ideas, time and effort, and was never really recognised for that. So this is for you mum. You were an amazing woman, thank you.

So there you have it. The speech I should have said. lol


365 Days of Us: Day 181

Tuesday. 20th September 2016.  (Bloody blog is doing my head in, so I’m working backwards from today, as well as forwards!)

So it’s been 23 years since I left school. 1993. That last day in November was the last time I saw a multitude of people. Many of them I considered friends. Some were quite close friends. However even when you’re close you still lose touch. Not because of any particular reason, but generally your lives head on different paths and we choose different life choices. It’s part of becoming an adult I guess.

The other part of becoming an adult is the realisation that life really is too short and we should make the ‘effort’ to keep in touch.

A few years back Brooke and I friended one another of the old Facebook. Of course we stalked each others pictures, kept an eye on each others lives from a distance but never really made that effort to properly reconnect.

Well today that ended! After two and a bit decades I had that long awaited coffee with Brooke. I was lucky enough to meet her for gorgeous kids and we talked about mine. We chatted about school for a brief moment, then moved on to our ‘now’ lives; where we have been, a little of what we’ve done and doing now, shared a few experiences and both of us laughed as if we were still in that school yard, sitting on the grass on the oval. It all came pretty darn easy!

Thank you Brooke, for making that effort when I didn’t, and I’m sorry it’s taken so long. Like you said at the car while saying goodbye, we shouldn’t leave it to someone else to make the effort. Just do it. Don’t wait. Reconnect.

So, next time, it’ll be our hubbies, kids and a couple of bottles of wine. That I can promise you, there’s no getting rid of me now. Ha ha!

What a great day!

365 Days of Us: Day 118

Monday. 18th July 2016.

I’m getting good at stealing pictures from other people… ‘Sue’ this ones yours and I stole it for one reason… BLOGGING!

“I’m gunna, I’m gunna, I’m gunna” she says, and I’m still waiting. While she sits in a park in London, eating cold pizza and drinking ginger beer… Hop to it woman! The world is waiting.


365 Days of Us: Day 117

Sunday. 17th July 2016.

More footy! Final round of the Home & Away games for season 2016 was today…Junior finals are next.

I didn’t take a picture today, but I came across a picture of an old school friend Katie, who I have blogged about before. 365 Days of Us: Day 71

Clearly, Katie’s picture caught my attention. My first thought… where are her curls? Probably a selfish thought on my behalf, but then it struck me… What the!? Have I missed something?

My intuition at times can be pretty strong, and I generally am drawn to those who are ‘needing something’. It might just be a random ‘Hi!’ or a “how are you doing?” but some times I get a vibe that something more is going on, but I won’t pry, it just kind of happens. I guess that Day 71 Blog was just that for Katie. A random pick me up. A keep focus on the important things and keep on doing what you do best, without me even really knowing why. I understand now, why Katie was so thrilled to read my blog about her and that it made her day. If I helped in any way, I am so happy to have done that. Just helping someone smile is huge for me, and perhaps it came at a time she really needed it? Who knows.

So back to the picture: Today, Katie posted this picture of herself with her beautiful little Vegemite’s; her strength, and her reason for fighting. Along with her photo, she posted a little about her story…

I have been contemplating for awhile if I would share my story … And I recently had the thought ‘it’s not just about me, it’s about sharing awareness with you’.
On the 29th February I was diagnosed with breast cancer, yes pretty crap stuff!
So far I have underwent 4 months of chemo and have another 2 months to go then radiation then surgery… That is my year, but I feel lucky, as I will see the end of this. I still have emotional days when I’m tired and wonder why? But when I put everything into perspective I have so much in my life to be happy about,
I am lucky.
I am lucky because I have a wonderful husband and 3 gorgeous boys. I am lucky because I haven’t had all of the side effects … I am lucky because I can lay in bed at night and think of all the wonderful people in my life, I am lucky because I have art as therapy, I am lucky because my happy endorphin’s keep me strong! I don’t think about my cancer much, the Doctors are doing that, I am getting treated and my cancer is shrinking… I am lucky.
I want you to be lucky too, Life is too short for unexpected visitors like cancer, so right now while you read this feel your breast and compare them and do this often and you will then notice if there is any different lumps.
Katie x     
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Obviously, this was a huge decision for Katie, to share her most private fight with the very public beast, Cancer. A beast who shows no restraint, no favor, no conditions. It does what it likes but there is one thing that has the power to hold this beast back… AWARENESS! Like Katie asks, and now I’m asking…please check ya boobs, give them the attention they deserve. Play with your puppies and recognise the changes. Act early and be lucky.

Katie, thank you for sharing your story. Thank you for writing about it and opening it up, out into your world and especially to those of us who didn’t know the entire time. I appreciate the enormity it must have taken for you to sit with your three handsome young men and smile because you ARE truly just so lucky!

Keep fighting. Love fully. Enjoy the laughs and good times, and embrace the shit, hard times because I have no doubt that you are beating this beast, and that we will see a post real soon about you finishing your treatments and your surgery, and any other step you need to take and that you’re on the road to recovery. But until then, keep being Katie; one half of two beautiful twins, the girl from high school with the curly hair, freckles and endless talent, a mum and wife, a daughter and cousin and everything else that makes you, YOU.

Thank you for allowing me, yet again, to use one of your pictures as my daily blog picture. Wishing you nothing but the best of health Katie! x

Make sure you turn the teapot twice clockwise and once anticlockwise!



365 Days of Us: Day 116

Saturday. 16th July 2016.

Who needs a machine bread slicer when you have me in the house?

Can slice bread baby!!

Seriously, how good is bread? Mopped up my hang over from last night at the Footy doo.


365 Days of Us: Day 115

Friday. 15th July 2016.

Beautiful women!

No really, I mean it, I think I look beautiful in this pic along side a beautiful girlfriend of mine. It’s not often I give myself any kind of praise, but I really love this pic of Shell and I.

We’ve had some shitty times, but we’ve both learned from it, and I am happy to have her and her family back in my life.




365 Days of Us: Day 114

Thursday. 14th July 2016.

If this doesn’t make you laugh, then you have a cold heart!

This just melts mine. He’s so bloody CUTE, I just want to eat him all up.

Akir, you funny little chap! I miss your cuddles, come visit Aunty NOM!!