Easter Wholefoods Book Review

*I received one copy of Live it, Do it, Easter book for the purpose of this review.  As always all opinions are my own.*

easter ebook reviewI don’t know about anyone else but I have not been feeling Easter this year and procrastination is in overdrive.  I still haven’t gotten all of our Easter eggs and the motivation just isn’t there this year.  I usually get super excited about Easter and setting everything up read for the Bunny to arrive.  I mean, it’s a holiday that encourages the over consumption of chocolate. What’s not to love!?

Since Mr 5 started school at the beginning of the year I have been taking more notice of the food we eat and how it helps him to work better while at school.  I have been making some of the stuff for his lunchbox and focusing on making sure that the take away has been kept to a minimum.  It’s also been a challenge to find things that are quick for him to eat, and that he likes because he’s a busy boy who like most kids is more interested in the playground than sitting to eat.

With the increase of making my own baked goods, I have also been looking at different ways to flavour biscuits and cakes so that Mr 5 is getting as much nutrition as possible.  I’ve tried adding vegetables to our cakes and have been really impressed with the taste.  I have also tried things that have been flavoured with cacao rather than the refined cocoa powder we are used to.  The cheesecake I tried from a local business was to die for!

With saying all of that I have been on the look out for different recipes to find, but everything felt like I needed to spend 4 hours in the kitchen just to get one thing done.  I’m a get in, get out kind of person, especially in the heat we have been experiencing.  When Cassandra from LIVE IT, DO IT! asked for people to check out her new recipe book ready for Easter, I jumped at the chance.

I was looking forward to looking at how Cassandra created yummy Easter treats while still keeping everything as health as possible.  The book layout is great, with each page being accompanied with beautiful pictures of Cassandra, her family and the beautiful food she has created.  Note to self: Don’t look through the book in the middle of the night and you’re hungry! You will find yourself scrounging through your cupboards wondering if you can scrape together enough ingredients to give a recipe a whirl!

Before the recipe section is a shopping list, which while it obviously doesn’t give you the amounts needed to cook every recipe in the book (there are 40 recipes included in the book!) it does give you an outline of the kinds of ingredients you will need.  Each recipe only has 3-4 steps and doesn’t need any fancy kitchen appliances to complete.  The recipe book is filled to the brim with yummy chocolate wholefood recipes.  So this Easter you can have your cake and eat it too!

You can buy your own copy of LIVE IT. DO IT. EASTER from Cassandra’s website here.  Hurry though, it’s $5 for a limited time!

The best part about this review?  I have one copy of Cassandra’s LIVE IT, DO IT! Easter Ebook to give away to a lucky reader.  All you have to do is answer this simple question to be in the running!  Sorry, Australian residents only for this one.

What is your favourite memory about Easter?

Terms and Conditions.

  1. This competition is a game of skill which is judged on the best answer to ‘What is your favourite memory about Easter’.
  2. The competition opens at 7pm on the 29th day of March 2015 and entries close at 6pm on the 31st day of March 2015.
  3. Entries are open to Australian residents only.
  4. One entry per household.  Duplicate entries will be removed.
  5. The winner has 24 hours to respond to email correspondence or the prize will be redrawn.
  6. The prize is one (1) copy of LIVE IT, DO IT Easter Ebook.
  7. All decisions are final and no discussion will be entered regarding the winner.

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A whole bunch of WTF

Welcome to The Lounge!  Grab a drink, take a seat and set yourself up for some story telling.  This week the theme is ‘things that make you go hmmmm‘.  If you’ve already written about this before then don’t worry we accept vintage posts too!

I’m going a little bit further with the hmmm feeling and going straight to full on WTF and sharing things that made me want to stop the world and get off.  These are all from this week too!

This post from Lana of Sharpest Pencil about not really loving her Thermomix and the reaction to it.  The hardcore owners of a thermomix didn’t really do themselves any favours by calling Lana names, insinuating that she is scammer (still scratching my head how she managed to do that) and a clickbait title.  To be completely honest I think that the overreaction by some people probably did a lot more damage to the thermomix reputation than someone admitting they don’t love theirs.

This bunch of child abuse masquerading as ‘health care’ that I saw on a friends timeline.  Those ‘drops’ they are talking about?  They are bleach, which is giving orally or through an enema.  These crackpots believe that they are curing their child from Austism by removing the stomach and intestinal lining.  There are just not enough words to describe what I think should happen to these people.

This post about child care centres who have poo buckets.  The woman who prompted the story was presenting with a bag of poo (well not just poo but a log in a pair of undies) after it had been sitting in a bucket for 3 days.  No way in hell would that little parcel have made it into our car.  Apparently it is against health regulations to clean the underwear in a sink, which is fair enough but for goodness sake at least put the log in the toilet.  Or if you are a parent, just tell your childcare that any undies with poo on them can go straight in the bin!

This one was more of a I can’t believe people are still being shits about this.  I had a big old rant on my Facebook Page about our experience with sleep and medication to stimulate sleep.  The amount of people who believe that sleep is a discipline issue is staggering.  No parent with a sleep dodger is ‘letting’ anything happen.  You aren’t a bad or a good parent because of how your child sleeps.  I’m going to leave it there before I start on another rant!

What has been making you shake your head this week?

Does your kids childcare send bags of poo home?



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Ghosts: Do you believe?

I’m not sure I 100% believe in ghosts, but at the same time I am not sure that I can 100% discount their existence either.  There are things that happen, that just can’t be explained, things that have happened to me personally or that I have read about.  Sometimes it’s even the change in atmosphere too, not just the seeing a being or something that looks like one.ghostsLast night on Facebook, I came across this article.  To save you heading over to read it, the article is about sightings of a mysterious woman walking along a main road.  Over the weekend police received several calls reporting a woman walking along the side of the road appearing disorientated.  Police drove out to the road and couldn’t find her at first, the car sighted her after a second lap of the area but by the time the car had made a u-turn she was gone.

The police on the scene thought that she had disappeared into the bushland around and called in the dog squad to do a search of the area.  The dog squad was unable to locate the mysterious woman.  More reports were called in about the woman, but police were still unable to locate her.  Many locals believe that the figure is a ghost.  I’m still not sure if I believe in ghosts but this story definitely creeps me out.

Situated around 30km out of town is the building for Neerkol Orphanage.  It is no longer in use as a place to house children who have been placed in state care but it has been used for school camps in recent years.  Neerkol is well known for the horrifying abuse and deaths committed by the Nuns who ran it.  People who have been in the building have talked about the drop in temperature felt in the children’s rooms.  There has also been mention of hearing children’s voices in the dead of the night and the sound of a ball bouncing down an empty corridor.  Can it be explained by ghosts?  I’m not sure.

I believe, and many of my family members believe that there are ghosts in my Granny’s house.  Every morning at 8:30 you can hear distinctive footsteps walking through the lounge and into the kitchen, but no body to accompany those steps.  My Granny’s twin sister has talked about feeling like someone is choking her in her sleep.  I’ve had personal experience of the body in the toilet, of stumbling to the toilet after waking to hear someone rustling the toilet paper and the seat creaking.  However everyone is sitting at the kitchen table, and the toilet is empty.

The most terrifying experience for me was when I was staying there on my own.  My Granny was in the next town with my Aunty who was preparing to have a baby.  I was fast asleep when I woke with a start to every electrical appliance in the house on.  The TV and the stereo was blaring and it was 5am.  There was no one else in the house and all of the doors were still locked.  Let’s just say that it was one of the few times I was wide awake at that hour as a teenager.

Whether you believe in ghosts or not, you have to agree that there are just some things that can’t be explained.  I don’t think I will ever be completely sold on the idea of ghosts but I don’t think I will ever be completely against it either.

Do you believe in ghosts?

Have you ever had any experiences that you just couldn’t explain?

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7 confessions of the micro kind

This week for I Must Confess the theme is micro confessions.  This one is my favourite because it’s like a brain dump.  I love being able to just write some little confessions, ones that don’t have enough behind them to warrant a whole post of their own and be done with it.  Plus a good cleanse does amazing things for the soul.  True fact.confessions

  • I keep forgetting to do sight words and his reader with Mr 5.  We probably manage 2-3 nights a week but some days we are both so tired by the time we get home (we walk and I am ridiculously unfit) from school that the last thing I feel like doing is homework with him.  Thankfully this hasn’t stunted him at all and his going in leaps and bounds with word recognition.
  • Some nights I just have a bottle of water or cordial for dinner.  I know this is bad.  I know that it is messing with my metabolism because it goes into starvation mode but some nights I just don’t feel like eating.  Please note that I do still make dinner for Mr 5.
  • I don’t really like baths.  I love the idea of them, of laying in the water and relaxing.  However every time I have one, after about 5 minutes I am bored and wondering what the hell I was thinking.
  • I’ve only had one night of drinking in the last 2 months.  That might not seem like a big deal to most people, but I was having 2-3 drinks every night at one stage.  Then I would binge drink at least once a week.  My skin is still trying to recover.
  • I don’t understand the hype around Pitch Perfect.  To me it was an adult version of High School Musical.  Sure Rebel Wilson was hilarious, but not even her wit could save this movie for me.
  • I can’t remember the last time I went to the movies and saw a movie with a rating above PG and I am totally ok with that.  I just wish the writers would stop putting in those damn tear jerker moments.  Stifling the tears while just sitting next to your 5 year old is one thing, but when the movie is so popular the theater is packed, it takes on a hole new meaning.  One movie I started crying in the damn ads!
  • I bought myself this clutch.  I love it but I do feel like a bit of a wank when I am out and about with it.

Flowers for everyone

When someone has a baby, they are diagnosed with cancer or find themselves in hospital for a range of physical illnesses they are sent flowers, the office chips in for a present and get well cards are sent.  I don’t begrudge them receiving gifts, of knowing that people are thinking of them and they care enough to send something.  When someone is in a mental health inpatient ward, the flowers are few and far between, if people even know you are there at all.flowers

People want to care, I know that they do.  They want to reach out but they don’t know what to do.  Is someone in a mental health inpatient unit sick?  If they are frequent flyers the support starts to wane, people believing that this should be over with now.  The person they know was in hospital, shouldn’t they be better now?  Why do they keep going back?  Are they not doing treatment properly?  My sister’s friend had depression and she’s fine, why aren’t you?

I remember one admission clearly, an admission where I was also referred to a CBT group.  There was a mix of women, diagnoses ranging from depression to anxiety and suicidal ideation being a common theme.  One woman stands out to me, she worked in an office of some description, one that needed a suit.  She was scared that her work would find out where she was.  She didn’t want them knowing that she was in hospital for a mental illness.

That made me the most sad, that here was a woman who for people around her appeared as a smart woman who held her shit together.  Yet she bought into the stigma that surrounded mental illness.  I still remember the stricken look on her face when a nurse told her that her boss was here to see her.  The crestfallen expression at being found out, like she was a criminal not someone unwell.  Her boss understood, flowers were sent and extra time off given.  That is one of the happy stories.

Mental health is such an isolating experience. No one wants to hear about the nitty gritty of what depression is like. They don’t want to know what it’s really like to hear voices. They want the emotion, they want to be a bystander, but they don’t want to be involved.

People give up when you don’t comply to their versions of what treatment should look like. I  often wonder if social media plays a much bigger role in this ‘know what’s best’ attitude.  Everyone is an expert, they’ve all read an article about the miracle cures and wonder why you haven’t tried them too.

I have been dealing with being mentally unwell for 13 years.  I have been in and out of hospital more times than I care to admit, sometimes a place to land for 24 hours and others much longer.  I don’t want pity, I don’t think anyone really wishes for that.  I just wish that we could all feel more comfortable about offering support during a mental health crisis, even if it’s a get well card or just a hand to hold.  It means the world.

Do you know anyone who has spent time in a psychiatric unit?  Do you wish there was more you could do?

If you have been in a unit yourself, what do you wish more people would do?

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