There was a sense of rebellion in the air as I drove home from work today. Actually, it was fatigue. I was just too tired to make the 45 minute drive to yoga tonight. So I took the left turn at the kebab shop and took myself home. I don't know if it's the endless Lara Bingle dramas or the debacle that is the Defence Force expense accounts but I was a little drained and distracted and not up to a full yoga class.
The images I recall of Lara in a severe white dress with tattoos at a cricket awards night were a premonition of things to come, she just didn't look particularly at ease. And I'll leave it at that and not give the situation any more publicity that it needs. As of 1903, Mr SSG has advised that Bingle is now Single. I've never known him to be that into gossip but I guess anyone who is potentially the Yoko Ono of Australian cricket needs close scrutiny. In news just at hand, Michael Clarke is lodged at the Sydney Shangri-La and some Indonesian politician person, ie the PM isn't too far away either. Thanks Mr SSG. You rock. I thought it was going to be a slow news day, blog wise. But obviously not.
My 2 cents on the Defence Force. Were any of the Australian men and women on the ground serving their country and fellow Australians privvy to all the glamorous perks on offer? When the budget cuts come along in response to the shenanigans, will they be the ones suffering with substandard equipment and support services in the way that the British Defence Forces has?Got home and decided to tie myself up in knots for home yoga practice. It's meant to be good for opening the hips and relieving tension.
Trussed up like a roast chicken, you then l lie back flat and
Yes, it was restful and I did feel good afterwards. It wasn't quite as intense as class but better than not doing any yoga at all.
Then it was time for dinner and a brief little chat to our adopted cat who has no name. He (he just looks like a cheeky boy) loves our garage roof and pads across it whenever I'm in the kitchen making dinner. This is the cat side on, possibly doing the cat pose.
Dinner. I think I should've just called my blog 365 days of Donna Hay. Because, tonight, loyal readers, we have Another Donna Hay Recipe. Roasted fish with parsley and white bean salad. A self explanatory title that gives a good indication of the ingredients required.
Heat up some oil in a baking dish. And then roast the fish and cherry tomatoes for around 15 minutes. The salad was basically a drained can of white beans, lemon juice, olive oil, one clove of crushed garlic and seasoning with the good old S & P.
The photo does not do this recipe justice. It Was So Good. I think it was the heating of the olive oil before roasting the fish and tomatoes. I am similarly swooning over the salad.
In non Donna related food news.....
I have started strategic planning for Taste Sydney. We are going this Sunday, so brace yourselves for the food porn to follow.
The eagle eyed amongst you will observe my key picks. I will be running not walking to the Chandon Sparkling Masterclass and then using my crowns for 2 entrees and a dessert - because my VIP ticket also entitles me to 3 glasses of champagne and limitless boring drinks in the VIP lounge.
What to wear? I need another strategic planning session for that.