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I believe in fairytales…


I believe in fairytales, I believe in love and I believe in happy endings (and no, I don’t mean the type that come with a dodgy massage).  I grew up with the belief that I would one day have my own fairytale. That I would find ‘my one true love’ and we would live ‘happily ever after’.  Never in any of this daydreaming did I think that on my journey I would leave younger versions of my heart broken behind me.  But that’s exactly what happened!  I threw myself into every relationship along the way, declaring in my heart of hearts that this man was ‘the one’ and we were destined for marriage, children and the ultimate goal happiness!  And when it was over, I cried a bucketload of tears and convinced myself that I would end up alone surrounded by cats… and I really hate cats!  Then my next great love would walk into my life and the cycle would start all over again.

That is until one day in 1998 when I met a wonderful man called Jay.  We quickly became friends, both of us were in relationships at the time, his a little more serious than mine but as our friendship blossomed so did my affection for him.  He was so lovely.  We could talk for hours, we would be there for each other if needed and although I was feeling the fluttering in my belly of wanting more than a friendship, I was just grateful to have this wonderful man in my life.  We decided to go away together for a weekend, where, you guessed it, we discovered we felt the same way about each other.  That first kiss is one I will always remember and every first kiss before that one was wiped from my memory, every heartache, every tear and every disappointment because finally I had found my ‘one’.

It does feel different, that true love, when you know, for sure, without a doubt that this is the person you WILL spend the rest of your life, in sickness and in health, in happiness and sadness…  Since then my true love has taken me on incredible adventures, we built our own little house on an island, we sailed for 3 years through South East Asia on a boat he helped to build, we had the most perfect and happy little girl to complete our family.  And the adventures continue, we constantly look to the future and excitedly discuss our next move.  Every day, even in my angry and frustrated moments (everyone argues, it’s only human), I look at him with love and I still feel that flutter in my chest.

So, 17 years after we met and fell in love, this day marks the 12th year since that magical day on our island where we declared in front of everyone that is important to us that we would love and take care of each other for the rest of our lives.  So I got my fairytale and I continue to live it.  Today I feel grateful, grateful that I found someone to love, grateful that someone loves me, grateful for our family and grateful for every day that comes afterwards.  I love you Jay Stroud, Happy Anniversary and I look forward to our next adventure. xx


Reflections from Bali – Part II


Bali has always held a special place in my heart.  It was the place where I took my first overseas trip with my family at the age of 17.  I had studied Bahasa Indonesian at High School and it was so close to Australia that it seemed like the obvious choice for our last family holiday before I left the nest and moved to the ‘big smoke’, (Melbourne), from the sheltered safety of my childhood in a small country town on the coast in Victoria.  I fell in love with it the moment I stepped off the plane and suffice to say that love affair has continued now for almost 25 years.  It was the first place my husband and I traveled to together and then continued to visit as often as we could.

In 2008 we sailed from Australia in our 44ft cruising Catamaran, Makani Kai, stopping for a few weeks in our second home before traveling through South East Asia for nearly 3 years.  On our slow cruise home we lived on our boat in Serangan Harbour near Sanur for almost 6 months, we conceived our daughter there.  At just over 3 months pregnant and with a heavy heart, I left the Makani Kai to head home to Australia and wait while my husband battled the elements in an effort to bring the boat home before the birth of our first and only child.

Since then we have returned with our daughter to Bali every year.  She loves it and often we have to trick her into boarding the plane home as she doesn’t want to leave.  We have often discussed the idea of spending 6 months of the year there and the other 6 months here in Australia.  A dream that hopefully one day will become a reality.

This year I was worried I wasn’t going to get my Bali fix but the universe smiled upon us and made it possible.  It was a timely intervention of fate as I REALLY needed this trip.  Of course, once we had arrived and dropped our bags in our little piece of paradise I immediately fell into my old routine of trying to organise a million activities for us to do.  My husband just smiled at me and said, ‘How about we just relax and see what happens?’  What?  Relax?  I am the organiser of activities, I am always looking for the next thing to do after the next thing!  I like lists, I like itinerary’s!  And so began a holiday that took a little bit of an adjustment for me.

The first few days I felt a bit strange, I couldn’t relax, I kept thinking, ‘But we should be doing this or we should be doing that!’  I came up with a list of activities, just in case.  We fell into a routine.  My husband went for a surf while I looked after my daughter.  When he came home I would be out the door, walking like a woman with a mission but with no destination in mind.  But by about the 3rd or 4th day something changed, my body relaxed, my mind relaxed and that day when my husband came home from the surf I was lying in a bean bag chair beside the pool book in hand while my daughter splashed around happily.  He got himself organised and told me he was right if I wanted to get out and do something but I was happy where I was.  I was happy, I didn’t need to go and do anything.  There was no knot in my stomach telling me I needed to go and do something.  I was, dare I say it, completely and utterly relaxed!

I spent my days eating, swimming, reading, having spa treatments, playing with my daughter and talking with my husband about our plans for the future.  We did small activities as we found them instead of me dragging us around for entire days from one spot to the other.  I took my daughter to an art class, I browsed the shops taking my time which meant I stumbled across a lovely little book store where I was able to purchase a beautiful book written by a local writer as well as picking up a unique doll created to help support Bali street kids.

I did however end up organising two day trips during our stay.  One to Ubud where we showed our daughter some monkeys and I browsed the art shops settling on a beautiful painting to take home and the other to East Bali with the end destination being Tirta Gangga.  But the pace and flow of these trips were far different to how I had experienced before.  I have a tendency to choose a destination and we rush to it.  This time we cruised along the coast road, stopping at places that looked interesting, checking out other places we might stay in the future, stopping at small restaurants for sustenance and chatting lazily with the locals.

So what is the moral of this story?  Well, this is what I gained from this trip.  Life is too short to rush through it without seeing anything.  We need to slow down, look around us and spend time with people who matter to us.  Taking the time to breathe is important and at the end of the day, when I am taking my last one I won’t be thinking, ‘Gee I’m glad we saw all those things that I don’t remember the name of for 5 minutes!’ but I will be thinking, ‘I’m so glad I spent so much time enjoying the company of my little family.’  So while I do look to the future, I’m not in that much of a hurry to get there, I know I will get there eventually and in the meantime I’m just going to enjoy the hell out of the ride!




Sometimes it’s nice to have a healthy side dish that can be whipped up quickly to serve with the family meal or to take to that last minute BBQ where the host says, ‘If you could just bring a salad that would be great!’.  You don’t need to have a lot of ingredients and most of the ones found in this salad are pretty much staple foods in my                  household.  It’s delicious, fresh and as the texture is kinda pasta-ish, it pleases my 3 year old who has decided all she wants to eat is pasta (this has made for some inventive dishes lately!)



This recipe can be made gluten and wheat free by substituting the cous cous for quinoa.


1 cup Organic wholewheat Couscous (can subsitute for quinoa)

1 cup boiling water

3 tomatoes, chopped

1 avocado, chopped

1/2 red onion, chopped

Handful coriander leaves, chopped

Juice of 1/2 lemon


Put cup of couscous into a bowl and cover with boiling water, stir to combine.  Cover and let sit for 5 minutes.  Uncover and fluff up with a fork.  Add all other ingredients, pour lemon juice over the top and presto!  You’re ready to serve!

*  For the Quinoa, follow the directions on the back of the pack as it will differ and take longer.

**  This is the perfect accompaniment to my ‘Crumb Your Own!’ Chicken Schnitzels.





What is it about a wedding that inspires?  I think it’s witnessing a      beginning.  Two like-minded souls coming together and promising, in front of those that are most important to them, to love each other for the rest of their lives.  Sure… it doesn’t always work out but in THAT moment, on THAT day, there is love, there is happiness, there is         perfection.

I was privileged to witness this moment at my little sisters wedding on the weekend in a chilly but warm with happiness setting in a small coastal town a couple of hours south of Melbourne.  My sister has had a lot of ups and downs in her life, she has had many obstacles thrown in her path but she has overcome them.  She has raised 2 teenage boys as a single Mum.  The man who has come into her life has made her happier than I have ever seen her in her 36 years.  He is sweet, kind, caring, a little gullible but a happy addition to our family.  My little sis, prone to sarcasm, made a heartwarming and seriously funny speech.  She spoke of their meeting (she had known him at school, he didn’t remember her!  Not a good start!), their texting (he was missing a front tooth, she was unsure), their first date (he had his tooth fixed and seemed nice!) and their subsequent falling in love.  There was laughter, tears and elation as they concluded by                         announcing they are expecting a new addition to their family by Christmas.  They gave us a sneak peek into their happiness, they let us bask in the glow of their contentment and as the happy tears rolled I let it envelop me like a warm hug.

It made me reminisce about the beginning of my marriage.  I held my husband and daughter a little tighter.  My heart burst with the        happiness of my life, how lucky I am and I felt myself appreciate the now.  How far we’ve come, how much we’ve experienced, a future that seemed instantly brighter!

‘One day, in your search for happiness, you discover a partner by your side, and you realise that your happiness has come to help you search’ – Robert Brault

How very lucky we are.  Congratulations Briony and Ben, I wish you many fun-filled and happy years together.  Live well.  Laugh often.  Love much.  J xx