Thursday, June 2, 2011

100 Books in a year

I am a bit of a bookworm. I am currently embarking on a challenge to read 100 books in a single year. The 100 book are pictured below (thank you Goodreads)

Keira's 100 books in 1 year

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, Chamber of Secrets, Prisoner of Azkaban
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Angels & Demons
Tuesdays with Morrie
The Five People You Meet in Heaven
High Fidelity
The Shadow of the Wind
Nineteen Minutes
Tomorrow, When the War Began
The Two Towers
The Return of the King
Are You There Vodka? It's Me, Chelsea
Animal Farm
Life in Seven Mistakes: A Novel
A Thousand Splendid Suns
Deception Point
The God Delusion

Keira's favorite books »


I realise there are only 79 books there so far - but I'm sure to find some more books to read. Especially now that I have my kindle!

I'll have a widget on the side to keep track - and I'll endeavour to write a few reviews, updates on the books I have read.

As a kid I was a regular at the library. Every Saturday morning I'd greet the librarian as she opened our local library, armed with my library card and a packed lunch. I'd sit in the comfy couches and read until an hour before closing (midday) then pick out 12 books to take home and read over the week. I'd say goodbye to the librarian as she closed up and rode my bike home.

It's nice to have this part of me back. Embrace bookworm Keira!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

What is this blog all about?

Good Question.

Originally, it was going to be a follow-up to One Girl + One Year: One Recovery. But, that "year" has now spanned nearly 3. Instead, it is going to be where I post more general stuff about my crazy life.

Even without my Eating Disorder my life is never normal. I have 2 rats and a cat who is scared of the rats. I seem to pick the least normal people to live with. Like attracts like, I guess. I am weird - I don't mean that in a derogatory sense - I am quirky and do silly things. I talk back to advertising in the shopping centre. I make jokes about my boobies secretly plotting against my face (when offered a push-up bra in the lingerie store), I have an ongoing pencil theatre saga that keeps me occupied during exam times.

Crazy doesn't have to be a negative thing. Crazy can be fun, crazy can be soothing, crazy can be the new normal.

This blog is about me exploring the things about me that make up Crazy Keira, that have nothing to do with mental my obsession with Scrubs and Linux OS...

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Life with rats

My current rental doesn't allow for pets. So, sadly, my cat Gherkin had to stay at my mum's house until I move (in Jan 2011).  Life without "fur babies" is kind of I got some rats. 2 male, dove hooded ratties: Motzie and Colby. Yes, I have a food theme going with my pets, before Gherkin I had Pepper., headbutting to floor in his sleep
I quickly became a rat nurse as both suffer from a respiratory disease (Myco).  I learnt that rats can smack syringes of antibiotics out of your hand. Motzie holds the record at 1 metre away. And, that it tastes really gross.  I also became a doting mum.  While waiting for the medication to kick in, I'd stand in the shower, clothed, with the hot water on to provide "steam therapy" to my congested rat babies.  I now plate up a 'rat-sized' portion of most of my meals and have a stock of frozen peas, yoghurt, and berries for my "babies" who need extra nutrients.

It's also been a lot of fun!  I'm limited by space so their current cage is small. So, they usually spend the day on my double bed with me.

Motzie and Colby snuggled up on my bed (with my heater)

Usually, they look so adorable that I can't bear to move them back into their cage to sleep.  We have frequent sleep overs.

They have also learnt that uni and study is a big part of my life.  So, by conveniently sleeping near my books or playing with my stationery they secure play time when I am trying to work.

Hello mummy,  I am on your books helping you study

These boys always pop their heads up when I come home from work. Are eager to come out of the cage and play a weird rat-version of 'tag'. From what I gather it's sniff mummy then bounce off when she moves. Endless entertainment.  They both jump up on my shoulders to go for a walk upstairs. This usually ends with cleavage diving and scratches in awkward places.  My doctor often stares at the scratches, a little scared to ask how they got "there".  They are supposedly very active pets...but my boys don't know that yet.

Gherkin (back turned), Sheba (nomming tree), and Figaro (black and white cat)

Saturday, December 4, 2010

An introduction of sorts

This is eventually where I will have my witty introduction post that will woo you into reading and following my blog. But for now...

from Icanhascheesburger