The Adventure Continues...

Rants, raves and random observations from an itinerant epidemiologist.

100 in 1000
  1. Spend a week up a mountain learning to ski
  2. Visit Karoline's place in Moravia
  3. Hold a conversation in Czech (only)
  4. Drink 500ml of each of the following beers:
    1. Pilsner
    2. Staroprammen
    3. Budvar
    4. Velke Popovice
    5. U Fleku
    6. Gambrinus
    7. Krusovice
  5. Respond to at least one GOARN request (WHO and MSF are also acceptable)
  6. Travel across the Atlantic
  7. Return to South America
  8. Read a book to, or with, an impressionably aged child
  9. Participate in one NanoWriMo Challenge and come within at least 10,000 words of the goal length
  10. Have my nose pierced
  11. Have my next tattoo drawn
  12. Purchase the perfect jeans (x 2 pairs)
  13. Attend a spin class 3 times a week for 8 consecutive weeks
  14. Bake Viv's cheesecake
  15. Make David's casserole
  16. Make David's Chicken Cashew-nut Stirfry
  17. Invite 4 people who don't know one another too well to dinner
  18. Ride from Vienna to Venice on a motorbike (pillion acceptable, those less desirable)
  19. Attend a book group for at least two books
  20. Go on a choir weekend (learn and perform difficult piece in two/three days)
  21. Visit Madame Tussaud's (in London)
  22. Take an architecture appreciation course
  23. Join an all-girl group and sing a solo
  24. Publish in a scientific journal (top two authors)
  25. Cook a duck or other 'waterfowl'.
  26. Locate the Al-Timimi's from Doha Veterinary Practise
  27. Have a pedicure
  28. Maintain a Brazilian (ouch) for three months.
  29. Find a trustworthy Czech hairdresser
  30. Treat my inner-6-year-old twice a week (at least)
  31. Do the liver-cleansing diet properly (12 weeks)
  32. Don't eat out for one month
  33. Find a flat and flatmate
  34. Purchase one Joseph sweater
  35. Purchase one of the following pairs of designer shoes (they MUST also be COMFORTABLE, and be able to be worn with 4 different outfits and 2 types of occasion): Jimmy Choos, Manolo Blahniks, Christian Louboutin (Ebay or 2nd hand are acceptable)
  36. Send 5 books to the booksphere and track them.
  37. Go hanggliding
  38. Read 10 'classic' books (from 1001 Books to Read before you Die)
    1. Moll Flanders
    2. Everything is illuminated
    3. Madam Bovary
    4. Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance
    5. Catch-22
    6. Odysseus
    7. On the Road
  1. Run (non-stop!) for 5kms outside (preferably in a street race thingy)
  2. Send Christmas Cards on time
  3. Make a collage/mural out of street lights on my wall
  4. Buy a bed, build it, and sleep soundly in it
  5. Go to Africa
  6. Host an 'event' (classified as and when)
  7. Organise a 30th Birthday Party
  8. Wear a costume
  9. Sing on stage
  10. Buy a painting that evokes memories of Prague (cannot involve queues!)
  11. Learn a god-damned card game that stays in my memory (other than fish/snap)
  12. See sunrise. Be sober. Have woken for it. Excludes months Nov-Mar
  13. Take a walk and flip coins at each intersection
  14. Win something
  15. Draft a will
  16. Take a roadtrip
  17. Go to Italy already
  18. Sea Kayak around Abel Tasman Park (NZ)
  19. Get plants
  20. Take a train to another Eastern European Destination (accession countries are acceptable) alone preferably.
  21. Get UK to give me a provisional motorcyclists license and simultaneously get a 'card' license.
  22. Go SCUBA diving again - at least two dives lasting 30mins each.
  23. Go to a dentist. *sigh*
  24. Do a Czech Wine Trail. And live to tell the tale
  25. Make an 'outbreak emergency kit'.
  26. Go to bed prior to 11pm every night (inc weekends) for four consecutive weeks.
  27. Marvel over lack of tiredness
  28. Dine at a Gordon Ramsey restaurant (or Nobu)- preferably for free.
  29. Bet on the nags
  30. Do something for charity (applying and getting a 'red card' will count)
  31. Walk along the Champs Elysee
  32. Do 100 sit ups in a row
  33. Do 50 pressups (arms in tight)
  34. Make branston pickle (or nearest substitute)
  35. Cook something 'new' and 'adventurous' at least once a month
  36. Find a mentor
  37. Be a mentor
  38. Learn what mentoring is all about
  39. Meet an online person in real life
  40. Resist the flirt. Once. Just one night. It's okay if people don't immediately succumb to my natural charm. Really it is.
  41. Spend time at a spa (spa towns in the CR don't count)
  42. Send a care package to someone
  43. Get a Tata Bojs CD
  45. Order new contact lenses.
  46. Make a list of things I take with me when I pack for different occasions
  47. Eat lobster. Prepared by someone else.
  48. Back up the blog
  49. Put everything onto an external hard drive
  50. Find a DDR mat and console and 'dance, I say dance!'�
  51. Go to the beach and lie on the warm sand. For an hour. (with sunscreen on, natch)
  52. Take and complete a course in either: Tango, Salsa or Flamenco
  53. Join the Municipal Library of Prague
  54. Move to another country
  55. Go to a live concert of a band I actually like
  56. Pay off debts (student loan excl.)
  57. Send thank you cards for every gift I receive (other than the gift of happiness, blah blah blah).
  58. Get an agent (literary or theatre)
  59. Go to a sports bar without cringing, by personal choice
  60. Ride a rollercoaster
  61. Hold a snake
  62. Spend a day wandering around a museum (not art gallery!)
Hug request
Thursday, 31 August 2006
Okay folks. So you crossed enough appendages to see my Dad through the angiogram. There’ll be a follow-up request for when he goes in for his bypass surgery within the next 30 days, but for the time being I’ve another request.

See, our family’s pretty…er…messy with regards to generation lines. You know those family tree diagrams that are usually so straightforward? Ours isn’t.

No, none of us are products of incest. That I know of anyway.

Dad had three children with his former wife (before Mum). They’re pretty old now ('cos he’s ANCIENT!) and they’re in the UK. We don't have MUCH contact with them, which is a shame, but when jokes go around (as they're want to do) I'm horrified astonished to find that a sense of humour is congenital.

As you know, Mum is in the UK too at present, but she’s staying with her side of the family.

So, to relieve Mum of some of the ‘burden of notification’, I (foolishly?) took it upon myself to inform my three half-siblings of Dad’s condition. I figured that they’d probably rather hear it from one of our nuclear family than wait until they see it on my blog (which I know some of the family read too – HI!).

But I fear that one of my half-siblings may have sent a letter to Mum asking why she hadn’t heard about the procedure sooner.

The joy of being a member of a family of letter-writers.

So, poor Mum has had to deal with a) not being happy in the UK, b) her dearly beloved going under a knife (well, saying ‘under a needle with a catheter doesn’t quite explain it) and c) her DD ‘selling out’.


I don’t think the remnants of the bottle of Port that Mike and I left in the computer room would be enough for me under those circumstances, so I think she needs a big ol’ virtual hug. Even if you’ve never met her.

Come on Altos (and Brett!). You know what to do.

P.S. I’ll be back to blogging about the centre of the universe soon, I promise. Just that nothing’s really happening in my gravitational pull. Besides which, if the centre of the universe can’t use her blog for parental benefit every now and then, what’s the point?

posted by Nomes @ Thursday, August 31, 2006  
  • At 12:40 am, September 01, 2006, Blogger Mark B said…

    Hugs to Nomes' Mum then :o). Was it her that I met in Palmy (remember Palmy!) when I stayed at your place once? Either way, it's just unfortunate when wires get crossed like that.

  • At 1:16 am, September 01, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Nomes' Mum- Please know that there is a cadre of friends who are thinking of you, and sending you lots of warm wishes. You gave us Naomi, and the LEAST we can do is say thank you. *HUGS!*

    Love, the big bald Baritone (brett)

  • At 12:17 pm, September 01, 2006, Blogger Dad said…

    This is for Nomes, and all her blog followers, inparticular my well-wishers. I had the angiogram, and survived as expected, but....! Sometime within the next 30 days I'll be called in for a bypass operation at the Prince Charles Hospital in Brisbane. Oh, and a mitral valve repair or replacement. All the result of a lifetime of riotous living, and 30 years of smoking, excluding the last 21 years, which have been smoke free. So, any smokers out there, this is what you're letting yourself in for, even if you've given up for a long time! Of course, you need to have a type A personality, together with chronic anxiety that you're not achieving sufficiently well. Give it up!!!
    The surgeon said that I'm quite a low risk patient (of not surviving the operation, and that the hospital hasn't "lost" any patients out of the 900 or so that they have operated on during the last 3 months, which has included many high risk ones. All that being said, I must admit to feeling quite squirmy about being opened up! Intellectually, I'm okay with it, though, and I know its a proven procedure, etc., etc! Anyway, thank you all for the previous crosses, which were obviously effective, weren't they!!!

  • At 12:21 pm, September 01, 2006, Blogger Dad said…

    Oh, one more bit of information, if I have to have the valve replaced by a mechanical valve, I'm assured that they are extremely reliable. That's the upside. The downside is that, in the still of the night, I'll be able to hear it going tick, tock, in time with my heartbeat! I always loved the story of Peter Pan, but never expected to sound like the crocodile that swallowed the clock!!!

  • At 11:13 am, September 02, 2006, Blogger Mums said…

    HI GNomes,

    And thanks to all those for the virtual hug. And yes, to Mark you did meet me in Palmy.

    Ron's last bit assumes that he'll be able to hear his heart ove and above the racket of his snoring, so I don't consider him sounding like a crocodile too disconcerting. I just have to remember not to try and switch him off - I must be felling brighter - the weird sense of humour has returned.

    Actually I'm starting to feel quite chipper - there's only four more sleeps before I take on the might of Hetahrow airport, and even that pales into insignificance against what I've been through in the last eight weeks.

    No doubt DD will keep everyone informed - whether they want to be or not - about the impending operation. I shall be standing vigil, but at least it will be in the same town - if the Doctors are actually able to throw me out of the hospital. I wasn't born with a persistent gene for nothing (ok I own up to it, that's where Naomi got it from).

    As to getting flak from Ron's older children, they were quite right to be annoyed not being kept in the loop. I know I'd feel considerably disturbed if things as serious as a heart condition were kept from me when I had a right to know.

    However, it appears that the longstanding heart condition was not known about, even though I'm sure we did broadcast it far and wide - as only this family appears to be able to do - when it all took place in 1996. Ah well. Working against memories is a hard thing to do, and getting them all to remember the same thing damn near impossible. So why do I try - that wretched persistant gene again!!

    Enough from me, I have to go set table for 19 guests.

    Love to all, but especially you Daughter Dear,


Post a Comment
<< Home

Name: Nomes
About Me:
See my complete profile
Me Me Me!
My sights
This is a Flickr badge showing public photos and videos from nomesboxall. Make your own badge here.
My opinions - before!
And WELL before!
Blogs I read
Powered by

Free Blogger Templates


see web stats

© 2005 The Adventure Continues... Template by Isnaini Dot Com