This blog is dedicated to the three most special people in my life:
my beautiful, big-hearted baby sister and her valiant, generous hubby, and my most loyal and supportive friend YS – thank you for helping me eat better, look beyond my feet, reach out, live my dreams and keep on keeping on, knowing always that I am loved!
Exhausted. But shaken up again later when the bus began to move.
Patient and long suffering Lucy, waiting with mummy for the next bus.
It has taken me awhile to process the experiences in entirety, wading through the flotsam and jetsam of frayed nerves, illogical-logical emotions of despair, anger and fear. My body is still trying to recover from the sensory collapse, and it doesn’t help to have an equally sensitive autoimmune condition, of course. The experience has left us both frazzled, but for me, I now carry a deep sense of gratitude for my precious Lucy. Continue reading →
Today, we were met with three very pleasant encounters. Three different people chatted with us about Greyhounds, assistance dogs and remarked how lovely Lucy is. This mum is most chuffed and slightly puffed up with pride, of course. As soon as we got home, I was seized by a fit of sudden nostalgia, and a crazy desire for something spicy. So, I cooked Mee Siam Goreng today. I used half a Prima Taste Mee Siam Goreng spice pack, with three portions of Chang’s rice vermicelli and the rest of the frozen mixed veggie from Woolworths. Oh, and I also added two fresh tomatoes from yesterday’s box of organic veggies from the Thoughtful Foods co-op, and a small spoonful of preserved salted yellow soy bean. The tomatoes didn’t look as plump and glossy as the ones you find in the big shops, but they tasted more robust and flavourful! Lunch was a vegetarian one, as I was just too lazy to cook up any chicken. Well, it was really good, as is most of the Prima Taste range, but so super spicy that it triggered some really crazy pain in my too acute sensory system. Ouch! The pain was the kind that not only burnt your mouth inside out, but also, for me, the shooting flames went all the way up to my brain and created some interesting pyrotechnics up there. Headache ensued, but this is punishment for the willing – it was delicious!
The Foodie Aspie Bunny trundles indefatigably along the rocky road of advocacy and DIY gastronomy!
Here we are guys! Doing our bit for autism, service dogs and Greyhound advocacy, my Princess and I on Small Animal talk! It was a wonderful honour to be interviewed here and I hope we can help to generate more interest and understanding on the subject. (If you have a diagnosed condition and want to find out about getting a service dog or know someone who may do well with a service dog, please contact mindDog.)
P.S. Sorry this is a few days late. I thought I’d published this post but somehow it failed to load and remained in my drafts box until I noticed it today!
Chinese spring onion pancakes with pork roast slices
More pancakes. This time, a Chinese version. Modified, of course. Non-gluten flour, warm water and coconut oil. That’s it! Easy peasy, innit? I got a small bunch of spring onions for just $1 at an Asian fruit and veggie shop down at Kingsford. Yes, I went walking without my Lucy. I don’t like the traffic along Anzac Parade, but that’s where a lot of shops are. Nevertheless, I still much prefer shopping in Bondi Junction. (There is something about this area that I never did like, and I still don’t, but I do love being on the university campus, so it’s all good!) After yesterday’s stress-filled experience on the bus, my poor Lucy deserves a good rest. I don’t want to over tax her sensory system just for my own comfort. It won’t feel good making her keep me company knowing that I am pushing her too hard. Continue reading →
Strange Pancakes – with marmalade and parmesan cheese.
I made pancakes for breakfast today. One egg, two tablespoons of non-gluten flour, and soy milk to blend. I had one with marmalade and the other with parmesan cheese. They looked somewhat strange. There was an eerie yellow glow to them. Maybe it’s the lighting in my new tiny studio apartment? I do find the lights a weird surreal colour, but it doesn’t disturb me enough (yet) to ask the facilities manager to change the bulbs. I am loathe to keep requesting for special considerations. I am already really grateful for the inclusive spirit in which my university has treated me and Lucy. Light bulbs will have to wait.
Breakfast here in the new place has been somewhat eccentric. I have not yet devised a new routine or pedagogy to it. Since moving in, I have been so relieved by the stark contrast between my currently almost empty fridge and the former constant bomb blast in the old house. I am loathe to shake the calm and tranquility residing inside that little space of mine. I think I shall leave it be for the moment. Saves money anyway. Use what is there before buying new stuff. Let’s see how long this Foodie Aspie Bunny can last on this slightly outré existence.
Comfort food! – braised pork belly in soy sauce, mixed veggie on a bed of fluffy white rice!
Do you have detail focus cognition too? Do you notice little things that nobody else around you does? Do these details, if out of place, irritate you a lot more than they do others? Welcome to the world of sweating the small stuff – detail focus cognition. It’s not exclusive to autism but it is a pervasive feature of autistic thinking.
Bug bear of the day? I cooked rice today, with braised pork belly in soy sauce and mixed veggie. Every time now I bring out the rice cooker, I become irritated and mildly upset.. You see, one of the people living in my house consistently used a metal spoon to scrape at my rice cooker. I do have a soft plastic spatula, the one that came with the cooker, but no, the person just couldn’t be bothered to use it. As a result, of course, there are scratches all over the bottom of the inner pot. It is my pot. I am not so freaky that I don’t want to share some things for common use, but it upsets me when people don’t bother to use my things in the way they were designed to be used. I cannot afford to buy a new one. Not yet. So, until I have money for the luxury of a brand new rice cooker, I will have to put up with my brain capturing the full impact of the little scrapes and scratches at the bottom of my pot, each and every time I use it.
“You are innocent when you dream.” That’s a quote from a Tom Waits song.
My baby is always innocent. She is as close to purity and innocence incarnate as any living being can be. I love to just gaze at her when she sleeps. Sometimes, she has dreams that make her whimper ever so forlornly. Other times the whimpers escalate and become tiny sobs and stifled howls. Always gentle. Always soft. Never violent. Even in her dreams. And I wonder, what is it that torments her inside these buried memories? Continue reading →
Don’t ask me where this title came from. Some strange recess in my mind, I know, but which one, I haven’t the foggiest. My brain is sludgy right now, and it’s not going to be the best of blog posts, I know, but let’s just give it a go, shall we? Continue reading →
More comfort food today. I shouldn’t feel ashamed. I eat to survive after all. I mean it. I enjoy eating so much that despite the pain filled days, I still manage to eat, eat, eat! I’d have starved myself into oblivion, or worse, into even more serious illness, if I wasn’t such a greedy foodie Aspie Bunny. Well today’s pain level is hovering around 8 on a scale of 1-10. Autoimmune flare up in multiple areas. We won’t go into that in great detail, nobody really wants to know such things, do they?
So, tada! I started cooking in our new home on Tuesday – Beef Rendang! There is a small but decently stocked IGA just downstairs. I bought a pack of beef to share with Lucy. Of course, I did the thing that any poor parent on a budget would do. I cut out the best lean parts for Lucy and I cooked the rest for myself. Not exactly very healthy but that’s just what parents do, innit?
Today, I had vegetarian lunch. Stir fried a bag of frozen mixed veggie with olive oil and mushroom oyster-flavoured sauce (the vegetarian version, ‘fake’ it!). I kept half of it for dinner, and stirred in some left over rice into the other half, for lunch. It’s raining kitties and poochies today, so no sitting outside. Yummy, anyway!
Oh, and my baby girl is sleeping ever so beautifully in her new DIY memory foam bed that I made! I am chuffed. And happy.