This will blow your mind......or maybe just mine....and Timmo Young's.

Those of you not acquainted with the Aussie delight that is the Tim Tam, let me enlighten you and blow your freaking mind!

Those in the UK,during my near 7.5 years in the UK,I was told that the 'Penguin' was a very close substitute.It is not.It is like drinking Passion Pop after being introduced to the delights of Champagne.Having stewing steak after trying Wagyu beef......I've actually never tried Wagyu beef yet,but I'm told it's a comparison.

The Tim Tam has cult status in Australia.It may sound simple.2 choc biccies,think like a bourbon cream cookie component.BTW why are they called Bourbon creams? I sense no alcomohol? Anyways,2 of those cookies sandwiched with a chocolate cream and then dipped in chocolate.

Simple yeah? Au contraire.These little delights are simply O-gasmic.Even better when you do a TIm Tam slam,where the opposing corners are bitten off and coffee or hot chocolate are sucked through leaving a gooey,chocolatey,heavenly mess.

When I left Sydney we were getting our minds around the DOUBLE COATED TIM TAM.It came out apparently,due to consumers requests for thicker chocolate for a Tim Tam slam.

Then,I went to the supermarket for some a bits and bobs and what I saw blew.my.freaking.mind!!!!!

A WALL OF TIM TAMS!!!!!!!!!

Excuse the poor picture quality.Felt deranged enough taking photos on my phone,let alone a proper camera.

We have normal,double coated,double coated chewy caramel,normal chewy caramel,dark choc,dark choc mint,black forest,honeycomb and I saw creme brulee somewhere.

Sadly,it's been too bloody warm for a Tim Tam slam.

Sydney!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello sweethearts!

I am now (FINALLY) writing this from Sunny SYDNEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEE!!!! Those of you following me on twitter @msfrangipani will know all the ins and outs of the last few months,those of you that don't do twitter,well sheesh,where do I start?

Firstly I must apologise to my twitter followers.It's been a total roller coaster thanks to the in laws.I thought I was really lucky and blessed to have great in-laws.Turns out I was soooooooo wrong.Now,if someone hurts me I become a fierce beeatch (not the glamorous fierce,the vicious kind) but if someone hurts my loved ones,especially my Scotsman or my wee sister I become a fcuking vengeful FIEND!

So,sorry if my tweets have been a little bitchy.Social networks turn me into a passive-agressive beeatch,and well it's fun to taunt stoopid people,esp if they are shit stirring,mixing little beeatches who follow me on twitter.ha!

It's a long winded story,but let's just say some people have nothing better to do with their time as they are lazy a*holes who can't be bothered to get off their arse at the age of 22 and find a job,hence they feel the need to mix and stir with other people's live and emotions.And it is true,there is ALWAYS a good twin and an evil twin!

The Scotsman's family made our last 2 weeks in Scotland the worst when they should have been the happiest.We both cried veritable oceans,and it all came to a head on his VERY LAST NIGHT when his own twin sister waited till his last few hours to tell him she wasn't coming to our wedding.He begged and pleaded and still she wouldn't budge.I think there's a lot of jealousy coming from his sisters and niece,but c'mon,that's your ONLY brother and uncle?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?

So we spent 48 hours (that's another story) with all this negativity and general crap going through our heads.

I'm really trying to work on just cutting them out of my life and my head but I just can't forgive the hurt they've inflicted on my Scotsman.Now I know I'm biased,but he is honestly the sweetest thing ever.He doesn't have it in him to ever hurt anyone and is too nice for his own damn good sometimes.Maybe that's why his twin is such a beeatch.MIAOW!

Right,I must stop that.Any tips on getting over angry vengeful thoughts please let me know!It's really not me and I hate that they are able to get me so angry and bitchy.

We have now been here 2 weeks and it's been absolute bliss.We've spent nearly every day at the beach.I've probably walked,swam and generally been active more in the last 2 weeks than I have the last 7 years!

We've hardly drank and are eating so uber healthy it's ridiculous.Fingers crossed it keeps up,but this hot weather certainly helps.

Anyways sweets,I just wanted to keep you all updated and let you know I haven't forgotten about this wee corner or the getting healthy issue.

I will be regularly updating this and will post up some photos soon.Till next time.

xoxoxoxox

Aloha petals!

I hope everyone hade a very merry Chrimbo and a debaucherous New Year.

To be completely honest,I'm glad all the festivities are OVAH.I love Xmas and the thought of a new year,but Dec has just been a total whirlwind,what with getting the visa,organising flights,getting the word out back home,starting to pack up the last 7 years of my life and figuring out how to ship the remnants.

Plus there's the emotional whirlwind that goes with such a big move + Christmas.

My 7 years in Glasgow have been a total rollercoaster.I've found it REALLY hard to make friends,a problem I've not had before.I like to think I'm a pretty easygoing,fun person and take pride in being a fantastic friend.The type you can call at 2 in the morning with a crisis (that's the MsFrangipani test of a good friendship).

A lot of my friends were therefore fellow transient travellers/gap yearers and I'm the last standing in Glasgow.

Glasgow itself is a very hard city to get ingratiated to.It can be a horribly racist,ignorant place full of junkies and beggars.Drab and grey,hopeless sometimes even,and when you live in a place affectionately known as 'Govanhell' well,you get the picture.

On the other hand,as much as Glasgow has it's problems,it will always be my second home and I like to think of myself as an honorary Scot or 'Ozwegian' as my in laws have christened me.(I could proudly tick that I can speak and understand Scottish on the Scotland census) I've got a lot of brilliant memories and experiences here and will certainly miss the fact that you can be sitting at a bus stop and within 5 mins get the entire life story of the stranger next to you.

And as for Scotland herself,well she's just the most stunning country I've ever had the pleasure of travelling about.

However,I of course can not wait to come home.7 yrs and 7 months is a long time.

I feel like the last 7 years have been in limbo,and now the Scotsman and I can finally get settled down and start planting roots.

So,bring on 2012.I know it's probably going to be an emotional rollercoaster but a fun,mostly happy one at that.

Best wishes for 2012.xox

FAB News!!!!!!!

I am still laptop-less,have indulged wayyyyyyyy too much over the festive season thus far,but I finally have some GOOD,albeit non weight related news to share.......

THE SCOTSMAN GOT HIS AUSTRALIAN VISA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

After all the stress,tears,angst,empty pockets and emotional binges we are finally on track to be going back to Sydney :))))))))))

BEST Xmas pressie EVER!!!!!!!!

So,I handed in my 4 week notice yesterday and we are looking at going home the first week of Feb,2012.

I can not tell you how unbelievably happy I am,the smile hasn't left my face and I have been on an absolute euphoric natural high since Weds.

Plus I haven't slept much at all in the last few days due to excitement.

As for the weight,I have a feeling it will slowly be falling off now........

Xox



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Computers hate me part deux

Aloha petals!

I have the blue screen of death again so blog posts will be short and sweet till pay day,when I can visit the laptop fix it man.

I have sooooo much to blog about but it will haveto wait till tomorrow.

Xox


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Saturday was our 5 year anniversary and the Scotsman was working 8:00 - 22:00,so we were meant to celebrate yesterday.Turned out to be a pretty fucking shit anniversary.

We should be at our happiest at the moment,making our Aussie plans and getting excited about going away and starting our new life together as husband and wife.

Instead the Scotsman is stressed out to the max and upset and in tears.Now,I have to tell you something......SCOTTISH MEN DO NOT CRY! 7 years I've known this man and I've only seen him cry twice.

It's his fcuking family,primarily his mother.Now,I'm not a mother,but I assumed that being a mother would entail supporting your children no matter what.Loving them no matter what.Supporting their dreams and encouraging them.

Not his mother.There's been a few hurtful,nasty comments made in the past few weeks as we have progressively got closer to the final stages of the visa.His mother is now ill with shingles,and in quite a bad way (nothing life threatening though) and my poor Weegie boy is blaming himself..........as she told him 'It's a stress related illness'.I.e. It's all your fault because you're going away.And that was one of the tamer things she said!

He can't come home and get excited and tell her how things are going as she just throws it in his face and makes negative,hurtful comments.I'm not a violent woman but if I had been there I would've slapped her one!

The most hurtful thing is,it's all coming out now.Nothings ever been said before.I understand they've had 7 years to get used to the idea,and probably thought we would never actually do it,but FFS,that's your son/brother.

I tried to be supportive,I tried to listen and cuddle him and empathise but after a few hours I lost patience.Family shouldn't make you feel like this.It's NOT his fault his mother is ill.Family should be supportive of of another,not make you feel like shit because you're following your dreams.

My family were so different.They positively encouraged my sister and I to travel the world and expand our horizons.Every time I went off travelling they were always full of support and happy for what adventures lay ahead.They didn't burst into tears at the thought of their daughters backpacking to the other side of the world,by themselves!

When I left on my Australia-Scotland overland adventure,they threw a big party for me and everyone made a wee good luck,happy speech for me.In fact,I didn't find out my mother's apprehensions about me backpacking across Russia until after the deed was done and I was safe in Glasgow.And there was absolutely no tears from anyone until the airport departure.FFS,my parents have both their daughters on the other side of the world!

I know that we come from completely different families,my Dad left Germany when he was 21 and my Mama left her island when she was about the same age.They met met in Bali and travelled about the world working until they settled in Oz and fell in love with Sydney.

My Scotsman's family have never left the UK,except for his sister and his niece and they only go to Tenerife or Benidorm.When in Glasgow they barely go beyond their East End bubble.It's such an alien way of life for me,but they seem happy,I just wish they would in turn be happy for the Scotsman and not make it so hard for him to go.

LAST PIECE OF DOCUMENTATION FOR THE SCOTSMAN'S VISA HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just a waiting game now.Happy,happy days :D :D :D :D