When I was younger, Dad would always take us along with him when he went to give blood. We didn’t mind going along because, if we sat patiently through the paperwork and the actual blood donation, we were then allowed to join him for crackers, cheese and juice at the end. They also had lollies and we were completely mad for lollies, so that was usually a big draw card too.
Going along to give blood myself has been on my list of things to do for a long time. I knew when I wrote my list of 101 in 1001 that giving blood would have to be on it. To make sure that I would definitely do it, I added a second reason: to find out my blood type. I’m 30 and I have no idea what my blood type is. Is that common? I feel like I should know.
Anyway, as I have been totally burning through my 101 list and really enjoying it these school holidays, I decided to go ahead and book it while I had both the time and the momentum. The whole thing was pretty easy. I booked it online (if you are in Australia, you can do it at donateblood.com.au) and someone called me to confirm some questionnaire answers. They had time for me to go and do it two hours later, so I had lunch, drank some water and jumped into the car.
I was a bit daunted when I arrived because there was some additional paperwork to fill out when I got there, a quick consultation interview and I was a bit worried that they would say that there would be some problem, such as possibly being anemic, that would prevent me from actually doing it. There weren’t any problems, so I was hooked up to donate and all done within the hour. And I just got a card in the mail telling me my blood type (Tick!)
The staff were so friendly and I was actually really pleased that I did it. Plus there were snacks at the end, which was such a walk down memory lane.
Now I only have to do it about 150 more times to catch up to Dad.
For the last three years, I have had really bad hayfever. Like baaaad hayfever. It starts in early September and just goes on and on. The one-hundred-times-a-day sneezing, the red, itchy eyes, the seriously snotty nose – I am completely fed up with the whole thing. I’ve tried all of the recommended hayfever drugs and all to no avail.
Recently, someone suggested that I try eating some local honey. Apparently eating local honey sourced from within a few kilometres of where you live can reduce the effect of hayfever. My research suggests that you should start taking a spoonful of honey each day in the lead up to spring, but I’m still hopeful that starting now might have some impact.
I bought this jar of ‘Backyard Honey’ from our local super amazing supermarket that has all sorts of unusual things. It is raw honey which means hasn’t been heated so is meant to have good anti-bacterial and anti-fungal properties. The tag says that it is more effective in allergy reduction and it is made super local to us, so that is also promising. Plus it tastes yum, which is really not surprising. So fingers are crossed!
Photo by Jason Long
I can’t think of the last time I had a magazine subscription. I think it might have been when I was a child and went through a bit of a stamp collecting phase. There was a magazine that Australia Post used to send out featuring kids and things about stamps. Now that I think about it, when I was slightly older, I had a subscription to Horselovers Magazine and I used to hang out for each edition of that.
But since then, it has been a while since I’ve had a physical magazine delivered to my house on a regular basis.
When Dylan and I drove over to Port Willunga recently, I took along a copy of Peppermint Magazine. I’d never read it before, but by the end of the long weekend, I was hooked and wanted more. As it is only a quarterly magazine, I saved it and read it several more times as I waited for the next edition to come out. I love the eco-friendly lifestyle focus of the magazine, without being too … hippie. Educational, without being preachy or judgmental. The articles it contained were very practical and even the advertisements were for things that I was interested in, rather than being the pages that I normally skip over at the end of other magazines.
So I bit the bullet and subscribed to it. Another thing crossed off my 101 in 1001 list. It wasn’t particularly expensive, given that there are only four issues a year, and it is something that I’m really looking forward to receiving. It has got me thinking about what a great gift magazine subscriptions are, as they are something to make the receiver smile throughout the year.
And that’s another item crossed off the List.