Yananyi Dreaming

While I was visiting Uluṟu recently I had the chance to take home some artwork with me. Something to remember my time by. I saw a few I liked, but nearly missed out completely as we were initially focused on getting something both Dee-Anne and I liked – and we simply couldn’t agree. On the last full day I saw a work in progress though and decided no matter what, I’d take it.

Francine Kulitja

When I saw it at first it was still in progress, but I expressed an interest and luckily by the end of the day, it was complete.

I’m not sure what drew me to it exactly, although I do like dot paintings and having previously kept lizards in Hong Kong I expect it was that. However the biggest revelation was to come when I got home.

On a whim, I decided to google the artist, Francine Kulitja. Naturally, there’s not a lot of information available online, but her work (that is similar to mine) was announced as inspiration for a tourism business in Uluṟu late last year. In that announcement it mentions that her mother, Rene Kulitja, is famous for a Qantas plane design. Suddenly my choice of artwork comes full circle, as I have always had a love for the Boeing 737-800 Yananyi Dreaming, and soon I shall have art on my wall that evokes a familiar feeling.

Dougie Howser

I’ve felt a little like Dougie Howser this week, where at the end of each episode he sits at his computer and contemplates what he has learnt. In a not too dissimilar position I’m also contemplating a life and death decision. That of my dog.

She’s 16 and a half and getting quite frail, and as she lives with me I have the ultimate responsibility, the only discretion, in whether she continues living or is put down. It’s not a decision I am looking forward to making.

While we were away at Uluru recently she was in a kennel, a supposedly very good one. However she came back with a UTI (urinary tract infection) and that necessitated a trip to the vets for some antibiotics. The vet informed me that she had very little muscle left in her hind legs and was very thin, the latter of which I knew already. She’s dropped to 18kg. It was suggested to me that she would be in pain, but wouldn’t tell me she was and would keep on doing her best for as long as she could. This I’m told wouldn’t be fair to her.

Trouble is, when I look at her she’s happy to see me, she doesn’t whimper and she does get up and move around. Sure, she’s a little weak in the legs sometimes, but she is the equivalent of 112 years old!

Over the past few days she’s had good and bad times. Bad times are when I find her effectively shivering, unsure if it’s cold or a muscle spasm. I don’t want to prolong her life if she’s in pain, but I don’t want to end it if she isn’t and I don’t want this decision in my hands.

If euthanasia is illegal, why can I put down my dog? Our bond is just as strong.

I have people to talk to, but at the same time I don’t want to speak about it. I have too many questions.


I finally had my braces put on earlier this week, so now starts the first year of braces… before surgery. It has been 3 days and I am getting use to the feeling, and do think that I might be able to start eating harder foods again soon, but my biggest grievance with them right now are the inside of my cheeks getting caught and cut up on them.

In a couple weeks I get to start using elastics 80% of the time, which should make life even more fun. And if you were around me right now, you’d have fun trying to understand me as I attempt to not move my lips.


I joined the gym near my house yesterday. Dee-Anne found a deal online that waived the joining fee, gave me two weeks free gym, her 2 weeks free for referring me and if I signed on for a 12-month contract it’s just $12.95 a week. So… I figured it was about time I made the jump and started to get in better shape.

The gym is Snap Fitness, and as part of my membership I can use any of their gyms nationwide (and overseas). They’re 24 hours too, so I can go for late night workouts to avoid crowds. But they seem to be just a gym, no pool or sauna facilities like you’d find in a heath club. I’ll somehow survive.

They’re also a Qantas partner, so I do get some points for my ongoing membership… however they’re so minuscule they hardly factored into my decision. Just icing on the cake really.

Welcome Back

It has been 137 days since my last blog post here, and seeing as I am paying for the hosting I thought I better use it.

Ultimately, there’s no excuse for my laziness in not posting, however I have been very busy and at some stage not long ago all that pressure did get too much, at least briefly. This week I see a psychiatrist, and I also graduate from my degree. I’m still studying my bachelors degree though, and I’m looking ahead to what comes next, perhaps a Grad Dip.

Of course the biggest change from 137 days ago is that I’m now married. To me, nothing has changed, it’s just another piece of paper signifying a new relationship level, but the day was quite a fun one and when I get hold of photos I’ll be sure to share them.

As a footnote, I’ve got two new sites now. Wunala.com is what I will use as my main family site, although how I use it hasn’t been decided yet; while nattoboy.com stems from my love of the sticky fermented soybeans from Japan, and will be a food blog.


I’ve missed roughly a days worth of Epilim and honestly, want to be done with it and continue not taking it. That said, I also like driving and I can’t without taking it, so am back on the drugs, but I hate having to take it every day, it’s so much work.

My Website Vision

For a while now I’ve had a website vision, which isn’t anywhere near to coming together, but I wanted to share for you what I envision for myself and family. Essentially, using a subdomain I want to manage a website for the family. This would be something like sam.heathfield.com for my blog and szesze.heathfield.com for Sze Sze’s blog or even penny.heathfield.com if Penny was interested. This sort of structure would focus each area a little more, with perhaps www.heathfield.com being a mixture of everything, as it seems to be now between myself and Penny.

Unfortunately, heathfield.com is already taken, by a domain squatter no less, so I’d imagine buying that would cost a fair bit and probably wouldn’t be a good use of money, there’s also the issue that Heathfield isn’t the only name my family goes by. Dad and Sze Sze are Rowlinson’s, and incorporating them into the family domain would be vital I think.

The solution would be to merge the names together in some way, and I think the best way would be a domain I’ll never own, “Heathrow” – combining Heathfield and Rowlinson. So I have to come up with an alternative, and I’m even considering Heathrow still but not a dot com. There are org’s for organisations, that’s not us, com.au’s for Australian dot com’s, that’s sort of us, but it’s not as classy.