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Former American city girl now living in the bush in Australia. I am a freelance column writer for a Central Queensland newspaper. I love my life, I love my kids, and I love being a Yank in Oz. PageRank

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Blogging American MOVING!

April 2nd 2011 01:01
Blogging American MOVING!



Hey all, I've moved my blog over to Wordpress.com. It's under the name 'Yank In Oz' since that is what my original column is called. Seem to have a better go of things there. Come visit and subscribe. First 100 subscribers get a toast in my first vlog.


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When Rednecks Dine Out (#2)

March 22nd 2011 08:02
Recently, while attending a friend’s wedding, I realized that although I know all of the countries in Europe and that a cat has thirty-two muscles in each ear, that doesn’t exactly make me cultured. I am what you would call uncultured, or a philistine – which I think sounds much prettier.


So anyway, we were all sitting down to dinner and I realized (as I did at the posh restaurant my husband and I visited) that there were two sets of cutlery. And since I had too much of a life to actually research this topic since my first encounter with it, I still had no idea what was what.
Then came the dilemma; they served a kebab.

Now, I’ve never rolled in high society but I’m pretty sure kebabs they aren’t on Gordon Ramsey’s menu. And since they are essentially chunks of meat on a really big toothpick, I picked it up and began to eat. Upon seeing this, others at the table gave a combined sigh of relief that someone had done it first and picked up theirs as well.

Now I’m normally not one to just shuck convention, but I came to the conclusion that it looked sillier to try and cut the meat off the stick than to eat with my hands. So that began a conversation, at the table, about what is proper, which fork to use first and so on; and the general consensus was that although some knew what was right and some didn’t, no one really cared.

Which brings me to my next point; the rule about holding a wine glass by the stem and not the ‘bowl’ as it’s referred to. I’ve been told that when you hold it by the bowl, the heat from your hand can affect the flavour of the wine. I understand this if you are perhaps in Bordeaux, France sipping on a $200 dollar bottle of la France’s best, but if you bought the bottle with a twenty note or poured it from a bladder, I may just slap you if you hold it by the stem.

I’d like to think that one day I’ll be so rich that when I hold a wine glass by the bowl, instead of people saying, “Oh, isn’t she uncultured,” they’ll say, “Oh, isn’t she rebellious.”


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For those that know me, you know that I love all creatures great and small. From the majestic kookaburra to even the spurned cane toad (I know, I know) there aren’t many things I shy away from. I’ve raised tadpoles, saved praying mantes from a certain death at the hands of a two-year-old and hand fed wild magpies that returned my kindness by swooping me the minute they had offspring.

But there are a few of God’s creations that are guaranteed to meet the business end of a shoe or whatever spray bottle I can get my hands on – if they have the audacity to roam across my path. Coming in at the bottom of the list is flies. Annoying? Yes. Gross, double yes. Hi! I’m Mortein, have we met


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Can I lay-by my new eyeglasses?

December 15th 2010 03:44
To say that my eyesight is just bad would be like saying Australian summers are just sort of hot. My husband tells me that if he ever gets really mad at me, he’ll just hide my glasses and move the furniture around.

So while I was out shopping the other day, I decided to stop and get an idea of how much it would cost me to get an eye exam and new specs. After perusing the multitude of frames on the wall a woman approached and asked if I needed help


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Politics, schmolotics.

November 22nd 2010 01:48
So people have asked me why I never talk about politics in my column. Well, besides the fact that I don’t truly understand the Australian government, I’ve become quite apathetic over the years with American politics.

I was too young in the Nixon through the Reagan years to care or vote, and then came George Bush Sr. Need I say more? And don’t even get me started on Clinton. I found it very hard to respect a guy that not only was married at the time it happened, but couldn’t find the gumption to keep his pants fastened while he held the most important job in the country. Four years Bill, that’s all we asked for. Run our country and leave the interns alone


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Every once in a while people ask me what I do for a living. Well, first and foremost I am a mum. But when asked what my job is, I believe the answer is more complex.

Am I writer? Sure. Am I a columnist? Of course. But I think the definition of what I do extends beyond such simple explanations. Sometimes, I’m an educator; helping people understand how best not to tick me off. Other times, I’m a comedian; finding humour in parts of life that otherwise might tick me off


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So, the Commonwealth Games are in full swing and Australia is racking up gold medals faster than Hollywood celebs and rehab stints.

Now, I’m not exactly a huge sports fan. I’ll watch the occasional rugby game, I like to play volleyball and I’ve been known to whoop a few butts at Snakes and Ladders, but that’s about as far as it goes


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Revenge on the telemarketers

October 10th 2010 00:55
You know the feeling. You’ve just sat down to tea, have your hands full with the kids or are outside hanging the wash when it happens...the phone rings. You drop what you’re doing, run to the phone and answer it, only to hear, “Hello. Am I speaking to the homeowner?”

So let’s get the formalities out of the way so I can say what I really want to say. Yes, we know these people are only doing their job. Yes, we understand they may be actually offering an amazing service or product


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I ran into a friend of mine, Kathy, the other day. Since we hadn’t seen each other in a few months, I recounted the Donovan family adventures over the past few months. I told her about our short stint up north living on a large property that was a few hours from town, or “the nearest Coca-Cola retailer” as I had put it.

“Let me get this straight,” Kathy had said. “You judge how far out in the bush you are by how close you are to the closest store that sells Coke


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My vampire beats your werewolf!

September 24th 2010 01:52
Well, I had successfully avoided it for the past five years but finally have joined ranks with the other 100 million people that have fallen into the Twilight vortex. And no one is more surprised than I am.

When the phenomenon hit, I immediately turned up my nose and dug my heels in, refusing to even consider, considering it as prose worthy of the kind of attention it was receiving. I mean, it was about vampires, for Pete’s sake. So as I listened to everyone around me excitedly talk about the books and subsequent movies and watched grown women with teenage children fawn over teenage vampires, I was even more determined to not fall prey


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