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Pearls Of Wisdom Life Coaching

Locality: Perth, Western Australia

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21.01.2022 You know the book I was writing? Well I lost the book!! I was besides myself as I have worked so hard on it. Sean kept asking me the same question! Where di...d I put it? Was it backed up! Where was my back up? If I knew all this, I would fucking find the book myself! Shayna went through every file on my computer - it was gone 231 pages of my life gone. Hours and hours of writing - gone! At these crazy times I always ask G-d if he knows where my book is, I am actually being very serious, and then if for some reason it is infact gone, I will believe it was meant to be. It is a very simplistic way to live, but it is also a very secure way to feel. I spent 3 whole days looking for this book! And then I suddenly thought to look in my sent items to my friend Lisa in Israel and there for some reason was my book!!! An attachment to an email written last year. So I found my book and funnily enough it was on that day that Lisa in Israel had sent a few chapters the book a friend in Cape Town to read. Gary who is a talented writer enjoys my writing, and that is a huge complement. He suggested to Lisa, who told me that I should write the book in a certain way. That I should write as I speak and not as if I was writing a book. I just had to be Lara, and jump right in. So that first book was written for a reason. It was written so that someone wiser than me, could give me some great advice. To NOT write that book and so I started all over again. Chapter 1 page 1 and just as things are getting super juicy, and I was getting into a rhythm, I now have to go back to work on Tuesday, and I can’t spend hours writing To make matters worse I decided to read the first few chapters of my NEW book to Sean. He just sat there, listening to me read out the most revealing and crazy stories about my life. I looked at him for any kind of response, I even asked him if he was smiling on the inside, and if he likes what I wrote? And in his quiet Sean voice he answered, La I have been married to you for 30 years. I have known you for 40 years. I KNOW all these stories, I was IN most of them, and I know how they will end. So I asked, must I keep on writing this new book this way? I was shitting myself to hear the answer as he was the one and only person who could say this book is not going to happen He simply replied you have a story to tell ... tell it, and people will love it And he left the room to go watch his 457th episode of a mini series where he lives someone else’s life.

19.01.2022 I am naturally untidy, and to be honest, it is an absolute miracle that I am such a success in business and life. I have been diagnosed as ADHD, and I am sure ...that is why I battled SO much at school. I simply couldn't get a university entrance. My brain couldn’t slow down enough to get my notes in order and study for exams. I once went to kinesiologist, and she said that the area in my body that copes with admin is blocked. Her diagnosis was accurate, my admin skills are not great, yet I am a success in business and life, and my home is organised. Most importantly my relationships are solid and priceless. I have unique strengths that do not require neatness. But G-d help me if I have to cook for a Shabbat, if you walk into my kitchen it looks like I have catered for a small county, the mess!!! However, the evening is a great success, and my food is outstanding, my table looks like it comes out of House and Home, and still I am all over the place, but when the chaos lands, it all comes perfectly together. I always said if I could ask for three things, I would want to come back as: Naturally thin Naturally tidy and Naturally clever. I have asked for the same things for year's, I have never changed my request, as I know if I changed these three things, my life would be a whole lot better. I think that the message here is that there is genius in madness. I have found a way to make it work. Although, I drove my husband mad today as he just lost his shit at the chaos. I don’t think I can change, I can try, I can try hard, but my mental health tends to have a block in one area, and extraordinary ability’s in the other. Being disorganised is not my downfall; it just leaves my brain space to be brilliant in the area it is needed. Now I have to go and make friends with my husband who is at his whits ends with his wife, but you can be assured that by the time I am finished saying sorry, he will be the happiest man in Mandurah.

17.01.2022 The pink elephant in the room. For as long as I can remember at the end of the year I have asked my customers, patients or clients what they were doing for the... holidays. The answers were elaborate. In detail they would describe their anticipated holidays. There were overseas trips, cruses, adventures and massive family gatherings. Peoples faces lit up with excitement and anticipation. This year I have not asked the question, because people are not going anywhere. They don’t have a holiday to describe and a lot of them can’t be with their families due to hard border restrictions. So I simply don’t ask. We used to cruise. It was the only way we went on holiday. I have ‘clothes for a cruise.’ Now those clothes hang in Shaynas cupboard as I really have no idea when we will cruise again. But there is an upside. We are extremely lucky in Perth. We live without restrictions, they are almost non existent. The only time I put on a mask and gloves is to nurse for Sean. I still use hand sanitizer, but my hands have aged 10 years. This week I had to buy toilet paper for the first time since lock down. I smiled as I casually walked up to the toilet paper, took one packet and put it in my trolley. Staying home is comfortable, Perth is safe and COVID doesn’t exist. Our economy is flourishing as people are spending their money here in Perth, instead of over east or overseas. We are extremely lucky. People are also making an effort to enjoy the city they are living in. On a personal note, I can’t get to my son in NY and he can’t get to me. But for now there is face time. I am not a big fan of face time as I have seen NY upside down dangling from David’s pocket. I get so close to his face that I am dying to neaten his beard. So as much as face time helps, it certainly doesn’t replace a holiday to NY. And so the 2020 madness continues. The pink elephant remains in my office, making sure I don’t ask questions that may leave people awkward or sad. This holiday season, more than any other holiday season, we need to check in on our friends. This could be a lonely hard time for them. RU OK may not be enough. Wishing you all a wonderful holiday season and may 2021 bring normality.

17.01.2022 How many photos do you hate of yourself? How many photos do you delete of yourself before the you find one that is just OK. Even then, you have a filter on it..., or you have put the chosen photo through Facetune, for a quick 5 kilo loss and a nip, tuck and smooth. Why do we only see the fat or ugly parts of ourselves when we see our own photo. We are almost embarrassed to like a photo of ourselves. As women, we are so critical of ourselves. To look at a photo and think, hmmm I look sexy in that photo. That photo is STUNNING! We wouldn’t allow ourselves to see that, even worse verbalize it. I have been trained to accept myself by a dear friend. We send #rightnow photos to each other. No filter, no dress up, just #rightnow and it is a wonderful way to see yourself as others see you #rightnow. No filter required. If you had to choose a photo of yourself that would be on the cover of your book, would want it to an authentic photo of you. Would you want it to be funny or serious? What would you wear, where would you sit or stand and would you smile, be serious or maybe decide to put a photo of a daisy on your cover instead of your own face. This Saturday I was at the hairdresser at 9am having my hair done. And as I was sitting in that chair looking in the mirror at my face, I willed my face to wake up and go down as it had to be ready to be on the cover of my own book. My hair was done and now I had to do my makeup. I love doing my make up and I am good at it. I find it relaxing and I know how to couture, make my lips look voluptuous and sexy and my jaw line look chiseled. But I am 52 Overweight Wrinkled and on this particular day I had pimples. Do I wear, black, color, show cleavage, formal or casual. If my book is a success, this will be the first thing people will see when they pick it up. That cover, my photo will be seen over and over again. Maybe that Daisy could be a better idea. I desperately wanted to loose 20 kilos before I had these photos taken, but then the book would never be published. In today’s times with filters, no one even knows what people look like in real life. My book is called No filter required , so the last thing I would do is put a filter on my photo, after all when I get that invitation to be on the Ellen Show I want people to recognize me. Not think, oh my fuck is that what she looks like in real life? So I invited Julie Wilken Kerbel to come into my home to photograph me, and Sean. I have a natural confidence. But poor Sean, he had to smile, be funny, relax and love me and at 9am he had to fake most of that. But Julie took over 300 photos and we are hoping that ONE is that perfect smile for the front cover of my book.

16.01.2022 I really get all this social distancing. I was never a big hugger, I often felt that because of my size, if I lent in to hug someone I would smother them with m...y voluptuous breast. As far as kissing goes, on the one hand kissing the air is a waste of time, and on the other hand If you kiss me on the lips, I might slap you. The thing I am really battling with social distancing is, everyone whispers. This morning I went to get a take away coffee, I texted my order, I kept my 2m distance and as I walked up to the coffee shop I said ‘good morning’ in a normal Lara cheerful voice. OMG!! Everyone looked down at the road and whispered back ‘good morning.’ I then went into the shop, and whispered - ‘a flat white for Lara please’ I left my house with a normal voice and 10 min later I was whispering!!!! This whispering is more contagious than COVID-19. I got into my car and yes, I drive a convertible. This is not a joke! I am law abiding and no where did our amazing PM mention that you can’t drive a convertible. OMG!! It was as if I was riding a unicorn down the main road in Perth. I started whispering to myself in my own mind. Maybe I should put my roof back on ... whisper, whisper ... Yes Lara!! no one else has roof down ... whisper, whisper But it is such a lovely day .... oh for fk sake this is simply too hard, I pulled off the road and enclosed myself in the safety of my car and drove to the Galleria! The reason why I had left my house in the first place was because I needed 3 things. I needed a medical script filled and while I was at the pharmacy, I bought a nail file as I hadn’t filed my own nails in over 20 years, a clip for my hair as it is out of shape and a FLY SWATTER. Now that I am home ALL THE TIME I have noticed we have FLIES and they are driving me mad. So I quickly ran down stairs to Red Dot and I said in my normal voice. Excuse me, sorry to worry you but .... it was if I threw a bucket of ice cold water on the shop assistant.She actually ducked!! WTF!!!! Oh ye, I was speaking in a normal voice. So I whispered ‘sorry to worry you but do you have a fly swatter?’ You laugh, when you go out, notice how the first thing a person loses during this pandemic is their voice, and then little muscles on the back of the neck weaken forcing their neck to drop, as everyone looks down. Walking through Perth was like walking in mute. So I came home, took my happy pills, told Sean I needed a new car, clipped up my hair, filed my nails and killed 4 flies and now I am on my bed listening to Adele and singing on the top of my voice, I don’t have a good voice, but I haven’t lost the voice I have. So I may not hug you, I definitely won’t kiss you. Shaking hands is off limits. But... I most definitely will greet you with a smile and a warm hello, because people! WE CAN’T STOP SMILING Btw - there is a reason why I post my own photos, it is not because I am vain, it is because I am real, and why would I use someone else’s photos on my stories.

15.01.2022 Should I stay or should I go. Wow!!! I have never spent so much time changing my mind. From being a decisive person, always happy to advise and support other...s. I simply don’t have the answers, nor do I know where to find the right answers. My son David was coming home from New York for a wedding of his good friends in Bali and then to see his parents, that’s me and grandparents in Perth. My mom has had major surgery to her neck, and my dad is ... my dad so David REALLY wanted to see us all. So this trip was not your average trip home. He wasn’t just popping in for a casual visit and I didn’t know when he would see us again. I was so excited - his room was perfect. We had bought him new boots to welcome him home. Food - you can just imagine. The most stunning cuts of good quality meet, which he could barbi as he wished. Biltong, 16 different kinds of oven chips and Pepsi Max in cartons. I even had my car cleaned as he hasn’t driven for months. Then ... should I stay or should I go? We must have discussed this for hours, not just any hours, but particularly from 2am - 5.37am! He really didn’t want to miss his friends wedding in Bali and he wanted to see his family and friends in Perth. But! just as he was leaving for the airport, and with such a heavy heart I said, DON’T come! I said this for these reasons. Would he be able to get back into America, particularity where he is living New York! If he left America and couldn’t get back, would he lose his dream job and would he G-d forbid infect his grandparents with this dreadful, life threatening disease. We didn’t have the RIGHT answer, we didn’t have a magic ball, we just had to make the right decision for our family. I kept saying we have been given the same information as the rest of the world and at the same. Based on the information we are given, what is the best thing for him to do? I desperately wanted to see him. So when I said DON’T COME HOME! I was crying and I think so was he. He is now in lockdown in an apartment in New York far away from us, and we will never know if we made the right decision. Should I stay or should I go? You will already know I hate shopping!!! I simply don’t go. I am that person who runs out of toilet paper ever when there was no Corona Virus. I was that person who filled a trolley to its brim, not because of the Corona virus, just so I didn’t have to go to the shops again. I am used to not having things in my pantry and resorting to an invention test. Should I stay or should I go? Today for the first time I went to the shops at 8am to get fucking toilet paper! Out dental practice SmileOnPerth is a small botique practice so we can easily close down without effecting fellow Australians and their financial well beings. So guess what this ‘beauty belle’ did? I closed the practice!!! I cancelled all our patients and Sean and I were going to lie low. Should I stay or should I go... After realizing that I was the only one closing, and that there were 6 additional new safety messages that I could take to ensure the safety of Sean and myself as well as our patients I re-opened 2 days later. I know!! MADNESS! The thought of staying home with Sean for longer that I had to, was an important factor in my decision making But there were other important factors that I had to weigh up. I know I sound insane but at a time when everything is insane and everyone is just doing what they can to survive, insane seems to be the new norm. I just didn’t know what to do. Should I cancel Pesach? I was having 20 people and unless we all sat in separate rooms, it was not logistically possible. So I have 14 kilos of frozen chicken soup and enough lamb to feed a small village, and I am not having a big Pesach Saddar. Shayna lives in Sydney and I haven’t see her for a year. She is coming to see us and my parents. Her room is ready, I have bought her a new black jacket to welcome her home, and she too is getting my clean car to drive She is also a wedding and events planner, so her life is crumbling around her,so I want to love and spoil her. But what advice do I give her? It is also once again a BIG risk for her to see my parents. Should she stay or should she go... Even if there are flights it is a risk on so many levels. So I can see our time together slipping away. So many decisions to make and there are no clear answers. My heart says one thing, my head says another and the Corona Virus still dictates. I am writing this, NOT to complain but to share with you and that you are NOT alone. That you are not making the wrong or right decision. We are all just trying to do what is right for ourselves, our families and the community we live in. All based on the information we have been given. Sending you all so much love and strength and just be kind to each other as we are all living in the same madness just trying to do the right thing.

15.01.2022 This is a reply to a text a received today from a friend. For reference I have posted the original text below. Hi Thanks a million for checking up on us. ... It is so important to stay in contact and connect with people. This week I ‘went in’ for coffee with 3 different friends. We make a time, get a coffee, I even get dressed and put on mascara, turn on our phone to FaceTime, and at this point I realize just how shit we look no matter what position we hold the phone. It is like all our body parts are on steroids. At one point I needed to use my hands so I placed the phone between my knees. OMG!! This is the worst place to hold a phone! But it was fun, my one friend walked me though her home. It was so awsome as we have been brilliant friends for 15 years and that was the first time I saw her whole house. You don’t go to people’s homes for dinner and say do you mind if I see your guest bedroom and your husbands wooden toilet seat. So this is the wonders of meeting a friend for coffee at home. Our Pesach seder was lovely. Shayna loves doing the seder, Sean reads the Hebrew prayers and I just hum away as I know all the songs. 1st night we spent with my parents on FaceTime - they live 7min down the road, ye crazy times. 2nd we did with David on FaceTime. It was 8am his time 8pm our time and we all looked tiered and squeezed out enough enthusiasm on both ends. Speaking of David, thanks for asking. He is in an apartment in NY, and you now date without leaving your apartment. I said ‘David’ I see on the TV that a person dies every minute in NY! They show trolley after trolley of body bags! He replies ‘mom, thank G-d I don’t know any of those people who have passed away. Yes we have closed up shop! I have everything a girl could want and I am envious of no one! But honestly I would love to go to work. To get dressed up and go be corporate. To have that mental stimulation that you simply can’t get from Facebook. I don’t know what day it is and I would happily have my nails done though the slot of a mailbox. For that matter I would lie on my back with my legs in the air just so that I can get a pedicure as well. Yes Shayna is here, it so lovely to have her and she is adapting quickly to the life in the Slotar Hotel. She has managed to find the bell for room service and hotel management with ease. She also resorts to social media posts, either to rave about a meal, or the other night she made a not so favorable comment about the TV we watch. Yes! She video’s me singing I will Survive into a mic of a corn on a cob and streamed that live on Instagram! You will be pleased to know that Sean had moved back into our bedroom and I am sleeping much better with him there beside me. Although the other night he kicked me so hard. WTF!!! I cried out, to which he said sorry ‘he was kicking the tennis ball across the court’. My husband has played more interactive sport in his dreams than he has played in his life! Shayna is kind enough to do our shopping and as I mentioned before I am preparing healthy food around the clock. Our fridge is so diverse and healthy and our salads are so sophisticated, that we have radishes, chives and parsley in our salads!!! Simply a day in the life of Lara.

14.01.2022 If you ever catch me staring. 1. I am admiring your outfit, hair, piercing or tattoo. 2. Trying to figure out if I know you. 3. I think you are gorgeous and ...I can’t help myself. 4. Staring into space and I haven’t realized that I am staring at a living person So often people jump to conclusion, without thinking for one single minute that perhaps they are simply reading a situation wrong. It is not always about you, it could be that someone is dazing off into their own world. They have not noticed your ungroomed feet or broken hand bag. The amount of times that I thought I was being looked up and down or judged has caused me such stress and anxiety, I used to walk into a room full of people and think that the whole room was judging the size of my ass, the color of my hair or if my outfit is s appropriate to wear to a school meeting. My worst was carrying my plate back to the table after serving up from a buffet. I could hear screams of, does she really need it, she is on her way to diabetes. Eventually I used to get Sean to carry my plate across the dance floor. Later on in life I now believe that it is more important to be looked over, than over looked. Darling, I insist .... please stare! Notice me! When I chat opening to women they admit that they feel less admirered, younger people think we are mad wasting our time getting our hair colored, eyelashes curled and nails painted in ‘hot I want to have sex RED’ They are embarrassed to say they wanted porcelain veneers, as people would think they were vain. I want to be seen, noticed and admired, I want people to enjoy me, and I want to enjoy them. I love my friends, I embrace their bodies, clothes and jewelry. We take joy in celebrating each other. I remember when we packed up my grans room to move her to a retirement village, I realized that she was not just my gran, she was a women, with a favorite color and a favorite dress. She may have been a 75 year granny, but she was still a women. She was not just my gran. When people get to a certain age they are over looked. Unless they are completely eccentric, like me, and then I take the risk of being judged, not that I care anymore. Darling stare all you like, I am women, hear me roar

14.01.2022 This is the first page of my book. No Filter Required. By: Pearl Lara Slotar If you told me 20 years ago that I would write a book, I would have said you wer...e mad. If you told me 5 years ago that I'd be writing blogs that would be enjoyed by people all over the world, I wouldn’t have believed you. Why? Because throughout my school life, and later into my adult life, I was told over and over again that I would never amount to anything. That I may be able to speak well, but I can’t spell, and to this day, I can’t read. Seriously, I can’t read books. While writing my life story, I kept telling myself that I should read someone else’s autobiography to see how they approached it, but it just hasn't happened. I have 2 books sitting next to my bed. I am on page 13 of the first book. I remember that as 13 is both my birthdate, and my lucky number, and I am on page 22 of the second book. So writing a book was NEVER on my 'things to do' list. It simply happened. This whole project started with a Facebook post that I chose to make public. I started writing, and people responded, and followers urged me to compile a book of all my blogs. But why would I do that? That was not my story, those blogs were moments, and didn't reflect who I really was. I would do or see something, and I would just write about it, but my real story is so much bigger than that. So, I started to write a book. Throughout my story, I have scattered in blogs that you have laughed at that I have written over the years, and I've included pearls of wisdom that I live by. This is me....unfiltered. I was born without a ‘pause’ button. I don’t use many semicolons. I was born with bi-polar and, over the last 52 years, it has frequently caused chaos. Never mind not pausing before jumping into the water, instead, I have constantly found myself in hot water. My G-d, I have lived, but I am so damn lucky I survived. I am your average, middle-aged woman married to the same man for 30 years. I have been with him for 40 years and I am 52 years old. You do the maths. I am not going to make fun of our marriage, or tell you that you get less time for murder. Why do people think that is funny? It is not like it is an original line. For me, my marriage is simply showing us all that it is not how you start, but how you finish. I have 2 kids, a girl and a boy, and they are all grown up and have left home. I actually can’t believe that 20 years ago we schlepped halfway across the world from Johannesburg to Perth, and we now have a 29 year old daughter living in Sydney, and a 26 year old son living in New York! This is a perfect case of we plan and G-d laughs. My husband and kids have been through so much with me, from mental health issues to addictions, and I am not talking about a bad day here or there. I am also a workaholic which took its toll on my family life and demanded acceptance and understanding from my husband and kids. It's usually the man who is the workaholic but, in our family, I nearly drove my husband to death. He always said, "La, I wanted to be a dentist, but you wanted an empire, and so I built one." As you begin this book, there will be times that you think to yourself, "Oh my G-d, how could she write that? What will her family say?" You can relax as I'd never say anything to embarrass the people I love best. However, I've made it my mission to share my life journey, and the unfiltered version of it. It's the only way I can remain true to myself. I was chatting to a neighbour recently. I really didn’t know him well at all. He is currently homeschooling his 2 kids under the age of 6 and he was freaking out. Every morning he is going mad with his kids, and we were discussing if we could hear them going off in the morning. He looked at me, this well-groomed, middle-aged woman who almost always wore black, who drove a silver convertible with the roof down. He knew I was Jewish, so I wonder if he thought I was conservative in my outlook on life, and if I was ever tempted to do anything so-called naughty. He quietly confessed that, during this pandemic, he had actually considered drinking at 10 am. Nothing major, just a beer, and he stressed that he had never actually done it, but it was just a thought. He looked at me, possibly hoping that I'd proclaim that a pandemic counted as special circumstances, and that I'd agree that drinking at 10 am was OK. To which I replied, "Darling, this time 2 years ago, by 10 am I had already downed a half-bottle of Johnny Walker Double Black, and I was not homeschooling anyone. I am the last person to judge.

11.01.2022 For those of you who don’t know this, and would never believe this about me, I am more of an INTROVERT than an EXTROVERT. That does not mean I lack confidence ...or self esteem, it just means that I am happiest at home, I can be on my own for hours and I prefer not to mingle in a big crowds or make small talk. I am still loud, and I get very excited about life, but after that I need to go home to simply, be! It doesn’t mean that I am unable to to be in big crowds, it just means that my authentic self prefers to stay at home enjoying my music on loud, Sean and my dogs. It means that I can stay home for 48 hours without getting cabin fever. Being an introvert does not mean I don’t like people, on the contrary I love people. I love one on one conversations with my close friends with no fore play or holding back. BUT For years I didn’t know this about myself, I drank to get through a party. I got smashed to be the bell of the ball and have a good time. I behaved in a way that was not my authentic self, a way of pleasing the world, and punishing me. I couldn’t accept that this forced feeling was so uncomfortable that it was making me sick. I hurt my family to make strangers love me, and embarrassed myself beyond words. SO After all this, I am fine if a have to self quarantine as I have been preparing for this for 5 years. My darling sister knows that I don’t go to the shops, so she bought me 24 rolls of toilet pater and I am good to go. I have the park accross the road with me favorite coffee van and I am grateful that, because I am living the best life for me. I am healthy, strong and I believe in G-d. I am confident that myself and the people I love will get through this Corona Virus crisis. I wish you and your loved ones well.

11.01.2022 To all the stunning ladies in my life. My family, those who I have socialized with, loved, mentored or worked with. If you have been in my company, you will know I celebrate all kinds of beautiful. Check your price tag.

11.01.2022 Sean and I have separated, at a time like this it is the best thing we could do. We discussed it, and it was an amicable decision. In addition to this we hav...e separated from Shayna as well. It is for the best. And here is why - I go to bed at 8.30pm and I don’t watch TV. Sean goes to bed at 11pm and he is in love with another family as he is onto episode 84 of - I don’t even know the name of the series, but says the Granny in the show reminds him of ME!!! I couldn’t have asked for a more loving complement. He says I purr when I sleep and when I turn over I take the whole duvet with me. In a normal world this is all acceptable but when you are trying to make the long days shorter, you need SPACE and lots of it!! I am awake and out of bed at 8am and he can sleep till 12pm!! And when he wakes up he eats breakfast and I am onto my 4th meal. Now remember Sean and I are used to being together 24/7 but this is next level! And so during this time of isolation we decided to split! We now sleep in separate bedrooms! This has been the best thing we could have done. The best arrangement for our marriage. In fact I think I could win the Nobel peace prize. Our home is relaxed, harmonious and peaceful. I am up, coffee has been made and the dogs have been fed. In bedroom 2 Shayna is up and on a conference call to Sydney. And yes! You guessed it Beauty Bell is still fast asleep. We are lucky enough to have 3 bedrooms in our home, but I would put a bunk bed in the garage to make sure that arrangement worked. Sean and I have been married for 30 years and we have never slept apart, but desperate times calls for desperate measures. Stay safe and healthy and remember that 2 meter distance applies to everybody FOREVER IN LOVE

09.01.2022 Proudly acknowledging International Women’s Day.

09.01.2022 I have learnt doggie sign language. With Shayna in Sydney and David in New York, our dogs are our our children. Actually they have always been our children. ... Those three little shelty faces melt our hearts. But Dreamer our oldest little girl is mute, she simply doesn’t speak, yet we understand everything she ‘says’. Now sadly at twelve and a half she is deaf. Completely deaf and we have had to adapt ourselves to her limitations. Sean and I have learnt to express ourselves in doggy sign language. We know how to approach her without scarring her. But most of all we do not leave her out of our lives. She is included in everything we do with her siblings and friends and we just take extra care that she knows when we are leaving a room. She never feels bewildered or lost in her world of silence. The hardest thing is we can’t call her to find her. We don’t know what or who G-d is going to bless into our lives. Be it an animal, a human or a very close family member. G-d forbid they should loose one of their 5 seances. It is not so much how THEY handle their disability, but more about WE how handle it. They can’t change what has happened to them, but how you treat and love them will make the world of difference to their quality of life. I have a beloved pet and a beloved human who have lost or are losing their hearing, and I believe that if I had to loose one of my senses it would the loss of my hearing , so I do everything I can to be inclusive, even if it means learning doggie sign language. See more

08.01.2022 What happened to sexy? After 30 years of marriage sexy to bed has gone out of the window. Just before I got into bed last night I looked at myself in the mirro...r and laughed. I wore a pair of striped pajamas in a baggy size 20. As my friend Munro would say ... ‘darling you were lucky to find so much material.’ Just for the record, Sean is in a just as sexy 12 year old pair of pj’s. The only thing that should be 12 years old is Johnny Walker 12 year old black whiskey, and I have even given that up. I should take my pj’s to a ladies prison as I am sure they would want to order them in bulk! But I LOVE them and plan to remain this sexy all day. I had a mans gown on, this was also big and cozy and in the sexy colour of light brown. Not even a deep chocolate brown, but light brown. I had unclipped my glamours blond hair peace, but left the remaining clips in my hair, which didn’t do anything to enhance my looks. No make up and the wonderful smell of rich night cream and collegian booster was on my face. I was wearing ugg boots, at this point my most flattering clothing accessory as you couldn’t see my ankles! Now it was time to rattle my shiny little tablet sheets and take my night time meds that will help me get through the night. You would think from the amount of tablets I was taking that I was preparing myself for a marathon, never mind to go to sleep. Sean is used to all the pre bed sounds. Running water Gargling Tablets popping 3 min of electric tooth brushing as I like to go to sleep with a clean mouth - not that I am planning to French kiss anyone. Toilet flushing AGAIN as I need to make one last wee before I go to sleep. Oh and then the final click of my mouth splint box as I assure him that there is definitely NO kissing. The lights are already off, so I come to bed using the torch of my phone, only to accidentally shine it in his face EVERY NIGHT! Ok! Now as I get into bed I have to turn off my phone .... beep, beep OFF! And this is when my darling husband is 100% sure he is getting no action tonight! All 3 dogs assume their position on our bed, and little Dreamer in particular takes her preferred location at the head of the between between Sean and myself. At this point Sean and I hold hands ... yip the new sexy is holding hands! We always say I love you, if he says it first, then I reply ‘I love you more.’ We enjoy that special moment and then one of us will give the double squeeze that means, ok we can let go now. Now for the ‘sleeping time’ of the night. We each turn over away from each other as neither one of us wants to wake up with dreamers hair in our mouth. If we can get through a nights sleep without snoring or bad dreams, me getting up for the toilet or worse talking in my sleep ... we have had a successful night. Sean plays sport while he sleeps. He is in the Arsenal soccer team and often I get woken with a massive kick as I am in the way of the goals. I am not joking! Waking up is always the same ... if I thought I couldn’t look less sexy, I just broke all records. We always ask each other how we slept. ‘Morning how did you sleep?’ You would think the last thing anyone wants to do first thing in the in the morning is discuss their nights sleep! But we do this every morning and we discuss our dreams. My dreams are a lot more fun than Sean’s dreams, but we still listen to the stories and either laugh or commiserate. And so sexy may be out but comport is definitely IN!!! Your can breath a sigh of relief as I am not posting a mommy in the morning photo ... See more

08.01.2022 A sage was told by his son that another person said slanderous statements about the sage. The sage smiled. The son asked the sage if it does not bother him that... this person just muddied the name of the sage. The sage replied, "my son, once there was a farmer that had a big trench and his old horse fell inside. The farmer thought to himself, well the horse is old so I may as well just bury it, would be too hard to get the horse out. He went and took his shovel and started throwing dirt and mud on the horse. The horse, in the beginning, was upset but then realized it can just shake the mud off and when it falls to the ground he will just stand on the dirt. As the farmer threw more dirt, the horse got higher and higher. Until finally the horse was able to get out of the trench. My son, let them throw mud, as I shake it off then I will be above the mud thrown." See more

06.01.2022 About a week ago, I had a one night stand. As the date in the diary grew closer, I told Sean about it as I wanted him there, and the good news was, when he hea...rd who it was with, he wanted to be there too and was looking forward to the evening. Have you ever looked at a person, or a couple, and thought, "I would love to get to know you better" or " I would love to spend time with you"? Well, I am lucky enough to have the, call-it-confidence, to make the first move, and invite people I want to spend time with into my home. Now, please do not think that I have random passersby flowing through my house like a hotel. Not at all. But I am prepared to spend time with people simply because I like them or find them interesting. They do not have to fit a mold or profile, there simply has to be a chemistry that makes me think, "Yep, I want to get to know you". So, as I was saying, about a week ago I had a one night stand with a couple that Sean and I had always liked. We have known them for years but we had never seen them socially. I now ask myself why. I invited them over for a Saturday night, just the 4 of us, and I made a lovely dinner. Nothing over the top, but just enough to show them they were welcome, and we wanted them there. I know, you are sitting there thinking "OMG!! I could never do this". But think about it, you will spend an evening watching a movie you didn’t know you would like. I am about to book for the Queen live show here in Perth, and I am hoping I will enjoy an evening that could cost me $200. I can’t even be guaranteed good seats. (In case you are wondering,Sean is my date for that evening.) So if you're prepared to take a chance on a movie, or put money, time and expectations into attending a show that could possibly disappoint, why wouldn’t you invest in a night with people? I have to tell you this, this is NOT my first one night stand, and it won't be my last. Over the last 20 years, we have opened our home to some wonderful 1st dates, and we have made amazing friends. Sean and myself spend every second weekend in a little town called Mandurah an hour outside Perth. We can spend a whole afternoon sitting on a wall talking to strangers. The first attraction is our dogs, but after that we simply chat to all sorts of people. We don’t just people-watch, we chat, and connect. Real interaction is all too rare these days. The Coffee Van at Yokine Reserve has the same wonderful vibe, and all the regulars have been invited into my home for a 1st date, and it was so worth making that first move. So back to our one night stand. We had the best night! They ate everything, stayed too late, and we just loved the conversation. It was like going to a great movie or watching Queen on stage from the 4th row center. Will we see them again? It doesn’t really matter. You can never have expectations from a one night stand. But I hope we will and, should our one night stand become a real relationship, it will once again confirm my no-regrets dating policy. Try it for yourself. All you have to lose is a single evening and you could gain a new friend.

05.01.2022 Checking in with our SmileOnPerth clients

05.01.2022 Even now, as broken as you may feel, you are still strong. There is something to be said for how you hold yourself together and keep moving, even though you feel like shattering. Don’t stop. It doesn’t have to be pretty or graceful. You just have to keep going.

03.01.2022 Since my kids are no longer living in our home, in-fact they are not living in Perth, and David is not even living in Australia, we have 2 extra bedrooms, 2 ext...ra king size beds and one extra bathroom. Being married for 30 years, there are times when I hear those rooms calling out to me. Come sleep with me, come sleep in a bed on your own. Come spread out, stretch out, roll over and drink Diet Sprite at 2am and then go back to sleep. Bliss .... pure freedom in your own bed. People don’t speak about it, it is hush hush as often people feel like their marriage is on the rocks if there even whisper that they are sleeping ‘alone.’ People!! I am talking about sleeping apart for a night, in the same house. There is nothing unfaithful about that. You are simply making use of the different facilities that your home has to offer. It’s perfectly normal to use your theatre room even though you have a TV in your family room. Now this setup is not for everyone, I am just putting it out there. As we get older, Sean goes to bed late, watching TV or reading in OUR BEDROOM. I go to bed at 9.10pm and wake up a lot earlier than Sean. Occasionally someone will snore (it’s never me) and we will just roll onto our sides. These are all normal things. I get hot, he gets cold, we have dogs everywhere and there is the occasional bad dream. BUT!! I live with a man who acts out his dreams. I will be woken up, as I was being kicked hard. I would cry out, Sean WTF, to which he replies, I am sorry, I am trying to score a goal and you are in your way of the goals!! On these nights I wish in was in David’s room so that he had the soccer field all to himself. But there is no warning, I never know when I am going to be a pawn in Sean’s interactive dreams. Last night he beat all interactive dream. I woke up to him beating the shit out of me. Sean WTF I screamed as I jumped out of bed. He woke up, begging for forgiveness. Lara, I am so sorry, I was fighting off a crocodile. Tonight I am taking no chances, my Sprite Zero is already waiting for me in David’s room.

03.01.2022 You know when your child gets something new, and he or she won’t take it off? You have to bribe them with all other new things, just to get them to take off th...at new dress and wear something else. When my son David was 4 years old, he only wore Batman or Spider-Man costumes to school. There was a war of the worriers, as to which of his friends wore which super hero for that week. Those outfits were permanently on his body. In our family we don’t grow out of a favorite item of clothing. To this day I can’t get Shayna to take off the hoodie that we bought together at the live show of Wicked the musical. If I get something new I wear it THAT DAY!!! I open it, eat it, use it and in this case wore it. I am not that person who returns things or takes things on APRO. I want it, I like it ... it’s mine! No messing around. And you don’t grow out of these crazy ways. At 52 my friend took me shopping for a few summer dresses. I don’t go shopping often, I never go clothes shopping, so I normally take this one particular friend, who will kill me if I say her name, but she just gets the job done and she is responsible for most of my wardrobe. We set the date for this last Saturday morning. There was 30% off on these summer dresses so it was a good time to go shopping. I chose a few stunning dresses and 2 jumpsuits. But I fell in love with this green dress. When we had to pay, I handed over all the items of clothing I chose but instead of the green dress, I handed over the tags and the old dress I walked in to the store with. Like a 6 year old, I informed the shop assistant that I was not taking off my beloved green dress and I was leaving the shop with it on my body. I felt like a million dollars. We went via another store and people raved about my dress and the color in particular and I was beside myself with joy. When I arrived home, carried in my bag of new clothes and took off my dress, now don’t for one minute think I was going to give another dress a chance. No way! I was getting into my pj’s , not because I was going to sleep , but because we were going to go out that night and guess what I wanted to wear ... yip my green dress, and it needed to rest. I wore it on the Saturday night and I wore that dress to a breakfast the next day and to work TODAY, and it is finally going into the wash. And for the first time I am going to look into my shopping bag to choose another dress for tomorrow. I took a photo of this dress for you. It is not stunning, sexy, smart or flashy, it is simply a green dress and I fell in love with it. You never know who or what you will pick. You may never know who or why someone picks you. It just feels right, it just works and you know it makes you feel good. But most of all, you want to hold on for dear life #takingshape #Takingshapesubi #veneers_smile

01.01.2022 At least when I danced on the tables, they didn’t break! Over these December holidays, we have had a lot of different people at our home in Mandurah And with ...each person the same, the conversation came up. La, do you remember all those years ago when we went on holiday in big groups. You made sure we all had a great time, you danced on the tables, did lap dances and skinny-dips. You got drunk and took glass bottles into the spa. You sang every song from all the different musicals on the top of your voice, adding in actions and props. You organised these massive meals, and we took over all the barbecue areas. We listened to loud music and ordered Domino pizza the morning after. Do you remember when you got called to the resort office and were asked to leave? Anyone reading this who was at Silver Sands in Mandurah over December will remember all this. Our kids, in particular, had a ball and they now have fun memories. Even my parents were here this week, and they went through all the fun times at the Silver Sands and how my dad taught David to barbecue. Each night that had to cook 62 chops, and 12 rolls of boroworse. David is now an expert. This week I had friends for lunch, and I asked her if Sean and I were boring, did they still have fun being with us. I am no longer that wild party animal that entertained the masses. I am now sober, I eat healthy food, and I wear flat shoes. Am I still fun to be around? This new year my home was an alcohol-free zone, but the girls had so much fun, we sang all our favourite songs on the top of our voices. I still sing with actions and props. In my wild days, I didn't give a fuck about the other people at the resort, and I am saddened to think that my craziness could have spoilt their holiday. How could I have been so selfish? So I asked my friend if I am boring, this was a profound question and I wanted an honest answer. And she answered And here is profound response ....Friendship isn’t about needing entertainment it’s about being real in each other’s company, having each other’s back and being there when you need them, sometimes not a word is necessary. I asked another friend the same question after her now-adult daughter also remiminst about those crazy holidays. I asked, am I boring and still fun to be around? To which she replied. For fuck sake Lara, out of all of us, you have the best and most fun life. It is just dull in comparison to how you used to behave. And how you behaved was not normal. And there you have it. I was wild at 30 when I was meant to be. I was reckless at 40, where I learnt my lessons. At 50, I needed to ask the question, am I boring and still fun to be with, and I guess I am. People still want to be around me. The question I now have to ask myself is, why did I have to ask the question in the first place.