YOU COMPETE ME 365: Talk the Talk

Virgin365: day one hundred and thirty-two…Thai Pepper

Virgin365: day one hundred and thirty-one…Found me a Tire

Virgin365: day one hundred and twenty-eight…Superworms Drunk

Virgin365: day one hundred and twenty-seven…Mango Message

Is It Time For A New One?

I keep getting comments on how people miss my blogs…

You mean the crazy 365 stunt??

The video uploads of my little monkey??

The daily crazy talk?? I could not have been that interesting so it must be about my little peanut!


How can you resist that face?

It’s a new year…is it already time for a new 365 challenge??

Is it?



Wine Spiral

My 365 day challenge finished yesterday yet I picked up the iPad as if to write my 365 blog entry…like I was on auto pilot!!


After 365 days, or a little more, of not drinking, I had my first quarter of a glass of red wine tonight! No more in case it knocked me off my chair! Apparently it made me a little cuckoo according to Stuart…well I kept doing the masturbation male ejaculation hand gesture over and over for some reason haha!! I say that’s just me being overtired and not wasted on my quarter of a glass!

Which tasted a little…..


Although in the photo taken I looked pained to be drinking it haha!

I didn’t miss drinking funnily enough. I would say to go T Total but I’m not sure I would last forever with no booze! That doesn’t sound quite right when related to me…even I know that!

That quarter of a glass has made me super duper tired…fighting staying awake. Imagine what more than a quarter of a glass would do to me!! Sounds amazing!!! It could put me completely out…and then I can perhaps sleep finally as I haven’t since 1952!!!!

Drinking wine has made me want to break all the other eleven 365 criteria I had to abide by!!!!

Is that what is next???

I feel like a rebel!! Even though I’m allowed to do (or not do) the 365 criteria…as I already won!!!

What a rebel am I with my old lady wine portion of a quarter of a glass haha!

I’ve left the apartment like a bomb has exploded…just too tired to even look at it right now…wow, I have turned into a rebel!

Against myself?

Is that even allowed???

365 ONE: day 365…DAY 365!!!!!!!! I DID IT!!!!

Day 365: January 7th, 2012 = COMPLETE!!!!!!!!!!!

Cardio was = traveling and carrying a million things and bouncing the little one in the ergo carrier

Dance of the Day was = “Our Love’s in (Jeopardy)” by DJ De Marchi

Improvised Acting Video I uploaded to my other blog was = “Plane to America”

Anything to Note =


I DID IT!!!!!!

365 Challenge is COMPLETE!!!!!

I can’t believe it!!!!!!!!!!! I can’t believe I did it!!!!

For one whole year I successfully completed the following EVERY DAY!!!!

*20 Push-Ups (with some pregnancy and post birth adjustments πŸ™‚ !!)

*2 Minutes of the Plank (again with some post birth adjustments)

*40 Sit-Ups (and again with some post birth adjustments)


*Dance to One Full Song, with Each Day Being a Different Song

*Some Form of Cardio

*To Not Sit on Public Transportation (unless I was going to pass out…I think I sat for a partial moment/journey two or three times….however I didn’t sit when I had the onset of my labour contractions on the bus!)

*To Stand on Tiptoes During Every Subway Tunnel across water in NYC, or Through Two Stops if Abroad

*Eat Healthier

*Upload Improvised Piece to My Other Blog = Zoe The Actor = http://zoetheactor.wordpress.com

*Blog About it all here


*No alcohol! (which came about later as I realized I was pregnant nine days into the challenge and I hadn’t drunk those first few days, so I added it to the criteria to go all the way!)

So I ended up doing TWELVE criteria EVERY DAY for 365 days!!!

Holy cow!

I’m proud of me. I am.

Of course the perfectionist extreme girl in me is a little harsh and said I could have done it better. I am mad that I had to do any adjusting really with pregnancy and especially post birth in having a c-section! I am also annoyed that I could not go as extreme as I would have wanted with cardio in the post c-section time…but I am always hard on myself with everything! I’m never satisfied.

Funny story….I once got a fortune cookie which said “You are never satisfied with anything” in which I immediately responded with…

“I’m getting another one”

Haha!! True to the word! That was back in college.

Of course I also didn’t reach out with my 365 challenge for charity…an element that I had wanted to do but I got swept up with the million things I was doing while pregnant/with the baby, and just could not seem to get time to figure that out.

So now that is a goal…how can I touch the charitable element post 365 blog.

What is post this 365 blog anyway???

Many people have asked me what is next?

Good question!!!

I just arrived home to our apartment in NYC to this…


I have such good friends πŸ™‚

They made it a little easier as it’s definitely weird being back in NYC after being gone for almost 6 months. And returning to this apartment with a little baby just feels bizarre! It’s like my old life suddenly got a shock to the system! Old meets new! Or old has to interfuse with new…somehow! Amid the piles and crazy amount of crap shoved all over in this apartment!

So what is next then now that this is complete??

I have a few tricks up my sleeve so watch out! Check back in. I’m certainly not going anywhere….right now.


I just found out….

I’m pregnant. Again.


Just joking!!!!

Just kidding!!!!!!

Or am I?

365 ONE: day 364…Packing Guru!

Day 364: January 6th, 2012 = COMPLETE!!!!!

Cardio was = Packing and Sorting

Dance of the Day was = “The Girls” by Calvin Harris

Improvised Acting Video I uploaded to my other blog was = “Frozen Breast Milk”

Anything to Note =

Tomorrow (today rather since it is almost 2.30am here) we leave for NYC.

The apartment looks like a bomb hit it…although better now as I have packed four suitcases…or rather three since I had to pack the one with the Moses basket in it to see how much I could fit in and then had to unpack it as that is what Alexaki needed to sleep in.

Sleep. Who am I kidding?? It’s 2.30am and he is still awake in the next room fighting closing his eyes! He went from painful crying to smiling when we tried to settle him. Poor Stuart is in there with him and he has to be up in like three hours as his flight leaves at 9am something…via Detroit!!!! It was literally the only flight I could find with my Delta Airmiles…so we can’t complain that he has a layover in Detroit! And there can be no complaining from the Stu-meister since I will be the one bouncing the poor little chap up and down the aisles for eight hours of flight while Stuart snoozes and watches movies!

Ugh. I really hope that Alexaki does not have a problem with his ears on the plane. He is still so stuffy and sniffley and blocked up. I have problems with my sinuses and ears sometimes when landing – that horrible feeling like they are going to explode! Ugh! I really hope he doesn’t feel that.

My little jet setter!

As Stuart said earlier….he’s just three months old and will have taken two trips already – one to Greece and one to NYC! A true Anastassiou baby πŸ™‚

Was just told the Sleep Sheep has finally settled the little monkey!

Even though its late it was kind of good that Alexaki was still awake until late as I hadn’t finishing the packing chaos! And I would have had to stop until he awoke again as it would have been too loud.

I am the best packer but I admit I am a little crazo with packing! My mum referred to me as Bossy Boots earlier! Well, I kind of had to be with all the masses amount of stuff were bringing back! We have six months of stuff here – mostly for the little one! Thank heavens we got items that could fold and be broken down…because I would not have been able to get everything in!

And I did it!

I even got the ‘maybe’ pile in!!

It took me the whole friggin day and luggage scales to get it done – and we only had to pay for one extra bag!

Each bag is literally exactly the right allowance…I’m telling you, I have a natural packing talent.

Only problem is its now late, I’m in pain from being on my feet all day, and am feeling wide awake as I’m still in adrenalin packing mode…and I have a full day of traveling ahead!

And I’m not sure yet what is going on really.

Am I happy to be going back to NYC? Am I sad to be leaving London?

I am sad to leave my dad tomorrow. We all fly to America and he is flying to Greece. He’s sad. He feels like we are all leaving him…but he has to take care of matters in person that have already been out off. He’s sad because he doesn’t want to miss out on any growth or new things or anything involving his little grandson Alexaki, since he has been with him from the beginning.

He feels like Alexaki is his strength to fight his battles. His hope. His courage.

He is. Alexaki makes everything better when you look at him πŸ™‚

Lets just pray tomorrow is not a hell travel day.

Tomorrow (I don’t count it being ‘today’ as a new day to me can only be deemed a new day if I’ve gone to sleep first)…tomorrow is quite the day.

Tomorrow is travel day AND my last day of 365. Now that’s friggin crazy! One more day!

Holy cow.

One more day.

All a bit of a whirlwind so I’m just focusing on what’s in front of my nose as they say! Things to get done, to occupy me.

I’m allergic to something. I keep getting itchy bite-like things. Could it be plastic? Trying to think of things I do every day as I get them every day. Could I be allergic to this 365 challenge haha? Or my baby??

He may be allergic to me….well, my breast milk…which is me, isn’t it?!!

Wouldn’t that be funny if it turned out I was allergic to him.


What is wrong with me??!!!!

365 ONE: day 363…HURU!

Day 363: January 5th, 2012 = COMPLETE!!!!!!

Cardio was = bouncing and sorting into piles to pack and taking down Christmas stuff

Dance of the Day was = “Dancing on Ice” music

Improvised Acting Video I uploaded to my other blog was = “Baby TV”

Anything to Note =

It is less than two days until we leave and I have not packed yet!!!

We had the Burgess family over today to see them one last time before we’re back in the summer, so we said our goodbyes with a sad face 😦

Next time they see Alexaki he will be something like 10 months old!! I can’t even understand what that means really? Will he be bigger? Longer? Taller? Fatter?

Will he be crawling? Walking? Talking? A singing and dancing clown monkey??

A little bar man who can bring his daddy beers at the ring of a bell? I actually gave Stuart that for Christmas…no really I did! It’s a bell and it has something like “Ring for Beer” on it! Haha! I thought it was funny…but in reality if he rings that bell he ain’t getting no beer from me yo!

Perhaps a first job for our 10 month old walking talking singing dancing clown monkey of a boy??? What?….too young for slave labour?

But who will tend to daddy’s needs???


Haha! And I haven’t even had any Fosters beer! Do you guys have that commercial over in the USA with the Aussie boys and Fosters beer? Otherwise Huru will mean nothing to you guys!

Well, here…this is a good one…

Ahhhh my Aussie peeps!

Stuart and I have started saying Huru now at random times! It’s brilliant!

Well, I’m Australian so I’m allowed yo!

I love how I can be three nationalities…when I want to…when it serves me best! Of course at the heart of it all I am Greek. I call myself Greek because at my core that is who I am and what I associate more with.

But, especially for auditions and acting roles, I am authentically British and Australian. I have a passport to all three so I am a national of both…all three countries….so it’s like I live three lives….and it depends on the day, the mood, the role to what I am and/or will be that day πŸ™‚

It’s like those documentaries about people living double lives and they get caught out…I sometimes feel like I’m just waiting to be found out that I’m not 100% Australian, or 100% Greek, or 100% British….or when I’m auditioning for American…then also 100% American.

I would never say I’m an American though. However, I have been to America every year of my life…and lived over there from February 2000…so I do have, and feel, a close tie to the country.

I’m just a multi cultural crazo! I’m that annoying accented crazo that you can never place as there’s British, with some American and some Aussie inflections in my accent when I speak! Yet, I call myself Greek!

Nothing wrong with that!!

I like it!