Friday, August 31

I may not be blogger of the year but I am...

On my way to be in the running for a mother of the year title. At least for a little while.

The school is having a car boot sale with each class given the opportunity to host a stall of their choosing. With the trash and treasure, cakes and sausage sizzle already taken care of  I wondered if there was anything left for my class to do.

A few years ago the school came up with the notion of class parents. The primary role of the class parent is to rally other parents to assist with the odd fundraiser/community event through out the year. Being a part of the school community is something I am rather passionate about so I am the class parent for Miss Six's class.

After much brain hemorrhaging I came up with jelly and ice cups. Obviously not in the one cup but as two separate items. I was totally impressed with my brilliance because I was certain that my solution was cheap and simple yet still had a sellable feel to it.

Thanks to some generous parents in the class all the cordial, cups and jelly was donated. Which is a bit awesome because that means everything that we sell is pure profit. Since the class teacher gets to spend this money directly for the benefit of the class the more the merrier.

It is times like this that I am super glad to be in the possession of a chest freezer and a spare fridge. While a more worthy candidate for the mother of the year title may have started making some of these amazing wares a little earlier on in the week I have still managed to allow enough time to make rainbow cups. Well at least two different coloured tiers. That's nearly like rainbow isn't it?

So what's any of this got to do with not cutting as blogger of the year?

Not a lot really. Other than it gave me something to write about which this week I have struggled with. It has been a hectic week filled with nothing other than the anticipation that this time next week we will be off on our adventure. There is so much that I should be doing I seem to have shut down and unable to actually do anything.

My head hurts just trying to think of it all let alone actually be able to coherently write anything.

Which is a shame.

Because there is a post I should have written a week ago, at least, that still hasn't even made it to the pipe line.  Sigh.

Like a few other bloggers around the trap, I was sent some rather cool Havaianas to celebrate the release of a new range of prints that include My Little Pony and Transformers. I know totally cool right? At only $24.95 they are a bit of a bargain as well.

Having had a few pairs of Havaianas over the years I am more than impressed with the level of quality that comes from this brand. I must admit I was just a little tickled pink I got the email asking if I was interested. It was one of those moments where I felt even closer to making it in the world of blogging.

Why I haven't written the post till now I am not really sure. Seems to be just the way I roll. I get what I think I want and then don't really know what to do with it. I can hear my dad saying no brains and happy without them. I have heard him a lot lately. This is both bad and good but best discussed in another post.

You know since this one is supposed to be focusing on these


Naturally Miss Six begged and begged me to let her open the My Little Pony ones. After three days she wore me down though on the pretense she would only try them on once and then they were going back in the box already for when I was able to make time to photo them.

Which naturally still hasn't happened.

I ended up just snapping the above shot on my phone half way through typing this. Though you could probably work that out just by looking at it. Truth be told most of my good photos are taken purely by chance. Hence why I was delaying taking some shots for this.

In my head I had hoped to set it all up beautifully with an air of professionalism...Hence the no blogger of the year, well at least not yet.

Doing some Friday blog flogging With Some Grace

Oh and just so you know all the opinions mentioned about are my own. I was sent two awesome pairs of children's Havaianas that also included a little toy. These initially made three girls smile but then one realised they were too small for her and the other two have done nothing but bicker and fight over who gets to wear the thongs and who gets to play with the toy. I was tempted to title this post The Bain of my Existence but thought it a little too dramatic for what was supposed to be a light and fluffy post. 

Friday, August 24

Thirty Awesome Things I Know About Me

What's a post about me without a photo of me?
During the week I came across this post by Dorothy over at Singular Insanity. From the moment I started reading I knew I was in. The word challenge had me from the get go. Despite recent challenges, like the Blogging Olympics, I am always ready to start again.

Finding thirty awesome things all about me is just my kind of challenge!
  1. Persistent Like when there is a block of chocolate around, I will keep nibbling away at it 
  2. Funny Just keep reading this list, no more need be said.
  3. Caring I am a mum it comes with the job.
  4. Kind hearted
  5. Thoughtful
  6. Helpful
  7. Hardworking
  8. Well meaning
  9. Willing to try
  10. Honest

    Hmmmm ok maybe this is a little tougher than I first expected....
  11. Loving
  12. Passionate (about somethings, chocolate, writing, dare I say it running, sleep oh yeah and the kids)
  13. A way with words.
  14. Compassion


  15. ...yay! Halfway mark. I wonder if I will get there. Actually as I type 15 is still blank. I told Mr AwesomeI was trying to come up with thirty awesome things about me and asked if he had any suggestions.

    His response. "You always do this to me, and the answers are always the same" He then kissed me goodnight and went to bed. I am not really sure what that all meant other than "I am super exhausted from my ridiculously long day at work to pay all the bills so you can sit at home all day looking after children and being a blogger. I don't need to tell you what is awesome about you." Which I guess is kind of understandable.

    Ohh that gives me another one
  16. Understanding
  17. Witty
  18. Not completely stupid, well I can read, write and count reasonably well so that has to mean I am not stupid. Of course I am not perfect either
  19. Comfortable with me
  20. Run 4km. I have propelled my body at various speeds further than this but I am not sure it could really be called running as such.

    Gosh that gets me two thirds of the way there...
  21. Chocolate brownie  and caramel slice extraordinare. You should see the way I can get through those things. Lucky for me? I am pretty good at making them as well.
  22. Well spoken
  23. Generous
  24. Positive
  25. Dreamer
  26. Hoper

  27. Gosh I can't believe I am up to 27 already!
  28. Thinker
  29. Patience (ok so this is at times very selective but I am incredibly patient when there is an understandable reason or cause)

    And the luck number 30 on the Thirty Awesome Things About Me list is... (drum roll)
  30. Resilient. I must be for every knock I get I just keep on coming back, often even stronger.
So there you have it. Thirty rather awesome things about me. So I guess that makes me rather awesome. Oh and if you missed 15 (which you did because I left it blank) that should have been can write well. And 27 is a wonderful mother.
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Thursday, August 23

Thankful Thursday

Last week I was thankful that it was a brand new day. This week I am most thankful for the fact that I wrote that post. Thanks to that one little post I went on to have one of the best nights ever. My faith and trust in the universe has well and truly been reinstated, perhaps even stronger than before.

Here's what happened.

As I was driving home on Friday afternoon, one of my dear readers, who also happens to be a teacher at school rang me. Thanks to a bizarre twist of fate she had a spare ticket to the concert I so desperately wanted to attend. After reading my post she wanted to offer me her spare ticket.

I could not believe my ears. I don't know I managed to remain in control of my car I was so excited and yet dumbfounded at the same time. I just couldn't believe that it was all really happening. You see by Friday afternoon I was just about at peace with the fact that I probably wouldn't be going. I wan't happy with it but I was ready to accept that was just the way things were going to pan out this time.

As it turned out it was only by chance that she read my post. She had originally scrolled past it on her Facebook feed but then when she saw it had a picture of Kenny she went back to have a read. Turns out she is a rather large fan of the man himself as well.

Her husband had just happened to be passing a mate's house earlier in the day who was setting up an outdoor kitchen in his front yard. He stopped to find out what he was doing. Turns out he was going to be a food vendor at the concert and was getting ready for his final inspection by authorities to ensure his equipment was up to scratch. He also had a spare ticket that he passed on just in case he knew of anyone that wanted to go. He didn't at the time but took it anyway.

Unbelievable I tell you. Unbelievable.
Moments after he came on stage. Not the best photo but certainly the best time
The concert itself was nothing short of amazing. I never in a million years thought I would ever get to see such a super star perform. While his face may not exactly resemble that of a 74 year old the rest of his body did. He slowly shuffled across to center stage when he came out and it wasn't long before he sat down. But his voice was still wonderful and really that is all that matters.

For a whole hour I was totally transfixed. Pure and utter bliss.

He played all my favourties and even now I can't think of a song he didn't sing that I wished he had of. For the first few songs I was a little emotional and may have shed a tear or ten. Thankfully it was dark by that time.

Music is an amazing thing. It has a way of transporting you through time and space. It makes you feel things that you wouldn't normally. Sitting there on that hill, surrounded by some seven thousand other people (which is what a sell out crowd is up here) listen to one of the greatest names in country music I could suddenly feel my dad by my side.

For nearly three years I have been waiting to say that I could truly feel my dad's presence. There is no doubt that he was sitting there with me on Saturday night. For that I am incredibly thankful as it was one of the nicest feeling ever.

Yes that is my forehead, proof that I really was there

So there you have it folks, dreams really can come true. For that I am eternally thankful.

Linking in for
Thankful Thursday

Wednesday, August 22

Tuesday, August 21

What to do, what to do?

I know the beginning is always the best place to start but sometimes the beginning is not always that easy to find. Now is one of those times. My poor mind is in such turmoil it doesn't know if it wants to implode, explode or try and do both at once. Not exactly what you want at nearly 10 pm. Especially when the night before saw you sitting up to all hours. Followed by the broken sleep that comes with being a mother.

Deep breath


Miss Eleven left on her school camp on Monday. She is gone till Friday. I guess that makes this the midway point. While her absence brings a slightly calmer air to the place I naturally still miss her. Well actually we all do. Miss Six has been beside herself from the moment I picked her up from school on Monday.

As she opened the car door to climb in the tears started and have hardly stopped since. Which is crazy because let's face it Miss Eleven is not always the picture perfect big sister. In fact at times she is the polar opposite. She has little patience for her little sister.

This is not the first time she has been away from us for an extended period of time. Though it is the first time she has been away without any family members with her. I had wanted to go as a parent helper but was told by the little madam that I was not welcome. Apparently in her eyes I am too involved with the school and I should let others have a turn.

Given I wouldn't have like leaving Miss Two behind and I am not sure it would have been fair (or easy) to take her, not to mention what it would have done to Miss Six, I didn't put up much resistance to her pleas. Only right now I wish I had of.

The school was rather keen for me to attend, knowing the rapport I have with a lot of the other students already. Miss Eleven was right when she said I am too involved with the school. Right now though I wish I hadn't of listened to her.

The students were allowed to take a mobile phone with them, though it has to be in the hands of the adults apart from the ten minutes they are allowed to call home each day. Only Miss Eleven's phone is with the wrong carrier and doesn't work at the camp ground. Naturally.

Thankfully one of the lovely teachers let her send me a text this evening asking if I could call. After waiting all night last night to hear from here I didn't bother keeping my phone close to me tonight. It took nearly an hour till I saw the message.

Tonight was movie night at the campground so they were still up. I was so pleased to speak to her. Until she told me her tent mate had moved out. Apparently there had been a disagreement. She didn't really go into details. Luckily though another girl in a different tent wanted to move out.

Mind you as lovely as it was to be asked if I would go and visit her (a three hour drive) it also broke my heart. It means she is feeling very vulnerable. It means I am left with a rather hard decision.

Technically speaking I could go out there tomorrow. I don't have much on. It is however a three hour drive just to get there. It also defies the point of the independence that is supposed to come with the experience of a school camp. Especially after she fought so hard to convince me it would be better if she got to do this alone.

I just want to cry.

These are the times that being a mother really bites. Actually it might even be the time that being a mother sucks big hairy dog balls as well.

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Getting out more than you put in

Not exactly the life lesson you want to teach your children but one I appear to have a great knack of installing in mine. Particularly the somewhat lazy pre-teen. Who of course is the last person that needs to know leaving things to the last minute pays off.

Last Friday the school had it's first science fair to coincide with National Science Week. Having dreams of being a writer, science has never been something that has interested me. All the rules and explanations that go with science just don't appeal to me in anyway. At all.

In fact during my final years of high school I was delighted to discover that there was a maths unit I could take that would double up as my science component of my education. While maths may also be rule based, I could somehow get my head around them much easier than those that were associated with the traditional sciences like chemistry.

Needless to say the prospect of making not one, but two science projects, was not exactly appealing. So I didn't encourage the girls in anyway whatsoever. (Mother of the year coming through)

Only on Wednesday, when children were finally shuffled off to bed and our quality TV viewing time began I discovered something so awesome and so easy that I just had to get Miss 11 to enter it in the fair. While I may have said to her "I am sure this will win you a prize" in a bid to gain her interest I never for a moment really thought she would get something. Especially since come Friday morning, we were still trying to get our act together enough print out the words to accompany the project. The words which took her all of two minutes to write mind you.

After wandering around some of the other experiments, which consisted mainly of volcano explosions, I was still doubtful whether we had a prize winner on our hands. Some of the other children had gone to a lot of work. Possibly spending at least a week or even more on their work. Unlike the last minute rush job experienced at our house.

Apparently though if your last minute rush job involves something that few other people have seen your lack of effort can be rewarded. Yep. She got a prize.

So in a bid to ease my guilt at leading my children down the same fly by the seat of your pants and hope for the best path that I have walked for far too long I am going to share with you this award winning project.
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Fellow leave it to the last minuters, I give to you the Homopolar Motor (say that a few times fast after a drink or two). While it may sound rather impressive, it is actually one of the simplest forms of a motor and is so so easy to make.

All you need is a battery, piece of wire, a screw and a magnet. Put them together as shown.
When you place the wire near the end of the screw it spins round like crazy, which is a little tricky to see in the photo but very cool to watch in real life. And there you have it, the most easiest science project ever.

It's Tuesday and I have blogged. Yay for me!
Yay also for Jess over at Diary of a SAHM
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Saturday, August 18

Things I Know About The Universe, Kenny Rogers and Beautiful People

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I know that on Wednesday morning I felt let down and betrayed by the universe.

I know that on Thursday I was thankful for a brand new day and the chance to start again. A chance to readjust my attitude, take stock of sensibilities, apologize to the the universe, and just generally pull my head in.

I know that the universe doesn't owe me anything. 
I don't know why I thought it did. Though maybe it was a combination of hope and faith that had me believing those tickets were mine before they actually were.

I know that there are some beautiful people in the world.

I know some of those beautiful people read my blog. That is not to say all my readers aren't beautiful though because they you are. Just at the moment one particular reader has made me beyond happy with her kind offer.

I know that when said reader rang me yesterday to say she had a spare ticket to Kenny Rogers and she wanted to take me with her to the concert I was beside myself. Though this was contained somewhat at the time because I was driving, however when I got out of the car you would have thought I was a Toyota driver I was jumping so high.
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Not me but certainly what I was doing
I know that I am super excited to know that in twelve hours time I will be sitting on a tuft of grass waiting for the man himself to come out and grace the stage. Even just writing it gives me goosetingles.

I know that hearing Mr Awesome in the shower means I should get off the computer, make some coffee and prepare myself for the coming day. 

I know I am also excited to think that the end of the sporting year is just about upon us. That means no more Saturdays juggling different activities and racing from one venue to the next. Today is the last day for Miss 6's hockey and Miss 11 has this week and then the finals.

I know the thought of free Saturday's is pure bliss.

The last thing I know this week is that I am joining in with Singular Insanity

Thursday, August 16

Thankful Thursday - A Brand New Day

This Thursday I am thankful for the pure and simple fact that today is a brand new day. A chance to learn from the error of the yesterday and start again.

I actually started this post yesterday. Back then it was going to be called A Tough Day at the Office. Only it didn't really feel quite right. I am mean I don't exactly have an office and the toughness experienced was more of a poor mindset than anything else. In fact I think it is fair to say that everything that happened yesterday was the result of a terrible attitude on my part. One that I am thankful to have left behind today as I prepare myself to tackle the day full of optimism and hope.

Getting back to yesterday though and why am thankful I have the insight today to not let yesterday's woes get me down.
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You know THE Kenny Rogers who sings awesome stuff like The Gambler and Lucielle ...
Well this Saturday the man himself is performing in my sleepy little town. Yep I know totally amazing huh? I still can't believe it. When I heard the news I dumbstruck. It was like a surreal dream coming true. I have loved Kenny since I was knee high to a grasshopper.

My parents had this boxed set record collection that had all his songs on them. Some of which I am still yet to find on CD. I loved it. I listened to it non stop. Whenever it was my turn to choose a record to put on it would be one of his. Even when we weren't allowed to have music on I would just sit there reading the song names and then seeing if I could play it in my head.

Even now I have a ridiculously large amount of his CD's. My pea sized brain, can not fathom the thought of him being in town and not seeing him. While I may live in a capital city it is one that is often over looked by awesome performers. We are too far away from the rest of the country to make it worth their while to swing by up here. To have a super star such as Mr Rogers perform and not go is just wrong.

Months ago when I first heard of the concert I was adamant that I would be buying tickets the moment they went on sale. Only when I found out the price I couldn't quite scrape together enough money for all of our tickets. Some $237 in total. Knowing the venue and knowing where I live I was fairly confident that tickets would still be available at the door so there was still plenty of time to get them.

Only now that time is nearly up and financially we are not exactly better off. Perhaps even worse because now, as Mr Awesome rightly pointed out, the $237 I think we should spend on tickets to the one and only Kenny Rogers would be better spent ensuring our car is ready for the upcoming road trip. Which I do get because $237 is a lot of money, but it is Kenny Rogers we are talking here. My brain can't comprehend not going. Nor can it come to terms with sitting in the park next to the outdoor venue and just listening to my all time favourite superstar.

Now here is where the bad attitude starts.

Normally I am quite happy to leave such problems in the more than capable hands of the universe. If I am meant to go then they will help me get there. Previously this attitude has served me well, and in the past I have been very well looked after by the powers that be.

On Tuesday I discovered that a local radio station is giving away a double pass each morning this week. It is not normally a station that I listen to but for such great reward I can do anything. I couldn't help but feel this was the universe giving me my chance.

Yesterday morning I was determined to be the winner of those tickets. The moment I came downstairs I tuned the radio in and began to listen for the highly anticipated cue to call.  After nearly an hour and a half finally it came. Naturally every other Kenny Rogers fan was calling in as well. The first fifty times I got the engaged signal.

With the landline at one ear and my mobile at the other I was certain one of them had to get through. Sadly I was wrong. I could hear the announcers talking they had already been through a number of calls looking for the right answer. Which I had of course.

Feeling slightly dejected I was about to give up when they put out a request for more callers. In an instant I was through. When the line answered and they took my details my heart was racing faster than I have ever felt. A knot in my stomach formed when they said I was second in line.

My knot quickly dispersed into a thousand butterflies when I heard the caller before get the answer wrong. I began thanking the universe no end. My faith strongly held that this what I had been waiting for and my dreams were about to come true.

Before the announcers even finished the first question I blurting the answer at them and jumping up and down with joy. I knew with absolute certainty I had it right.

Trying to regain my composure I ready myself for the next question.

In the TV series The Gambler, Kenny Rogers played Brady who?

My heart fell to the floor instantly. In fact I think I nearly collapsed. I had no frigging idea. None at all. Not even an iota of an idea.

Looking at my iPhone laying on the kitchen table I momentarily thought of turning to Google. Only that would be cheating and I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

"Is it Johnson?" my voice trembled. Already knowing it wasn't Johnson.
The universe had suddenly disappeared and left me to fend for myself.

The announcers might have given a bit of a "oh sorry, what a shame" before hanging up and moving on to the next caller, but all I could really hear was the beeping of the dead line. I was shattered, beyond mortified even, total devastation and on the verge of tears. All over a stupid double pass to a concert.

The bad mood, yelling and just generally poor behaviour that followed was appalling. Seriously appalling actually.

My poor girls, bless them, tried so hard to console me but I just wouldn't let them. I felt betrayed by the world at large. Unseen and unknown forces were suddenly working against me and I didn't want a bar of it.

Through out the day I tried hard to readjust my attitude. After all there are still two more days left to try again. However I can't help but wonder if the universe has totally turned it's back on my after my appalling attitude of today. I know if I were the universe I would not reward my child like behaviour.

Try as I might I could not find comfort in the euphoria that Michelle from Humpty Doo, who managed to answer the elusive question, must have been feeling. I am sure she too is a die hard fan and perhaps even in more of a dire financial situation than I.

The universe, much like the Lord, works in mysterious ways sometimes. I know this. Just sometimes, when it doesn't quite go the way I would like I feel like stabbing in the eyeballs with a fork. Should the universe of course have eyeballs.

Anyway today I am thankful that yesterday is over. A lesson has been learnt and I will try not to behave like a spoilt two year old anymore. Because you know what? As dire as our money situation might be to us, I know that there are many out there who are in a far worse situation. Far far worse. In fact at the end of the day I am not even sure I should be using the term dire. After all, we have a place to live, a car to drive, food on the table and clothes on our back. All of which I am incredibly thankful for.

Today I will be looking for all the blessings that come my way and not get dejected if things don't go as I think they should. I will make sure I am thankful for all that I have. Especially the the lovely Thai lunch a beautiful friend offered to shout me.

What are you thankful for this Thursday?
Head on over to Kate Says Stuff to share some other great thankful posts.

~fairy wishes and butterfly kisses~

Monday, August 13

Silence, Noise and Angel Connection

Wanting to take control of my life and ensure it is heading in the right direction I decided to give myself an Angel Feather reading. What else is there to do when children are at school or sleeping. It is not often that I find my self blessed with a tranquil silence, but when I do I like to make the most of it.

With the wind gently moving nearby wind chimes, their melodic chiming is all I hear. They somehow soften all other background noises, all of which are distant anyway. The tranquility I am experiencing is nothing short of pure bliss. This was the pause for inspiration that I spoke of last week.

Things were I live are not great at the moment. Without going into to much detail one neighbour is making life incredibly uncomfortable for other residents. There are bucket loads of tension all over the place. We are all just counting the days till the troublemakers leave.

Anyway, one of the other residents who also happens to be lovely new friend, lent me her Angel Feather Oracle deck. I felt strongly connected to them the moment she brought them out.

From the moment I got home with them I have been itching to have a play. The time was just never right though. Until now. Shuffling them in my hands the earlier felt connection just continued to grow. I like to have all the cards facing the right way when I start. Each one I turned round felt like it had a message for me.

It felt so good to be connecting to the Angel Realm. The real world is full of some pretty heavy issues at the moment and every now and then it is good to leave it behind. Dealing out the first three cards I felt reassured that not only would all be ok, but I would handle all before me with relative ease. Which I needed to hear like you wouldn't believe.

So here I am. Feeling warm and fuzzy, relieved that perhaps things aren't nearly as bleak as first expected. When  BAM! My peaceful, soul rejuvenating moments to myself are rudely snatched away from me.

Instead of solace I am now subjected to ear crunching pollution that is power drills and demolition.

The neighbours are getting a new kitchen. And bathroom. Which is super lovely for them because what they have is what some might call antique. It is definitely older than retro, which is what we are blessed with. To say I am jealous in some ways is not entirely untrue, but that is not the point right now. What I hadn't factored when I was told about the forth coming upgrade weeks ago, was the noise.

Did I mention we share a common brick wall?

It sounds like the handy man is about to bore through it at any given moment. His drill varying between ear piercingly sharp and brain burstingly loud. At precociously the same time as this starts the concrete trucks across the road on the other side of the house fire up and I soundly feel like I am in the middle of a war zone.

Oh no wait. That is not what makes me think I am in a war zone. The F-18's and Hercules that are now flying over head are what make me think war zone. Which I have never had a problem with and would by no means ever complain about what our pilots are prepared to do.
This flies over my house regularly at this time of year

Seriously my ears are ringing and my head a thumping. All the while Miss Two sleeps. Please just let her keep on sleeping. I wish I could just scream out to it all, don't you know I have a child sleeping if you would kindly shut the fuck up.

There now I've gone and sworn on the blog again. I do try not to do that. It is hard at the moment though. Feeling as frustrated and useless as I do at the moment dropping an f bomb here and there is all I can do. Thirty eight days and counting.

As the reader you should appreciate that this post didn't start with a range of expletives because I tell ya when that drill starts pounding into the wall I want to harm people with a fork. So much for being connected to the angelic fairy world.

Best I go source some ear plugs I think


Saturday, August 11

Saturday Morning

Saturday mornings in our house mean sport. Well at least for the next two weeks they do. After that they will mean freedom and sleep ins. I can hardly wait. It has been a long time since our weekends haven't been tied up with sporting activities.

The big girl has been playing sport for three maybe four years. I am one of those people that is terrible at keeping track of when things actually start and finish. For me it all sort of morphs from one thing to the next.  There is always so much going on. Perhaps that is why my concept of time is so skewed. Maybe if I spent more time keeping track of time I would gain a better grasp of the concept?

Today, like most mornings we were late. Only our lateness actually went to a new level this morning. The big girl was so late the game had actually started before we got there. That has never actually happened before.

I could put this down to the extra child, sleeping over who also needed to be dressed and ready for action way to early in the morning for my liking but really it is all irrelevant now. The comfieness of my bed that held me in it till ten minutes before leaving time was probably the largest factor.  That and the eternal hunt for a pair of socks and correct shorts.

The upside to the ridiculous starting time is that it will all be done as dusted well before lunch time. Mind you this weekend we have no plans that need to be altered to fit in amongst sporting commitments. Not like last weekend where our long weekend getaway had to be delayed so kidlets could play their games.  Once this is out the way there is nothing but guilt riddled free time or light housework duties that revolve around washing dishes and clothes.  Fun times all round.

Anyways.

Sitting here in the basket ball stadium I will quietly admit that the whole kids sports thing does seem slightly appealing right now. Well aside from the 8 am kick off.

Mr Awesome has taken our children to the hockey stadium. The outside in the weather, standing up the whole time hockey stadium. I on the other hand am waiting for our visiting friend to do her thing at the incredibly civilized indoor, with lots of seats, basketball stadium. With the absence of the other girls I am momentarily enjoying some child free time and quite frankly I like it.

I was able to have a coffee uninterrupted. Not only that but I checked in on all the tweets I had missed lately as well as write this post. Score score and score.

In between all of that there was a rather gorgeous new born within eye shot. Normally I am not one to gush over a baby that is not mine but this little one was just captivating.  Not in the I want to have one of my own, because I don't, but in a wow the start of new life is so precious and how lucky this mother was to be able to embark upon it kind of way.

While there was a time when I wanted lots, well seven, children, I don't feel that way any more. As lovely as a new baby is I have my hands full enough as it is.  Aside from that we live in a two bedroom townhouse. We are bursting at the seams as it is.

But I digress.  Which is not such a bad thing as this post is as good as done. Plus it is no longer Saturday morning. Basketball finished before the post was done and now is the first chance I have had to tidy this up and hit publish.  Now is of course nearly dinner time as well.

Over the coming weeks I am hoping to change things up a bit around here. Because you know I am a SAHM I have nothing else to do but play around on my blog.  Or not.

~fairy wishes and butterfly kisses, may in every way this be a special day~

Friday, August 10

The Last Long Weekend

Monday was our last official long weekend till Christmas.  This is heartbreaking because it means so many things.  Such as the weather will now start to change, leaving behind gorgeous sun drenched days, filled gentle breezes for a hot sticky steaminess that can only be broken by a rain that you know is not yet coming.

It also means there are in fact only 21 weeks till the start of the new year.  Time to achieve goals and plans is quickly fading. The last things I want to be doing though is wishing the year away. There is still so much to be done before we get there.

Such as my sister's wedding.  Which is also code for road trip to Cairns. When I spoke to my sister at the start of the week she said that there were only 36 days till the big day. This means there is even less till we leave.  Like a good seven days less.

OMG! I have some much to do before then.  Starting with finding a dress...

Time is something I struggle with on a fairly regular basis.  In fact you could probably say it is actually something I struggle with all the time. And have done so for as long as I can remember. One of my most vivid memories ever is of my first love smashing his fist through our wall clock in a bid to ease my concern about how time was passing.

That actually turned out to be a turning point in my life, one that is most certainly not being discussed today.

Today I am supposed to be sharing my thoughts on Olympic Gold and Glory. Only I still haven't written it. It has been floating around in the vastness of my mind for a week now. Ever since those poor swimmers were unable to swim faster than everyone else.

As always the time to write is hard to find.  Naturally that is not the only post quietly waiting in the wings. This was supposed to be a Thankful Thursday post that I wanted to publish yesterday. You know because that's when it was Thursday and all.

But moving on, as let's face it there is much to be done and time is slowly slipping away from us all.

So here are some


I know I am super thankful that we took the time to get away on the weekend.  With the weather changing even if there was another long weekend this year we wouldn't be able to hang out here any more.  With the warmer weather comes some nasty creatures in the area that spoil all the fun.

I know that neglecting to take the clothing bags of not one but two children, is incredibly frustrating.


Thankfully we were able to work around the situation and get by with what we had.  Washing clothes takes on a whole new world of fun when it is done in the ocean and dried by the fire.  Of course the actual cleanliness of the garments may be some what questionable but it not like that matters when you are the only people around.

I know that I can't begin to explain how blessed I feel about being able to take the kids away from all the technologies of today and let them run free through the sand.  Or exploring through some tidal creek beds.

Thankful that we live where we do.
Thankful that we have technologies to escape from.
Just so thankful.

I know that reading this post from Jess at Diary of SAHM, made me wish I had already written one similar sooner.  I had thought about writing about Denyse and her awesome grand daughter on Tuesday but didn't.  I kinda feel like hanging my head in shame now.

After all if a young child can go to the trouble of creating such a wonderful little e-book in the hope of raising money to change the lives of those less fortunate than she, surely the least I can do is encourage others to go out and support her efforts?

So will you?  Have you already?  I know that it will not just be I that is thankful if you do.

I am also thankful that there are so many wonderful people out there doing wonderful things to help others.  People like Grace and Trish who on Sunday will give it their all for World Vision.  Again even a small amount can make a huge difference for those that it goes to.

I know that while I would love to sit here for hours and write I really should go and stop that washing machine from beeping. Which in turn leads to hanging it out and so forth.  Sigh.

I know that the work of a mother is rarely done.
I know that as much as I complain about doing it, I am also so thankful for the fact I can do it.
I know that you only get out what you put in and that I probably should try putting a little more in.

What about you? What do you know and for what are do you give your thanks?

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Wednesday, August 8

Saturday, August 4

I am not here


I am off searching for smurfs.

No not really.

I am guest posting over at The Odd Couple Blog though, do swing by and say hi.

Friday, August 3

Excuse Me Is My Marriage Showing?

Today I am rather pleased to introduce my very first guest poster.  Please make Shawn from The Odd Couple Blog feel very welcome.  Shawn is a SAHM who has been married 28 years. Her goal is to help others enjoy their marriage as much as she has. She shares common sense marriage and family information make sure when you are done reading head on over to The Odd Couple Blog and see what else she has to say.
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In the world today sometimes it is hard to really know what is in a person's heart. To have the time to get to know a co-worker or an acquaintance on a deeper level takes more time then you might have. There are many times that we spend our days with people that we don't really know even the most basic facts about. The same can be said about our neighbors and other people we spend our lives around but never get to know.

What about you? Do your co-workers, acquaintances even your neighbors know the basic facts about you? If a stranger was to watch your life right now would they be able to tell is you where married or not?

Well, how can you tell if a person is married? What one does with their time might be an indicator. A married person usually has a full time job if they are the bread winner for the family. Or you might be running errands to the bank, the grocery store or some other type of place that provides the necessities of taking care of a home and family. Even if there are no children yet still learning how to run a household takes a lot of time and hard work.

The activities of a married person would be different from a single. Hanging out in the bar trying to meet people is not something that you should be doing if married. Usually an activity is shared with your spouse since that is the reason most people get married, to have some one to share their time with. Since both of you usually are working during the day the evenings and week-ends are hours you cherish as time spent together recharging and enjoying one another.

The responses you give to different circumstances also can be a tool to know if you are married or not. If invited out to a party that might get wild and involve members of the opposite sex is turned down that response can help people know that you are not interested in those types of activities. An invite to a dinner party where spouses are invited is something that you are known to go people can learn your lifestyle and be able to draw conclusions to your marital status.

As important as it is to live a life that tells others your marital status it is just as important to let your spouse know that living the life of a married person is important to you. So, if you have been having a hard time up to now living life as a married person you can start cluing in your fellow workers and acquaintances of your married life. You can use how you spend your time. Do you need to get a full time job to help pay the bills? Are your activities showing what is on your left hand ring finger? Spend those precious free hours with the one you love. Are the responses you are giving to activities in turn with what a married person would do?

These are some of the important things you can do so you don't have to ask people. Excuse Me Is My Marriage Showing?

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