Wednesday, January 30

Wordless Wednesday - Walking in the bush

Refusing to believe that the last day of the school holidays were really here, Monday morning saw us pack up the car and head out bush for the day. I really do love that within a few short hours I can totally surround myself in the bush.

Here are a few pictures from our day at Litchfield National Park

 This is the smaller of the two falls at Wangi. I had my big lens on so the distance for getting the bigger of the two falls was no good.

Looks like a beautiful like a beautiful place for a swim. Sadly though there is no swimming here at the moment. One of the reasons is because of the crazy currents that are created by the falls. Mind you, you can't see the big waterfall to understand what I am really saying. Damn me and my lazy butt that refused to walk back to the car and get the right lens.

 This is the other reason that you can't go swimming. The excitement levels at seeing this little fella were sky high I can tell you. He was only a tiny tacker, couple of months old at most, so no real threat, unless of course mumma is nearby then it is a whole other story.

I actually went to take a photo of this guy when I spotted the little croc above. Interestingly enough no one was to fussed about looking at the spider once the croc was spotted.

I know that they are probably more weed than flower, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I think they are pretty. There is also a little buggy thing playing hide and seek in this photo.

Quite possibly more flowering weeds and this time not as pretty but I like getting down and pretending I know how to adjust the settings to take such photos as what was in my minds eye when I saw this.

 If you look hard, like really, really hard there is a rock wallaby in here.

These guys are Florence Falls, I hope you appreciate the effort I went to with this one. It was not an easy walk with Miss Two on my hip or dragging her feet slowly behind me when I refused to carry her any further.

Joining in with Trish and the gang for Aussie Wordless Wednesday with possibly a few too many words

Tuesday, January 29

Tips to save money on your electricity bill.

With a recent thirty percent increase in my local electricity rates I have been looking at ways to save money on my power bill. Being the sharer that I am here are a few tips on how you can save money on your electricity charges.

Of course if I lived any where else in this fine country I would be able to go to a comparison website to compare electricity rates and see if there was another local electricity company that could offer me a better deal, but alas that luxury is not available when there is but one electricity company in town. 

Mind you even when there is a choice of provider there is nothing wrong with cutting back where you can. Here are a few simple tips I am planning to take up to save money on my future electricity bills.

Unplug all appliances at the wall when not in use. 
You know that little red light you see at the bottom of your TV when it is not in use? You would be surprised at how much power all those little lights around your home can use. Sure not having the clock set on the DVD player might be an inconvenience at times but if it saves money throughout the year then it is well worth the inconvenience I say.

Appliances don't need lights. Neither do empty rooms
There is no need to have lights on if there is no one in the room. Even if you have the lowest wattage lights and all that jazz. If it's not in use, turn it off. Which I know is really just common sense but when you have kids common sense isn't always around. Children are our future and the sooner we drum these simple ways of life into them the better.

Fans cool people not rooms. 
As a tropical living girl, all our rooms have fans. Only that doesn't mean that they need to be on if we are not in the room. I imagine that for those in cooler climates the same can be said about the heater. While on the topic of heaters, it is best if they are not placed in front of windows and all doors, windows and curtains are closed when the heater is in use. It makes it easier to trap the heat within and keep the cold out. Air conditioners also work best when rooms are closed up and draught stoppers should be on every door.

While we are blessed with air conditioners in the bedrooms we have decided that they are now just there for decoration. It won't be too long till the weather changes and things cool down any way, but till then we are just going to tough it out. At least that is the plan. If however that plan crumbles we will only turn it half hour before bed and have a timer turn it off after a few hours. Rather than have it set at arctic temperatures the thermostat will be locked in at 24 degrees. This means that the system will not have to work as hard and thereby not use as much power.

Wash full loads. In cold water.
Be it the dishwasher or the washing machine it doesn't matter. Using cold water saves electricity. Most dishwashers internal heating systems for heating the water, which is much more effective than getting it from the hot tap. And really it is just common sense to wait for full loads before putting either machine on.

As much as I love my great big top loader there is a part of me that is waiting for it to pass away. It is nearly seven years old so I am sure there are much more electricity friendly models out there as front loaders use less power I want to update. 

Harness the power of the sun.
Thankfully we already have solar hot water. And I love it. So much so that I am now looking into getting more solar panels to subsidise the electricity. My friend cleverly had almost their whole roof covered with solar panels which have cut her electricity bill by a third. A third I tell you. Amazing and definitely worth looking into.

Saving electricity is easier than you may think and is really all about making a few simple lifestyle changes. Ones that in the long run will not only save you some cash but also go towards helping the environment. For more tips on how to save on your power bill check out here and here

Joining in with the IBOT gang

Monday, January 28

I must confess I slacked off a bit

It's late and I am posting. Even though I know that at this time of night most people are sleeping rather than reading hot off the press blog posts. Sometimes things just can't be helped. The silver lining looker in me says that at least I am posting. Which is more than what can be said of the last few days.

One of the selfies I took when I was off having
fun rather than blogging 
I could blame school holidays or my sister visiting or Australia Day or a dear friend stuck in hospital or a thousand other things but at the end of the day it doesn't really matter.

A few days into the new year I realised that I had managed to write every day. I felt a bit pleased with myself and decided to see how long I could make it last. My goal was a month but the back of my mind was thinking big, maybe a year? After all anything is possible.


Sadly this calendar year will not see writing every day. Nor will the month of January for that matter. The last few days have been a flurry of activity that have seen blogging take a back seat.

Which is kinda how life is meant to be though so it is all good. While I may confess to a lot of things, there are not too many that get me down.

Having such a wonderful and supportive readership means that it is ok not to write every single day. Which is awesome and I love that. As a writer that doesn't write nearly as much as she should the whole posting every day was more about actually writing than anything else.

Like many I still struggle with the delicate balancing act while juggling the balls of life. For the most part though, I do feel like I get a little closer each day. Of course some days the gains and losses can be vast and one outweigh the other. That is just the way the cookie crumbles I guess.

After actually working hard on something last week I decided to forget about my nightly blogging.

Well I didn't forget, I chose.

I chose to spend the evenings chilling Mr Awesome as we reminisced about our first date...ten years ago. Though technically when I think about it our first first date was actually back as shy teenagers probably twenty years ago. The ten years is just from this time when we got it right. Though I know everything happens for a reason and all that so I don't begrudge the time we had of discovering ourselves but that is all for posts on another day.

Spending the evenings chilling with Mr Awesome turned out to be a much better choice than the one that saw us going down the track on an adventure with our besties. Which will also need a post of it's own. Make sure you pop back next week to hear me confess as to why I am not a bike rider.

This week the confessional prompt over at My Home Truthss is your first post. My first post on this little old blog can be found here. It is just as random as the segue I just did there.

-fairy wishes and butterfly kisses

Friday, January 25

Things I Know Early In The Morning

Well kind of anyway. It possibly should have been called A whole bunch of random things I know but I kinda did that the other week and I didn't want to bore you all with the same title again. Plus I am sure by the time I actually finish writing this post it will actually be early in the morning.

How can I be so sure of this you ask? The fact that it is currently 11:58PM gives it away really.

But enough of the drivel because Friday is nearly upon us and we all know that Friday here at A Parenting Life is all about flogging your blogging and sharing what you know. Plus I am tired and more than ready for bed but I have made myself a little promise to blog everyday so here I am.

I know that the post I wrote yesterday (which was actually only about half hour ago from when I am writing this to maybe my little promise to myself might be better off it was to appear as if I have blogged every day) will probably not actually get read by as many people as I think it should.

I know that posting at nearly midnight is pretty pointless unless you plan on linking it up somewhere and promoting the hell out of it on social media the next day. Yet I still do it. Far to often.

I know that it is with mixed feelings we return to school on Tuesday. I do really love having the girls around, they are the loveliest of company but they do hold me back from doing somethings.

I know that going to the Wave Pool today was a brilliant idea. It was the perfect way to wind down the holidays. And celebrate a lovely friends birthday. And spend time with my beautiful sister.
How could hanging out here not be a brilliant idea?
I know that I am super thankful for a few little opportunities that have been thrown my way of late. If all goes to plan I should have enough funds to get my #DPCON13 ticket! Oh so excited.

I know that when I started this post it was just going to be short and sweet due to the stupidness of the time and the few little opportunities that I just mentioned.

I know that if I didn't have said little opportunity then this post would actually be about politics and how I feel terribly wronged by Julia. Wronged so much that I now don't know who I want to swear my political allegiance to at the next election. Never fear though I am pretty sure that post will still surface in the not too distant future. Which I just know you are waiting for with baited breath.

I know that I do love joining in with Grace, Miss Cinders and all the crews on a Friday

Things I Know

Thursday, January 24

Friendship reflection

Friendships are something that I spend a lot of time thinking about. Especially as I age. Friendships can be fickle if you don't make the right ones. However if you do manage to sow the right friendships seeds they can bring a life of love and happiness. As MultipleMum over at And then there were four points out we need the connection that friendship brings to help keep loneliness and isolation at bay.

For me friends are something that I have always felt like I struggled with. Even in primary school I can recall this awful feeling of just not fitting in. I wasn't overly different to everyone else, I just never felt like I had a secure circle anywhere. It was like people were always happy to spend time with till something better came along.

When I went to high school I purposely choose a school that I knew not many of the kids from my school would be at. I wanted a fresh start and a clean slate. I saw it as an opportunity to leave the struggles of the previous years behind me and create a whole new me. One that was cool and had a tight group of girls that would always have my back. The boys also thought I was a bit of alright and I would be the one that everyone would want to hang with.

Not surprisingly that is not exactly how things turned out.

Apparently being cool in the eyes of your peers as you are growing up is something you are born with. You have either got it or you don't. Much to my disappointment I realised quickly in my high school years that I was in the don't got it camp. It didn't take to long for me to realise that maybe I wasn't missing out on as much as what I thought.

Of course that is not to say I didn't manage to make some wonderful friends, because I did. And for most of the five years that I was in high school I was never overwhelmed with loneliness or isolation, but there certainly times when I questioned my place in amongst it all and there were many a time when I had the nobody likes me song going round in my head.

My first year of uni saw me out of home and living with my bestie. It was great, it was one of the first times that I started to feel a real sense of belonging. I loved it. I had wonderful boyfriend, a fantastic flatmate and a job at the coolest shop in town.

Life was great.

We lived in an inner city flat and were stumbling distance from the nightlife that is being a uni student. We partied, we studied, we were footloose and fancy free and the world was our oyster. It really did feel like a dream come true kind of life.

Looking back now I can't even remember what it was that made her move out, but move out she did and we practically never spoke again. She left town and I never heard from her again. It was all before the Internet and things. In fact, back then we didn't even have *gasp* mobile phones.

Do you know how old I feel right now?

Of course now that there is the Internet we are Facebook friends but it has only been within the last eighteen months and it was with great trepidation that I sent the request through. We messaged each other a few times but nothing more than super short updates. Which is pretty much the extent of all my interaction with those I went to high school with.

Just after few short months after my twenty first birthday I dumped my high school boyfriend and decided to move onto bigger and better things. The next few years blurred together and I suddenly experienced a whirlwind of incredibly intense romantic relationships, which would eventually leave me a single mother to a wonderful little girl.

So not what the magic ball had said when I asked as a teenager. But I digress.

This post was originally meant to be about all the beautiful friends that I have been blessed with. Especially of late. The last twelve months have really shown to me that I do have a place in this crazy old world. I still may not know exactly where that place is but I know there most definitely is one. What I do know though is it is a place that I am thankful to share with some wonderful people, both in real life and on Internet, thanks to this lovely little old blog of mine.

With that in mind I just wanted to say.

To all who left such lovely comments on Tuesday's post I am thankful.
Thankful that you stopped by and more so that you took the time to comment and show you care.

To all the lovely people who call me their friend I thank you also, I know that sometimes I may be slightly (or a lot sometimes) self occupied and don't seem to care, but trust me, when you need it most, I'll be there.

Fairy wishes and butterfly kisses to one and all

Wednesday, January 23

Personal Planner Discount Code

Remember how the other week I had a Personal Planner to giveaway? Well that giveaway has closed and a winner drawn. Super congratulations to Tracey P who is probably busy designing her personal planner as I type.

While I wish I could say that I had another to giveaway I do have something nearly as good. The lovely people at Personal Planners asked me if I was interested in sharing this with you

Which of course I am!

Remember you design the planner you want. Including choosing the start date. I know, thinkers aren't they?

Tuesday, January 22

Why did you unlike me?

Well won't you look at that, Tuesday has suddenly rolled around again and here were are once more with the bloggy loving that is #IBOT.

What's that?

You are new here and you have never heard of #IBOT!
Well grab your beverage of choice, settle in and put your feet up and I will tell you all about the joys of #IBOT while I ease the troubles within that I have this fine day.

Hosted by the ever lovely EssentiallyJess, #IBOT stands for I Blog On Tuesday and withoutis one of the most popular linky's in the Australian blogosphere. It is an open topic meme with the only requisite really being that the post you link up is fresh off the publish button that Tuesday.

The greatest thing about it though is the comment love and sense of community. It is also a great way to discover some great posts. Doing the rounds of #IBOT posts each week really feels like spending time with friends. Warm, caring and obviously sharing kind of friends, united by the love of blogging. Bloggy buddies if you will.

Some of my bloggy buddies have even sent Facebook friend requests to me. Which was kind of lovely. It meant that when I logged into the blog's Facebook page the number of friends that liked me jumped up. Well, went up by one. Which of course is always a nice feeling. As superficial and silly as it may be there are times when I am all about the numbers. Well not all about the numbers, but I would be lying if I said they didn't matter.

Because they do.

And as lovely as it is to see that number go up it is twice as awful to see it go down. As I did just recently. My numbers are all fairly stagnant, which is fine, I am may not be gaining at vast knots but at least I am not losing either. So when I do lose someone I notice.

Generally I can never be too sure who I lose, as there are hundreds of possibilities, only this time I do. You know because they are friend and all, so that kind of narrow's it down.

The questions I put to you dear reader is,

should I

  1. confront my supposed blogging buddy and ask them why, when they know only too well what the fickle land of Facebook likers is like, they unliked my page,

  2. should I take the more drastic measure of just cutting my losses and defriending them altogether and forgetting it ever happened
Anyway now that is out in the open let's get back to reading some awesome posts. Just click the button below

Monday, January 21

I must confess that lists scare me

There I said it.

I am not sure if I really like lists. I find them overwhelming and daunting. The unticked tasks that are invariably left seem to taunt me. A constant reminder for a failure to achieve.

Everywhere you turn these days there are people and their lists. Lists of what they'll do, what they've done, where they have been and gone and everything in between. I admire their bravery in being able to put it all out there like that.

Where for most, the highlight of a list is the ticking off it's accomplishments once completed, such achievements seem to regularly elude me. In fact rather than a to-do list it is a case of will never not in a life time get done.

Thanks to Deb over at Home Life Simplified though, I think there might be a solution. Today see's Deb launch the first of her Listmania lists. A weekly meme to share some good old list loving, with the first week reminding me lists don't have to be about things that need to be done.

Lists can be about anything (duh! However did I forget that?)

And this list is about me!
Currently I am:
 Reading: Let's Pretend This Never Happened by Jenny Lawson I only started reading this yesterday but so far I am really enjoying it. I received it thanks of the lovely Denyse quite a few weeks ago now. 
Listening to: Some documentary on mining and land claims. It is actually quite interesting, Mr Awesome is watching it, I am thinking of rushing through the rest this so I can join him.
 Laughing at: Myself for thinking I could just rush through the rest of this list. Perhaps my initial feelings regarding lists were correct. I just skimmed down some of the other things I need to come up with here and they are tough!
Swooning over: Mr Awesome Yes I know, but it is true. I don't get time to watch movies or read magazines so I have no idea who the hottest hot bod belongs to according to social media. Mr Awesome is all I need.
 Planning: Always. Rarely successfully though. I am not sure why but for some reason I take that whole best laid plans thing to the extreme. Regardless of my level of planning nothing ever goes to plan.
Eating lots of: Blueberries. Or at least I was yesterday when I bought two punnets of them because they were super cheap and then preceded to eat them while waiting for the rain to ease so I could walk home dry
 Feeling: Tired and sore. Sigh, but who isn't?
Discovering: Mr Awesome rubbing my neck feels like heaven
 Looking at: The inside of my eyelids enjoying said neck rub from Mr Awesome
WearingClothes. Nothing exciting there. However if Mr Awesome is offering free massages I may soon be wearing nothing which of course would be exciting and how did this suddenly become so hot and heavy. All a bit much for Monday morning reading I am sure.
 Cooking: Delicious chocolate cherry muffins. Seriously delicious. I should take a photo of them before I eat them all and then maybe I could blog about it.
Wondering: If the whole massage thing could actually be a possibility?
 Trying out: My luck with the massage. You can't blame a a girl for trying. 

Sorry list lovers, that is the best I have for now. I did tell you they scare me a little. 

In the meantime check out the other list manics here

Oh and I must confess that I am a linky lover and this joins in with Kirsty and her confessions. 
I must also confess that I never intended this post to be all about my love of massages, but there you go.

Sunday, January 20

Sunday Session - The Just Dance Edition

The other week when I heard that Cass was going to return Sunday Sessions to the web I was over joyed. It wasn't like I was a regular linker when Thea hosted but it was one that I did like to drop in on when the mood arose. Having said that though, I failed to get my act together enough to actually link up last week.

Never fear though I am here now and some may even say with bells on!

For Christmas, Santa kindly left the girls the latest copy of Just Dance. It is great because it is one that we can all play together and it gets everyone moving. It is with this game in mind I present to you this week's Sunday Session.

These are some of our favourite songs to dance to from the game

The girls were suitably impressed when I explained the story behind the song. It actually turned out to be quite a geography lesson as they then wanted to see it all on maps and what not!

Next up is

Mind you in searching for a clip for this one I came across the original, which the girls found pretty hilarious. (As did I)

Oh how times change hey?

Make sure you head on over to Cass Can Sew for more musical musings.

Oh and did I mention that I had a giveaway going at the moment?

Instagram Catch Up

Yes, I know it is my week not fortnight but you can't win all the time now can you? I didn't join in last week for a couple of reasons. The first of which was because I was all eager to jump on boards Mum Talks Autism's new linky called I Love Your Blog and the second was because, well, I just didn't have any photos.

Even combining the two weeks together and I can barely come up with enough to warrant sharing, but I am giving it a go nonetheless. If you are curious as to why I have suddenly drawn a blank of the Instagram sharing I am too.

The only thing I can put it down to is trying to hard. I have taken to try and take a photo, edit it, watermark it and then Instagram it. You know just in case the powers that be ever want to run of with one of my shots, I want to make sure everyone knows where it comes from.

Anyway, here's what I do have
A day of fun and laughter out on the water in our new inflatable kayak. Oh so much fun. It all left me feeling a little bit pleased with myself actually.

The artist within Miss Six shared this little gem. So colourful and bright. She likes everything to look like a rainbow. Which is funny because when she was in my tummy, Miss Eleven, who at the time was a Miss Nearlyfive use to ask if we could call the baby Rainbow Starshine. Since that was the name she would actually have preferred for herself, and why hadn't I given her such a cool name like Rainbow Starshine...

In a bid pass some time while I pined for the return of Miss Eleven, I sorted out her bead collection. It was one of those not really so useful things to do, but way better than housework. Plus once they were all sorted it made necklace making much more enjoyable. Which again was a preferred option over housework.

A butterfly (in my mind) that Miss Six thought was a dragonfly. Apparently presenting a child with food in the shape of an insect, makes you the best mum ever! Which is nice.

This was my favourite photo frame. Ever. It has my most precious photos. 
Well some of them. 
Down in the bottom left corner is Mr Awesome and I when were were but kids ourselves. 
Me all dressed in my Territory Debating Team uniform and him, his favourite long sleeve, wear all the time despite living in the tropics coz I am cool like that Stussy shirt at his father's 40th birthday parties. 
The night his father kindly introduced me into the art of cocktail making. 
I became a slippery nipple guru. And no it is not as dirty as it sounds. 
The big bear hug with my dad at my boyfriend of the time 21st up in the top right always makes me smile. It was such a turning point in my life. Which I may or may not one day blog about

Yep that's right I have a GIVEAWAY!!! And it is still open. Well providing that you are reading this before Wednesday the 23rd of Jan 2013 it is still open. 

After my fruit insect hit earlier on in the week Miss Six requested that I repeat my efforts. So this time I tried to make a dragonfly. "You know mum, just like you did last time" 
Only apparently this was more of a butterfly. Seriously.

This was inspired by the fatmumslim photo a day challenge. Not that I am partaking in said challenge because I totally suck at them but, a lot of the people I follow do and one day recently the prompt was two. Lazing around on my back patio I noticed these two. I had also just come across a new watermarking app that I was keen to try.

After an incident over at my neigbours I just had to get my fairy cards out and see what they had to say. As it turned out it was a lot. If you want to know what that entails though you will have to go here to read about it. I can see a lot more fairy posts in the not to distant future.

These beauties were a lot of hard work. Including a walk to the shops in the rain to get the eggs. Of course when we set out said rain was nothing more than a light drizzle and we barely got wet. By the time we were ready to head home though it was a whole different story. One that involved a torrential downpour. We sat it out till it passed, munching on cheap blueberries that were supposed to be on the plate but I gobbled them all before we go home.

So there you have it, my days in pics. Make sure you head over to the lovely Tina at TinaGraydotMe and see what all the other Instagram addicts have been up to.

Saturday, January 19

This week's blog loving

I Love Your BlogAs I was making way round my blog reading duties this week I was consciously trying to decide which  post was going to be the 'one' featured here today. Turned out that it has been a big week in the Australian blogosphere. Well at least in the parts of it that I frequent.

The ever awesome EssentiallyJess, host of the infamous IBOT link that sees Tuesday bloggers unite in a frenzy of comment sharing love, eloquently wrote about how sleeping at the end of the world showed her the benefits of stretching oneself sometimes. It certainly got me thinking about what areas I could, if not should, stretch myself in. Lord knows there are plenty of areas that I fail to push myself through so perhaps stretching will work better?

Motherhood itself is all about stretching. Zanni, over at Heart Mama had a post about connecting with the older child when younger siblings enter the scene.With such big age gaps between my girls, five years and then four years, I never felt too stretched in the early years of multiple children. Recently however it is a whole other story.

Recently mothering has become more challenging than ever before for me. I was never one to struggle to meet the demands of a newborn. Or buckle under the constant barrage of the toddler years. No, to me they were a breeze, one that I sailed through with ease and enjoyment. Give me a prepubescent preteen however and I am suddenly at my wits ends. Grace summed it up perfectly with her great post on resistance and acceptance.

Everything just seemed so simple when they were babies. They cried, I picked them up. From there I would check the nappy situation, followed by the offer of food, cuddles or playtime and failing all that it was bedtime. Simple. As a breastfeeder for over a total of seven years, shoving the baby on my breast, if you pardon the expression, was the answer to all my prayers on many occasion.

Thankfully, no one ever had the balls to come and question, comment or ask me to move somewhere more discreet, while I was in the throws of tending to my child's needs aka breastfeeding. When I say thankfully I say so not because I would have been left mortified from such comments but because I would have been forced to beat said person with my nappy bag. Mind you one of the best posts I have seen on the topic is over at Good Golly Miss Holly. Take that narrow minded morons.

But I digress, my most favourite post of the week is over at
The Heroes In Our Lives
A poignant post about who are the real heroes in the world today. 
Who should we be encouraging our impressionable children to look up to?

Honestly if you are only going to click through one link on here, make it that one. Though of course that means you would miss out on the opportunity to enter my awesome giveaway but hey that is your call.

Thursday, January 17

Things I Know About School Holidays

Things I Know
I know that I really and truly love the school holidays. I am by no means one of those mum's that dreads the start of school holidays. Nor do I long for them to come to an end. In fact quiet the opposite.

I know one of the things I love most about the school holidays is that time almost ceases to exist. There is rarely a need to be anywhere at any particular time, particularly before 9 am in the morning.

I know that I do not miss the morning chaos that comes with the school term. Not at all. Not one single bit. Quite the opposite in fact. The peace and tranquility that resides over the morning during holiday time is pure and utter bliss.

I know that school holidays are all about having fun and getting outdoors so we can make the most of our time together. It means we get to do things like...

early morning kayak paddles

 climbing to the tallest tower

 frolic in rock pools

 hang out at public pools

have pancake picnic breakfasts

I know that the fact there is only one week left of the school holidays makes me a tad sad. Actually it makes me a lot sad.

I know that even though I am sad about the holidays ending there is also a lot of good that will come of it. Like being able to slot in a run without anyone complaining that they don't want to go.

I know that while it has nothing to do with the school holidays you should totally go and enter my giveaway for a Personal Planner. They are seriously all kinds of cool.
Giveaway entry page can be found HERE

I know that I am going to share all I know with all those who know to flog their blog WithSomeGrace. If you are after some great blogs to read, that is the place to start.

If you know stuff you should totally go over to Miss Cinders and share all the stuff that you know, it seriously is the best way to get Friday underway. Not only that it is a great way to interact with some great blogs that you may not have already known about.

Trusting Your Intuition

Slowly the day is slipping away from me. As it so often does. This is the third or fourth, perhaps even more, attempt at writing today. Once again there is so much to say that I literally just can't think of where to begin. Not to mention all the things I keep thinking I should be be doing instead of fluffing around on the interwebz.

Miss Eleven returns home tomorrow. Super big yay for that. There is much to be done before then though. I wanted to make sure her room was all lovely. She left it in a bit of a mess and while I know she should be made to take responsibility for it all, who wants to return to a crappy room? I keep saying to myself that maybe if everything is all in place she will be able to keep it that way. Then I remember how many times I have had that conversation. Way to many to count.

Ideally I wanted this post to be about fairies. Only I am not sure I really have the right mind frame to do it justice. As I have previously mentioned I believe in fairies. So much so that they even have their own label. Staying true to my form though I don't actually write about them nearly as often as I should. I don't write about anything nearly as much as I should.

The other day, my neighbour who was due to return home from her five week holiday late that night, asked me to pop in turn some lights on for her and make sure she had some milk for the morning. Which of course was no worries at all. I have waited a long time to have a neighbour like her and am thankful the universe finally sent her my way.

The problem arose when I looked at her fridge.

You see on it there was a magnetic picture frame and in it was a fairy card. A fairy card that I was certain was mine. This certainty was based on the fact that the picture frame it was enclosed in was also mine. Certain I was. So certain, I called in Miss Six who was patiently waiting outside for me. Poor little mite was confused as to why she could now come inside when not two minutes prior I had made it quite clear she was not to step foot inside as my neighbour did not need to be looking at dirty little footprints the moment she walk in the door.

Anyway, there we were, standing at my neighbour's fridge with me asking her if she had for some reason given our neighbour (who I should possible think of a name for maybe Ms H?) Scrunching her little face up I could see that Miss Six clearly thought I was slightly crazy. She had no recollection of said picture frame, not even a hint of recognition.

Perhaps a normal person would have just let it be. As we all know I am far from what normal should be. Especially when this was the card in question.

Ok not the actual card of Ms H's fridge,
but this is the same card, just from my deck
Yep you read right. Trust Your Intuition. What hope did I have of just actually letting this go and forgetting how certain I was that for some crazy reason Ms H had my fairy card on her fridge?

Showing that I do actually have a concept of self control and personal space, I somehow refrained from pulling Ms H's home apart to see if she had her own deck of fairy cards from which this could come from, I returned to my humble abode to count my own deck and confirm my suspicions. I had thought of just calling Ms H and demanding an explanation as to why she was keeping my card on her fridge but then thought better of it.

Well you can imagine my surprise when low and behold I still had 44 cards in my fairy deck. Perhaps Ms H had not absconded my card after all? While I had no explanation on where the card on the fridge came from, at least I could now rest assured that it was not mine.

Since I had the cards in my hot little hands I decided that perhaps what my intuition was trying to tell me was that I needed to connect with the fairies?

The first three cards that I pulled were

Look Inside Yourself, Financial Flow, Honouring Your True Feelings
All of which I felt an instant relevance to. Actually as I was writing out the affirmations that accompanied the cards (the sticky notes) I began to feel a strange sense of calm.

Earlier in the day I had been discussing with others the issue of trying to find the money for my #DPCON13 ticket as the whole sponsorship thing has not quite panned out yet. (Still available though if you are brand looking to splash some cash on advertising) The Financial Flow card gave me the peace of mind not to worry any further, which was nice. Especially since the last couple of days had seen a flurry of interest in this little old blog.

However constantly having a need for more I decided to pull a few more cards, this time consciously thinking of the blog.

Stand Your Ground, Make Music, Parenting and Children.
Each card filled with it's own special message, that as I was writing out the affirmation I could feel start to grow within me. But more on that later. This post has rambled on for more than long enough I am sure. Never fear though, I have a feeling that the fairies will soon be making a much regular appearance.

In the meantime have you heard the news about my rather awesome giveaway? 
Entry can be found here and there are daily opportunities so make sure you keep dropping by

Tuesday, January 15

GIVEAWAY - Personal Planner

Stop the press and have a look at this!

How would you like to be the owner of one of these rather awesome Personal Planners?

Uh huh. I hear you. The thought totally gets me excited as well. How could you not want to own one? Especially since you are able to personalise the planner to suit your needs and preferences. And when I say personalise, I mean choose the colour of the cover, or even front image as well as all wording and fonts.

Which means if you wanted to, you could have your very own coffee planner.

You know so you could make sure you scheduled in plenty of coffee catch ups with all your besties.

Or if you were feeling particularly generous in nature, you may want to create the perfect personal planner as a gift for a certain someone you know, it really would make a great present and mother's day isn't that far away.

The thing that I loved most about the Personal Planner was the level of personalisation. The birthdays of friends and family, as well as other yearly special events can be added to the inlay and you can even import some of the details from Facebook.

Plus there is a range of clever boxes for to-do lists, exercise, idea of the week and weather. Of course it is up to you to choose what is in there and what is not.

Alternate pre-school or kindy sessions? No worries, there is box to help you keep track of that as well.

There are four sizes to choose from and you get to pick the start date, making it the perfect planner to get at any time of the year.

So how do you win one?

Pretty easy really, head on over to the Personal Planner page on Facebook, give them a like and if you are really keen tell them I sent you. Then just follow all the instructions on the Rafflecopter below and hope that the rafflecopter gods like your name and number. Like I said easy as!

a Rafflecopter giveaway

This giveaway is open to everyone, including international readers.
The prize, one gift card for a planner in any size to the value of $45 can not be exchanged for money.
The winner will be announced on my Facebook page and notified on the 23/1/13 and has 48 hours to respond, otherwise another draw will take place.

I was asked if I was interested in sharing this giveaway with my readers, in return I too shall get to personalise my own planner and I am beyond excited about that. All opinions are my own.

A letter to my daughter

Dearest Miss Eleven,

It is only four more sleeps till you will be safely back under my wing. It can not come quickly enough. It feels like forever since you left here. Though the reality is that it has barely been twelve days. Twelve long lingering days where your sisters and I have constantly worn ourselves out to exhaustion. Between long deep sleeps and plenty of activity time seems less of a burden. It starts to pass with more ease in days that are filled with laughter to mask all else.

These times apart are hard for me, your sisters too, but we know that it is just the way it is. In the early days I wondered whether it really was the right thing to do and I must thank your father for being as understanding as what he was about it all. He mostly listened to my worries. I still worry about all kinds of things, I guess it is just what parents do though. Worry about whether or not they have done the right thing and according to who.

Who is to really know or say what is right or wrong about anything these days? All we can do is look into our hearts and trust our gut, cross our fingers and toes and hope for the very best. That is pretty much what gets me by most of the time. I hope it works out the same for you as well.

This is a super big year for you. A super big year for us. This journey that you are on, it is one that we still need to be on together for a long time yet. Please don't shut down and exclude me. I might not get it right all the time but I mean well, my heart is in the right place and I only want the best for you. More than anything, that is always all I am aiming for. The best for you and your interests.

As much as we have missed you though, we have noticed something about your absence. There is a quiet and calm around that we are not sure how often we have seen before. In many ways it is a bit lovely. There has been less yelling and screaming from everyone. I really hope it can stay this way with you here.

There have been some changes while you were gone and they will stay when you come back. Changes to things like screen times and jobs. There is to be less of one and more of the other. Though there are no real surprises there, you were warned before you left of what to expect upon your return. My mind has not changed.

Like I said before, I know this is a big year, and I am here to keep you company and help out where need be. I want to be there for you. Always. I know you think I smoother you, but it is only natural that I want to protect you. As exciting as the world may seem it is not always roses. There are too many nasties out there for one as precious as you.

While middle school may not sound the same as high school, it will certainly have a lot of similarities. I still can't believe that this is the door currently waiting to open. If only there was some way to make you understand the importance of education. What you learn now is actually important. Seriously.

I know that it might be hard to believe but it is true, as rubbish as what you might think they are speaking, you can never learn to much. It is important to stop and listen. Always stop and listen to what is being said around you. There may be times when you don't need to take it on board but always make sure you listen before running away.

Unless it is about boys. Then run away at top speed as fast as you can without listening to a word that is said. There will be plenty of time of boys when you are all grown up and they on their way to being men. For now just have as many wonderful friends as you can and forget totally about kissing, sex or anything of the like.

You are only eleven, yes, yes that's right, I mean nearly twelve.

There is no need to wish you life away. Stop and smell the flowers, blow some bubbles and laugh as much as you can. These really should be some of the best years of your life. Carefree and without worry. Not without study though. You can study and learn but without worry or stress. I know it is cliche but you should try hard at school. In fact you should try hard in all that you do. Always give everything you best go.

My dearest darling first born, there is so much that I want to say. So much that for one reason or another I can't just yet. All in good time I know. For now however rest assured that you are loved and greatly missed when not here with us. Your coming home can not come soon enough.

Fairy wishes and butterfly kisses


Oh and by the way I have a giveaway 
for a personal planner over here
You should enter.

Monday, January 14

I have a new love

Last week there was something that I just had to tell you and I am glad I did. The support and encouragement that I received was heart warming. And it is with some of those kind words in mind that I write now.

As so many rightly pointed out for as much as I may have stopped doing somethings, there are many more that I have slowly kept slogging away at. Like this little old blog, like the fact I am no longer a smoker, like my running. And that is to name but a few.

Perhaps a better confession would be to being prone to exaggeration, bending the truth and fancying oneself as a bit of a story teller? But then you guys probably know all that all ready?

While we are being all open and chatty though I would like to make wee little confession regarding my feelings. Lately I have been feeling a little misunderstood. Posts that I expected to leave readers in stitches have had far from that effect. Instead I read through the well meant comments and wonder if my readers think I have a few self esteem issues.

Perhaps I do?

While on the one hand I walk around happily in a cloud of disillusionment where I am ecstatically happy with all facets of my being, the other is always wait to slap reality back into view. In between all of that I can still see flaws and areas for self improvement. Some say that is just natural though.

However the real contradiction occurs in the manner in which I am diligently outfit planning for my time in Sydney in March for the highly anticipated #DPCON13. One must always ensure one is dressed appropriately when mixing and mingling with society at large. This little backyard bush girl doesn't want to be standing out for all the wrong reasons when she hangs with the sleek city slickers.

I may have recently purchased a new handbag because I was certain that it would help me create the look that I wanted. The real me generally doesn't care to much for bags one way or the other, let alone allowing them to help create a look. If I have done that then it would be a bit like a secret though because who really has spare cash to blow on things like gorgeous handbags just after Christmas?

Sigh. It is such a beautiful bag though. I can't help but wonder if it is wrong to feel so much happy just for having a bag slung over your shoulder. Albeit a big beautiful green bag that can't help but draw the attention of everyone. I was going to keep it safely locked away till just before I left but I am not sure I am that strong.

It seems wrong to not use such a beauty...

What about you? Have you got a confession? Head on over to My Home Truths and join on in.