(I’m sick of reading “Happy New Year, I thought I’d try something different in my title) How was everyone’s New Year’s Eve? Mine? Well, as usual, I was in bed at 10pm, but was probably up with Riley at Midnight-ish anyway, so I’m going to count that as ‘seeing it in’. This morning, typically, I…
I forgot to mention yesterday that Adam’s bag was lost en route from Sydney to Melbourne. This hasn’t happened to us before but I now see why people get so frustrated. After waiting in line for ages at the airport, tired and with a wriggly baby, our details were blearily taken and we were told…
Well, here we are. We’ve walked through the door and already I’ve been met with the problems that I was more than happy to forget about for a little while. Like, just how to solve our toy storage situation when we’ve come home armed with tonnes more (enough for my little sister to have to…
Well, the rain has gone (I think). I am pretty sure it has because all of us, to varying degrees, have a bit of sunburn. Keira has taken to the water with gusto; having already fit in three beach visits and a pool swim today before her nap. I am having less of a relaxing…
Well, we’re here. And it’s raining. Typical. Actually, it’s been ok. We went down to the beach this morning and already I can pick out the differences between the children when it comes to the beach. At 9 months of age, Keira hated the sea, sand and anything related. Riley, on the other hand, is…
My parents, to their credit, have been lifelong blood givers. It’s been something I’ve been meaning to do for a long time. So when mum got a reminder letter on Friday for some open session times next week, I rang up to volunteer. The lady on the phone was delighted. It was looking promising until…
My mother is a hoarder. Not the obsessive-compulsive kind, where it looks like her house and yard are having a permanent garage sale, but probably somewhere middle on the scale. I, on the other hand, am rather Buddhist-like when it comes to possessions (except books!) Anyway, last night mum and dad went out to tea,…
It’s….. It’s….. My Birthday. I’ve slid another year down the muddy slope closer to Thirty. The big 3-0. I don’t think I’ll start the therapy for that one until a bit later. As long as I’ve still got a 2-something, I can cope. (I must have a hang up about getting older.) I’ve gotten flowers…
I’d been hoping this would happen before we went away. We all went for a drive this morning and came home to see the mail had already come. Poking out of the mailbox was a crudely folded magazine, wrapped in plastic. I’d been told it was coming out sometime this week or next. I unwrapped…
