Oooooh, the whole getting into the fabric thing has got me going today!
After making up some scrumptious crafty care packages, I got a little bit motivated to approach the sewing machine.
Have I told you how much I loooove my machine? It's a Janome Memorycraft 10001 and it does all sorts of neat tricks :)
Anyway, I'm pretty sure I have told you about my obsession with tea towels. So I picked a couple out of my stash today and sewed them together to make these "Smooshy Picnic Pillows" (named for the thing they do when you put your head on them - they go smooshy!)
I need to make a couple more yet, plus a "Smooshy Picnic Quilt" to go with them. They will live in the back of my station wagon. You see, the netball season starts shortly, and that means early morning starts for me and my girls to get to places all over the countryside by some ungodly hour, only to have to make camp on some uncomfortable hillside somewhere. Well not this year! This year we will have our smooshies and maybe a knitted blanket to make life a bit more scrumptious this winter...
...are ready to go! These will be posted off in the morning to Ms*Robyn, Calidore, Nicole and Dawn. So keep an eye out for the postie, girls!
The only problem is, I have barely made a dent in the stash...
So if anyone else wants some fabric, just drop me a line (email on my profile) with your address and a package will be winging it's way to you in no time :) If you want to do a swap, great - I love surprises!
Ok, for those interested in the fabric giveaway, you can now email me through my profile. Hope that makes it easier :)
Prepare to be disgusted, horrified, revolted even.
The lovely Dawn has posted some pictures on "getting real". Basically, this is to show the not so nice bits about your home.So for your viewing displeasure, I present....my sewing room, well, space. (I knew it was bad, but it looks so much worse in the photos!) Now can you see why I need to clean it out a little?On another note, thank you for all your comments on yesterday's post. I am feeling better now, and I will just be who I am, live my life, and if they want me, they know where I am. My own children need me, and I can't give all my time to worrying about something I can't change. Maybe I'll have a baby of my own - teehee...I am back to normal - no more whinging here for a while!
I mentioned right back in the beginning of my blogging adventures, that I was not only going to be an aunty soon, but a step-Grandma as well. So now it's time to tell you the whole
story. Settle yourself in for a cuppa, because this may take a while!
I'll start with a bit of background on the young lady in question (step daughter). Mother is a raging alcoholic, father is a heavy drinker too (grimace) but it doesn't affect things too badly on our home front. Maternal grandparents both dead, leaving mother millions and granddaughter hefty inheritance to be given on her 21st birthday. Paternal grandparents loving and concerned.
Mother now broke. Father couldn't discipline if his life depended on it.
Child was in an abusive relationship until 18 months ago, then moved in with a "friend". Definitely not her boyfriend according to her.
Ok. Here we go...
About 4 months ago, a friend of mine said she had seen mother and daughter at the shops and daughter looked about five months pregnant. I said she was a little overweight, but mentionedit to Sweetie anyway.
In November, Sweetie's nephew was killed in a car accident. At the wake was a lady with a beautiful baby, and I mentioned how I was looking forward to having grandkids. Step-daughter laughed and said not to expect them from her, she was not having kids! Meanwhile, she is drinking like a fish - seriously.
Spent Christmas with the family, as usual, still no mention of any pregnancy, however the mother let it slip accidently to Sweetie. So now we knew she was definitely having a baby - and soon.
Last week, Sweetie had a phone call from his daughter, informing him that he was a Grandfather, and she'd had a baby boy a month ago. I'm sorry? A month ago????
Oh, and could he please tell his parents, for her.
Is this not absolutely unbelievable to you? This girl has hidden her pregnancy all the way through, and just produced a baby. And still hasn't told her father the guy she is living with is her boyfriend and the father of this child.
But what I don't understand is the family's reaction. They are all so happy, and not one of them has asked her why she hid it from them - not one! Her father is scared that if he gets angry with her, she won't want anything to do with him, but she only rings when she wants something from him anyway. *shrug*
Maybe the family are right to be happy, I don't know. Maybe I am being the b**** here.
But is this really the way people behave? And everyone accepts it? Maybe I live in my own little world, and if that's the case, then I'll just stay here, thank you very much.
I'm trying to be cool about this, but it's pretty darn hard. However, I have bought some little outfits for baby, and am making him a quilt, and I will send them off in a couple of days.
Am I not normal? Please tell me your thoughts on this, because I am struggling with the whole situation right now...
As you might know, I am on a decluttering junket. I am about to get into my sewing room, because I want to sew and it's such a mess, I just can't do anything until it's clean and cleared.This is some of my fabric stash here...Ladies, I have too much! I have a fabric habit, and there is no way I am going to use all this within the next year. So I've had an idea.A blogging fabric giveaway! So any crafty bloggers out there who would like a pack of fabrics, just email me at:fabricatious(at)yahoo(dot)com(dot)au. and give me your postal details.Most of my fabrics are florals, shabby chic, and pink! But not all of them :) They are moctly quilting fabrics perfect for all types of crafts. Top quality too. You will receive a mixed package, and I will start with fifteen packs for now, and see how it goes. Overseas bloggers welcome too!My theory about allthis, is If I can clear out a whack of fabric, I can use the rest for my projects and I will have room for more fabric! *lol*
I thought today, I would tell you my story...
I was a young mother. I had my first babba at the age of 21. I was also single at the time. I enjoyed motherhood immensely, most of the time. I didn't work, and I lived with my mother.
I then met my ex, and we moved in together and I had babba number two. When the princess was two months old (after she was in and out of hospital for the first month or so), I went off to work. Peter worked days, and I worked nights, so we passed each other at the door. Although I enjoyed my job, I didn't want to be working, but I also didn't want to be spending too much time with my partner. (Sad, but true and I was so young and silly at the time). Not too long after we acquired a new house and a bigger mortgage, and Peter was on Worker's Compensation. I felt I HAD to work, as he was at home with the girls full-time. I nearly left the relationship then, but didn't. I am one of those people who has to make sure I have done the best I can before I give up.
So, in an effort to lift my flagging spirits, I suggested we move to Australia - my mother and sister were here, and I felt I needed the support. We had been here a month, barely settled in, when I found out I was pregnant with Harry Bear. I was devastated. I was in a relationship with a man who had no respect for me, and I was having another babba. But, there was nothing to be done, I had to make the best of the situation. For the next six years, I stayed at home with my babies, and I was miserable. I would cook and clean, but it was never good enough for this man - he would come home and do it all over again. In the end I gave up. Why should I waste my time, if he was going to do it anyway?
I eventually got myself a part-time job, because I knew the relationship was over, and I needed some independence. The children were all at school, and it was the right thing for me at the time. Peter didn't like it. I had told him it was over, and I was sleeping on the couch every night, staying only until I had saved some money to enable me to move out. He hated it, and became very nasty, because he was losing his control. He kicked me out. He got very dirty, kidnapped the kids from my sister's house, and a lot of other horrible things.
Not too long afterwards, I was lucky enough to get into a relationship with my Sweetie. What that man went through! Peter went nuts and followed him around, attacked him in the local supermarket, stole his wallet, and generally exhibited deranged behaviour. We look back and laugh now, but really, how many men would stay with a woman if it was causing so much trouble? Peter has calmed down now - three years later. At the time he assumed I had been having an affair and that is why I left. In actuality, to me, the relationship with him had been dead for years. I never had an affair - it started after it was all over. Anyway...
Friends tried to tell me it was because he loved me so much that he was behaving this way. I knew better, it was always control with him, and he was still trying to have it his way. I dropped out of life for a while. Stayed home, had no contact with friends. I needed to get my head together. It worked.
I am so incredibly grateful to have been given the chance to have a wonderful life with a man I love more than I ever thought possible. And for him to love me equally. He has taken on the role of supporter of my children, who adore him as much as I do. He has his faults, but I wouldn't be without him for anything in the world. We saved each other, we support each other, and he relishes me being at home to look after everything for him, and I love to do it.
Thirteen years ago, I could never have imagined that I could have it all, but I do. I have all that I need to make me happy, and so today, I am saying thank you. I have absolutely nothing to complain about. And Peter, thank you. Without you, I would never be able to appreciate all that is so good about my life now.
I would like to apologise to everyone if it seems like I have not been visiting you lately.As you can see, I have Blogroll, and it is set up so that I can tell at a glance whether you have posted something new. Only problem is, it doesn't seem to be working in the way I would like it to!Today, I realised that I have missed out on quite a few posts, and I'm decidedly upset about it - I've caught up with everyone now, and I promise to manually check from now on, so I don't miss anything you've written.Last night was "games night". Once a month, Sweetie and I get together with my sister and brother-in-law, and another couple who are dear friends, and we play silly games. Yesterday was Trivial Pursuit. Loads of fun and some rather strange questions and stranger answers! We didn't win, but it matters not one whit - we all had a ball.My aim today is to design and sew a very cute apron, for a special project - details to follow soon, if it all works out in the way I am hoping. However, being Sunday and the family are all home, I may have to wait until tomorrow when I have the house to myself again. School uniforms and bedding beckon from the laundry, and it's a lovely drying day so I should really get into that :)I was hoping to get out for a family picnic, but Sweetie is working this morning, and Miss*G has just wandered off to the riding club down the road, as one of her friends is competing today. Actually, the sewing machine is looking good right now!I'm off to get things done - hope you all have a restful, enjoyable weekend, catch you tomorrow!
Thanks so much for all your supportive comments about my "ickiness" yesterday. I realised this morning that I didn't get the time to write in my Gratitude Journal yesterday (I forgot to unplug the phone and was interrupted), and I do believe that may have contributed to my feeling odd about everything. I am fast learning that once you start being grateful, it is not something you should stop doing! Even if only for a day. It's a part of my daily routine now, every weekday morning, and it centres me for the rest of the day, even if I'm not consciously aware of it.So, anyway... I have decided to learn to crochet. It was something I never mastered when I was younger, and I so want to be able to make little doilies and pretty edgings. I have a couple of books from the library and I picked up this leaflet from the op shop this afternoon...
As soon as I get some time, I will be head down, figuring out the intricacies of slipstitch, half treble and double treble!
I also found this great book with loads of bread recipes that I want to try - note the price, what a bargain!
And finally, I thought I would show you my very own, hand-drawn plan of what my new kitchen will look like. Hopefully in about 18 months or so - you can't rush these things *lol* (You will need to click on the pic to enlarge it.)
I'm feeling a bit out of sorts tonight. Just want to be on my own - I mean I love my family to bits, but I think it's all to do with my day today...I had to return a couple of library books I had left behind when we went on Tuesday. So that took me to the "shops". I figured while I was there, I would have a wander around, and there were a couple of little things I wanted to pick up.So my "not spending on anything but essentials for 21 days" went out the window I'm afraid. I got some crochet hooks, cookie cutters, a kitchen timer and a couple of mini cake tins for myself. I also picked up a couple of Christmas pressies (how organised am I?), and a couple of things on sale at the book shop. But I don't think it was the spending money that has me feeling icky. It was being around all those people in the shopping centre.You see, lately I am spending an awful lot of my time puttering around at home, in solitude. And I like it. I enjoy my own company, and when I get sick of it, I have wonderful friends I can call on so I don't become too self-obsessed :) And having to go out into the big wide world and see all those people caught up in their spend til there's no more money mentality made me feel, well, sick.I hope I don't come across all holier than thou here, but I am trying to strike a balance between frugality and little treats, rather than just buy for the sake of filling some gap in my life, that should be filled with something a little more meaningful.I don't know, I think I'm rambling and trying to get it out of my head or maybe spending that bit of money that wasn't necessary really did get to me. That can only be a good thing I think. Means I'm no longer on auto pilot 24 hours a day.Anyway, I have to go and put the groceries away - still sitting on the kitchen floor where I dumped them this afternoon!Sweet dreams...
It's 8am on Thursday morning, and I feel good!I have finished the dreaded tax, as well as some other unfinished business stuff I had hanging over my head. Add to that we have been paid (yay!), and that makes for a good mood indeed *lol*Thought I would show you the results of my decluttering yesterday...we can now see the majority of the wall and there is a wee bit of clear space on the coffee table too! Couldn't see it at all before I attacked it. I haven't tackled the desk yet - I will need lots of energy and chocolate for that one :)Shopping day today, so I am in the middle of meal planning and grocery lists. I thought I might get out of my comfort zone (I hardly leave the town I live in) and try the Aldi Supermarket that is about 40 minutes away. I hear you can really notice the difference in your wallet when you shop there. We shall see...So, to sum it all up: the house is clean and much tidier than it's been for a long time, I have money in the bank (and food in the cupboards - soon), and I have my unpleasant tasks all done. Oh and I haven't seen Richard the Rat for a couple of days now - fingers crossed! What a great feeling :)Hope you all have a happy, surprising day!
ok, so I'm being totally vain here *lol*
I want to know how you all think of me, pretty please? Go here and tell me what you think of me!
I found this at Gina.E's, thanks Gina, it's neat!
My decluttering has slowed somewhat, blogger friends. So I'm trying a new tactic.I am posting a picture of the worst area in the house - the hall come study, kind of area. It's pretty disgusting, I have to say. Granted, this is the dumping ground for anything I have no home for - which is a lot as we have little to no storage space due to renovations (see wall frame in background). But it's no excuse. Obviously, I have far too much "stuff" to fit into the space I do have, so I need to get rid of it. There may be some *free to good home* ads here in the next couple of days!Now I've shown you, I have to clean it up, right? Right. And you will all nag me until I post a picture of said area looking beautiful, clean and clutter-free! Promise me!
Snow. I want snow. Something cool and white. Somewhere cool and white. Somewhere I can sit and be still without sweating.
One more summer - that's all I have to get through and then we'll install air conditioning.
Although it strikes me as quite ridiculous to want to live in a place where you have to run an air conditioner, 24 hours a day for 6 months of the year, just to be comfortable.
I have said it before and I'll say it again - I am a cool climate gal!
It has been hot and steamy for over a week now, with no relief. We are meant to be sub-tropical, but it is definitely more tropical lately.
The world's weather patterns have gone crazy in the last ten years - what have we (the human race) done? Taken our beautiful planet for granted, genetically engineered food, cloned sheep and generally behaved like Frankenstein.
I demand a return to the ways of our fore-fathers. New is not necessarily improved, and created food is just damn wrong!
Are you with me?
It's Business Activity Statement time again. I don't know what it is with the Australian Taxation Office, but I really, really detest them!Most bills, I am happy to pay, it's a good feeling and I pay them willingly. But not the tax.Maybe it's because we pay them inordinate amounts of money - not just each year, but every three months.I hate the paperwork I have to do, and although they have a programme that makes it incredibly easy to calculate the GST (Goods and Services Tax) we inevitably have to pay each quarter, I still hate it!I have eight days until I have to send them another ridiculously large cheque, and I have only just started the paperwork involved. I always put it off til the last minute.I have friends who work a "normal" job, who think that we earn fantastic amounts of money and I have no right to complain. Truly, the Sweetie earns good money, but, it's not as good as most people think. There are so many expenses involved in working for yourself. Oh boy, if the dough that was coming in was all ours, I'd be jumping for joy! *lol* Anyway, that is not my complaint here...I need to find a way to not resent the Tax Office - any suggestions?
*Wake early and treat yourself to a lovely footbath
*Have a homemade blueberry muffin and cup of tea for breakfast
*Wave Sweetie off to work with lunch and a flask of tea to see him through the day
*Sneak back to bed with a good book
*Finish your book!
*Make some delicious orange-scented laundry powder and softener (made easy with the use of a coffee grinder to grate the soap)
*Plan new dream kitchen
*Take a trip to the shops to buy fresh salad ingredients and French stick for dinner of ham salad and garlic bread
*Take a nice, refreshing shower, and prepare dinner
*Spend the rest of the evening with your Sweetie, talking and dreaming of how to make your home as cozy as can be...
Yes, that's right, the tupperware cupboard didn't get done today. But I didn't sit on my behind doing nothing, I just got kind of way laid...I started out this morning going through the kitchen like a madwoman - took every single thing off the benches, sucked all the spiders up the vacuum cleaner, washed the windows, took down the curtains to be washed - I cleaned everything. My intention was to then get into that dreaded cupboard.Instead, I moved the freezer from the laundry (huffing and puffing all the way) to the end of the hallway. I cleaned all the revolting stuff that accumulates behind such things, sucked some more spiders up the vacuum cleaner (I have plenty of spiders!), cleaned and mopped the laundry floor, and rearranged it a little bit. The kitchen and laundry now look beautiful - clean, spacious and uncluttered. Just don't open the cupboards!Next week, I am going to go through every one of those hidey-holes and do a total clean out and re-organise them all.No, really, I am - I'm on a mission!Anyway, as I don't have a photo of a wonderfully organised tupperware cupboard for you, I thought I would show you my "bedside table" instead...complete with current reading material and my Simple Abundance basket.
I love my washing machine, I really do. However, today is the day I need to do the laundry. And it is drizzling, so I can't hang it on the clothes line to dry.
This presents a problem, as I have a machine that is a washer/dryer combo. That means I can only do one load every 3 hours, and when I have 8 loads of washing to do - well, let's just say I'm not staying up for 24 hours to do the laundry! (And yes, I do a load or two every day).
I still have my old dryer out in the shed, and I'm thinking I may call it back into service today. Oh the power bill!!
In between times, I think I really need to sort out the Tupperware cupboard. That is the one that never stays organised and tidy - I'm sure I'm not alone on this one? I adore tupperware but it just doesn't stack well if it's not in the pantry. Or maybe it's just me, and perhaps a spot of decluttering is in order.Here is a "before" picture...
I will post an "after" picture later on, when I am done!
Remember my mouse problem? Well, turns out the "mouse" is actually a very clever, very annoying rat!
We have named him Richard, as he doesn't seem to want to go anywhaer in a hurry, and looks like he will be with us for a while (until I can get the exterminator out anyway!). We have rat-sak everywhere, and no food is left out at all, so he comes down of a nighttime for a munch on the roses I have sitting on the table instead. As they are from my garden and organically grown, I don't think they are going to do him any harm - unfortunately.
So I am making a phone call today - one of Brooke's friends has an exterminator dad, ,and I'm hoping he will be able to pop around fairly soon and fix this little problem for me.
Yuk, yuk, yuk!!!
Ok, something Ms*Robyn
said has been playing on my mind all day today :)
I think we should have an Aussie Bloggers Get Together! I was thinking maybe we could all meet somewhere in NSW (as that is probably most central) in September sometime.
What do you all think? Let me know, and if there is enough interest, I'll start organising it! Oh and I'm not excluding the overseas gals, you are MORE than welcome to come along too!!
What a fun weekend that would be...
As it's Valentine's Day, I thought it was as good a time as any to talk about weddings.
Mimi @ Little Sips of Tea is getting married, and I am supposed to be too on the 1st of December.
I have never been married before (shock horror!), and after wanting it so badly, for so long, now that I have that engagement ring on my finger, I'm not so worried about it. I'm a contrary piece of work!
No, really, I only want a quiet, simple wedding at home. But I still want it to be "nice" and of course ever so pretty. My neighbour, Julie has offered us the use of her lovely garden for the ceremony, as we have a rather barren landscape at our place right now, so that's taken care of. But I have no idea at all, what I'm going to do about the rest of it! All I know, so far, is that we are having a champagne breakfast, as it gets very hot in the afternoons at that time of year.
And I'm planning on doing it all myself. I think. We'll see. Maybe not.
So much to do...
**Happy Valentine's Day**
Today was a pottering around the house day for me. It rained, so I couldn't do much else :)
I decluttered one half of the master bedroom - that was an achievement! (I'm doing the other half tomorrow). This buffet was a dropping point for so much stuff I didn't know where to put. Now it's clean and simple and tidy - I just wish I could get rid of that great ugly box in the middle!
I also did the weird ironing of the tea towels thing *lol* But you have to admit, they do look lovely all wrinkle-free in the drawer...
I'm having an early night tonight, so I can get a good start on all the things I have planned for tomorrow. Hope you all had a lovely, relaxing weekend...
It may or may not surprise you to know, that I am not a terribly organised person. Particularly when it comes to my housework and finances (eek!). Alison has inspired me for the longest time now, but I still haven't got it together. I tend to work in fits and starts, going like a maniac for a few days and then slacking off for a couple of weeks. (I know, I know).Well bloggers, today I spent my time preparing my " household notebook". I'm sure most of you know what that is, but I'll explain how I've done mine anyway...As I'm a stationary freak, I didn't have any problems finding a binder to keep everything in, as well as hundreds of page protectors/pockets. Oh, and dividers. I had all these things sitting around doing absolutely nothing, so you can probably tell I've been meaning to do this for a while :)In my (I love this) "Home Blessing Planner" I have categories for my routines, cleaning recipes and tips, a calendar, financials, phone numbers and birthdays, projects etc. I did a budget today and worked out exactly how much money we need a week (alot!) and whether it gets transferred to a seperate account, stays where is or is taken out for cash envelopes. I feel very clever and smug about this, despite the fact I should have done it years ago!I have all my master forms for meal plans, baking plans grocery lists etc tucked in there too.I worked out my daily and weekly routines, but I haven't done the monthly ones yet - I will be working on that tomorrow. I did make a rather nice cover for my binder, however - I think if it's going to be something I use everyday, then I want it to look special. I want to get some nice pens and bits and bobs to go with it, to encourage myself to use it.I especially like the idea of calling the housework "blessing the home". So much nicer than drudgery, don't you think?
All in all, I am feeling quite pleased with myself, thank you very much. A productive days work.I'm off to type up those routines now - Goodnight!!
I, like many people, am very enamoured of roses - I have plenty in my garden to prove it.But...there is something about gerberas that lifts my spirits and makes me smile. I think they may be my favourite flower, if I had to pick just one. What is your favourite flower - you know, the one that makes your spirit sing?
The Divine Dolly has been debating the merits of Rachel Ashwell vs Cath Kidston and I can't keep my mouth shut, even when I know what's good for me!Now, I love, love, love Cath, and her brand/style of vintage scrumptiousness. But I digress...I have the Ashwell books, and have pored over them, and I do enjoy them. But the trend I have noticed here in Australia, is to take the "pretty, pretty" elements of Shabby Chic and go over the top with it. I may be wrong here, but to me, the basic premise of the whole Shabby Chic thing, is to start with a basic palette, and add whatever you love - including your collection of kitsch!I have seen so many white and pale pink rooms, with dripping chandeliers (I love chandeliers, don't get me wrong), and oh-so-romantic bits and bobs. I'm kinda over it. I'm yearning for some colour, some punch, to really make these rooms "pop".Yes, I know Rachel says pastels, but please, please, add some colour somewhere. It only needs to be subtle, in the form of some little accessory, to keep these whitewashed rooms from being - dare I say it - bland.I think that's why I prefer the Kidston look. She goes for colour - but not over the top.Now I am a pink gal - I love it. But lately I have been drawn to the combination of aqua and cerise, and am seriously thinking of painting one wall in my kitchen a deep claret.Now, I'm no expert decorator (although I do subscribe to Romantic Homes magazine *lol*), and I love pretties as much as, if not more than, the next girl. But I have to say it.The Australian version of Shabby Chic is becoming ... boring
Ms*Robyn over at Daily Parcels has tagged me, so here goes...What were three things when you were little you wanted to be when you grew up?
1. Waitress (and I was!) 2. Nun 3. LawyerYou can live one day over again from your childhood. What day will it be?
A day spent with my Aunty Briar and cousin Laird :)
You have two minutes (and a mover with you if you need heavy lifting help!) to grab 5 things from your home before it morphs into a polka dotted hobglobin and hops away. What will you take? (Food/drink/family/friends excluded!)
1. My wallet 2. A change of clothes 3. An apron 4. Box of photos 5. All my books!You have to paint one quote on your kitchen wall. What is it going to be?
“If you can imagine it, you can create it. If you can dream it, you can become it.” What is the one thing you want to have accomplished by the end of this year?
I want to have my whole house decluttered.You are moving to the moon for one year and can only bring on flower with you. What kind will you bring?
That’s easy - a pink rose.You just received word that aside from one flower, you can also bring five books with you too! Your choices?
1. Simple Abundance 2. Romancing the Ordinary 3. A journal (and a pen) 4. Anything by Jackie French 5. Back to Basics (might need that on the moon!)tagging 3 lucky people:
2. Shelly C
3. Fairycake Girl (Wendy)
The lovely Ms*Robyn asked me if I would like to join her in a new blog about following the Simple Abundance path. Of course I said yes! (Never let it be said I'm not enthusiastic about blogging!)
It is our take on following Sarah ban Breathnach's book, Simple Abundance. We are both on the journey this year, and I, for one, am having days where I find it difficult to put things into perspective. So The Simple Abundance Path is where we can support each other (and anyone else who'd like to come along) on this road. It will be nice to have someone else's point of view on those days when I am feeling like nothing makes sense, and for you, to have two differing (maybe) opinions on any given thing.
Do you have different groups of friends? I do, and they come in pairs, so once you add me to the mix, we are a trio. I have three different groups, and I love them all equally, but for different reasons.For deep and meaningful conversations and lots of silliness about life, love and everything in between, I have Di and Jules. Two more wonderful ladies you could never hope to meet. Both have such beautiful spirits, and are there for me whenever I need.For practicalities, and giving me a kick up the posterior when I need it, as well as decadent morning teas and lunches, I get together with Linda and Julie. Motivated and busy, both of them, and I come away feeling full of life and an "I can do anything" attitude.For discussing the trials of husbands, kids and netball, I go to Tracie and Kim. Lots of banter and laughter abound in our get togethers, and it's always fun to be with them. They understand how much commitment needs to go into a sporting child (or children). I see plenty of them in winter, but we have a semi-regular lunch date throughout the rest of the year.All so different, but all an important part of my life. I am very lucky to have such a wonderful bunch of gals in my life and I appreciate them tons!
Today, I got creative and turned some ugly, practical items into highly impractical ones!Before...ugly spice containers.After...pretty spice containers! (Not sure how long those butterflies will hold out though)This was the first coathanger I covered, and I'm not really happy with it. I need to work on the design.
But this! I wrapped the hanger in blue velvet ribbon, but it was a bit plain. I just couldn't resist the beaded "eyelash" trim. So "ooh la la"!
Why, oh why, do I do these things???
In a fit of...something, this morning, I decided to clean and organise the walk-in-wardrobe. You would think I would know better than to rush into these things all gung-ho and full of enthusiasm. But, I don't seem to learn from my mistakes!
You see, I could have put some thought into it beforehand and worked out how I wanted it to look and what I needed to have in order to achieve it. Instead, I hauled everything out (and there was a huge amount of "stuff" in there), and threw it on the bed or the floor. I then proceeded to wash all the walls and shelving and vacuum the floor. Sounds good so far doesn't it? Keep reading...
Deciding that the whole thing needed a drastic makeover, in the manner of BrocanteHome, a trip to the shops was in order. New coathangers (including about 15 to cover in pretty fabric!!), paper liners for the shelves, a shoe hanger, laundry hamper and those vacuum bags to store out of season clothes. Oh, and some hooks.Not finding shelf liners, I got some pretty paper and sprayed it with room spray instead - the only problem with that was, I had to cut it to size. Which I did, and that was about all I had time for.Anyhoo, to cut a long story short, there is still stuff all over the bedroom, and I have made a huge project for myself. Do you think I'll get those coathangers finished tomorrow? I hope so, because I have gotten rid of all the others, so have nothing to hang my clothes on.Note to self - next time I feel the urge to do a major declutter, sit down and plan it first!!!
By the way, the photo above is NOT my closet - I refuse to take a picture until it's all finished the way I want.
My Harry Bear is not very well - at least he wasn't last night, and this morning I can't be too sure. He could just be feigning it in the hopes he won't have to go to school today.For the last few weeks, when he has returned from his weekend visit with his father, he has had a vomiting attack. Except this week it was a day later.I am trying to pinpoint what the cause of it could be. It could be too much sun, too much junk food, or a migraine due to stress (I have no idea what their father tells them when they are there).When he is sick it is quite severe - an all night thing. I think I will have to take him to the doctor - maybe it is some stomach thing, but it's strange it's once a week, don't you think?The Princess is also not feeling well this morning, but I tend to think that is a residual from her first training session yesterday (she worked hard), and she isn't used to too much excercise and hard work - Why do you think we call her Princess?I have 45 minutes to monitor them and make a decision on whether to send them off to school today. I'll let you know...
Oh the trials and tribulations of being a teenager!Today was the first day of training for Representative netball at our local association. Miss*Gabbie did not trial for the team this year, deciding that she would have a year off. Her age group are in desperate need of an extra player (as they lost their shooter - Miss*G), otherwise they can't play. The Princess is playing this year and we took her to training today, and being there, Miss*G now can't make up her mind about whether she should play or not.So, she is umming and aahing about it all - she finds it hard to make a decision about what type of biscuit to have, let alone something like this!Personally, I would like to see her play, as she has put a lot of work into developing her skills, and she is very good, but I respect that it is her choice. At one point she was thinking about playing for a different district, but now she just doesn't know what to do. At 14 going on 15, I think she is old enough to make up her own mind, but I have had to tell her she only has until the end of the week - otherwise we will be debating this for the rest of the year!I dread to think what is going to happen when she starts thinking seriously about career options...
Do any of you have a regular massage? Or even occasionally to treat yourself?
If not, why not?
Having a massage is just about one of the most luxurious things you can do for yourself. It relaxes both body and mind, not to mention being incredibly good for the soul.
I am extremely lucky that my wonderful neighbour and friend, Julie, is a massage therapist, so it's very easy for me to pop across the road for a spot of indulgence. Even so, I still only have a massage every now and then (today being one of those times).
Why do we find it so hard to treat ourselves? After all, we women work hard, whether in paid employment or not. Don't you think we deserve a little self-love?
...this stunning "1951 Pink Wedgewood" stove from Vintage Stoves
.I wouldn't ever want to leave my kitchen if this beauty was in there!Isn't it just as well that dreams are free?While we are "in the pink" Check out this incredible pink retro kitchen - I so want one!
I rose gracefully (ha!) this morning at 5am. I was on a mission - a garage sale mission.Ms*G was too lazy to get up and come with me, so I was flying solo. Off to the first sale at 6am. Nothing. Second? Nothing. Third - same again. By the fifth one, which thankfully was just around the corner from home, I was feeling a bit disappointed.But there was a cot - my sister needs one of those. Hmmm, good condition and only $30. Now that's gotta be a bargain, I think to myself. Will she take $20? Yes!Came home and rang Toni-Lee, and have sent her around to pick up her bubba's new bed.Tomorrow, I am up even earlier to drive about 45 minutes to a flea market. I will be on the lookout for scrumptious treasures, as well as a certain "rich gypsy". Ms*G WILL get up tomorrow morning (even if it takes a squirt of cold water *lol*), to keep me company on the drive, and help me rummage for goodies. I am so looking forward to a girly day of bargain hunting!
Thanks girls, for all your kind comments.
I spent the day with 2 very close friends, and talked and laughed and cried - it was therapeutic for me, and I'm feeling a little better now. I shall just get on with things and be happy damn it!
By the way, I am so very blessed to have the most wonderful friends in the world - and that includes my blogging friends too - thank you, thank you, thank you...
I feel like C**p today! Well, kind of anyway. Which is why I dug out this photo of me, to make myself feel better. I like this photo, even if it came outa bit blurry when I scanned it in.
I'm struggling with pathetic, meaningless insecurities about the way I look. This is hard for me, as I've never really been one to worry about it too much. It's crept up on me as I've gotten older, much the same way as the weight has crept onto my thighs and backside. Lord knows, I'm not overweight at all, but you know that feeling when your clothes get a bit tighter and nothing is comfortable any more? I have been dealing with that since before Christmas, and yesterday I went and bought some new clothes in the next size up so I can be comfortable again.
Now I couldn't care less what size clothes I take, but I just feel yuck - unhealthy, I guess. In my heart I know there is a perfectly logical reason for aforementioned weight gain - I haven't played sport for 2, no, nearly 3 months. I have now reached the age where I need exercise - ugh. I love to play sport, but I don't love to work out. I am hoping to go back to netball very soon, as long as my dodgy ankles are up to it. There's another thing - age brings a host of problems, and my joints just don't handle the hammering I give them like they used to. Now it takes a half hour of strapping and a whole role of tape before I can even step onto the court!
And right at this very moment, I have a pimple the size of Mt Everest, right between the eyes! I kid you not, it's huge. (Well, maybe not Everest, but at least Mt Fuji). What is? I am 35, not 15 - I thought all this would be over and done with by now. I hate, hate, hate it!!!!!!
I am a moody, insecure cow, who looks nothing like the glamorous thing in the picture today.
I feel old...I am going to write in my gratitude diary in the hope that I can focus on the positives in my life, rather than this rubbish.
Thanks for listening :)
Hmmm, what shall I do today.
I can either stay home and do a 150 Fling Boogie or I can go to my dear friend Dianne's for morning tea, and then on to a spot of shopping at Spotlight for some essential crafty bits and bobs.
Such a difficult decision...
After searching through a half a dozen second-hand shops today, I finally found something. A very sweet little Colclough b & b plate, and these wonderful hand embroidered napkins (3 of). A grand total of $6.50.My friend, Sue, from NZ sent me this bear in an email today - another one worth sharing...
Ugh! This is what I found when I rose this morning.
We have mice - again. I guess this is all a part of having a half-finished renovation, and lots of places for mice to get inside - but really! Does it have to munch on avocadoes at $2 a pop?
We have traps set, but it bypasses those and finds this instead. My fault for leaving it out.
So tonight, before I go to bed, I am completely clearing the bench, except for a box of rat bait!!! Watch out mice - this is war...
This was sent to me in an email this morning, thought I'd share...
This was written by Andy Rooney from CBS 60 Minutes. Andy Rooney says:As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does what she wants to do. And, it's usually something more interesting anyway.A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom.
Few women past the age of 30 give a crap about what you might think of her or what she's doing.Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, but only if they think they can get away with it.Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it's like to be unappreciated.
A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best friend because she doesn't trust the guy with other women. Women over 30 couldn't care less if you're attracted to her friends because she knows her friends won't betray her.Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 30. They always know.Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 30 is far sexier than her younger counterpart.Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you're a creep or if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her.Yes, we praise women over 30 for a multitude of reasons.Unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coifed hot woman of 30+, there is a balding, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year-old waitress.Ladies, I apologize.For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free". Here's an update for you.
Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage, why?
Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire Pig, just to get a little sausage.
I haven't left the house in three days. And I have to say, that it has been most enjoyable. I think I could quite easily become a hermit, if I didn't have to grocery shop! Which I really have to do today, much to my disgust.
So that is my day mapped out for me - planning my menu and baking, making a list and heading out into the big wide world, along with every man and his dog.
Yesterday was productive and enjoyable, just me and my washing machine working hard together.
I fear I am becoming a bore, because I'm not doing anything particularly interesting - I don't really classify housework as interesting. However, I am enjoying myself nonetheless. So if I don't post anything for the next couple of days, you'll know I'm just pottering around, cooking and cleaning. But I'll try and find something quirky like the pink dolphins for you to look at!