6 July 2014

Dry July

I haven't been organised and signed up to the official Dry July or looked for sponsorship. I've just set Dry July as a personal goal for myself. Offically, Dry July is about giving up alcohol for a month, while raising funds via sponsors. This supports adults living with cancer and promotes healthy lifestyle choices.

Now that I look in to it, I wish I'd been proactive enough to raise some funds, but what I'm doing is to give my body a break and to challenge my own habits. Today is Sunday 6th July, and probably one of the first weekends in a long while that I've not enjoyed a drink. A few years ago, I had longer than a month off and I also exercised quite a bit. Need to add that part back in!

I notice I'm sleeping better, certainly. And my headaches can't be blamed on alcohol, so that needs to be investigated a little further. I notice slightly more clarity. I hope my liver is loving me. Here's to the rest of the month!

9 June 2014

Time for a clock

Structurally, we don't need to do much to our little home. Little it is, and badly renovated, but we can easily live and love here. The stuff on our list is generally to do with storage or practical solutions for silly design flaws, or to fix something that has been neglected in our little house's life as a rental.

Fun stuff - we have a list for that too! One little item on that list - I want a gorgeous clock. We're relying on the microwave clock in the living/kitchen area and it's just too tiny. We've got the perfect spot for a big, practical but lovely clock. We need something with all 12 numbers so the kids can also tell the time.

Found here on etsy.com. This is the clock I want! I haven't been able to find anything similar locally or even in Australia. Any ideas?

I just found this cute one on etsy too, I love the grey felt:

I'm going to keep looking for a similiar wooden clock locally, but I may have to give in and get that gorgeous, simple wooden clock. I find it interesting that I am investing so much effort in a clock!

2 June 2014

Of blue and bikes

This day was ridiculously brilliant, cloudless sky and the ocean was so many indescribable shades of blue. My little guy mastered the art of bike riding with no training wheels, even though back here, he said he was never, ever taking them off! He did it so quickly and with such ease, the guy has balance and confidence!

They took off on their bikes and Itay followed them on one of the scooters. I was the mumsy mum, waddling behind holding the hats and drinks.

Stuff that. I decided to get a bike. A blue bike. It's freakin' awesome.

It's blue with purple go-faster swishes, white wall tyres, fat and comfy white site and wide, shiny handlebars with white grips. I let them think they were buying me a Mothers Day gift (thank you, my little family!). Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Cruising!

26 May 2014


Why is it that you can spend a crap-load in Ikea but still not get the actual piece you specifically visited to buy? Then finding out that the reason that bookshelf is not in stock is because it is actually being discontinued worldwide (the Expedit - we didn't want green though!) is just so annoying. Major first world drama, I really do know it is, but still so very deflating. Expedit fans around the world are distressed, Google tells me.
What will I do now?

The kids have a love/hate relationship with Ikea, loving the lunch, hiding in rooms, running races in the warehouse but hating the walking, the looking and the waiting with we debate what will fit. Here they are, racing. Hooligans.

28 April 2014

O - almost five

This is a blurry, weird photo but I just love it. My boy, flying.

He is almost five, in just a few weeks we'll be celebrating his birthday. He is so happy and full of joy and laughter. He wakes happy, he goes to bed happy. He laughs and laughs and he makes us laugh too.

He is scared of dogs, waves, loud noises, large groups of people and anyone dressed up as a character (like a clown, or a big koala or a Subway sandwich), mannequins and changes to his routine or the way he knows the world. For instance, he swims like a fish during his swimming lessons these days. Then a change - he's now out in the big pool while renovations are happening on the indoor pool. He's not happy and has sobbed through both lessons in the big pool. He's scared of going to big school because the bell frightens him.

His eyes are a pale, vivid green with flecks of yellow. He's growing his blonde hair, he wnats it to be long. His legs are muscular and he holds so much strength. He is small, sometimes wearing size 1 shorts (but most often 2) and size 3 shirts. He loves wearning gumboots and sneakers. He likes to put his cap on backwards even though he knows I don't like it!

He still adores 4WD, going offroad and he has an obsession with roof tops tents. He knows more about winching, flex and low gear than many adults would! He has a new love of fishing. He's just started going to the skate park, being just a little too confident on his newish two wheel scooter.

He is so sweet and funny. Even when he's naughty or in trouble, he can't hold back his smile. Trying to show him that some behaviours are not acceptable, for instance taking away his screen time, don't really seem to affect him. He can bold-face lie, get busted and still giggle. Highly frustrating but also funny, so we have to hold it together in front of him!

He is divine, kind, a great little helper and just so delicious. Love him so.

22 April 2014

How do you travel?

Most of us would say we love to travel. Right? I love to travel and experience new places. But truly, I've never really enjoyed the actual part where you have to travel to get where you're going. The driving, the flying, the whatever. Only in the last few weeks have I actually nailed down the realisation that travelling gives me a headache. 98% of trips over about an hour, via any mode of transport and I get a headache, I feel wiped out and exhausted. On the first flight of our last trip overseas, I had one of the worst headaches I've ever experienced - all nine hours in economy with two young kids. We drive the 1.5 hours down the coast to visit family and I'm moving in to headache territory.
When I arrive (again, almost any trip over about 1.5 hours) I feel dazed and a little bit foggy, detached from what is happening around me. Is this weird? My only solution at the moment is painkillers, so I need to figure out a better way for my body to cope with being moved from one place to another. Any suggestions?
Of course, I love the experiences when I get there!

15 April 2014

Settling in to our new rhythm

The last sunrise at our old home
We're slowly settling in to life in our little country/city suburb. There are only a few boxes of random things lying around. Cooking feels less awkward in our weird little kitchen. Getting ready to go to work and school has fallen in to a rhythm which although still new, feels a little smoother. Most things have a place. Quite a few don't, and that's been frustrating and also a work in progress. We're living with a few quirks and pieces to see what works and what doesn't. Having to set up the ironing board in the living area each time we need to iron really does not work, so we're trying to find a solution for that one!
After seven long years, we finally have a dishwasher. I love it. Water and energy efficient, it's also time efficient, slicing (what feels like) so much time off our daily cleanup.
We've experienced a flash flood here already and that was a very fast method of discovering what doesn't work around the place... Drains and pipes unfortunately did not cope with the heavy rain and we took turns in setting the alram to go out in the rain and dig and clear the drains. Not a fun night, but we got through it and we've identified what needs to be changed and fixed.
I saw someone riding a horse in the main street as I drove to work one morning. We wake up with beautiful light slipping through the blinds. We have our challenges with our new space, but it was the right move for us.