The perfect recipe for slime

A few weeks ago I gave into the nagging from my Izzy about when I was going to buy the stuff to make slime.

Honestly, every time she mentioned it, I had thoughts of slime being spread from one end of the house to the other. The mess did not appeal to me one bit. I wonder now why I had been so worried. It really wasn't so bad. It was fun, they had fun with it.

You will find Borax in the laundry/cleaning aisle in the supermarket, and I bought the glue at the cheap shop.

I was a little impressed with how the chemical reaction between the borax and the glue, turned into gooey slime.

The first few attempts were a bit of a flop, and I quickly worked out to keep the borax and glue away from each other until I was ready to finally mix everything together. 

We had no colouring that first time and I have to tell you, it reminded me of a male body secretion. The girls added some glitter which fixed it. 

Summer and I made some more slime over the weekend and I used a little pink colouring.

The slime will thicken after a day or two. I kept it in a sealed container. Don't use a plastic bag. Be aware if you leave it in a lump, it will return to a liquid form and kind of 'melt'. The kids left it on the table and next thing it had flattened out and was dripping off the edge.

If you want a thicker type of flubber, add less water.

You will need:   2 small/medium sized bowls or containers

                          a quarter cup measure
                          a tablespoon measure

                          spoon for stirring

                          1 tablespoon white craft glue

                          1/4 cup water

                          food colouring
                          1/4 cup Borax

Mix the water, glue and colouring in one bowl.

Add the borax to another bowl. When you measure out the borax, make sure you don't use anything that has had the glue in it. Keep the two mixtures apart until you are ready to mix them.

Add the water mixture into the borax bowl and start stirring straight away. The slime will start to form immediately. Mix well for at least a minute.

You have made slime!!

This kid was in her pajamas all day!

                        

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Five and seven

Yes, I'm the mega flukist. All of my kids are born in the same week in November. 

My girls turned five and seven during last week, and my son turns 24 today. 

Isabel and Summer were born two years and two days apart. This means joint birthday parties every year, getting the celebrations done and dusted in one fell swoop.

I can't lay claim to any of these photos. Luckily I had good peops who womanned my camera while I was otherwise occupied for two hours of craziness. 

I did manage to sit down for moments to drink a glass of wine and to scoff some cheese and crackers. How I love cheese.

The cakes were easy this year. Summer was happy with a Shopkins cupcakes, all made from a packet mix.

The day before I had no idea what Isabel's cake was going to be. I baked a buttercake slab and cut out a number seven. Thankfully she was happy and even helped decorate with the sugar sprinkles and wafer flowers. 

All over and done with for another year. 

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Mum's big trombones - love #fmy52weeksofmemories

When I saw them I was astounded at the size of Mum's trombone squash she grew this year. She attributes her success to lots of animal manure and keeping the water up. 

I knew I had to take a photo and share it with our local paper. Locals and their big veggies are a regular sight in it's pages.

The photos turned out great, and the photo with Mum and the girls was published in the South Eastern times yesterday.

In my own garden I've just pulled up my tomato plants. The green ones are ripening on the window sill.

Almost time to start buying them again at the supermarket. Not the same.

I have planted seeds of broad beans, snow peas and beetroot in the spaces left from the tomatoes.

Listen #fmy52weeksofmemories

Last Tuesday night the girls laid out the picnic rugs in the driveway, and turned the car radio on loud. I sat on a chair and was ordered to watch the performance.

It was all a bit much to listen to with the dog yapping at all of us as well. In the end something had to give, and it was the radio. It was easier to shut up than the dog.

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Water #fmy52weeksofmemories

My place in time #47 - I wish this place had never changed

This has not so much to do with actual water, but the lack of it.

We took the go-kart down to Lake George over the weekend. Loads and loads of flat space to ride it.

When I was a kid, my uncle, his name just happens to be George, had a shack on the edge of this lake. I remember it so well. It was simple and crude. A set of bunks and an old wood stove, a table and chairs, and that was it.

There was water lapping not far away, and I remember wading out into it. There used to be fish, so many fish.  

The shack is long gone, due to vandals, and so is the water. What remains is salty shell grit.

In the distance I could see what could be water. But no, a mirage. Even the tree line reflects into the mirage, just as it would do on water. Weird. No wonder so many thirsty wanderers have been fooled on their quest for water. 

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Flower #fmy52weeksofmemories



I always throw the camera in the car when I go to Pelican Point. There's so much to take photos of, like flowers on the side of the road. Only me.

I actually pulled over to take photos of the blue bath in the stockyards a Bobby Duck Hole. I couldn't get quite close enough, because long grass and barbed wire. I did try to climb up on the rails. Freaked myself out a bit when I saw a brown snake crossing the road about 100 metres up the road, after I left. Not the best place to be rummaging around with longish grass and thongs!

There is an old blue tractor just up the road I wouldn't mind taking some photos of too. I just have to pluck up the courage to ask the farmer if I can go out in his paddock, hoping the big cows don't come anywhere near me!

On to a different sort of flowers, my two little flowers. Who, turns out, and big fat tomboys! Husband couldn't help himself but to buy Izzy a motorised go kart, even after I thought of just about every excuse as why they didn't need one.

Izzy loves it, and Summer loves riding with her dad. The kids next door love having a turn with him too.

We went to Pelican Point over the weekend with friends and it had a run on the beach. It was a beautiful day down there.