Me #fmy52weeksofmemories

For my 180th ever link up, I am fashionably late.

 

We decided to stay another day at the holiday house this long weekend. I had no computer, or reasonable internet so I am posting this after arriving home with a mountain of washing.

 

The first photo is last week. It has come to the stage, where I am fighting with Izzy for prime real estate in front of the full length mirror. She does her own hair every morning, such a prima donna.

 



 

These two are fresh off the SD card this morning on the way home from Pelican Point, lumps, bumbs and all.

I was alone and took these with the 10 second timer with the camera on the bonnet of the car! It was a mad dash to get in front of the camera before it went off. Such a dag.

An InLinkz Link-up

The A-Z of me, right now.

This is doing the rounds on Fazebook, seeing no one has tagged me, I am tackling it here. Feel free to do the same :)

A- Age:  42

B- Biggest Fear: Losing a child

C- Current Time: 10:20, Tuesday night, 21 July

D- Drink you last had; cab sav

E- Easiest Person To Talk to: Mum and my friend Kat.

F- Favorite Song: Last song I got down with was Slim Shady on the way to Woolies on Monday. The kids were cracking up, informing it was a silly song, and obviously hilarious! I had it cranked. I like all music.

G- Grossest Memory: Blowing down a sprinkler hose and having a frog leg pop out. Gross.

H- Hometown: Kalangadoo SA

I- In love with: the few hours after the kids go to bed and the Bronnie Bishop memes going around at the moment.

J- Jealous Of: My SIL just spent a week in QLD, yeah her. Love you Cat.

K- Killed Someone? Um. No.

L- Longest Relationship: Husband.

M- Middle Name: Maria

N- Number of Siblings: four, two brothers (twins), two sisters. One of my brothers doesn't have kidneys, on dialysis, please tick your licence to be a donor and inform your family of your wishes.

O- One Wish: For my brother to receive a kidney. This always seems like a catch 22, because it means someone has to lose a loved one, for him to have a life.

P- Person who you last called: A lady at the Community learning Centre to inquire about getting something made for our community garden.

Q- Question you're always asked: Hi. How are you?  I mostly lie. Except for the past week, I've said I am ordinary. Goes over like a bucket of shit. No one cares anyway and it's not what they want to hear.

R- Reason to smile: Kids laughter and amusing shit.

S- Song last sang: Can I get a moment? - Jessica Mauboy. Today dancing around with Summer.

T- Time you woke up: 7:12 am

U- Underwear Color: White. The black ones are mostly reserved for that time of the month. Which it is not.

V- Vacation Destination: Sydney. It's been way too long since I was there.

W- Worst Habit: Chewing my nails.

X- Xrays you've had: Fractured wrist at primary school, darn monkey bars. I had a pinched nerve in my back when preggers with Izzy. I was in so much pain, the doctor thought I might have broken ribs. Was total confusion when I was wheeled into the hospital in a wheelchair. Not having a baby. Just done me back. Lets xray your ribs. Dumb doctors. Oh and I am sure I have had too many at the dentist.

Y- Your favorite food: Uh, der. All of it. This gut don't lie (all homage to Shakira)

Z- Zodiac Sign: I am a self destructing Virgo.

Key to the door

Celebrated my son Jake's 21st over the weekend with family and friends. It went well. It wasn't a crazy piss up, just good food, music, conversation and lots of laughs. 

It was fantastic to have them all come together for his birthday. I made a short speech, but filled with lots of emotion. Words cannot express how much I love this kid. 

I'm not much of a selfie person, but took this one when I got home. I was happy, I thought I looked good, I felt good. 

I've been feeling a bit down lately, it's been a lot of things all ganging up on me. I am my own worst enemy though.

Twice in the past two weeks, someone has said I don't look old enough to have a 21 year old. It's nice to hear considering all I see are wrinkles when I look at me in the mirror. 

A lady I hadn't seen in a while, from my past, told me I inspire people. I inspire her. I dunno how. But the words were much needed and soaked right into my soul.

I am feeling better. 

Are you your worst enemy sometimes?
Have I inspired you? 
Ever wish you could go back to your 21 year old self and have a good chat? I do.

Shopping and suffering for a good cause #openslather

I received my family tax benefit top up last week which made me very bloody happy. Due to us making sweet F-all this financial year it been a long time between shopping sprees. Took the kids to kindergym on Thursday morning, then chucked them in the car and whipped up the Mount to Big W, KMart and Target(you know all the good shops), which has led to my new favourite saying(not) "Oh my Gok". Who the feck is he anyway?! Needless to say we are all sporting new clothes and shoes, lots of them. 

We're the owner of a new $39 HP printer too, which came with ink cartridges. The old Lexmark is in the wheelie bin, who's ink was getting expensive and hard to find. I just thought feck it, for that price it was cheaper just to buy a new one, with ink!! Un.believ.able. 

Took the kids to maccas for an early lunch and a play before we hit the shops, probably a good move; they were bloody angels and I was so thankful we got through two shopping centres and Target without a melt down my them or me, so thankful. 

Friday was a pretty good day too. I took Izzy to playgroup at the kindy she's starting pre-entry at next term, I know, next term!! This will see her integrate with other kids that she will go on to primary school with. The other kindy playgroup I had been taking her to for the past couple of years mainly has kids that are going on to private primary school and I didn't want her to start state school not knowing anybody.

Izzy is usually pretty quiet at first with people she doesn't know well, but she jumped right in like she owned the joint and played and talked flat chat to other kids off the bat. It was funny and very reassuring to see. Summer loved it too. As we walked out the gate with her cupcake paper covered salada box she said, "I love that new kindy", I was a very proud and happy mum.

After, we grabbed some lunch from the bakery and headed to the playground, it was a beautiful day, in more ways than one. 

I laughed in amazement as I saw the drink bottle we had left there two weeks before; it was found and left on a bench. Summer cracked it straight away and didn't want to drink out of anything else, I looked for a tap and rinsed it out so she could have her cordial in it. She really was losing it and having her favourite drinking vessel made her happy straight away.

Sooky la la at the playground

This is her earlier in the week. She's put 15 pairs of Izzys
undies over her head and couldn't get them off. Funny kid!

It's Sunday night, and I'm about to hit the sack. Went out with some girls last night, didn't get too smashed, but only had about four hours sleep last night. I got home about half one and got to sleep about 2 after filling in the hubby with all the important details. Summer came in our bed about half two, nappy change and a drink she wriggled, poked me in the back and rolled around my head before falling asleep. 

Izzy woke up crying, a nightmare I think, may have been the tree trolls in Bridge to Terabithia, she watched that with Brett while I was downing my first wines at my girlfriends place. She came in bed with me and Summer, Brett was kicked out into her bed, to tell the truth he voluntary made himself scarce! I got up at seven and have been suffering ALL day, from tiredness mainly. It was suffering for a good cause, a good night out on my own, but it will be awhile before I do that again!

How has your week been?

Hot rocks and fears

I received a voucher from my sister in laws for my 40th last year. A hundred bucks to spend at the local beauty/nails/massage joint. I had been there before, to get my nails done for my wedding, and a couple of years later, a pedi with the works, which was AWESOME, a gift from my former boss. You can see I don't go there much. I'm booked in for a hot rock massage today, never had one. I am going to love it, I know I am. But I can't help but over think it.

My sister in law Marg is looking after the girls while I lay for an hour, in peace. No kids. No worries. I am still anxious though. What if I cry out of pure relief and release all of my emotion? Emotion that has been building up, I have felt it, in my shoulders. The pressures of everyday, of constant mothering.

What if I fall asleep? A snore, a spit dribble. Horror! I do too much thinking. I need not to worry, I need to just turn up, lay down and soak it up. Or is that suck it up. Suck it up sister, enjoy yourself, let yourself have some time on your own. Let other people look after your kids, take your time, don't rush back. Don't over think, don't feel like a nuisance for having some timeout. Enjoy, relax, breathe. It's gonna be OK.

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What happened on the 12/12/12

12 past 12 on the twelfth day of the twelfth month 2012

Scorcher! 

My no smoking reward came today. It's almost been four weeks since
I had my last fag. 

I'm a sucker for punishment. Tried to teach Izzy how to play Guess Who?
She is getting quite good at asking questions, still a little dodgy on
which people she flips down.