Brief break (Posts 27-29)

There’s been a brief break in transmission, ‘cos I took a brief break. And yes I’m cheating on #blogjune by counting this post as 3, but you should know by now that I’m lazy. I’ll give you 3 photos though.

After a very hectic day at work on Friday, I headed down to Tootgarook to spend a couple of nights with the ‘gals’. We do the same weekend every year, and this is our 5th year in a row. The holiday house in the family of a girlfriend of mine, who I’ve known since we were 15. The ‘gals’ can include a mix of her sisters (she has 4), friends from her street and me. This year there were four – my girlfriend, a neighbour, an old neighbour who now lives in Ballarat, and me. I know my friend’s friends and we all get on fine – we all have kids, though different ages, and are all working mums in a variety of senses – though they would probably consider me the most career-oriented.

Friday we took it easy, kicked back with an easy chicken, salad & bread roll dinner and swapped updates on progress of our families. The Saturday, after a late brekkie, we cruised the local shops and then headed for a massage at the local ‘skin care & beauty therapy’ spot. Lovely. This part of our yearly ritual, and as the shop has added a new ‘energy cocoon’, we have promised ourselves an hour of a mud wrap cocoon, to be followed by an hour of hot rocks massage… Can’t wait!

Dinner was takeaway pizza and pasta, and 3 bottles of champers! This is where I flag I abstained. The meds I’m on do not allow me to drink alcohol – thinks could get very messy. So while it was a merry night, I was not quite as merry as others. All good fun though. This is where the value of coming together once a year is fabulous. There will be no judgement as it will be a year before we are all together in the same room again.
The weather was truly wintry, but I do like the beach in winter. Except that Saturday afternoon the rain started, and stayed. And followed me home for all the drive on Sunday morning. Who cares though, when you have a comfy house with great company. And of course a few blankets.





Blackout (Post 14)

A few weeks ago we experienced a blackout, which is a rare occurrence for us. The lights flicked off, flickered back on, and then off again. They stayed off for about an hour and a half.

As it was about 8pm, the house was plunged into darkness. It was easy to see it wasn’t just us, as a quick peep out the window and we could find no light anywhere. Afterwards we found out it had spread across about 5 suburbs. I still have no idea of the cause.

The first squeal of alarm came from Kid2, who was in the loo! I assured her she was quite able to finish her business without light, and Kid1 and I went on the hunt for candles and torches. What woeful treasure we found. Once upon a time I had candles bought purposefully for such an occasion. I have no idea where they are now – I obviously put them in too safe a spot. So we collected all manner of tea lights and fragrant candles, eventually finding a couple of larger ones that would last longer.

Setting the candles up in the kitchen/dining room, we began to wonder what had happened to the Man of the House (Moth). We found him outside I the garage – his Moth cave. He’d been listening to music, headphones on, and saw no reason to change his activities when the lights went out. We left him to it. He only appeared an hour later, grumbling about lack of Internet and hunger.

In the meantime, the kids were perplexed. What to do? A quick check of chat on phones determined the blackout was widespread and not likely to end soon. So we decided to play Rummikub, one of our favourite games. I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time – we had a brilliant time! Kid1 cut up a fruit platter (we’re being healthy together at the moment – 5 weeks in now) and we amused ourselves with the game and singing TV theme songs.

When the lights came back on, we got a truly hilarious surprise. In the dark, the blue tiles look like black tiles – and our game of Rummikub was a farce!!!! After an hour of sweating the strategy, all our moves counted for crap – there was barely a legitimate play on the table. I nearly wet myself with laughter.

Afterwards Kid2 commented that she’d like blackout more often. It’s sad that we have to remove the electricity to ensure there is no TV or computers. I think I’ll have to bring in no-screens Thursdays again.


Eek I’m a bit late (Post 1)

It was only because I saw a fb post by Rachel Wray that I realised it was time for #blogjune again. So I’m a day late, but better late than never. And I have been missing-in-action for about 18 months now so I should get back in the race so to speak.

I haven’t blogged for over 18 months for a number of reasons – but mostly because life has been in a huge, horrifying rush and in the pauses I have either had nothing to say, or the words were so terse they should never be shared.

But “The time has come”, the Walrus said “To talk of many things…” It’s time for me to share the things that matter to me, that are random, or just plain tickled my fancy. I am welcoming myself back to #blogjune


On the ninth day of Christmas

Catching up again….. Wednesday was a beach day & bloody marvellous. It was followed by the extended family coming to dinner again.

We were meant to go to their place but they pleaded a grotty BBQ, so they all headed to our place – an additional 6 this time. After a lovely two settings for dinner (BBQ not big enough to fit all the meat on it) we settle to recreational pursuits.

The boys played the PS3, having found a game where 3 can play at once. It is obviously an ageless game as the players in rotation included a primary school kid, a Year 11 kid, a financial advisor in his 20s and a middle aged man.

The women played Rummikub, where I did finally win one game. I had told all they couldn’t leave until I won – it could have been a long night 🙂 I still love playing games – board games, card games… But the video games ( is that still the appropriate term???) leave me totally uninterested. Part of it is my complete inability to work the controllers – who the heck needs seventeen buttons per hand? But the lads enjoy, and it keeps them sort of quiet.

It is lovely to have family that are very good company!

On the eighth day of Christmas

Well I know I have holiday brain now as I had to think about how to spell ‘eighth’. Seriously. Obviously the salt water has entered my brain and is smoothing all the fissures over.

After another day at the beach (lovely) we are having a quiet night, and I am trying to watch Bridget Jones. However the TV is also suffering from crappy reception so I hear every third line only. Not really a problem as I could probably quote it from heart. It is very rude though what is happening to Colin Firth.



He is of course the reason I (& every same woman in the world) is watching. Alas, no Darcy tonight. It’s enough to drive a woman to chocolate!

On the seventh day of Christmas

Well though I wrote the previous post this morning I’ve only just been able to send it through. So now this one’s late too, though only by a couple of hours.

Today was well & truly a beach day, and it was wonderful. We found a lovely piece of lawn (yes lawn not sand), the sky was an incredible blue and the sea was cold – of course it was cold, it is a Victorian beach!


Tonight was spent with extended family. Dinner at our place, cards & drinks at theirs, followed by a walk to the beach to watch the fireworks. With only a few hundred people 🙂

So, here’s to the arrival of 2013. I hope it’s a great year for all.