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Christmas Misadventures

At some point this summer the heat must have fried my brain, I know this because it failed to engage when my mouth said “Hey how about we head north for Christmas? But what’s a camping trip without one good story to come from it? We decided our first stop would be Lake Liddell, where we had a little misadventure. Check out my column for the story My Fairfax column page….

Welcome to Tingha!

Welcome to Tingha!

On top of Mount Topper, overlooking Tingha and Stannifer (Northern NSW).

On top of Mount Topper, overlooking Tingha and Stannifer (Northern NSW).

We climbed Giants Leap near Muswellbrook. Super steep, there were SO many complaints.

We climbed Giants Leap near Muswellbrook. Super steep, there were SO many complaints.

Hubs reminds me of Russell Coight ;)

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Adventure is out there…

Ever so slowly, without us even noticing it was happening, we have become that family that is always taking the kids camping. Well during the summer months we do.

Recently a random act of kindness meant that instead of camping in a big tent city, we now have a camper. Doesn’t that up the anti on the camping comfort! Although I am the first to admit, I don’t camp well. I don’t sleep for the entire time and neither does at least one of the children for the first couple of nights, and then there is the bugs. All of the discomfort is usually out weighed by the fun the kids have and the forced relaxation we parents get in the evenings, in front of the fire (when and if there is ever not a fire ban). Often off the grid, so no social media and no power to charge things, that means iPads off! I grab my camera and a thick book and I’m ready.

We have a camper!

Damn thing is like a tardis! You can sleep six inside!

Our 'local' swimming hole at Stewarts Crossing.

It's been a hot summer so far.

Dobby the house dog, the hello on my back.

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Time to mingle.

I decided to get out amongst the humans this week. I figured that working from home for this long can’t be good for me, I think I haven’t worn a skirt for around six months, haven’t needed to. My fashion sense has taken a nose dive, but then again have you seen fashion lately? I don’t think I’m doing that bad really. My people skills are dropping though, if I were to have an office job I’d have to stick a post it note on my desk where I can see it all the time that says: Don’t fart at your desk, you are not alone!

Side topic; when will this hideous left over from the eighties, with a hint of the awkward nineties, flouro pattern splooge fest end?! Us red heads are running out of things to wear! Yes I digress.

So anyways, I went out to meet some humans, having decided to volunteer my time to the gallery that will soon be showing some of my pictures (giggity). Yesterday was my first shift. Sure enough the phone rings at midday, and it’s the school. Insert your choice of annoyed looking emoticon here if you will. Of course it’s the school, it has to be the school, because children are born with this sixth sense that informs them when the mother is about to do something for her own wellbeing. A little alarm rings in the back of their mind ‘quick mum is about do something different, you need in on this’. So I make my excuses, leaving a great first impression on my first day and head to the school.

When the teacher called she mentions that she also needs to have a quick chat with me, and I think we all know how much every parent loves to hear that, am I right? Tells me our town cryer has been unwell today. Can you tell I’m not convinced? Back story, the small ones have discovered that all you have to do to get out of class is make the slightest mention you feel sick. The second those words are uttered a call is put into Mum, drop what you are doing parents the kid is totes dying.

I get there, and I have the chat. Turns out it was a surprisingly good one, for once there was nothing bad to report. Enter the sick bay, because the small dying one was not that sick he couldn’t wait while I had that brief parent teacher interview. He greets me and attempts to conceal a smile, he did not succeed. The average for one of these calls from the school is about once a fortnight, and you should hear how hard the teachers try to convince me it is legit. I take the boy by the hand as he skips out the school gate; “Are we going to the shops now?” ahhh no. Again feel free to add your choice of annoyed emoticon here.

Have you ever encountered this? That road block in the shape of a small child each time you attempt to return to some kind of semblance of your previous professional life? Or is just me that has a big faker in the house?

Of course I know this is what I signed up for when I resigned from my much loved job five years ago, and don’t get me wrong I love that I am able to be at home with the kids, and do all that needs doing for my high need charges. It is a super busy life that we lead, but that said, it is super busy and super boring. Mundane even, and I’m not the first one to say that about this parenting deal.

Mum is bored kids, and she needs to get out more. Trust me it is better for everyone 😉
Anywho, onwards and upwards right guys? Next month people will be paying me to take their pictures, and so help me if the school calls, it had better be from the back of the ambulance.

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How to impress Aldi shoppers.

I recently acquired a set of Trolley Bags, and wow did I impress the local Aldi shoppers or what!?

We all know that checkout workout you get at Aldi, where they whip your goods across the scanner and straight into your trolley, ready or not here it all comes. (This actually deters a few of my older friends from shopping there, if your are reading this Aldi people take note, slow down!).  Anyhow I have a budget to stick to, so after I had my wheaties and I was pumped and ready to take on the challenge of the checkout workout, I grabbed these bags and hit the shops.

trolly

The collective Oooooooh where did you get those, from people around me was fun. You carry them all rolled up and hanging on the trolley hook until you put all your stuff on the checkout belt, then you unfurl them across the trolley and everyone goes Wow! These are really efficient way to get my trolley loaded, without double or triple handing.  They are really strong, I filled them to the top and with quite a bit of weight and I do a very large fortnightly shop with half a dozen little people to feed.  These bags may see me save more money, because I might start shopping at Aldi more often as sometimes when I am tired I avoid it. Honestly I loath grocery shopping, so anything I can do to make it easier I will.  A set of four is only $35 from Packing Sorted.

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The sugar hit…


Look at them, two fluffy pink balls of sweet sugary goodness, that tipped me over the edge.

Sugary little bastards.

My midweek ritual of hot chocolate and late brekky with my wee men is no more, and I didn’t think I was missing them.

Until they sat my hot chocolate in front of me. Those two little marshmallows are stolen by my wee men every time. But not today. And I had a little bit of a wobble for the first time about the kids being at school, didn’t see that coming. Those damn marshmallows.

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