This Week

Some random thoughts from the last week.

White chocolate and macadamia muffins

White chocolate and raspberry muffins :-)

Holding other gals babies.

A warm fire.

Homemade spring rolls.

Talking with my Mum and Dad on the phone.

A horrendously sore neck.

Rain.

Growing sprouts.

Homemade bread.

A chat with a very old school friend.

Washing, washing, washing.

Coriander...love it!


A VERY BAD SHOPPING TROLLEY.


Eggs from friends.


Time with my family.


Oh yes, and school!



Ken preached at the church this morning. I am very proud of him as I know he really dislikes public speaking! He did great.


He spoke on 1 Peter 4:10



Serve one another with the particular gifts God has given each of you, as faithful dispensers of the magnificently varied grace of God.

The last month....or so

I have a hopeless memory and should never leave blogging this long. I just can't remember what I've done.

We have done this a couple of times due to the cool weather and Ken enjoying his chainsaw. :-)

Some highlights, were a trip that was decided one afternoon and Jordan, Emy and I left next morning to go and visit my parents for a week and go to my little brothers 40th birthday party. It was really lovely to spend time with Mum and Dad and my brother also. He has four beautiful girls around my girls ages, and so my two spent time with their cousins.

My brother tandem jumped out of a plane, for his birthday present from a friend, and landed safely. I'm glad about that, as we were all watching.

I think the landing was painful!

I love being able to take a week off school when we want to, and just take up where we left off when we get back. I did take work away, but it wasn't a happening thing! We did listen to a book that Kaity downloaded off the net for me called "Our Island Story".

It was written in 1902 and is the story of England's History. It's written in such a lovely story format and was great listening whilst driving. Younger kids would enjoy it aswell!(probably more)

We got to spend time with my Mum and Dad......

We've had visitors stay last weekend for four days. These friends have lived in the last two towns we have lived in and after spending time out with family, have taken a job here in Dubbo. We are pretty happy about this as we enjoy spending time together and now that makes three towns!

I've been quilting a little. I started working on a baby quilt for my friend's baby she was fostering, but then the baby left and I stopped working on it. Will have to get back to that, for another baby. I moved onto a table runner that I've been working on for probably a year and have come near the end now. Quilting in winter happens easier for me. I'm sharing the read a loud time with the girls in the afternoons, so that I can sew, while they read books to me!

I know there's lots more that's happened but, it's gone for now.

On a very happy note, it's now two days till Kylie comes home. We are all pretty happy about this, and are looking forward to seeing her. Hurry up Kylie. In fact next week, when Tom is here for Tafe, all my chickens will be here. One. Happy. Mumma. I think Pappa too!

Cannot forget a family photo.

Ironing

I really dislike ironing.

Mum, this is not your fault. You did not make me iron endlessly when I was a child. I don't even remember ironing as a child, although I'm sure I did.

We stored our possesions when we travelled Australia for a year, and when we returned, my ironing board had been eaten by mice. Nothing else was attacked (I don't think), so I saw this as a sign to give up ironing forever.

Not really.

But, instead of buying a new cover for it, we were feeling ruthless, and that we had too many possesions to move 1000kms away to Bourke, and so the ironing board went to the op shop.

I had a "little" one that I used for quilting, (we're talking small here) and since we didn't rally iron all that much, felt I could survive with it.

It was awful! Really hard to iron "big" things. And, it was embarrassing when my dear mother came to visit because she DOES iron, with a real ironing board at her place.

Oh, and then there was the time that we had overseas visitors (you know who you are) :-) and the sweet girl wanted to iron a shirt for her father, and I had to pull out my scabby board and mumble some apology for the condition of it and size.

So embarrassing.

Well, my shame is no more. Last week at the op shop, I found a perfectly good full sized ironing board for $4. With a lovely thick, tight cover. A bargain. I had contemplated buying a new one, but the price put me off. If I was spending that kind of money then I don't want something
boring.

So, Mum, time for a visit I think. I'll find you some ironing to do if you like. (Although I have been slowing converting her over the years to iron less).

And my overseas visitor......come anytime you like.

No shame here!