Friday, 18 April 2014

Good grief … it's Good Friday ...

Umm … correct me if I'm wrong … but wasn't it only Christmas about six days ago … six weeks at the absolute maximum … and that's severely pushing it.

But apparently we find ourselves at Easter … and Good Friday most specifically.

Good Friday is an odd kind of day … the one day of the year where there is really nothing going on.  No shops or pubs or activities … but without the "gotta go and visit as many family members as possible in one day" pressure of Christmas.

It's a lazy kind of day … well it is for us nonpracticing religious type folk.

First on the agenda for the day was a bit of baking … Hubby is currently turning into some kind of Betty Crocker … and decided to whip up a batch of hot cross buns.

This is despite the fact that I bought THREE packets of them in Coles yesterday … because a) it's Easter and it's kind of a legal requirement to have hot cross buns in the house at Easter and b) I fell victim to the buy 3 for the price of 2 sting … when as it turns out I didn't even need 1.

They did look pretty good … Hubby's buns not Coles … I don't know Coles that well ;0)


After partaking of the buns … and feeling them making themselves at home on our thighs ... we decided a little physical exercise was the order of the day.

After all it was a beautiful day outside.

The boys played with their balls.



While I walked Buster from one sniffing post to the next …


and everything in between.


After which Buster settled into the only shade he could find to watch those boyish shenanigans.


Catching the ball.



Fighting over the ball.


And sometimes missing the ball entirely.


Time for a couple of quick  Easterish portraits.



A  quick run.


A drink.


And home again.


Then Hubby and I ventured off on a scenic drive … where I took a couple of photos of said scenery.



And one of the barbed wire … just for the sake of it.


And then … even though we are nonpracticing religious type folk … we decided to have fish for lunch … because a) anyday is a good day for fish in my books and b) it was the only place open.


Now I'm off to google just why it is we should eat fish on Good Friday.

Happy Easter Everyone!!

Wednesday, 16 April 2014

Blankety Blank ...

I intended to write a blog post today … but I couldn't come up with a single, solitary idea.


Sunday, 13 April 2014

A picture's worth 1000 words … week 15 ...

A photo a day … every day … in 2014.


Day 96:  Hubby cooked dinner … that's worth recording.


Day 97:  Vintage bowls in a row.


Day 98:  Linen on the line.


Day 99:  Buster looks like this whenever you speak to him … it's his "What in the world are you talking about woman?" expression.


Day 100:  It's school photo day.


Day 101:  Still looking for the pot of gold … it's proving to be very elusive.


Day 102:  Just to prove that we're down with the jiggy jig … family portrait … selfie style.

Joining in with Em over at the The Beetle Shack.

Thursday, 10 April 2014

It's my party … and I'll cry if I want to ...

Well I tried to ignore it … I tried really hard.

But somehow it crept up on me and just happened … without my consent.

I had a birthday!

Yesterday I turned 45 … which is halfway to 50 … which means it's really 25 … so I turned 25 … that logic stands up doesn't it??

But there is an upside to having a birthday.

You get birthday cards like this one.


Only a birthday could get a 16 year old boy to express his feelings  … and in actual writing too!

Of course it also means you get cake … and I do loooove cake … we all loooove cake.




It also means you get a present … if you're lucky.

I got lucky this year.

Hubby and the boys gave me a new lens for my camera … and of course I had to try it out ASAP.

Here's the early results … practise, practise, practise … after all it makes perfect … eventually.











That's it for now … I promise to bore you with more at a later date.


Tuesday, 8 April 2014

Just call me Nostradamus ...

I was awoken this morning by Master 14 slipping into bed beside me.

This only ever means one thing … he wants the day off school.

Now I've got "sick versus sickie" detection down to a fine art.

It took but a glance to tell me that this request was of the "sickie" variety.

"What's wrong?"

"I've got a bit of a headache."

Now I'm a long time headache sufferer … so they … "they" being my kids ... know I'm a sucker for this particular excuse.

So I used the old "Well there will be no television and no PlayStation and no iPad … and you will stay in bed … without your phone."

Generally this threat is enough to give the malingerer the burst of energy he requires to get up and go to school.

But not so this morning … he accepted the conditions … and I accepted the inevitable fact that I had him home for the day.

I sent him back to bed … and set about rearranging my day.


And as if by magic … at exactly and precisely 9:00am … he emerged from his room with a spring in his step, a twinkle in his eye … and a long boring day ahead of him.


Sunday, 6 April 2014

A picture's worth 1000 words … week 14 ...

A photo a day … every day … in 2014.


Day 89:  Jasmine in a vase on a stool.


Day 90:  Bathed in afternoon sunshine.


Day 91:  Just trying to measure up.


Day 92:  I went on a morning walk … yep … I can't believe it either.


Day 93:  Winners are grinners … and I won a t-shirt.


Day 94:  The blue marguerites are bloomin' lovely.


Day 95:  Mushroom on toast perhaps?

Joining in the fun over at The Beetle Shack.