So much to write but no time now. Just letting you know I’m still around. Girls Brigade is taking up all my time at the moment… well, someone else is taking up a fair amount of time, but I was talking about what’s left over from what he takes. But GBs will be finished next Thursday and things should become a degree or two more calm.
- Ransom::Movie, Mel Gibson
- Melissa::K** someone I know
- Trust me::No, really, trust me!
- Report::Card (I don’t know why I think this when it is quite american)
- Give up::Exasperated
- Cookies & cream::Ice-cream hmmmmmmm
Not as interesting as they have been recently.
Apparently the answer to what you buy for someone who has everything, is track suit pants, socks and a football. I really do wish that I could have come up with something a bit more thoughtful, but I think Elisha has stolen every spare brain cell I have.
I think Brett had a good birthday. The picnic on Saturday was great, and the lunch on Sunday was delicious… Thanks Debs!!!
The only down side to the whole celebration is that Romilly has hurt herself. I’m really, really sorry Romilly, and I hope you feel better very soon.
And here is my effort of a cake…
Don’t forget, tomorrow is Remembrance Day. I don’t have a poppy, but I wont forget.
Elisha has started moving… backwards. When laying on his back he arches himself and slowly inches his way backwards. He managed to scrunch himself into the corner of his Spiderman II couch and fall asleep today.
Had a whole day at home today, in fact this week has been pleasantly unbusy. Tomorrow is back to busyness as usual. 🙂
Don’t forget to remember.
Yesterday I went to Murdoch Mums postnatal group. Except it is next week. *sigh* I’m sure the way I was told to remember it was the second Monday of every month. I guess not always.
We’ll try again next week.
Something that I forgot to mention in yesterday’s post about Elisha, is that he is starting to laugh now. It is such a wonderful sound. And it is especially good to be able to remember when he is having a trying day.
Brett’s birthday is looming ever closer, and I still have NO idea of what to get him. All the ideas I have come up with I have told other people for some reason, and now my ability to be creative has dissapeared. Although the creative ideas I have had in the past don’t seem to have gotten much use so far… that is not to say that they wont, just “Not Yet”.
What is a present that you can give someone who has everything?
I’ve got a whole list of things in my head that I want to get down without forgetting, so it will not be pretty, but it least it will be out there.
Welcome to the blogging world Debs. I’m looking forward very much to hearing what you have to say.
In Elisha news there is a fair bit to say. Yesterday he pulled the toy on his play gym and made it play “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star”. I was so proud of him. The first comment Brett made when I told him that he had done this was, “He’s growing up so quickly”.
He has this habit when he is laying on his back he grabs one hand with the other and then pulls it down to his mouth, but I don’t think he actually knows that it is his hand he has grabbed.
He has really got the hang of blowing raspberries now. Mostly the type where no tongue is sticking out, just blowing out air (and in his case a LOT of bubbles) from between tightly closed lips.
Today Debs and I left our respective children with our respective husbands and went out… BY OURSELVES. It was a lovely afternoon. We went to Telethon. I took a photo of John Howard (the actor, not politician), but it didn’t work out. Might have been something to do with the fact that I was too embarrassed to go close, so I zoomed in from a distance, and I was also too embarrassed to turn the flash on. I sometimes think I’m going to be emarrassed by silly things. But at the time it seems pretty major.
Upon return we discovered children had not behaved perfectly. I wonder if we’ll ever be let out on our own again.
And here’s this weeks Unconscious Mutterings – Week 92
- Small Talk::Chit Chat
- Evidence::Evidence of Grace (a segment in most of our church services where someone speaks about how God has been working in their lives).
- Drifting::Adrift (a book on my shelf that I’ve never read).
- Beauty::Is in the eye of the beholder
- Asking for it::Trouble, trouble
- Visene::I feel like I should know what this is, and then I think of eyedrops.
- No strings attached::Free
- Frizz::My hair
Boy I am becoming quite verbose am I not?
This is a continued entry from yesterday. To read the beginning click here
That is the end of my photographic entry. I hope you enjoyed it. It was a very special day.
Today we took a trip down to Bobakine between Clackline (blink and you’ll miss it) and Northam with the rest of the Adams family and the Paisleys to lay Grandad’s ashes to rest.
It was a lovely day. Not too hot, and not windy. Just about perfect, except for the flies. We were subjected to a spectacular lunch, which was heartily devoured by all.
Grandad’s wishes were that half his ashes were to be placed at the base of the roses at the front gate with Grandma, and the other half at the base of the tree where Linda’s ashes were placed.
There is so much history at the farm. Let me share some photos and stories. No particular order, just as the photos were taken. This is going to be quite a long entry. My apologies if that annoys you.
And now it is late and I will finish this tomorrow.
I have really been getting into this scrapbooking website.