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All systems go…

As my pork slowly cooks to become a tender and juicy meal I have sometime to ponder the week that was and the week that will be.

It all started on Saturday when mum and dad arrived back from their overseas holiday. Mr 9 wanted to have a welcome home party so while hubby and I were collecting them, Mr 14 baked a cake. I ‘entertained’ them while the boys went and decorated their house.
To say they were surprised is an understatement, and it was also to celebrate dad’s birthday which he had while they were away.
As a thank you for looking after their house and doing a few things for them I got a cool retro looking tin of Irish toffee. It’s not a problem.

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Yesterday, mum asked me to come and see her. And gave me another pressie. Wow. Check out the best PINK bag. Love it. Awesome, thanks mum!! It’s go a zipper and a flat bottom so is more stable and secure. Comfy handles and an inside pocket for the phone. And it was wrapped in to pink a paper. Brilliant!

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And so roomy too. This will definitely be a favourite. Camera, iPad and wallet. Easy.

Sunday was spent with mum at the Craft Fair on its last day here in Hobart, – where I spent a few dollars on some yummy craft items, beads and a book – and then hubby and the kids met me at a friends house for a visit while we delivered a car for loan.

This week has been spent too-ing and fro-ing, some training (in a minute folks) and getting ready for a busy weekend.
There is baking (apple crumble and pizza bases) to be done for an afternoon and dinner with friends on Saturday.
Sunday will be a family get together with my sister and her family and parents. The tables have been booked and I shall be taking my camera with the plan to get some cool pictures. For a birthday celebration or two… (Hubby had his this week).
The weather has been cool and a little wet but is clearing for the weekend so fingers crossed it stays that way.

Next week I’ll be back in paid employment for the five days, (hence the training) which means along with everything else, I’ll be pretty tired – mentally more than physically – I know I know, loads of women do this every day. I’ve just had it easy been a SAHM for too long.
A friend is taking a holiday and there will be two of us taking her place. So between 8 and 5 or thereabouts, I shall be busy. Problem. Term holidays start this Friday and hubby leaves for work on Monday morning, so I have to arrange something for the boys. Let’s see. I think there might be dinner to cook and washing to do and Mr 9 will be sorted with a few friends. I hope.
And when I get home, I may not be in the mood to write anything, or I may not even have anything to write.

The second week of holidays though, I have things planned. A movie day where we all want to watch our own thing (Monsters University, Superman and Pacific Rim) the museum which has been revamped and reopened, catch up with a friend or two, and I’m sure there are few other activities we can organise.

It’s the sort of busy where you are ready to drop and then it just keeps on coming. And the only issue I have with this at this point. Hubby has to leave at stupid o’clock. So getting up at 4, off to the airport, home in time to have breakfast (will be required today more than ever) and a (STRONG) coffee then head to work. And Monday is the busiest day of the week. Wondering if anyone has an IV they don’t mind lending me to drip feed the caffeine…..
I’m not too good at getting up that early and surviving, so I hope my second wind kicks in early, 9am would be good.
The one day I want a decent sleep, and woah, interrupted. At least it doesn’t happen every week, and it wasn’t his choice to make it that early, work plans changed that were out of our control.

In between all the nothingness I feel like I’ve done this week I have been watching the remainder of the first season of Arrow. Love it!! (worth it for the eye candy alone) I don’t watch a lot of tele, but this is one I am loving. I’m gonna miss it when we’re done. But I’ll still have Under the Dome and Elementary to keep me going.

Gentlemen, Start your engines!

Sunday just gone I had the best day. At home. Pretty well alone.Β  While I would have loved to gone to the V8’s it was not to be this time around so I spent the day beading.
Hubby, eldest son (& GF) and second son left early – so I got a sleep in – for Symmons Plains. Around 200k from our place it the Tasmnanian home of V8 racing and just down the road from the Dragway.
I enjoy a bit of car racing, and live is always better, and while I was disappointed to not be there Hubby took lots of pictures to keep me happy.Β  And which IΒ can now share with you.
I’ll be putting a gallery (or 2 or 3) on my Box of Photos, so head over soon and check them out anyway.Β  With just under 400 pictures, yep he even outdid me on that one, there will be more than one post.
These are just a small sample to show you the what, where and why.
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IMG_6224Have a great day πŸ™‚
Jen

Never mind Santa, my family came to town.

I am the youngest of four and Christmas week, all but one of us were in my house. Kids and one partner included. My eldest sister lives overseas so coming home very year is not a possibility, especially with her own extended family in her adopted home.

As a family we all get on pretty well. There are always plenty of laughs and loads of fun. Not so many arguments. Whether that is from not needing to say anything or diplomacy it doesn’t matter. Even the kids get on well, with few issues.

It is during these times of big family get togethers that I am happy I had my kids early, or at least that they are the eldest. Makes for a few less things to worry about. Back in the day when I was the only one with kids, it was awkward for me. Several times over the past week it was mentioned that ‘No, we do not want any more kids..’ As cute and lovely as our nieces and nephews are.

The ages of the kids last week were, 16, 13, and two lots each of 9, 5 & 2. Yeah, our house was busy and noisy and only a couple of times when the Mr 2 got a little rough. Because of this age gap, my older two were in their boy cave mostly until we dragged them out. I am not immune to their negative points, but they were polite, helpful and played well with the younger ones. Teenagers maybe, but good kids none the less.

You would think that with this meany people all hell would break loose. Not so. It was amazingly well organised. We never ran out of hot water between showers, baths and constant washing up. A routine of sorts was set quite early on, and it seemed to work. I even had to fight my way to the sink a few times, I like washing up, and have never been beaten to it in my own house. I think am definitely the home body out of all us. They kept telling me to sit and relax, and even scoffed at how neat their folded washing was ‘did you iron this?’ I just do it if it needs doing. And in a strange way, enjoy it. Necessary evil, but why hate it when it still has to be done.

My brother and his family came with the idea to just sit and chill and do pretty well nothing. This was done easy to accommodate and a date night was included. With 3 extra baby sitters how hard could it be. Mr 5 and Miss 2

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My sister arrived with plans to visit a few friends and other family. Misters 5 & 2 and Miss 9

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while I just potted about and kept the washing machine and coffee pot going as required, and enjoyed hubby’s company – he came home earlier than expected!

One day was spent at Huonville, just under an hours drive away, where we commandeered the bbq hut and spent a lovely day of family and fun. After lunch all but mum and I went for a ride in the paddle boats before ice creams were bought and devoured in the warm afternoon sun.

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Back at our house kids dragged various parents down the hill to the beach where they could hunt for crabs under the rocks, or explore the bush line. A few times we got our timing wrong and the tide was in so no playing could happen.

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The house was very quiet the day they left. Everyone had driven out by 8.30 for either a long drive or an early flight out of Hobart. A few misplaced items were found, but by all accounts packing was done with minimal left overs. Gotta be a first.
Now, as I write this, hubby is just a day away from heading back to work for 3 weeks in PNG and my eldest has arrived in Qld for his holiday. We had a very lazy New Year’s Day which included a short walk with the dog and a game of beach naughts and crosses.

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Jennifer πŸ™‚

Christmas is coming

Christmas has definitely arrived in Woodbridge. My friend Kelly, wwho runs the post office is a wonderful friend and a hoot to be around. (She’s funny, and lots of fun). Once the twelve days of Christmas begin she starts her countdown with a different dress up each day, getting crazier by the day til the 24th arrives.
Along with another friend Sue (who does some actual work there as well) I have helped sort the letters as it gets busier and busier. I’m like the bottom of this pile. Kelly runs the place, Sue is 2IC and I’m just the shit kicker. I come in and head straight for the boxes of letters to sort them into mailboxes.
Everyday Kelly will take a picture and post it on her FB wall. Most of the time I am not there early enough to get in (phew) but this morning I rocked up looking Christmassy so another shot was taken… Left to right yours truly, Sue and Kelly in her gorgeous western Santa hat.
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One thing most people say when they come in is the amount of laughter that floats out the door and through the mailboxes… we do have fun and everyone loves Kelly. My dad has nicknamed her Ned, (Ned Kelly anyone) which is typical of his sense of humour.

I have gotten right into the Christmas spirit by decorating my car with antlers and a red nose… Hubby normally doesn’t like these things (and I have to argue to get my way) but as he is away he said I could do what I wanted. Yay!! Mr 8 thought it was fantastic, Mr 14 & his visiting friend didn’t say much at all, and Mr 16 just grinned and shook his head when I picked him up after work.

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Kelly received a bottle of Hartzview Spiced Apple Mead (for xmas, from a customer) while I was there this afternoon and I exclaimed I had one myself into fridge. She then proceeded to write down a recipe for us that I just had to try when I got home. This liqueur, while really good, is not something I would sit and drink on my own, so it has just sat around since I bought it (feb or march I think).
I am going to try a few variations of this, it could be quite nice.
In a tall glass mix together
30ml of Mead, (I think I had about 50ml, any less and it would not have had any flavour to it) ice, good ginger beer, squeeze of lime juice and some mint.
While I had no mint I did the rest and yummo.
I was told it should not be kept in the fridge but used at room temperature. Interesting, as the producers said it is fine to keep cold.
It made a refreshing drink being cold, but for those having a winter Christmas it could be better warmed slightly. I am thinking of trying it with pureed mango to give a little exotic touch to the flavours. And maybe warming it like suggested.

No reason to complain today….

Happy birthday to me! This 9th of August. Brunch with a friend and then picking hubby up from the airport! Can’t get better than that…not really. Well, mr 13 baked me a cake last night, and mr 15 said he’d give me a hug, nicely, given they are usually under duress, (I added, anytime I see you, much to his disgust, so its random walking into his bedroom, jumping put at him…) he does humor me, on occassion. Those that may know my son knows he is not a huge hugger. I have to chase him round the house…mr 8, he’s just, well, himself. Lots of hugs there regardless.

Picture is pre coffee so too bad really… Now I really must go get one, sort out kids lunches and get myself out the door to town.
Have a great day πŸ™‚
Jennifer

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