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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.

The Pub…before Peppermint Bay

By the time I received these pictures I felt a sense of pressure to make sure I used them.  I had made a few queries as to where I might them (there was nothing on the web) and before I knew it, it felt like the whole of Woodbridge was looking for me.

Yesterday I did a post about Peppermint Bay and last year did the same, but I wanted to show you what used to be there.

A square brink two story building that appears to have been wiped form the history books considering how hard it was to find pictures.  If all else failed I could have asked the old owner – who originally built the new pub.  Now that would have put pressure on me.

What you see are photos of old photos so I apologise for the quality.
Once the pub was sold all items that were movable – and I mean everything -was auctioned off before the bricks and mortar was demolished.  I even know the guy who bought the front door to the pub, or the Bar door.  It was joked at the time that he used it more than anyone and so was his almost by default.  Apparently he has since stopped drinking. The wooden deck you see in the bottom picture now resides at my parents place. 

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Happy Saturday 🙂
Jennifer

Dr Phil and your teen

It is one of those crappy weather days, misty horrible rain that makes it annoying to be outside. Not cold, just yucky. So I took the opportunity to watch a show I recorded last night. And to chill for a bit. Well one hour turned into 2.5 as the end of Masterchef followed and then Dr Phil. I am not one to just watch tele, I have very few shows I watch and was not really paying attention, but the theme caught my eye. Lying Teens. Ok, let’s check this out.

You don’t need to know what happened on the show but at the very end, he mentioned a quiz to see how well you now your teen. My eldest was in the room and got all excited and said ‘look it up, let’s do it!’
Ok then. Feeling a little apprehensive. You never know if you want to know what they’re thinking or you if have absolutely no idea. A good chance to gain some honestly and trust (if lacking) and work on your communication.

The quiz says the questions can be answered as yes or no, but then the bottom says ‘if you answered yes or no…’ Haha, they are not phrased to be answered yes or no. I “quizzed” both my teenagers, the nine yr old can wait a bit I think, and then got them to ask the same questions of me. Essentially they me well enough, even with 16yr old brain answers peppering most of the questions…

Lets say I know my teens well enough, and am pretty happy with the result. They still talk to me after all!

The quiz is below, how well do you know your teen?

Dr Phill Teen Quiz

I’m so happy!!

I like….

– the way the dog is always so excited to see us

(man! mind blank!  how hard is it to find things I like. Of course there are lots of wonderful things I am grateful for, that I love…. but can I think of any of them now. Nup. Zip, nada, nothing.  Aside from the obvious that we are all healthy and essentially happy…. oh, wait there, this one’s a must to add in

– that people check out my blog and decide there’s something worth reading and they want more (LOVE you all)

Most of all, what I wanted to say was that

I Love that our teenage kids still want to talk to us! and we can laugh and joke around.
They’re even not embarrassed to wave or call out if they see us at school, even with their friends around.

It’s times like these I think we’re doing something right, and we’re not totally boring old parents who are out of touch.

Smiling as always 😀
Jennifer

Family matters

(Awesome news alert!!, well for me anyway)

Thirty years is a long time. I was 5 or 6 and can barely remember what happened.  there are snippets, and of course the photos to jog the memory.  But that is it.

Hubby’s family is huge!  His father is one of 11 or 12 and with each of those having say 3 kids then say 2+ kids in the next generation makes for one very large family.  I have met most of them on our various travel throughout Queensland and the like, others I’m friends with on Facebook, and of course there are more I have not met. So in short , hubby has a squillion first cousins.

Me, however.  I come from two small families, each with only 3 kids where only two of those had kids (my parents included).  I have 6 first cousins.  I have never met 2 of them.
The other four – I finally met, for the first time in 30+ years this weekend just gone.  It would have been made better if my parents could have been there or any of my siblings, but sometimes it doesn’t work out that way.  It was made that little bit easier for my by having my aunt and uncle on hand as we shared the catering for lunch.  Made for quite a few less nerves running through me.

Meeting people for he first time is always a little nerve-wracking, will you like them, will we get on (at least enough to not be arguing all the time) will they want to catch up again? But meeting four of them + partners was akin to an invasion – actually that was how it was put in the emails that were flying about. Family invasion!

Having only half the ‘things’ to worry about made me all the more relaxed – if you could call it that – and squeezing them all into my house was something else again. And I needn’t have worried.
They are totally cool, really great people and it was one big happy family. Seriously, no egos in the room, everyone casual and laughing, really relaxed. I felt completely at home.

Now I’ve never been one to think I have missed out on things, or to have felt that not having them around that something was missing from my life, but I am so glad they are in it now.  My kids know most of their immediate cousins, and my cousins’ kids all know and get on with their cousins.  The way is should be.  In a perfect world maybe.  Your cousins can be the first friends you have, and are often long-lasting friendships.  A little bit of ‘same same, but different’.

From here, they only live an hour’s air flight away so the possibilities of getting to see them (now we’re in touch again) is much more likely.

Why have we not got in touch before. Who knows, It’s no ones fault and it has been pretty easy if any of us have wanted to make the move to contact.  I have thought about them over the years, but as things go, never did anything about it. I’m just happy to have them in my life and maybe for my kids to meet theirs someday.  At least the age groups are about the same. My two eldest have long been a bit ‘left out’ as they are often a lot older than the other kids.

I would love to post a pic of the five of us, but am still waiting for approval.  So I’ll say now, I look a little like the only male cousin, who is also the ‘baby’ of the family, am only slightly taller than the eldest (we share the same middle name and similar height deficiencies).

Here is the picture of my self and the four cousins (permission granted) + one with their partners.

Kim, troy, me, Jo and Nikki

 

clockwise from back left: Gary, Nikki, Troy, Kelly, Kim, Nino, Jo and Allen

We have all agreed it will not be long again, and I look forward to many more get togethers now the ‘reunion’ has happened.

Who else has met family members after a long time?
Did you remember them?
Did it work out well for you aswell?

Keep smiling 😀
Jennifer