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Rhyme Time Trouble

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Today has been a busy little day.. Well, not really, but for me it has been. In an earlier post I spoke about my New Years resolutions, about putting myself out there more, and about expanding my cooking abilities. Sort of. Well this week I have really been focusing on getting these things rolling. I have already started on the cooking aspect, and have some new dishes I plan to do some time this week. Nothing fancy, but hopefully they will turn out nicely.

The putting myself out there side of things has had a little kick up the bum so to speak, when I decided to take K to the local library for Baby Rhyme-Time. The Slacker suggested recently that I check out my local library to find out about story time, etc, which I did, and found they had a little half hour class dedicated to singing nursery rhymes. I had booked my car in for some new tires today so I arranged them to coincide so K and I would have something to do while we waited. Lucky the library and the tire place are only about 400 meters away from each other.

When we walked in the door and K saw all the other people there (there were actually heaps of other people, I thought there might be around 8-10 other mums there, but there were more like 15-20!) he freaked out a little, turned into me and held on really tight. He has never been around that many other babies before. We sat down at the back of the room, where there were floor cushions and some chairs set up in a large U, so he had a good view of everything going on. The next half hour we sang some nursery rhymes and did the actions. He did not want me to put him on the ground, but by the end of the half hour he had started to warm up a little and loosened his grip a bit. If we keep going regularly I am sure he will get into it. I didn’t mind it, especially since it is free, but truly, it was kind of lame. I guess I had higher expectations for Baby Rhyme-Time hahaha. I was disappointed though because I was hoping to see some other youngish mums there, but I was most definitely the youngest, most of them looked to be in their 30’s, some even in their 40’s, and one, I’m pretty sure, was the Grandma. If not, well, I feel for her haha.

After that we went and explored the library a little. I had been there once or twice while I was still studying, just to check and see if they had access to any scholar journals on their databases, but they didn’t and for whatever reason I never went back. This time I decided to sign up for a library card. Can you believe I have been here for over 2 years and only just did this now. Crazy. Anyway, I ended up having a nice chat with one of the librarians, which I guess made up for the fact that the Rhyme-Time was full of old mums. Then I borrowed a book for myself from a writer who I used to like reading a few years  ago called Sujata Massey. She writes a series of novels about a Japanese American woman named Rei, who is an antiques dealer in Tokyo, and ends up getting involved in solving crimes, usually associated with whatever antique she is working on. I like her writing because I have always been attracted to asian art, furniture and design. The book I picked up was called ‘Shimura Trouble’, which actually takes place in San Francisco and Hawaii, exploring a mystery around land ownership and Rei’s family, some distant cousin discovered living in the islands. I’m only a few chapters in but I’m enjoying reading about her again.

After our morning travels we got home and I tidied up, wasted some time playing with K, and stealing a chapter or two of the book. Then we headed off to pick up big bro from school, during which K finally decided to pass out and have his nap, which worked out just fine for me since I got to sit in the car while he slept, and read some more.

When we got home, one of M’s friends from a few doors down, Vili, came over and asked him if he wanted to come to a footy club bring a friend day. M was totally excited and keen as mustard to go. I was sweet with him going until I realised it was actually a recruitment day, designed to encourage more kids to join the team, and that I would have to go. After being out all morning I was kinda keen to park on the couch reading until I had to start dinner, but alas, it was not to be. When M’s friend told me how much it would cost to join the club, I was even less keen, but M was a snowball rolling down a hill at that point and for me to stop him from going would have meant catastrophe. Then at the last minute, as I was strapping K into the car, M decided he wanted to go with Vili’s dad in his car. When we got there, Vili ran straight onto the field with his team mates and started training, while M hung back waiting for me. I took one look at his face and knew what was up. ‘Off you go’ I told him.

‘Don’t wanna’ he replied.

‘Why not?’

‘Don’t wanna go anymore.’

He got all shy and shame cos he didn’t know any of the other kids. Their other friend Zavier, who lives in between our house and Vili’s, was supposed to be coming for a ‘taste test’ too but he hadn’t arrived. Vili’s dad ended up taking M on the field and making sure he got introduced to the coach and settled in with the other kids. K and I sat back to watch. Well, I sat back to watch but that quickly turned into chasing after K as he tried to run onto the field, onto the road, across the other field, in the path of the men practising, and eventually stole a ball from a couple of guys who were playing with a 5 year old on a field further away. I think I got more of a work out than M did in the end. Zavier and his mum showed up, watched for a bit, then headed home, without Zavier joining in. They realised that since Zavier only turned 8 this January, he would not be in the same team as the boys, even if he did decide to join. But he was just keen to be doing something with the boys, so he was pretty disappointed. So cute. Vili’s dad said I could go home if I wanted and he would bring M home, but then they started bringing out the big pads and getting the boys to start tackling and barging or whatever they call it, through rows of the dads holding the pads up against them. I stood around and watched for a little longer, then headed home to get dinner started.

When M got home he was so happy, and definitely keen to join. I’m not sure how I will make the $150 joining fee, nor the boots, shin pads, helmet and mouthguard work, but I called his dad to see if maybe he could help out with it. I recently found out how much he makes a week and I figure he can flipping well afford to fork out a whole lot more than he has been! That call didn’t go badly but I didn’t really get an answer either, as he was in a bad mood and on his way to work. Fingers crossed he does pay, and toes crossed that Vili’s dad offers to drive to all the games hahaha!

 

M's first shot at the pads. Vili's dad is standing on the left, with a big cheesy smile.

 

Anyway, hopefully things will work out. And I hope to surprise you guys with an interesting dish sometime this week.

Family Vacay, Anyone?

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So. After the last time I invited y’all over to spend some time at my holiday house, I decided to make a few changes. I really enjoyed everyones company, but I gotta admit, I really got sick of hearing a certain scratchy voice call out ‘Pauliieeeeeeeeeeeee!’ constantly. Wouldn’t have been so bad, except it was punctuated with a sickly sweet ‘Maa-arrrrrrrrrkkkk!’.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m still keeping my leaf house. But next time there is a get together, I will be hosting at my palm house instead.

It's shaped like a palm leaf so it matches my other place. I'm clever like that.

That way everyone can have their own space.

Don’t worry, I have shark nets.

And I still have the Help.

He knows how to cook, this one. So I’m keeping him.

My villa is the one furthest out on the water, cos I need my privacy.

Everyone has their own spa bath, I got real sick of sharing last time.

And their own lounge too, since SOME people don’t like playing the All-In portion of pictionary. They can go to their own lounge and be lame.

And before you start asking, yes, there is a TV in that cupboard there, for anyone who might freak if they don’t watch Spicks & Specks.

You guys are allowed to come to my villa for sunset drinks on the balcony. But then you have to leave.

I will admit, though, sometimes I get a bit over the whole sun/sand/salt thing. Mucks up my hair. Thats when I cruise back to my forest villa. It’s actually where the help stay, but cos I’m pretty grounded and a totally awesome boss n stuffs, I don’t mind slumming it with them every now n then. But they still hafta deliver me cocktails.

See that fresh water in that pool there? Don’t splash, that shit don’t just fall from the sky you know. If you keep splashing you’re gonna hafta bring a bottle of replacement water with you when you arrive.

And since there is only so much I can handle of you guys fawning over me and carrying on about how much ya love me n stuffs (just trying to scam your way into my will, I’m sure of it), I have this restaurant sorted out so we don’t have to share meal times n stuff.

Hey look dad, a boat!

This chick’s job is just to stick fresh flowers in the water of whatever villa I happen to be on my way to.

I think these chicks might be twins or something, I dunno hey. I don’t pay them to chat.

In fact, this is starting to sound more and more like my kind of family vacay!

Brooownies, Talkin Bout Some Broooowniiiiiessss

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Today I made ‘Whatever Floats Ya Boat Brownies’. So yummy! I am having to continually talk myself out of finishing the rest of the batch right now, reminding myself that it is heading into summer and I would like to try lose some of my spare tyre. Of course, I should probably just stop baking things like brownies and honeycomb (which I made yesterday) if I am really serious about this, but I thought it would be a nice treat for M to take to school in his lunchbox. And since when did logic ever count for much?

Before they were even cooked, I tasted a bit of the batter. Big Mistake! I was very close to blowing off baking them, and eating the friggin batter as is! And once they were cooked, phwoar!!

Warning: If you decide to bake these, make sure you have plenty of milk handy to wash it down with.

 

 

Whatever Floats Ya Boat Brownies

1/2 cup butter, melted

1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa

1 cup sugar

2 eggs

2 tsp vanilla

1/2 cup flour

1/4 tsp salt

1-2 cups ‘Whatever Floats Your Boat’!

 

Preheat oven to 180 c, and grease or line a slice pan.

Combine butter and cocoa together and stir until cocoa is dissolved.

Add sugar and mix well.

Add eggs one at a time and stir well until combined.

Stir in vanilla, flour and salt, stir until you don’t see any flour but don’t over mix.

Fold in ‘Whatever Floats Your Boat’, eg mashmallows, chopped nuts, choc-chips, cherries, lollies, whatever!

Spread in pan and bake for approx 25 minutes.

Cool completely before cutting into squares.

 

 

Do not overbake or they will come out dry. I baked mine for 25 mins and pulled them out and let them cool while I cruised around doing laundry and feeding K his lunch. When I tasted one over an hour later, I wished I had let them cook for 3-4 minutes more. So adjust the time and temp according to your oven if you know it well enough.

I used 10 hazelnuts that I picked out of my trail mix and chopped up, and about 1/3 cup of choc chips that I found lurking in the back of the pantry. Seriously, they must have been about 2 years old!

 

 

 

 

Which one looks better, with flash or without?

Oh and FYI, while I was typing this I broke down and ate another one. And if anyone out there watches Rush, OMG!!! I was totally crying, I can’t believe that just happened!!

Spring has sprung! And I feel slightly murderous…

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Yesterday was the first day of spring for us Southern Hemispherians, and it felt like it couldn’t come fast enough. Could have something to do with the last 10 days or so of rain and clouds, give or take 1 or 2 in the middle. Can you say cabin fever?!

K and I decided to celebrate the new season by heading down to Currumbin Creek, and getting our toes wet.

Currumbin Creek, just around the corner from my house.

While we were there, we met up with a friend of mine, D, who had just bought herself a new toy.But first, let me give you the back story…

A few weeks ago, I called D, the convo went a little like this:

Me: Hey, let’s do stand up paddleboarding!

Her: Huh?

Me: You know, paddleboarding! I found a place that does lessons for around $15. It’s coming into spring, so the weather will be warming up, and it looks like fun. Plus, you like the beach and I think you would like it too. So you should do it with me!

Her: Ok, sounds interesting. Give me the info when I see you at the sports center opening, and I’ll check if I can fit it in to my schedule.

Me: Cool!

So the next time I saw her was at a school picnic (our boys are in the same year at the same school), and I told her the website, the cost, etc etc, and we sort of left it at that. She is doing a prep for uni course, works as a medical receptionist, and has 2 boys, so she had to check it would fit into her family/work/study life.

Fast forward 2 weeks, and she goes on a quick 3 day holiday with her hubby and kids to the sunny coast. While she was away, she posted some photo’s of them using the resort’s rental SUP’s. I commented, saying ‘Sa-weeeeeeeeeet! Is it AWESOME?!’ And she replied with ‘Hey, I forgot to check if I can fit in those classes! Lets sort it out when I get home.’

Fast forward a few more days, she has gotten home from her holiday, and tells me she has caught the bug. Her birthday is in a few weeks (from this point in the story. From today as I write this, it’s tomorrow), and she wants to get a SUP for her birthday prez.

So the last 3 weeks or so she has been sending me pictures and videos of various boards she has been looking at, and yesterday, after settling on one, she picked it up and we went paddleboarding with her. Only quickly, though, I went on it for about 15-20 mins, just in a little circle and out to the middle of the creek and back. I put K on it for a minute, as it is so wide he has no problem with balancing on it if he is sitting right in the middle. He seemed to really enjoy it, slapping the deck, peering over the edge, and looking around at the different view from the water as opposed to the water’s edge.

K on his first SUP experience

 

You are welcome to assume this is what I looked like on my first SUP experience

Ok so here’s where my big rant comes in…

I WANTED TO GO PADDLEBOARDING FIRST! I said ‘lets try it out’ so she goes and BUYS A BOARD. Just so you know, they’re not cheap. And the boards she was looking at? One of them had K’s name on it, as the brand name! His name is not exactly common. She sent me pictures of it, saying she was thinking of getting it, and isn’t that cool. Yes it’s cool. IF IT’S MY BOARD! The board she ended up getting was a different brand altogether, but it has a huge, beautiful turtle on it. And if you know me personally, then you know why that may get to me. I love turtles, and have them tattooed on me. And SHE picks out a turtle board! ARRRGH!

The turtle decal

I know it’s extremely childish of me to be irritated, and I should just be happy for her, but I can’t help but feel annoyed. I should be stoked that now I will have someone to do SUP with, but she is going to be killing it on her brand new, beautiful retro styled, wooden look, turtle decal SUP which is pretty much exactly MY dream board. While I am on a banged up rental. When I am the one who wanted to do it in the first place, and invited her to do it with me. She just had to go one better.

Le Siiiiiiiiiiiiigh…

Last week I called her and said I had found a place around the corner from us that does ‘boxing for parents’. They take the kids off and do an Active After School program with them for free while the parents do the boxing. And the classes are only $3!! Winning. We are hoping to go to our first class next week. She said she had to make sure it fit in with her schedule first, but I am wondering if she is just giving herself time to go and buy a boxing bag, gloves, and some private lessons with Danny Green first. You know. So she looks the best. As always.