#1476 Together again

I don’t think I realised just how much I missed them all, until I saw them all today.

I’m talking about my family… my WHOLE family.

Cousins, aunties, uncles, kids, people who aren’t my blood technically but who I still faithfully call “cousin.”

And making it sweeter, having my parents, and sis and bro-in-law in the mix.

Age, gender, cultural ethnicity… it’s all irrelevant. We all blend and merge seamlessly into one. I talk to my younger cousins as easily as I do with my uncles, or the 3 year-old birthday girl.

We are all in such different stages of life, and it makes catch-ups like tonight that much more interesting. Either someone is plowing through work, looking for work, or thinking of finishing up work. Some are raising young kids, others teens, while others still are free now that their brood are independent of them.

Some are retired, enjoying the good life in the garden.

Some holiday a couple times a year.

Some are dreaming of their next holiday (um, us? ๐Ÿ˜‚)

We get along, but we also argue. We shit-stir, and we agree to disagree.

And although there’s so much separating our very specific and individual lives, there’s one major factor unifying us all.

And that’s family.

We were together for a kid’s birthday today. And not ‘kid’s birthday’ in the literal sense… although there was rainbow cake, pink balloons, dress-ups and a jumping castle…

But there was so much noise. Rowdiness. Gee we can be f$#&ing loud! Anyone passing by outside would be forgiven in thinking it was anything but a kid’s birthday party.

We are passionate, yet we still have our problems. Health problems, kid problems, work problems and just generally, LIFE problems.

We share all this to lighten our load, then we smile. Eat some cake and drink some wine.

Go home full in our bellies and our hearts.

Because we are family.

And gee, I missed them. โค

 

 

 

 

#1475 Maths can make you happy

Do you know how close I was to posting another coffee-related post today? That would have made it three in a row.

But I refrained. I found something harder to capture visually, but much sweeter.

It was after school and baby girl was using Mathletics – it’s a maths app that assists learning at home as well as in the classroom.

She somehow happened across a live challenge area of the app – of course – and was suddenly given 1 minute to complete maths equations suited for her level.

Before I realised what was going on, I turned to see her going –

“4 + 3,” holding up her hands with four fingersย  on one hand and three fingers on the other, and proceeding to count them together to make 7.

She did this five more times with different equations. I just stared, watching her quickly work out how to add up the numbers to find her answer, amazed that she was doing it accurately.

She got 6 out of 6.

It was one of those moments of growth I was so happy to have been able to witness. I had just recently been to a parent info meeting at her school that touched on children not justย  knowing the answer, but knowing how to work it out too.

Seeing baby girl work it out in front of me, was the simplest yet most satisfying thing to see.

Our children grow up in front of our eyes, and catching those moments of growth as it happens is the greatest reward us parents get, for all of our sacrifices, sleepless nights, tears shed, endless moments of worry and stresses about the future.

Let’s take all the rewards we can. โค

 

#1474 A date with the parentals

In light of things about to get a whole lot busier, it was lovely to have this pre-planned day, to head across town and meet my parents in a shopping centre, near my old ‘hood.

Memories.

First I was just wandering without a care. Look here, look there… go wherever I damn like.

When I met up with them, it was BUT FIRST, COFFEE.

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And then the pinnacle of the day, being also the least active… when Mum and I lay down to have massages.

Ahhh.

The lady who did my back, was kneading a point in my left shoulder blade so much that I nearly cried out. But I gritted through the pain, to get to the glory.

Huh. Much like life I guess.

It was MAGIC.

Then for lunch I introduced my parents to Roll’d… and if you haven’t tried their food, you are missing out. They are delicious.

And now my parents think so too. ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘Œ

Best of all, was the bonding and quality time spent with them… because I just know at the end of it all, we all walk away, feeling happier and lighter.

โค

#1473 Double the treats with Hubbie

You know what’s great about having coffee with a loved one?

Two coffees… means two treats.

(Or in our case, 2 and a half ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ)

But whereas I’ve been good and going for simple, health-ier nibblies (like a tahini biscuit, for example) Hubbie doesn’t hold back, and goes for let’s say, a Portuguese tart.

Like today.

But… the custard was too eggy for him…

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So I ate it.

Nom nom nom.

Just so you know, I’m going really well in my new routine and sticking to my guns, but sometimes you just gotta say “YES!” to the custard… ๐Ÿฎ

#1472 Sunsets and so much more

I’m grateful for the beauty in tonight’s sunset.

Colourful. Vibrant. Ethereal. Mysterious. Hiding something even more beautiful.

But I am also grateful for –

New opportunities

Things to do

A place to be of value

A different purpose

Blessings

But mostly I am grateful for old friends who tell you about job opportunities…

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#1471 ‘Guess Who?’ told her???

It’s after school pick-up, and baby girl and I are playing an impromptu Guess Who game.

I tell her that we’ll only play a couple rounds… so we play one game, and I win.

One down.

We start the second game. I am nearing the end, with far more of my people down, while she has loads left. I go easy on her, as she asks really specific questions that stall her progress, like “does your person have a headband?” when there is only ONE person with a headband! But also, I don’t avoid winning.

I ask a question and knock down a few more. I have 1 left. She is totally Megan. I have this in the bag.

But now it is her turn.

And she has LOADS left.

But then she asks… “is your person, Rebecca?”

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What the actual F*&%????

She had 18 people up, but still completely fluked the question and picked the right person.

Rebecca it was! She won!

I was flabbergasted, asking “how did you do that?” She said she just knew, and still in total shock, we went on to play another game.

I went first. I asked a question and she responded, before I knocked a couple people down.

Now it was her first shot of the third game.

“Is your person… Lisa?”

FUCK OFF. No special characters either.

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It IS Lisa!

How the $^%*$*$&#&(#()(???????

I couldn’t speak. I was actually staring at her, ‘like what is going on?’ I went to her side of the rug to see if she could see through my card somehow… nope. I look at her dead serious.

“How did you do that? Did someone whisper it to you? Or was it a feeling?”

“It was a feeling.”

I just can’t get over this. Someone is messing with me. Is someone messing with me? What is going on?

I ask her a series of specific questions. If she can tell the future I want the answers.

“Am I going to write a book?”

“Yes.”

(Hold on, I actually have written a book).

“Am I going to have my book in bookstores?”

“Yes.”

“What am I thinking now?”

She laughs. “I don’t know!”

We played two more games after that which I won… either her EXTREMELY lucky streak ran out, the ‘feelings’ stopped, or whoever or whatever was whispering in her ear ran off… either way… it made for a truly entertaining Guess Who session… I won’t be forgetting those games for a while.