#754 5 out of 6 ain’t too bad

I have already driven 5 hours today.

Off to the other side of town with baby girl for an appointment: 1 hour 20 minutes

Then to my parents place for a few hours: 20 minutes

Back in the car to drive back home (now through Long Weekend traffic, general bullshit inefficient drivers, and car accidents where rubberneckers couldn’t help but slow down to look at a collision that WASN’T in their way): 2 hours and 20 minutes

Back in the car after a 5 minute stopover at home, now to drive to work: 1 hour and 20 minutes


And that’s not even ALL of it. Because I still have to drive an hour home later on… at the terrific-ly beautiful time of 3-4am.

Yep. All you Aussie peeps will be dreaming your sweet little eyelashes off, and I will be driving down the freeways, getting home as late as possibly 5am.

YAY! for me (not sarcastic, at all).

Seriously though, what the hell have I got to be grateful for here?


  1. One hard day like this is almost down, with only one to go
  2. I am in a good mood despite racking up so many k’s todays
  3. And I have driven 5, out of 6 hours. I’m almost there.

So close.

I am happy, so very happy, despite all of this, and being happy while at work, amidst busy days, and so so so so SO much driving….???

It makes me even more happy. And grateful. 🙂




#753 A pick-me-up walk

We often complicate life with all our wants and requests, but sometimes the simplest thing, is all you really need.

A coffee. A well-read break. Putting your feet up.

Well, when ALL of the above (I know, even coffee!) didn’t do the job, and my head was still heavy, my body still tired, and my mind uninspired, I thought to do the thing that most weary legs wouldn’t normally do…

Go for a walk.

And my tired-from-kinder girl, also had to agree. A walk it was.



We chatted as we headed down the path. It was a short walk around the block, and with the afternoon sun on us, we escaped to shade as we soon turned a corner.

It was so beautiful just talking to her. She was rattling on about good boys and girls getting Christmas presents, and cheeky kids NOT! She was proud, because she had gotten a Barbie Van from Ho Ho (Santa) last year.

We talked houses. She pondered if any of her kinder classmates lived right near us, and I told her, probably not. She then asked me to ask their parents where they lived. I nodded…

We also talked magpies. People who walked around, and people who often called for taxis.

We said hi to a back-door neighbour, saw our house over the fence, and discussed what a great idea it had been to take a light-hearted walk around the block…

Light-hearted, but simultaneously, uplifting. The walk, had WORKED. 🙂


#752 Peninsula sunset no. 2

At the end of a LONG, interesting, yet still tiring, confusing, and confronting day.

More questions. More unknowns. More possibilities, and even MORE forks in the road.

But after all of that, to walk outside in the fading evening light, to this


And see baby girl running against the glorious backdrop of the sunset… well, suddenly, EVERYTHING made sense.

#751 Spoilt for choice with ice cream

In our old ‘hood, we would have driven about 25 minutes to get to an ice cream place that was ‘kind of’ worth driving to.

Here, in our happy new abode, a short 5 minute (if that) drive brings us to 3 fantastic ice cream options.


Spoilt for choice, with so much ice cream to sample! What to do, what to do…

Why, eat all the ice cream, of course 🙂

Being so close to some fabulous places makes it that much easier when with baby girl, even more so when she is tired and subsequently cranky-pants from her kinder day today. The ice cream idea popped into my head suddenly during dinner, and we didn’t even clean the dishes before jumping in the car and heading over to the Main street.

Yes, there are options, but my favourite is Vespa’s. We all had a taste-test before getting our chosen frozen treats, and I swear you would think there was real magic and actual rainbows in baby girl’s magic rainbow ice cream, that’s how excited she got over it.


I instead got the Caramelised Fig and Pannacotta ice cream, a diversion from my usual dependable and old-time strawberry fave, but I’ve decided I want to try ALL their ice creams, so tonight was as good a night as any to start. ♥



#750 The roses keep on keeping on

I didn’t even get to say a proper goodbye. I realised that, on March 1st, after dropping baby girl off at kinder, and then parking in the driveway amidst the misty morning.

Misty. So it was Autumn now. Huh.

And just like that. My most favourite season was OVER. Although sadly, despite the warmth and beach and all, because of our lack of air con, I was so concerned about whether we would survive the intense double-storey heat, that I was almost looking forward to the cooler months.

NO! Blasphemy. I know, I know (hangs head in shame).

Which is why I failed to remember to say ‘au revoir’ to Summer. I stood there then in the driveway, realising that now too, my slowly-turned, poorly-looking roses would need to be chopped back to nothing, too.


But then… there was a realisation. The other day when leaving the house, I noticed something.

Amidst the tired and empty looking rose bushes, in the middle of rose bush #2…

A solitary, small rose.

Suddenly, in the absence of Summer, it gave me Hope.

And then today, again leaving the house…

Another one. In rose bush #1.

I made a plan with these obvious signs of happiness, and in the late afternoon sun headed on outside to do some pruning.

Because the roses had told me, it was not over.

There is a solitary rose on each rose bush, and I am so happy to report that there are small buds blooming in other places too.

Sure, the rose bushes now resemble NOTHING to what they did when they were blooming amazingly some time ago (a report of that account can be read here, worth reading only to see baby girl’s photo bombs), but amidst the days getting shorter, the nights and mornings getting cooler, and beach days turning into couch-fests, I take solace in this last hurrah presented to me by the greenery in our front yard.

And just an extra side note for any novice gardeners like myself out there… when gardening, do wear a hat. Even if it is not sunny. Sure the sun was out today, but still, if I hadn’t been wearing one when I brushed against a set of sharp thorns today, I would have needed stitches in my head, rather than just my hat getting stuck to the roses.



#749 ‘Get better’ breakfast in bed

I could hear baby girl and Hubbie downstairs. He was trying to get her dressed, find socks, and asking if she wanted banana in her weetbix.

Me? I was upstairs, wallowing in self-pity.

I felt like my body was trying to destruct me from the inside-out. I was in pain, and had told Hubbie I wasn’t getting out to start the day, anytime soon.

So, the solution?


Hubbie brought me up breakfast. Just what the doctor ordered.

But I don’t meant the toast, tea or painkillers… rather, the loving husband ♥

#748 Making memories with new and old family

How amazing is this sunset:


Just breathtaking. No water views for AGES here, but instead of the sea, the horizon displayed hills upon hills of wondrous beauty, magical greenery, and the most picturesque trees imaginable.

I got to share this beautiful sunset with my extended family tonight, at my Uncle’s house. There were old cousins, new cousins that I got to meet, and then there was the sweetest part of the night for me, watching my cousin, interact and play with baby girl, probably as he did with me, so so many years ago.


Hide ‘n’ seek, cat and chicken seeking, and piggybacks were all on the menu. Seeing them together reminded me of my own childhood.

Damn it was a good one. I so want the same for baby girl.

To family, new and old… and making the best memories.