#2038 TV night

Tuesday night: super easy chilled night.

Pizza on the couch, and 3 widely varying tv shows!

First: Selling Houses Australia. We love watching these home improvements and renovations, and think it’s hilarious how Andrew Winter makes fun of everyone’s house. 😆

Masked Singer Australia. Well I explained this one last night, it’s great family entertainment that keeps us guessing. 🥳

Australian Gangster: We started watching this last night too, and it continues tonight. It’s really gritty gangster crime, and to hear the lingo makes me feel like I’m back in my ol’ hood of the northern burbs… good, or bad? 😬

What are you watching tonight?

#2037 The masks are back

It was over a month ago when baby girl said woefully “I wish The Masked Singer came back.”

I didn’t think it would come back this year, you know covid and all, and also had a rough memory that we were well in the middle of Winter when we were watching this crazy talent dress-up show last year.

Fortunately we were passed the middle of Winter.

But guess what TV ad came on like literally a week later?

The masks were coming back!

For some reason, baby girl loves this show. Well I can’t say for some reason, I know why. It’s loud, it’s bright, it’s colourful. The costumes worn by the performers are insanely creative, and the outfits worn by the entertainment judges are just as radical.

I didn’t think much of the show before last year, but then baby girl saw the ads and got really excited about it. Plus it was covid, lockdown. So we had to look forward to something.

And I realised then, why people love these ‘family’ shows so much.

It’s because you can watch them, with your family.

Once your child is of an age where they can sit for longer than 10-20 minutes at a time, it’s actually really nice to sit together as a family and all engage in the same thing.

So now, we get as excited about it as she does. 😁

Tonight, we plonked ourselves on the couch and got acquainted with 6 masked singers. For all the crazy, for all the weird, for all the shocks.

Sounds very family-like, doesn’t it? 😂

#2034 The random bike ride

You know when you kinda don’t wanna do something, but you know it’ll be good for you?

(A huh, like EVERY DAY).

I had already done a workout this afternoon, but baby girl had been cooped up inside all day and was looking really flat.

“Come on, let’s go outside, we’ll take the bike up and down the street.”

Sometimes the timing is just, perfect. Our neighbours came home, and they too decided to take their bikes around the block…

But the young girl of the lot who adores baby girl, she stayed with us. 💖

It was so cute. I accidentally became her chaperone too, watching as this little body expertly weaved the tiny bike with her small legs, while at the same time careening around wildly like a chook with no head. 🤣

A small bike ride up and down the street turned into a whole damn adventure with the neighbour.

It took way longer than expected, dinner was delayed… but remember what I said about routine, and keeping up with all the to-dos?

Yeah. To hell with them.

#2032 A different coffee-beach walk

I got the most interesting idea while out grocery shopping alone today.

I usually get some insane insight or flashbulb moment while doing some repetitive routine task, ALONE, such as grocery shopping, dishes, cleaning, or my ideal one, having a shower (because I demand alone time in there so no one can so much as make a peep outside the bathroom door!)

I thought of a cafe in town that I hadn’t been to for a while… and though nowhere near as close as our neighbourhood cafe (an 8 minute walk at most), I wondered “how far was it to walk there, for real?”

So I went home, and searched for the answer on this supremely sunny day. 😉

Google told me, 23 minutes.

That wasn’t long! I shared my insight with the fam bam, not thinking much of it…

But guess where we started walking to after lunch?

It was a very decent walk. Three times the length of our normal cafe walk, and in the sun…

But so close to the water too.

We stopped at a bench overlooking the beach to sip our coffee and have some sweet nibbles, while breathing in the air and enjoying the twinkling, winking waters below.

And then we started the walk home… I LOVED IT.

But baby girl was literally slumping onto the grass minutes from home, going “I am so tired!”

I guess the whole walking long distances thing is a bit lost on her…

But it’s ok! I found another cafe, and this one is at an in-between range of only 14 minutes…

Stay tuned!

#2031 My home hair help

I kind of had to face a mammoth task today. One I’ve been avoiding for some time now…

But, it was unavoidable.

More than necessary.

Once again… I had to colour my own hair. 🤦‍♀️

My hair is LONG.

It is THICK.

And for the last month, it has definitely had regrowth that needed attending to.

But, there was a catch, an extra element of difficulty that meant it would be all the more harder.

The ends of my hair are a golden colour, much lighter than the roots.

They kind of gently fade as the eye travels down, and I love it, and I don’t wanna lose it… I didn’t wanna lose it, it’s the only thing that makes me look like I may have recently been to a hairdresser (I most definitely HAVEN’T).

Instead of just rubbing colour into all parts of my hair like in other lockdowns… I had to be careful, and really only focus on the roots.

Enter Hubbie.

You know you’ve progressed to a crucial part of a relationship, when you start to rely on the other for self-care. Sometimes this comes about because of ill health, a new child entering the family… or lockdown.

Like, the amount of times I’ve cut his hair… I just can’t handle it, it is SOOOO stressful!

But I claimed my credit back tonight.

I got him to help me out. We were both there in the bathroom – actually baby girl was too, supervising and providing entertainment and all – and he was helping me get to all those back of scalp places that makes it all too hard with long, wavy, thicker and wider and crazier than a Lion’s mane type hair.

Thank God we got each other for these things. 🙏

#2030 A lockdown balance

You need to achieve a level of balance, EVEN in lockdown.

I didn’t realise ’til today that I too, like I said for baby girl last week, had started to withdraw. Sure, I’m eager as to have my freedoms, see my family and friends again, resume life as we were before all this happened.

But at the same time, being home all the time, has made me wanna stay home, and kinda, be up-to-date on everything.

Not even important things.

It wasn’t until today after I finished work at 3pm, that I realised my old ways. I had several things to tick off my to-do list, but given the sunshine, and my promise last week to get her out more, I instead asked baby girl “what do you wanna do?”

She wanted to have coffee and babycino on the deck.

(We don’t have furniture yet, so we just sat on the floor).

But it was actually really beautiful.

Then, still ignoring the growing pile of dishes on the sink, I asked her –

“Which park do you wanna go to?”

Well it had to be the one with the big net that she loves to climb to the top of.

Even better, I messaged her friend’s Mum, and they joined us too. The kids were running, screaming, we all stayed way too long, and when I came home…

I quickly rushed to start dinner, get the cat out, put the dishwasher on…

Ahhh. Like the good ol’ days. To hell with routine. Who needs an orderly and clean house anyway? 😉🤣

#2029 A bit of everything Sunday

It was about 5pm today when I realised I felt… different.

This was a novel way for me to feel on a Sunday afternoon.

I felt happy. Content and even a bit excited about the week ahead.

WHY?

I am always dealing with massive Monday-itis feelings come Sunday afternoon, yes even in lockdown. It’s the start of more routine, more work, more home-schooling, and after having spent the day with Hubbie and baby girl, it just really makes me sad that we won’t all be together the next day.

So why was I happy?

Well, I think it was a bit of everything.

Father’s Day, of course. Showering Hubbie with cards and surprise gifts this morning.

Having video calls with family, which really put a smile on my dial. Seeing my Dad and Mum, and sis and bro-in-law made me feel happy and connected to them despite the distance between us in lockdown.

Then I made this new soup recipe, a chicken, vegetable and pasta soup, and it was really yum! So I was stewing over that (almost literally) ’til lunchtime.

And then I wrote up a new weekly timetable for myself, because I often find myself so busy but really scattered, because I don’t know what to do first when I have free time, and end up fluffing around. This way, knowing what day I will focus on what will give me tremendous drive and clarity as to what to do, when. It already worked, today was my clear clutter day, and I was totally killing it. 🤣

So yeah. I am happy, and I don’t have any massive reason why, they’re all little reasons…

(All together now…)

But the little things, ARE the big things. 💖😍🥰💖

#2028 Monsieur, we meet again

There was no point to parks opening up across Melbourne yesterday, because it was a shit storm of rain all day.

So really, today was the proper park reopening.

Baby girl and I walked down to the neighbourhood cafe to grab some food, and then take it to the park where we could eat…

I got, a MONSTER of a meal.

The croque monsieur.

OMG. You know what this toastie is saying? It’s saying “I’ve been good all week, now I will eat a slab of bread, bechamel, cheese and ham.”

🤦‍♀️

Actually, it was very good value at $10 for this brick of a cheese sandwich. So incredibly rich, I could only eat half.

So, guess what I’m eating for brekkie tomorrow morning?

🤣🥪

#2026 Just, slowly

It was still sunny when I finished work today, so baby girl and I went for a walk around the block.

Observing flowers, picking an extra one here, there… adjusting the free lemons sign from a neighbour that had blown down the street.

Looking at dogs. Commenting on a young girl’s skateboarding skills.

Squinting into the sun. Watching the black crow cross our path.

And at the end of our trip, it came out of her so naturally. I had picked up pace as we neared home, and she said –

“Samo polako.”

A phrase we’ve repeated heaps, not just because of my Croatian background, but because my Mum says it all the time. And I guess we repeat the words of those we love, we think of them, of what we would be doing if we could see them, and what we could say, because at the moment, we just can’t.

It means “just, slowly.” It was worded so perfectly, coined at just the right time.

I had to laugh.

Kind of a good motto for life too, don’t you think?

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