#872 The school holiday ‘regulars’

To a non-parent, the school holiday period may seem like a generally quiet and peaceful time, lacking any of the early starts and school running around that typically consume the Monday to Friday, 9-3pm timeslot.

Yes, that is true. There are no lunches to pack. There are no early starts, no rushing around like headless chooks, and no shouting “COME AND BRUSH YOUR TEETH NOW!”

The amount of times I yell “come on, we’re going to be late!” during the school term, is mind-boggling.

So, yes, in one aspect, I do relax during this school-free period. L o n g sleep-ins. Bedtimes aren’t rushed. A sense of freedom and ‘who gives a s*!t’ follows in this routine-free part of the year.

But, where relaxation comes in ‘some’ aspects of the school holidays… the busy-ness makes up for in others.

Because during the school holidays, you gotta keep the kids busy. You gotta find novel, and entertaining, and exciting things to do… just the other day baby girl woke up very early morning, calling me from her room, asking

“where you take me tomorrow?”

She woke from her sleep for that? The expectations are HIGH.

And of course, in finding things to do, the catch-ups naturally follow.

Once your child has been in some form of childcare/kinder/schooling for a year or so, you start to develop connections. It’s with other kids who they play with, whose parents you also don’t mind spending so much time with – hey, you might be lucky and have family and friends with their own kids, so you join forces and force your littlies to be best friends as you all whole-heartedly gasbag together.

But at the end of the day, you see a trend forming.

Or should I say, at the end of each term. Because you start to see the same people.

You might catch up at their house, or they might come over to your place. You might frequent the play centres, parks, and shopping centre activities where the favourite character of their choice pays a visit…

The kids will usually love one another, and ask about each other repeatedly during non-school holiday time. They are never far from each other’s minds, and when you ask your child for an inventory on their birthday invites, you know who their close friends are from the names that pop out of their mouths.

You also get along with the parent. You will catch up over coffee and tea, pizza and chips, and find things to do with the kids that are fresh and inventive each and every time.

Oh, and the important one… you BOTH make an effort to catch up.

Because that’s what it is, isn’t it? It’s not just one party chasing after the other. We all have shit going on and problems and things that just aren’t working out the way we like. But the mature and adult thing is to freaking push it aside for the sake of our little prides and joys, and make a damn date to make our little sunshine’s happier than ever over a catch up with their ‘bestie.’

😉

Baby girl has been lucky this week. Two days ago we had a play date at our house with one old kinder friend, and today she caught up with her third cousin… safe to say, both girls are firmly planted on her birthday list 🙂

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And that is who I pay tribute to today. The ‘regulars.’ The ones who are always there. The ones who think of us when we are not around, and who make plans with us long into the future, knowing that sometimes we may not see each other for months – and that is ok. That is life. And that is comforting.

To the people we think of every time we think of our kids having a good time… I salute you ♥

 

#847 Adaptable Sis

There are many things I love about my sister. One of them being, that she is quick on her feet. She is fast in thinking up a new plan in light of things going wrong.

She doesn’t react – she responds. There is a difference. Responding is a positive action, on top of her already can-do attitude and the general optimism that she exudes. She doesn’t freak out when things don’t go to plan – she keeps a level head, thinks quickly and calmly, and with effortless action – BOOM! Problem solved.

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This was made apparent tonight. The fact that she didn’t have a ‘9’ candle for her birthday didn’t stop her. The wheels kept turning in her head, yet her happiness remained, and within some short time this makeshift ‘9’ was sitting on top of the birthday cheesecake.

Just like that. People thought it was great. People thought it was super-inventive. People were impressed.

Just think about that for a second. If we just trusted in ourselves a bit more, allowed ourselves to take risks, and also, to stuff up… if we still charged on ahead, knowing things hadn’t gone to plan…

We wouldn’t be ridiculed! No. We would be congratulated. We would be appraised for our adaptability. We would realise that the only important rules were

To keep on going

To turn up, and

To not be swayed by things that affect us along the way.

There is a lot of things I have learnt from my sister during the years, since she was my first role model, and continues to be throughout the years…

She is a perfect example of what a human being should be. Compassionate. Giving. Supportive. Loving. Selfless. And a hell of a lot of FUN.

It is easy to say that you want to be like that, but it is another thing entirely to live it, and breathe it. She is THIS. She continues to inspire me with her ways, but it wasn’t until tonight’s little incident, that I appreciated a completely different part of her.

Respond. Don’t react.

Happy Birthday Sis. Don’t worry – no one will let you forget the candles for next years one 😉

#846 Finding myself, Mind Body and Spirit

It seemed like we wouldn’t make it.

We were meant to go to the festival yesterday, but then, shit happened. I got sick. I’d mentioned to my sister that I may stop by the Mind, Body and Spirit Expo on my way home from work today, but even then as I struggled with my sinuses this morning, the sense of weakness overcoming me, that reality seemed far from probable.

Even so, when she said she was eager to come and meet me there…

Suddenly my symptoms eased. Funny how that happens when something interesting is around the corner.

I truly think this festival is going to become our thing. We attended together years ago on her actual birthday, and we shopped ’til we dropped. Man, we have a photo we coaxed someone into taking of the two of us, and our hands were full of bags. Bags bags bags.

It’s almost hilarious when you put two women together who are on similar but yet very differing missions. We started off together, supporting each other at each stall:

“Just ask him – get him to spray that turmeric on your hair.”

“I don’t like his tone of voice.”

“Yeah sure, I’ll drink that shot of beetroot juice with you.”

But, overwhelmed with the colourful stalls, lights, crystals and energy-healing spiritual folk all around us, we soon amicably parted ways to discover the secrets of the soul, solo.

Bags weren’t so much on my agenda this time. Sure I got a few things, but something else was calling me.

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I’d been toying with the idea of getting a psychic reading since I knew we were going. I walked past the large psychic reading area, and decided on a whim, I must do it.

I’ve never done it before. Had any part of my future or otherwise told to me..  if you’re not counting my late aunty reading my coffee and beans. That’s another story for another day.

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But I sat there, awaiting my turn, before going to meet the chap himself. His name was Peter, he looked like a regular outback Aussie, and with his relaxed and friendly nature he put me immediately at ease.

As he said from the outset… there were no straight yes’ or nos. He laid out cards for me, whereas really I would have liked for him to tap into the spiritual universe… but that would be for another time. I concentrated on two specific things in my life, and shuffled the decks twice accordingly, before he presented it all out to me in the drawing of them.

I’m still working it all out in my head. Life is complicated – the cards match that. I’ve even drawn myself a little diagram so I can study it further. But still, what did I take away from it all?

We have the ultimate final say in all that we do. The cards may present to us one thing presently, but our actions can change that at any time. We are in charge.

The power lies within me.

He accurately pinpointed that I think too much – I’m always as he put it, “in my head.”

And he posed a rhetorical question to me, that was so unbelievably spot on, that I couldn’t help but grin. He asked:

“Are you the author of your own life?”

Oh dude. You have no idea.

My prized possessions, equal to the positive reinforcement Peter gave me, came in the form of the crystals I got. The two small ones I bought myself, and the orange one was gifted to me by sis – she said when she saw it and read the meaning, she thought of me 🙂

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Time to become Master, Author and Creator of my world..  and start creating some magic me thinks 😉

#825 A Royal Party

We had a few things to celebrate tonight.

It was my Dad’s birthday this week.

So too was it my parents wedding anniversary.

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And then there was the little matter of… crowns.

My family and I gathered excitedly around the TV in my parents’ lounge room as the royal proceedings commenced after dinner.

Or should I say, I gathered excitedly. I wasn’t the only one surprised by my sudden outburst at seeing Megan’s ex-workmates from Suits donning their finest scrubs as they rocked up to the wedding of the future Duchess of Sussex.

My family, more so Hubbie, was quite baffled at my sudden revert back to my 16 year-old self as I yelled excitedly “it’s Harvey! Harvey’s here! And Mike! And that one who was in Angel too!”

You know how when you watch a show for a while and grow to love its characters, you start to feel like you know them? Even more, they are like your friends?

Well Rachel Megan and her Suits pals were my buddies… and then she met Prince Harry.

Awww. ♥♥♥

Needless to say I have loved this story and their budding romance EVER SINCE.

And yet still, when I went teenage hormonal tonight like I was at a rock concert, I even surprised myself.

‘Huh. So I am excited then aren’t I?!’

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Let’s face it, when are we going to see another Royal wedding like this? Maybe in 20 years time, when William and Kate’s kids walk down the aisle… so put that into perspective. These things don’t come around often, and it’s pretty cool that we were able to watch it tonight.

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Ahh, princesses. Princes. Weddings. Dashing lads and beautiful brides. And watching someone you admire from afar, get married… it was almost as good as a Suits eps.

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And our family affair of celebrations was ramped up a notch with some opportune headwear…

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And cake too 😉

 

 

#797 The mutual middle ground of love

Over time, you make friends.

Signs of a really tight-knit group though? Becoming friends, with their friends.

Tonight we were at a birthday. These were originally my sister and bro-in-laws friends, though to be fair I’ve known the birthday boy almost all my life.

And over the years, they have also become our friends.

We invite them to our shin-digs… and like tonight, they invite us to theirs.

But it’s not just the official stuff. Birthdays and major celebrations and what not. We visit each other. We genuinely enjoy each other’s company. We don’t just see each other, over obligation to my sister and bro-in-law in the middle.

Speaking for myself… we really are friends.

And the fantastic part is… this has widened. And was made more official tonight. Because not only were we at this birthday party…

…but our OWN friends, were at this birthday party too!

What a marvellous thing when your friends are adopted, and invited into the circle, by your own family and friends.

All it takes is one invite. Just one. Once you are in the circle, that is it. You are in. And it is the funniest, most hilarious, genuine, happy and love-filled circle there is. Only good things and support and real friendship. That is ALL.

And that is also what counts the most.

So tonight was amazing, to be expected. To be in a room of family and friends where you have adopted people over the years, they have adopted you over the years, and now your own friends have been adopted…

:):):)

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Today, tonight, I am grateful to the middle men/women, and also grateful that in being one ourselves, our circle GREW.

♥♥♥

 

#661 A very cookie birthday

I love celebrating the birthdays and special occasions of my family. Even more so, when it is done so naughtily, mid-week.

Throw in a blue cookie monster cake, and I’M SET.

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It was my younger nephews birthday today. The handsome fella got the cake he wanted, which the little group of us enjoyed immensely, baby girl especially so.

It was a fabulous night since it was just a small group of us, but often the smallest gatherings are the best. Casual chit-chat, relaxed vibes, all with a mild Summer evening as our backdrop and a lot of love to spread around…

And like I said, mid-week. On a Wednesday night. I feel like I am cheating by having so much fun and seeing my family like this, in the middle of the working week.

But maybe we should do this more and not even wait for the weekend to arrive…

Throw parties. See the people we love.

EAT COOKIE MONSTER CAKE.

Life is short, so why the hell should we not enjoy it for all its worth?

Oh, and by the way… it was good.

“C is for cookie, that’s good enough for me…”

#622 Yo Hubbie, it’s your birthday…

This dude.

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His Par-Tay tonight.

Only slightly drunk. ALLLL good. Writing while under the influence in the bestest fun.

So let’s quickly wrap this up before I regret it.

Let me just add, you know it is love when you want to kill the person earlier on in the night, and then later you are totally loving them again.

As Tony Montana says somewhat somehow in Scarface “she gonna love me again.”

Only, I’m gonna love him again.

Music, memories, and a bunch of 8 making it sound like 80 odd in the house… that’s my kind of a great night 😉