#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 😉

 

 

#821 The Autumn soup break

A picture can say so much. So here it is, with very little captioning:

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A Wintery Autumn day. Lunchtime. Kid-free. Trakkie pants. Couch.

SOUP.

My old faithful, my cauliflower one.

And this beautiful soup mug recently gifted to us by sis and bro-in-law, a pink and blue set, one for me, and one for Hubbie.

Sooo convenient that I had made soup recently 🙂

Ahhh. Who doesn’t love a hug, in the form of a mug?! 🙂 😉

#819 What to be grateful for on Mother’s Day

They say ‘tomorrow is another day.’

But sometimes the crap feelings of the previous day seep into the next morning, and you are left feeling like the bad vibes just won’t leave you alone.

I was feeling pretty average this morning. After I swore I wouldn’t do anything to celebrate Mother’s Day for myself EVER AGAIN, my Mother’s Day presents told me that maybe, I was doing just fine.

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Sometimes, these ‘celebrated’ days are just too hard to handle. Polished and carefully selected social media photos make you feel awfully incompetent with any, sometimes ALL parts of your life, as you witness your immaculate family and friends, their children and Mothers and themselves, looking all smiley and happy and a picture of perfect family bliss.

They don’t show the tears. The fights that stopped just before the snap of the camera. The relentless arguing and disappointments that can precede the happy snaps.

Pretty snaps that, let’s face it, present a very brief moment in time. Often not at all a proper representation of life.

And yet, we still beat ourselves up over not looking as perfect as ‘others.’

Which is why, we must not worry about others and their social feeds. We find our own, real reasons to be grateful anyway.

We look for the simple things.

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The fact that mornings sometimes don’t start off too well, but we can still make something of the day, and turn it around.

The fact that we have family, and love, and also, great food.

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Some people don’t even have that.

Some people eat their lunch from a plastic container, their table the car park kerb, moving their life from street corner to street corner.

Some people are in hospitals right now, sick, alone and unable to move without assistance.

There are poverty-stricken children in the world right now, who have their sewerage pass them in an unenclosed hole, right near where they bath and feed themselves.

There are young girls being sold into sex slavery.

My sister told me that the frequency of ‘amber alerts’ that go off at schools is bone-chilling. Strange people loitering and hanging around the school gates, watching and taking photos of our littlies, trying to bait them over.

There are people, who don’t talk to their Mothers.

There are people, who don’t have their Mothers with them anymore.

And there are people, who want so bad to be Mothers.

Just because we may not know these people or see these things, does not mean it does not happen.

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So to have a day, where I was with my family, my loves, my happiness, spending cherished and truly special moments with them… my reserves were filled. My happiness was restored, and I felt again, that the simple moments with loved ones, are worth their weight in gold.

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#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.

♥♥♥

 

#777 Easter belly-aches

^^^

Now that’s a number.

Today was Easter, and along with the obvious happiness inherent in the day, of chocolates and goodies; Easter egg hunts and fresh hot cross buns; and no more late night work shifts (for now) and looking forward to days off to spend in leisure together, there was joy in the little moments.

Little moments can make a HUGE difference. I was happy about the day having had arrived, but also, other things were weighing me down. Baby girl was in a funny mood, for I don’t know why…

I had a constant feeling of anxiety and stress, feeling fully wound up from our long drive over to the other side of town…

and then of course, daylight savings. Yes, we had had an extra hour of sleep, but in doing so our breakfast was late, lunch didn’t happen, and then we ate between lunch and dinner for what was linner or dunch, YOU CHOOSE, which had my stomach feeling all topsy-turvy like.

But then at some point during the evening, something happened.

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We were all sitting around the table, my whole family, and my sister made the funny exclamation “all they ever want me for is to make them food!” She was talking about ALL her boys of course, and then as we laughed and laughed, she turned to my Mum, and they shared a high-five, my Mum roaring with laughter. Of course she would get it.

I then came in with my own high-five to my sister, which made the boys go into defence mode as my bro-in-law, nephew and Hubbie all huddled together at the end of the table as an ‘us versus them’ move, and then I provided the clincher, when I whispered to baby girl “high-five your aunty.”

And she leaned over the table, hand outstretched. “SLAP!”

A few more oohs and aahs from the guys, more riotous laughing and belly-aching jiggling, and suddenly, all my woes and worries faded away, and everything in me, was lighter.

Laughing out loud in earnest with your most loved ones, can have a tremendous effect on your body and soul.

I guess what I’m trying to say, is that even the simplest and most unassuming times spent with your family, can wipe away the strongest unhappiness’ in your heart.

And yet my family, is NOT simple or unassuming. They are special and strong, supportive and fierce. Wild laughs, wild stories, wild memories.

I love the moments we spend as a family like this, because they are priceless. They mean more than any blog post can convey. But still, I try 🙂

And because I liked it, here’s a view of the evening Easter sky from my parents backyard this evening:

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Hope you all had a very Happy Easter, and all in all, just a magical and hop-tastic day 🙂

#727 Fine drink, fine food, and fine company

There is nothing better is there, than to catch up with loved ones and eat ’til your hearts content, drink just as much, and blab your deepest desires, sing from the depths of your loins, and just have a ‘bloody’ good time?

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This all happened tonight, and every time we have nights like this, I do NOT take them for granted. I am always grateful for the love, laughs, support and great memories we make together.

Just another Saturday night, but also another BEST night.