#550 Chaddy shopping day no.3

Today Hubbie and I had the rare luxury of heading to the shops together, without baby girl! I may sound horribly evil at the amusement of leaving her at kinder while we went to do so, but when you are a parent and have lived through the hardships of completing any shopping at all, let alone personal shopping when child/baby is in tow, well then you will understand my delight.

He bought a linen white shirt for beach days.

I bought a couple of tops.

And then I also bought these:

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I was really inspired when I picked up the Rebel Girls book. My first thought was to buy it later on, when baby girl was like 5 or 6 and could actually understand the stories more when I read them to her at bedtime, but then Hubbie was like “buy it now and just keep it!” and of course that was all the ammo I didn’t need to change my mind.

I even read a couple of entries on some of the influential and inspirational women when I got home, those of Jane Austen and the Williams sisters, and they blew ME away. I think this bedtime storybook is suitable for women of ALL AGES, not just young girls (and that’s my thoughts before I’ve even reviewed it!)

And the other book? Well it was timely that a book about things going wrong and not giving a flying f&^k when they do so, would pass before my eyes the day after I posted about birth-days not going to plan. I’m all very ‘think positive’ and ‘look at the brighter side of life,’ yet found freedom and relief in the premise of a book that was telling me to JUST NOT CARE.

I’ll let you know how I go. I’m grateful for it all, nonetheless.

 

#455 A smaller Mother’s Day

I had this fleeting thought cross my mind sometime Friday, or Saturday. I was thinking of the upcoming Mother’s Day, and how we had ALL this stuff we were planning to do… go to the shops and buy outfits for ourselves for my parents’ upcoming wedding anniversary; go to visit my MIL on the other side of town; AND of course, visit my Mum also on the other side of town.

This was meant to happen after a late Saturday night, a normal sleep-in, and trying to get a never-sit-still baby girl to go along with it ALL.

Yep. It wasn’t likely to go smoothly.

Still, that was the plan. And yet, with all this impending busy-ness on the horizon, and knowing it was all for fun, a little voice inside me said ‘wouldn’t it be nice to just have a little Mother’s Day, just our family?’

Just baby girl, Hubbie and I. No running around. No 15 tasks. Just us.

Sometimes, you need to be careful what you wish for. Sometimes, little voices make a large ripple.

In a quite funny turn of events: my MIL stayed back late on Saturday night, and with her own plans for Sunday, we kind of had our unofficial catch up with her late yesterday evening; and my sister and bro-in-law were under the weather, and having had an up and down baby girl and Hubbie battling cold symptoms as well, we all decided to keep away from Mum and Dad, especially in the lead up to such a big event next week – which suddenly meant, that on Mother’s Day it was just –

Me, baby girl and Hubbie. Just US. As I had thought, so, so innocently.

And as much as I missed seeing my Mum and my sister terribly today, the quiet was quite nice:)

We had a lovely sleep in – no rushing around trying to madly get out of the house. We took some photos at home, drove to the shopping centre, then spent almost ALL DAY there. Not a brief 90 minute session.  I’m talking over 5 hours. Hubbie got some sneakers and shoes, baby girl got some toys, and I got not 1, but 2 outfit possibilities for next week.

That’s because I’m a Mum, and for us Mums, we can’t just go shopping when we like, and likewise, finding something we like in the limited time we have, is even HARDER. As it was it took 3 hours just to find those 2 outfits, so next time we have another event, at least I know I’M SET.

So, this year, a different kind of Mother’s Day. But it seems like my thought came true…. so a word of warning… be careful what you wish for…!

P.S Happy Mother’s Day to all Mums out there 🙂

#422 Shopping with my girl no.3

Today’s successful shopping purchases at Bayside, were:

A pink front, blue back, star sparkly-circled top

A battery-operated ‘Thomas’ the Tank Engine train

A packet of Crayola washable stamp textas (washable is A MUST)

A packet of 240 Unicorn stickers

AND a little man shaped doughnut topped with icing and smarties…

Can you tell they were all for baby girl???!!!

And yet, we had a beautiful day together, holding hands, dancing to Justin Timberlake in the clothes aisles, and eating hot chips. Bliss 🙂

#404 Shopping with my girl no.2

Today’s successful shopping buys at Bayside were:

  • a pair of charcoal Mossimo trakkies
  • a pair of hot pink Milky trakkies
  • thick Winter stockings
  • a 3 packet of singlets

and a collectible Disney princess in an egg that I just couldn’t live without when I saw it at the counter.

Wait. No, the above was baby girl. ALL of the above was for baby girl.

Did I buy anything for myself? Was the shopping day successful in anyway, for me???

Well I did happen across a display of Harry Potter books, and bought myself The Philosopher’s Stone… I’ve always been into the story, and have watched the first few movies, stopping after I didn’t really have anyone in my life to get excited about them with.

Also, I love the J.K. Rowling story and am as much fascinated with her rags to riches tale as I am the actual book, so thought it was time I gave it a whirl.

After some lunch of sushi rolls and rice, we grabbed some groceries, including a takeaway kinder surprise that I just HAD TO HAVE – wait, no, that was baby girl again – and also a packet of choc-chip cookies that I this time, couldn’t walk past.

We then headed towards Lincraft where we bought some shimmery blue organza for a cape to match my dress…

Nope, again. That was for baby girl, so she can fling it off her, Elsa-style, during her billion future renditions of “Let It Go.”

We ended out trip by heading out into the still Autumn sun with all our buys, and I was honestly, as happy and chuffed as baby girl was. Seriously 🙂

 

#375 Chaddy shopping day no.1

Because us Aussies have to over-familiarise and give a not-really-syllable-shortened nickname to EVERYTHING.

We haven’t been to Chadstone in a little while. But now that we are living 20 minutes or so closer than when we were on the other side of town, it somehow feels more accessible.

Even though we are still in the car for a good 40 minutes.

But when there, we make the most of it.

Today’s buys:

For Hubbie – gold jeans and grey jeans for work, courtesy of Jay Jays

For baby girl – a Frozen Elsa doll, a Frozen Elsa aqua princess dress, and a variety of clothes, courtesy of Targe-t, daaarrrrlliiiinnngggsss.

And for moi? Why shoes of course. Lovely Summer sandals from Wittner.

And then in the car, I enjoyed one of these:

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It’s a baked cheese tart, and I believe it’s becoming quite a thing. Hokkaido is the name, their story originates in Japan using dairy from the island of Hokkaido, and as well as the Chadstone location, there is also a couple in the CBD, and in Box Hill. The short-crust pastry is crisp and warm yet soft, and the cheesy filling has a definite hint of sweetness, which upon completion you go “woah. Hand me the water.” Subtle, creamy, and smooth, I enjoyed it, and it is definitely worth trying to understand the unique combination of sweet and savoury.

So there has it folks. Chadstone shopping day, no. 1.

 

#270 Sunday market at Docklands

Me and markets, don’t go together.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I LOVE MARKETS.

But like I said, me and markets… DON’T GO TOGETHER.

Or maybe I should say my purse and markets, don’t go together…

Because a casual Sunday stroll while at work brings me pink shorts, a Spiderman towel, and a gigantic cinnamon scroll, while removing $30 from my wallet.

Me thinks not too bad?

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I was starting to feel a bit sorry for myself this morning when I got up to go to work. Melbourne was putting it on, in fantastic fashion. Without even peeking through the curtains, I could just tell by the amazing light filtering through that it was going to be a stunner of a day.

And it was. Is. Driving to work was a tad hard. Everyone was going to be out today. Everyone was going to be enjoying the sunshine. Everyone was going to be having the freaking time of their life…

And I was going to be alone, at work, in front of a computer screen.

But, this gratitude blog, is not just a blog. It is an online expressive means of A WAY OF LIFE. No matter where you are or what you’re doing, you should always try to look for something to be thankful for, and even on particularly difficult days, you may be able to find something little, still something worthy, if you look hard enough.

I know I don’t have any real problems here. I was just feeling sorry for myself on a sunny Sunday. So then I stopped, and decided to discover the Docklands Sunday market, a current Summer mainstay. I perused the stalls, and found some cute little pressies for baby girl – some pink shorts and a Spiderman towel, because this girl loves her trains and spidermen as much as she loves her hair accessories and beaded jewellery – and then because I had a coffee in hand I had to buy the biggest cinnamon pretzel I have ever seen.

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It’s a pretty cute selection of stalls, and though it’s nothing massive, it’s still worth having a look at if you’re in the area. You’ll find kids items, coffee, pastries, churros, cakes, jewellery, soaps, diffusers, gemstones, vintage-style binoculars, telescopes and compasses, second-hand books, and clothes, amongst many other things.

I now have something to be grateful for on my Sunday work shifts…

Or should I say, another thing to be grateful for 🙂

Check it out at: http://www.docklandsundaymarket.com.au/index.php

#200 Unexpected bomber jacket

Firstly, woop, woop! The beginning of my number 2-triple numerals 🙂

Secondly. I’ve spent the last 20 minutes trying to find a picture of the new jacket I bought today. I found it, but for the life of me trying it won’t let me save the pic.

Why didn’t you take a photo of it earlier you ask? Why, I don’t have the time to be posing in new clothes while still getting over a stomach bug and grappling with a 3 year old and dealing with documents of our Sea change too. Don’t get me wrong, the thought of personal photo shoots sounds so self-indulgently wicked, but alas, not for me.

Not at this stage of my life anyway.

So you can take me at face value when I say the navy blue bomber jacket I found today is awesome. It makes it all the more exciting, because even though I did want a bomber jacket, my purpose of today’s shopping trip was NOT to find one. It was only after walking past a store with the massive signs “Sale” all around its windows, that I went ‘hmm, maybe I can find a bomber in there.’

Some days, the shopping just comes to you. As it did today.

I bloody love these days. I’m grateful for them.