#1901 3 beach day

I stood on the sand after 4pm, telling baby girl’s friend’s mum, that it was in fact my third visit to the sea and sand that day.

“Oh, you poor thing,” she teased.

I did in fact, feel bad to say it out loud. 3 beach visits in a day? Gee, sounds stressful!

But it happened rather randomly and unexpectedly, and the way it happened felt like it was MEANT to happen.

Maybe because things have been so shit for some time, the Universe aligned to give me a great, sunshine-y day. 🌞

I had important errands this morning after school drop-off, and after they were done I grabbed an egg and bacon toastie from Banjo’s, a cappuccino from Store Fifteen, and walked on down to the beach.

I’d had an egg and bacon toastie from Banjo’s YONKS ago, and back then it had blown my mind. Well it was pretty delish today, not really any mind-blowing, but that’s because I think I had cheese then, and not today.

Having not had any food since waking up, that brekkie on the beach was the best thing ever. I made friends with the seagulls, squinted into the sun, and watched a sea plane land in the water! It was incredible.

Then my sister and parents visited after lunch, with the sole purpose being, ‘a beach visit.’

So, again. First it had been Mothers.

This time, Mills.

I really loved that my parents seemed to enjoy it. Sis enjoyed it of course, for sure, she loves the water as I do. She dipped her feet into the mild waters, and Dad even did a light jog alongside the water, which we were rapt to see.

I went to pick up baby girl from school hours later, looking forward to a chill afternoon. The last few days had been pretty busy.

But she and her friend had another plan in mind.

They wanted a beach playdate!

And so we found ourselves at Mills again, 30 minutes later. 🤦‍♀️

The water was colder, and the tide had come in so much, it actually blew my mind how short the span of sand now was. But us Mums sat and talked, the girls wade through the waters looking for so-called pearls, they made sandcastles, and we saw what we were pretty sure were dolphins, far off in the waters, spraying up water! Unbelievable.

3 beach visits. I know I’ve had 2 in a day before, but this is taking the cake, AND for the last day of April, in Autumn… just wow.

And it may seem overly boastful, or excessive… but trust me, with the way things have gone since last year, I need about 54 beach visits in a day to make up for all the hard times that have transpired.

But 3 is good for now. I’ll raincheck the rest. 😉

But now, I AM BUGGERED. Think I’ll stay home and do lots of washing tomorrow… 😂

#1884 My little helper

I am so simple lately.

(You might even say boring, but meh 🤷‍♀️)

I hit a wall after lunchtime, I was freezing cold, and then BANG!

Sleep overwhelmed me.

Well I couldn’t sleep, duh I have a child. But I did lay down on the couch, and baby girl brought me her musical merry-go-round figurine to lull me to sleep, and my water bottle and my phone, all within reach.

Awww.

But balance… she oh-so-quietly complained I had to get up and make my coffee, as well as her BABYCINO.

No rest for the tired here. Just as well we have caffeine. 💪☕

#1864 The coffee spot

So, I love coffee, right?

But sometimes, I drink it, even though I don’t really feel like it… I do it out of habit.

I think, that might be called what we say, an addiction?

🤣🤣

Yeah, FINE. I have a coffee addiction. Oh well. 🤷‍♀️

But this morning while out to have our Wednesday morning ‘us time’ coffee, Hubbie and I actually had, an AMAY-ZING coffee.

It just hit the spot. Completely. I had a scone on the side too, and just the combination, with the strong yet smooth coffee was…

Mmmm hmmmm.

Hubbie was even mumbling in agreement as he drank his coffee and ate his doughnut, doing the 👌 sign and EVERYTHING!

Ahh. Good times. Coffee times. 💖☕

#1856 Writerly wanderings

Finally, a DAY OFF.

A day without jobs. A day without appointments. A day without anything really urgent to do, where I could just let my feet lead me wherever they felt the pull.

It was EXACTLY what I needed.

I dropped off baby girl at school. The clouds were parting, and the sun was already starting to kick in. I kinda drove aimlessly, yet at the same time knowing precisely where I was headed.

To the water.

I walked. I sat. I looked around. I thought. I felt the burn in my legs as I walked up stairs, up red-earth cliff faces that showed sand and dust so raw and bright as the earth’s core.

Later I went to the grocery shop… sure, a job, but I did it slowly, and ambled around the store, with more ‘me time’ in mind…

I got myself a takeaway coffee, and at home headed up to the balcony to research, edit and read and write, for almost 2 hours.

Ahhh.

I felt at home. When everything else around me crumbles and falls, things don’t work out the way I’d like, and the future feels uncertain, confusing, and I feel lost… my writing makes me happy.

It’s that one guarantee, that one escape, that one thing, that makes me so light and free.

It makes me feel at home. The process brings me such joy, and I don’t even need to tell you what I did the rest of the day…

Because wandering, writing, musing. Bringing myself back to centre, made me, ME again. That is enough.

😁💖

#1817 Laughing with a loved one

What a beautiful thing it is to laugh.

It feels like a privilege even, to pay someone to make you laugh. I mean, to get those belly-aching jiggles, gasping for air, stamping your foot guffaws, I don’t know…

It’s wonderful.

But what if, you didn’t even have to pay???

I cashed in my competition win tonight. Because I had won a competition on a page I follow on facebook, I was able to take sis with me to see the amazing AKMAL tonight!

Yes, he’s not there. I know. 😂😉

Oh my God, he was hilarious. Swearing all over the place, making fun of people in the first few rows, offending all walks of life every which way.

(Note to self, never book front row seats at a comedy show).

To laugh, to let go. It really is an honour. Sis and I certainly guffawed, and we continued our night out by getting a nearby coffee…

It has been so long. I always appreciate things, but I appreciate them all the more now after the year we’ve had. Sis mentioned how lovely the restaurant was, and I had to agree, it had a warm cosiness to it…

But then I thought later…

Even if we were in a tiny cramped milkbar…

Or sitting on a rickety park bench…

Or holed up in a stinky dingy bar (mind you we avoided the male-dominated, cheap looking pub, but you get my drift)…

As long as we were together, it would be the best night ever.

And so it was. 💖💖

#1767 To start and end the day

I calculate that Hubbie and I lost 3 and a half months of ‘coffee Wednesdays’ due to covid.

2021 owes us.

This was our first coffee today, but also, our last one together, solo together, for the year!

WAAA! And,

YAY!

Sad the solo ‘us time’ ends (for now) but so glad that holidays are almost here.

COUNTDOWN.

And yet the holiday vibe, the gatherings are already well and truly beginning. Hubbie had his work get together tonight, and after we dropped him off, I was like –

“I ain’t cooking tonight!”

So baby girl and I got the ultimate in junk food…

YEP. You guessed it.

THE BIG M.

You don’t need a pic, you know how it looks…

Oh stuff it.

Ha ha. Just as surely as we know what McDonalds is all about, just as surely I felt a bit sick after eating it.

Yep. My body just isn’t used to it anymore, which is a good thing.

But… but today was all about letting go, going with the flow, and just letting things slide…

You really do need to let things SLIDE during Christmas time, don’t you?

🎄🎅

#1764 The X-tra Axil food pit stop

The first half of my weekend was amazing… and honestly, the second half was meant to be good too.

We went shopping today to get some much needed Christmas gifts ticked off our list.

We got some stuff… there is still quite a bit to go…

But my recurring pains meant the day was not as happy-go-lucky as I’d expected.

Damn.

Like I do all the time on this blog, I tried really hard to find the positive. And despite not really understanding what the hell is going on, there was some really simple, understated happiness to the day…

Axil Coffee Roasters.

The cafe at Chaddy was so good, we stopped there twice. Once for lunch…

And then after some more shopping, for coffee.

Now, I really should’ve taken the table photo of the coffee, and not just my cap, because honestly, the brownie, doughnut and danish we ordered alongside our 3pm pick-up would have made you DROOOOOOL.

This place brought the goods today. When other things failed, and I was getting down, this cafe hit the mark every time…

Well something went right, anyway. 🤷‍♀️

#1762 It’s my cherry pie

Mmm mmm.

I haven’t had this cherry pie, like ALL YEAR.

And with the year we’ve had, you know that’s no exaggeration.

I walked into the renovated cafe off the main street this morning. I haven’t had anything there since, well, note the above (ALL YEAR).

But back when I ventured through its doors the cafe was poky, but had charm.

And it had a massive cherry pie through the display case, just beaming up at me.

😍🍒🥧

Today when I walked through, the cafe was open and airy.

No pokes anymore.

I looked through their new display case.

And found a smaller cherry pie.

They weren’t cutting slices anymore. Now, they were individual serves.

Oh. So. Pretty.

Still as delightful. Still as delicious.

And luckily for me, still the same cherry pie.