#650 Pancakes at Midnight

Let me start by saying, please people, let spontaneity into your life.

Go out on a whim.

Do first what pops into your mind. 

Follow through with something unplanned. 

Throw the rule book out the window.

I am not saying to be careless, reckless or stupid. I am saying to let yourself go where the wind takes you.

Where the fun takes you.

Or as was our case tonight, where the pancakes take you.

Now let me also say people, be mindful of intention. Your thoughts create and make your world. So when you are speaking to your partner and saying things like “I feel like pancakes,” from as far back as weeks and weeks ago, be prepared for ‘said pancakes’ to come very suddenly, unexpectedly and surprisingly into your life.

Do not reject the pancakes because you didn’t plan their arrival properly. Run with the pancakes, frolic with the pancakes, and even do a Usain Bolt with the pancakes.

Just go with it.

Tonight we had a function on the other side of town. We left at 11pm, and even though it was late, and baby girl would inevitably end up asleep on the car drive home, at that moment when the thought came into my head, she and Hubbie were laughing up a storm and mucking about to no end.

“What if we go to Pancake Parlour?” I said to him, testing.

“Yeah, I could go some pancakes,” was his easy response.

SOLD. 25 minutes later, still on our way home, we detoured in Doncaster to a 24-hour pancake operation, where the premises were FULL at midnight.

And here we were strolling in all dressed up with our 4 year-old like

“SHOW ME THE PANCAKES!”

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My pancake craving and midnight sweet tooth was satisfied by the Pancake medley which contained 4 mini stacks of different pancake combinations, while baby girl ate all the ice cream off her stack, before mixing jam into every possible pancake combination of ours.

And just like that, a kind of ordinary day, turned into a fun and extraordinary night.

Midnight.

Pancakes at midnight.

P.S to my girls… let this be our next catch up. It’s been a while since our last ‘Hot Balls.’

The End 🙂

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#649 THE COOKER

Today, our insanely fabulous cooker was wheeled into place in our W.I.P kitchen.

The electrician: “It’s bloody heavy to carry, for an oven. So heavy! But it’s a fancy one.”

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Yes electrician. Remind me again. And again and again.

I definitely need a reminder. It was a year ago that we bought our new kitchen appliances for our future kitchen, not knowing then that they would be gathering dust in the corner of our garage until the following Spring.

But today. Ohhh, today. Today the electrician told me several times how cool it was, and each time, I internally clapped my hands with glee.

(!!!)

I haven’t even used it, and I am super-duper excited. Oh, just imagine all the trays of food I can fit into those 900mms of expansiveness… oh, imagine the crisp pastries and tarts, creamy casseroles, indulgent desserts, and succulent roasts I can whip up in that beast of kitchen machinery.

That’s right. Sunday. I think I will attempt a roast this Sunday evening, as an official christening of the oven.

I never thought I would love an oven soooo much. But I do. And I haven’t even used it yet. That can be another post, for another day.

And can I just say, our bareless cupboard-ed kitchen has nothing in it, and yet if you look again at the above picture, you can see we have our priorities totally in check…

Yep, that’s right.

BEANS.

#647 Chaddy shopping day no.5 AND Kitchen W.I.P…

I am so excited about many things that happened today, so like the inability to pick your favourite child, I must be grateful for them ALL.

We had a brilliant day shopping at Chadstone. I am on leave from work, so it was Hubbie, baby girl and I all together, all day.

Our visit was punctuated by several coffee breaks

and then surprisingly successful shopping, with an overall fantastic mood from all of us topping it off.

Not only did we get more Christmas presents to tick off the list (it is still November so this is brilliant), but we bought Christmas presents that we didn’t plan to or expect to get, because of the difficulty of getting the right one for the receiver…

Winning!

And a successful shopping day just isn’t complete without presents for yourself:

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I was ecstatic to get the advent candle from kikki.K that I somehow missed out on last year as it sold out way too early, and along with that got our family calendar for next year, the one I can never live without, which I have written about multiple times, and here.

Secondly, I gave Hubbie a generous heads up and ‘get-out-of-jail-free’ card when I told him he could buy me almost anything from kikki.K for Christmas and I would love it.

5 minutes later and he was asking me to kindly leave the store because he had seen some things he could get me…

Be with a guy for 17 years and he still needs prompts on what to buy you. Sigh.

But still…

Winning :):):)

And then of course we got the SIA Christmas CD, because I would play Christmas songs in October if Hubbie didn’t hang crap on me for it, and also, it’s further prep for her concert next week…

Lastly the book I found for myself, which I think is fabulous, as even though I don’t have instagram, I plan on creating an account for my writing profile, and there are beneficial tips in the book that are relevant for ALL social media users trying to get heard.

As if all that wasn’t enough joy and happiness (let’s not forget the Hokkaidos I took home with me!), then we came home at the end of our long day, after handing over the keys to the kitchen guys at the beginning of the day in what was kitchen demolition/removal day, and we found this:

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!!! It is only a W.I.P pic and so may not look like much to many, BUT LET ME TELL YOU, this blank white empty shell of a kitchen canvas looks better than the brown 80s outdated kitchen we had before it! When I eventually post before and afters, you will see what I mean.

The excitement Hubbie and I had in discovering our kitchen like this, being re-born…

I can’t deal. Too much gratitude for one day.

No not really. Give me more 🙂

#642 Library sessions no.2

The purpose of today’s library visit was primarily to get another sticker sheet for baby girl in her 1000 books before school reading challenge. She hit the 200 mark a week ago, and so off we went to the library to get some more sheets to fill in.

But then… I hadn’t had caffeine. It was 11:30am, and there WAS NO caffeine coursing through my veins. Also, we had no other plans for the day, other than to just go back home…

“Baby girl, do you want to have a babycino at the library?”

Short pause.

“Babycino, and biscuit?”

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I think it is THE MOST FABULOUS premise that a library should have a café within its walls. I mean, it should almost be a prerequisite in EVERY reading institution. Once we had gotten some more reading challenge sheets, I made our order up at the counter, and soon we were drinking, eating, baby girl was going crazy bringing me all manner of DVDs/books that she absolutely had to borrow, while I went into my most favourite-st of aisles, and managed to find a book about writing that I HAVEN’T browsed through yet.

And I think it is one of the most simple and beautiful luxuries of life, to be sipping on coffee, your child is nearby and happily entertained, and you are reading about a deep personal passion of yours.

Finding the simple things, in the every day 🙂

#637 Hubbie’s kindness

Today was a real Sunday.

It was the Sunday dreams are made of. No plans, aimlessly going here, and then there.

Gloriously sunny skies stretching out ahead.

Bustling roads and people out and about, making the most of the day – and us with them.

And overall, relaxing.

I had many things to be grateful for as I made my way through the day, and photo evidence was created along the way.

Relaxing with a coffee on the front porch in the mid-afternoon sun:

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Having a bite out – burritos:

Then some berry dessert to follow:

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And lastly, park play, with long admiring glances at hundred-year-old trees:

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It wasn’t until this last stop that my real gratitude came forward. Baby girl had gotten wind of the suddenly available swing, and was going absolutely mental on it. She has learned how to swing on her own, her legs going under and then out in front, as she takes herself to the sky, in her sweet words.

Beside her on the swing was another boy, trying to do the same thing. Hubbie and I watched from a few metres away, me still polishing off my melting ice-cream in the mild evening air, as baby girl squealed with joy, confidently, with strength, and pure happiness, while the boy, at least a couple years older than her, sat fairly still on the swing, trying to move about, but not getting much wind behind his swing.

We heard him call out to his Mum a couple of times. She was just behind us, her back to him, chatting to another Mum.

We glanced at each other. Hubbie made a few comments alongside the vein of “she can’t even hear him.” We were not Mum-shaming, and nor am I doing it now – I am just repeating the stone cold facts of the day.

We watched as this boy looked on at baby girl wishfully, at the same time calling out to his Mum with no hope in his voice – she had already said something dismissive as she had continued her chat with the other woman.

Hubbie said some more ‘interesting’ words… and then stood up. I urged him on with “I feel sorry for him,” but reminded him to be cautious too: you never know how a fellow parent will act when you start to parent their child.

Hubbie moved behind baby girl, pushing her (even though she didn’t need it!) while asking the boy if he needed help. The boy was alright on the seat, and I could hear Hubbie telling him “put your legs under… and then out. Now under… and then out. Great job.”

I smiled as I watched in amazement at the boy immediately responding to Hubbie’s instruction. He started to gain some speed in his swinging, and as he got up higher and higher, Hubbie gave him a swift and strong PUSH.

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The sun was setting behind them as I watched, and so I could only see their outlines – but I swear that boy’s face lit up with the biggest smile as Hubbie gave him that huge push, helping him get to baby girl’s height. She yelled in delight to be swinging so high alongside a fellow ‘friend,’ and Hubbie made a few more pushes behind the boy’s swing, urging him to keep going “legs under… then out.”

At the boy’s beaming face, my heart surged with pride at Hubbie’s selfless act. Hubbie couldn’t see his face. He was looking towards the boy’s Mum, with some amount of disappointment on his face, as she obliviously kept chatting.

The boy soon came to a stop, and as he shuffled his feet onto the ground below to stand up straight, his Mum now looked behind her. She laughed and said to her friend:

“Oh Alistair’s just sitting there, he’s fine.”

Oh, lady. You have no idea.

The boy soon got out of the swing and hurried off to another part of the park, while I went over to Hubbie and told him about the expression on the boy’s face.

And baby girl continued to fly up into the air.

 

 

 

 

 

 

#626 Pre-work coffee break

What makes going into work an easier task?

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Why, fuelling up on caffeine and sugar of course.

Of course, the real plus here is the family time. Hubbie, baby girl and I head out for a quick interval in our day, which really becomes the ‘Main Event,’ because, coffee, and we leave feeling refreshed and ready to take on the world.

Or as is my case, simply, work 🙂

#625 Library sessions

Baby girl and I have a thing. Every couple of weeks or so we head over to the local library.

She browses the picture book section, engages in play with some other toddler, also kind-of interested in the books, kind-of-not…

She finds a bunch of books and DVDs that she MUST take home, high on the endless possibilities of borrowing more so than the actual act of following through with reading or watching any of them at home…

I stand in the aisle on ‘writing,’ browsing titles and looking for those I haven’t seen before. I flick through their pages, gaining inspiration for my own creative endeavours, while checking around the corner every so often to make sure baby girl is still in the interactive kids reading booth, watching the digital pages turn.

And aside from all of these habitual activities, there is one thing that we always, without fail, MUST do.

We coffee.

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Even if I don’t mention it, baby girl always asks me for a babycino from the corner café within the library. The great thing is, they can deliver to the reading area, and so we always sit at one of the round tables, sipping our warm beverages, flicking through books, and just enjoying the moment.