#723 Sick catch-up

Unfortunately for me, Hubbie did that second coat of polish today.

My cold has since progressed from just that, a ‘cold’ affecting my nose and throat region, to waking post-midnight with chills despite a comfortable overnight low of generally 17 degrees.

Today is the worst I have felt in a very LONG time.

Why me? I asked myself.

Why now? Was the second pressing question.

I didn’t have enough energy to think it through. I slept and lay for most of the day, when I wasn’t holding my head in my hands and taking Panadol.

But an idea did occur to me earlier in the day while baby girl was at kinder, and it made 90 minutes of my day that much more bearable.

You know how you always think of taking a sick day from work, just so you can catch up on stuff? TV shows, movies, reading, anything really that you would rather be doing than work?

I always have something to catch up on… in fact ‘our’ Foxtel Planner is about 99.9% full of my shows, yet to be watched… and one in particular has been sitting there for months now, just calling out my name, but its length felt too long to tackle in one go…

but not when you are SICK.


I watched the George Michael documentary Freedom, the one he was a key figure in the production and creation of, but that he sadly didn’t get to finish before his death. It was intriguing to revisit those early Wham years and formative solo years, right up through his long Sony court case, the death of his partner Anselmo, and the succeeding album of it all, Older.

I got sucked right in and for a moment, forget I was sick at all… and I guess when you are listening to a life filled with the dreaded fear of Aids and death of friends from it, the issues of coming out to millions of fans (including your own family) and the often tumultuous side effects that can come out of being so famous from so very young an age…

Well I guess it puts it into perspective for you, doesn’t it?

Being sick on a Summer’s day (though so crappy) isn’t the worst there is, out there.

And so for that, and many other things, George, I’m grateful.




#721 Comforting hugs

What do you do when you feel like crap, and your girl feels like crap too?


Hug it out. We shared the most beautiful of hugs today as we were both feeling a bit off – baby girl still recovering and showing symptoms of her fever/cold, and me with my own stuff…

We were on the couch when she came closer to me and enveloped me in this huge and amazing hug, and we lay there like that, for the longest time.

At least if we are sick, we are sick together. And making each other feel loved, at the same time.

#612 Beach visit, and Fish & Chips in October

We’ve just had a heat wave. It’s not going to last too long with a colder front and rain due to arrive by tomorrow, but even though we are only mid-Spring, everyone came out to play today.

And so did we.

We grabbed some take away fish & chips for dinner, and went to the beach for the first time this season. The chips were crisp on the outside and soft in the middle.

The water was freezing!

And I soothed my mind, by staring out at the endless ocean in front of me.


#594 10 Minutes to spare

I had about 10 minutes to spare.

I was at the post office a bit too early, the result of being too damn organised, and so I looked around me at the area in which my work resides, wondering how I would fill the time amidst endless cafes, despite being already-caffeinated (but first, coffee, ALWAYS) and yet not being hungry enough to call in somewhere for an early lunch.

There was no point in walking all the way to work, and then coming back…

Then I spotted sun, and glistening water, through the alleyway up ahead of me, and suddenly I knew how to while away the time…

And so minutes later, I was grateful. Generally speaking, we don’t often have the time to just sit and be in the moment, amidst the busy-ness of life, and so to be so organised as to be so early for work as to be so early for the post office, well, I was going to enjoy this moment of peace and extreme organisation as much as I could.

This was my peripheral vision… from my left

To the centre


And finally the right

A glorious landscape of water, and boats. I sat there in the chilly air, cold, but with my bomber jacket keeping me somewhat warm as I sat close to the water’s edge on a wooden bench, just taking it all in.

The strong ripple of water.

The rowers competing against one another amidst the endless water up ahead.

The sky-scrapers.

Boats of every shape and size.

The freeway far away, with seemingly few cars, for what was a weekend day.

And then to my right I heard some noise, and coming from afar I saw a young boy with what I assumed was his little sister. I felt a pang of longing as I immediately thought of my baby girl at home, but then as this girl scooted around here and there, the boy keeping a close eye on her, I realised if baby girl was here she would launch herself into the water, and so the longing quickly passed replaced by immediate relief.


Yet still, I kept a close eye on them as they passed me by. The boy put his younger sister up on the raised garden bed, and she ran off while he kept close to her side.


I wasn’t with my baby girl, but I could appreciate the sweet sight of another on the last Saturday of this sunshine-y cold September morning.

And just like that, my time was up. It was 10am. I stood up, and with an invigorated swing in my step, I headed off to do my jobs.

#586 Bringing the outside, in

I like security doors.

I didn’t realise how much I liked them until we got one put in – or rather, two – at our old place. Both at the front and rear entrances to the house, suddenly it made many more things possible.

Everything was warmer, brighter, sunnier and happier.

Having the security door there with the main door open, meant we could be safe and secure in our home, and yet still have part of the outdoors come in. On sunny days, the warm and mild air would fill the house with an unmistakable summer feel. On especially hot days, any air passing through the screen would freshen up the inside space.

Mopping become a much quicker and easier job too.

And also, you could just feel like you were outside, when in fact, you were holed up inside on the couch.

That was the prevalent theme today.

We only just got our front security door in place at our new home. And right in time too, as finally Spring is making a much welcome appearance.

Today was probably the first really warm day, reaching a stunning top of 23 in our parts.

The security door was in full use, our other main door open all day so we could finally get some Spring-time air and warmth into the house.

And just as well our security door is in place – since we stayed at home, ALL DAY.

I was very down and down today, struggling with my own crap, and busied myself by cleaning the house and trying to forget about my pain… whereas baby girl had her own issues, as she was still getting over the cold days ago, but it has reared its ugly head again and she sneezed about 300 times today and surely went through a box of tissues with her runny nose… that or she has intense hay fever for the first time EVER.

You feel so crap when it is stunning out and you are in pain. Oh so heartbreaking.

Just as well the security door was in place. It brought the outdoors in, on a day when we couldn’t do much sun seeking…


#560 Silly games

It was a lazy kind of Sunday – just the day I needed. Chilling with my family…

…And playing too.

I was telling baby girl at one point in the day, how she had the most fantastic bed, and if I were her, I would sleep in it all day, and all night (just an extension of her already good habits, but just wanting to concrete in that sleeping in her own bed/room is THE BOMB).

Well of course after that statement, she of course wanted to tuck me into her bed.

Of course.

I happily complied. It was a cold and rainy day. I snuggled in under the covers, she read to me, put her stuffed lion and elephant toys around me, and I pretended to sleep.

When she left the room, I sprung into action. I got out of her bed, shoved her elephant under the covers in my place, and then hid in her wardrobe opposite the bed. I heard her come in, walk over to the bed, and go “huh?”

I stifled my laughter.

Some shuffling, and then I heard laughter.

Oh God she had found the elephant. I put my hand over my mouth. I was sure she would hear my quietly escaping laughter.

“Mama? Ma! Mama?” she called for me around the room, and then asked the elephant if he knew where I was, and answered for him too – “No.”

Meanwhile I was sniggering two metres away.

She left the room calling to her Dad, telling him Mama was gone, and I jumped out of the wardrobe, back into bed, threw Mister Elephant to the side, and pulled the covers up close around my head.

I closed my eyes as she approached. “Oh! Mama!” she was smiling.

“Hey honey!”

She indicated I had been gone, and the elephant had been in the bed.

“What? I’ve been here the whole time!”

Whose the child here?!?!

I ended with the cheeky question, posing to her that Mama had tricked her – I don’t want to leave the girl with questionable freaky ideas about her mother disappearing and then reappearing suddenly – but it had been good fun, and on a quiet, low-key, rainy Sunday, we had made some fun and silly memories.

I love these games, and I love how she brings out the child in me. Why would you ever want to grow up?


#537 New ducted heating!


Baby girl is walking around rosy-cheeked again.

The new ducted heating is here.


The pain is OVER. We have gone all high-tech and with the times with this beauty


It regulates temperature, and even has programmable timeslots so that you can have the heater come on at a pre-determined time… un-fucking-believable.

Just like when my new car had a 6 stack CD player, I am soooo behind in the times.

Our old heater, both here and at our old place, was some 80s-90s contraption, where you had to pull the lever across to the desired temperature of 20+ ‘something,’ but even that ‘set temperature’ was questionable at times.

Tonight, it got hot. Like really hot. This is right on time, since my Dad told me the weekend ahead is set to expect some major Winter-y blasts.

And just for the record, when I was freezing my ass off in the house yesterday as the tradies were in the midst of installing new said-heater? Yeah, well, coldest August day for DECADES.

Still, the icy blasts that will set upon us are timely, since we now have heating, bitches. Take that Winter, mwa ha ha.

So toasty and grateful right now 🙂