#1404 My mini Angel

I plopped down on the couch after school pick up this afternoon, tired, uninspired and still feeling ‘ugh.’

There is no worse feeling than feeling – ‘UGH.’

I channel surfed. I soon, amazingly, saw that an episode of Angel was to be starting shortly.

Angel? What, MY Angel? I’ve said it so many times before but I’ll say it again: when you see a show on TV that you have in your DVD collection, for some reason there is an intense urge to WATCH IT IMMEDIAELY ON TV…. even as like I said, you can watch it on demand whenever you like…

Because you have your own copy.

But as always, I started to watch. I had to do dinner…

But, stuff that. I kept on watching.

Baby girl happened across a fight scene, and I tried to quickly change the channel – not so much for the violence, it was more about these kinds of faces –

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Vampire faces.

She was onto me though, and asked to watch it, but I said it was a grown up show that Mummy used to watch and tried to steer her away.

However she came in again towards the last 10 minutes… and this time I went ‘stuff it.’

(I won parenting today).

I warned her though! I said “I don’t want you having nightmares!”

“You can leave if you get scared.”

“You know this is all pretend, it’s pretend okay?”

She excitedly sat next to me and got comfy in the couch, and so I began the Angel world-building…

“That’s a bad guy. Don’t worry Angel is trying to kill him. He’s bad. He’s a vampire.”

“Angel is a vampire too, but he’s a good vampire.”

“Honestly don’t worry about that guy. He’s bad.”

“That’s how vampires die… don’t freak out! It’s just dust.”

… and so her introduction to Angel was born. ♥

 

#1402 We love Selling Houses

Ha ha. Did that word trickery grab your attention?

To be honest, we don’t have the patience to be doing selling houses as a hobby.

So, we send up watching other people do it…

on TV.

Selling Houses Australia. It’s a show we watch on the lifestyle channel, and it’s become a bit of a weeknight habit, especially on Tuesdays where it leads into hubbies Wednesday day off.

It’s absolutely captivating. You meet some people, who’ve had some run of bad luck in trying to sell their house… something like, a house filled with too much wood that puts off potential buyers… a house with 5 entrances… or a reno that’s lasted 20 years too long.

The team come in, renovate, and it usually sells!

Seeing the transformation gives us plenty of ideas for our own home, comparing the before and after is spectacular, and of course, who doesn’t like ‘tsk tsk tsking’ at mistakes others have made? 😂

But don’t watch it… not unless you wanna be SOLD.

🤣🤣🤣

#1388 Inside Tuesday Out

Another Tuesday, another movie night!

From our couch.

Another Disney branded film. Inside Out.

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I’d seen the first couple scenes with baby girl a while ago, and that was it.

But tonight it was family viewing time. We ate dinner while watching it from the couch, and as per usual baby girl was comforting me as I did my usual Disney sooky-la-la routine at the movie’s climax.

😭😂

Not as engaging as other Disney films, but still a great one nonetheless.

And it was made all the more better that it was shared with my family. ❤

#1381 Frozen movie date

Tonight we watched Frozen.

Not the animated much-anticipated sequel of the year, silly. Nooo.

We watched the first Frozen movie. At home.

In the best place… from our couch.

We thought it might be a good idea, oh I don’t know, to revisit the first one seeing as we’ll be watching the second one very shortly? 😉

I have seen it loads of times… out of order. Scenes here and there. Sometimes the end, sometimes the beginning, sometimes the middle.

But never as one cohesive whole – start>middle>end.

Hubbie has seen it NO TIMES. He thinks the song ‘Let It Go’ is great (he really does) and he knows some characters names. That’s it.

It was therefore so satisfying to see him freak out when – spoiler alert! – a certain ‘someone’ turns and shows their ugly side. That is all I will say (you know who I’m talking about don’t you?)

It makes me all the more excited for our upcoming weekend viewing. So fine, I love Disney movies. Guilty as charged.

I’m as pumped as baby girl to see what they do with this next storyline. Can’t wait. ♥

 

#1301 Saturday night pizza

Nothing is better on a cold and windy Saturday night, than to cozy up on the couch with some good ol’ –

PIZZA.

Whether you like yours with the lot, vegetarian, cauliflower-crusted, with gluten-free and dairy-free ingredients only, or with some crazy additions like pasta or pineapple, pizza is a Saturday night GO-TO.

On my plate tonight? A simple capricciosa. And no anchovies please.

What kind of pizza do you like?

#1281 Down time after the birthday weekend

Tonight, there is no writing.

Tonight, there is no reading.

There isn’t even a pre-emptive to-do list for the week ahead.

I think I will work it out. I always have.

Tonight, I do nothing. After the birthday weekend we’ve just had, I am spent.

I am satisfied.

I am exhausted.

I will sit here on the couch and smile as I go through photo after photo, and snuggle in closer to the cushion as I hear the wind howling outside, all while giving thanks for yesterday’s sunshine.

Tonight, I take a break. ❤

#1259 Tipsy, relaxed and chilled

I’ve been focused and preparing and go-go-go for days now.

Sometimes we get ourselves overly worked up.

I am guilty as charged.

We had some people over tonight who have never visited our place… a little group of them too, not just, like two.

And despite my craziness and the frenzy leading up to it, I discovered the insanity was all for nothing.

The stress. The nerves. The ‘what ifs’ on every possible scenario.

Why do we do this?

I realised early on it was…

ALL GOOD.

And though now I am relaxed, chilled, and yeah, a little affected after a couple glasses of wine, happy the night is over…

I realise with happiness, I was also content during the night.

Don’t wish for it to be over. Enjoy every moment to the full. Don’t live a life of halves, pushing away emotions and experiences.

Live through all of it, entirely with all of your being. Don’t live a half life. Make it FULL.