#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.

#1250 The different ways to appreciate my friends

A recurrent theme for me in this gratitude blog is in finding different ways and discovering various angles in which to appreciate the same thing, place, event, food… or people.

And in life, it is common that you find yourself repeatedly thankful for the same thing, many times.

Consider it something truly special, if you find it. It’s not repetitive or mundane.

It’s magic. Blissful. Electric. Beautiful.

To find yourself anew with wonder, happiness and a heart full of love, at the same thing again and again… it’s a blessing.

And so again tonight. Dinner out with friends. Maybe not the number of us that there were meant to be, so hearts were missing… but the hearts there were full of love regardless. ❤️

And how do I pinpoint, and make notice of the different ways in which the night made me smile, filled my soul with joy, and truly made me appreciative of the night?

Well, straight off, Thursday night out. It’s practically still mid-week, and us mums were rocking it, school routines and all waiting for us the next day.

Stuff it.

Nothing says ‘stuff it’ better than a mid-week cocktail.

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Stuff it.

And then there were the moments. The constant talking, how silence DIDN’T fill the air…

The coriander.

My name in their drinks.

The spiciness.

How nothing else was open after we ate, and yet we idled about walking from one place to the next, biding time, while we talked to our hearts content.

Or how we stood talking for half a length of a movie outside the cinemas… just chatting, laughing and sharing stories.

Or how we talked a further 20 minutes in the middle of a vacated shopping centre as we said our goodbyes.

And then said some more…

And so you see, it’s all these things that made this night with old friends so unique. And actually, it isn’t at all common, no matter how many times we catch up, where we eat, who is there, or what we do.

It’s in the memories shared with those you love, and that is always special.

Look after your friends. Good ones are hard to find.

 

 

#1248 Easy Tuesday

We have a new weekly plan… read the above.

It involves little to no prep dinner – otherwise known as takeaway.

On the menu tonight – Massaman curry and rice. Perfect for a cold night.

And to top off a night of almost no dishes, came my other plan…

‘Tuesday bath time bliss.’

A glass of Red. By candlelight. A dim room. Meditation.

Deep breathing.

In times of hardship, make things all about YOU. And when you start catering to you, you find things become a lot easier, and manageable, because you are filling up your internal reserves. ♥

#1206 A rose, and a helping hand

I got a rose on Saturday night.

It came in one of those little plastic tubes, all tightly wound up and almost devoid of any air or aroma… yet it was in pristine condition, almost plastic.

Hubbie bought it at a dinner dance… he paid way too much for it, and because the lady had been doing the same job for as long as he could remember, he decided to tip her, maybe because HE was tipsy… but nonetheless, I received the perfectly imperfect pristine rose.

Out of the plastic though, and in a vase full of water, it has since bloomed.

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And that is what makes me happy today. That symbol of beauty and care, love and grace… and coincidentally, something else symbolic of that rose that Hubbie gave me today, was help.

Even MORE valuable than any material thing. Most of the important things are. And so in line with the nostalgia and trips down memory lane, (and the vids I am posting this week) I will post a song about, help:

Maybe one of the best ones.

Random post rant over…

#1188 Dancing in the kitchen with my loves part 8

So ‘apparently,’ according to this blog the last time I did the above with my family it was a year and a half ago.

Yeah, nah. In true Aussie slang form. You all know we are always dancing our arses off, I just haven’t recorded since then.

‘Til now…

Somehow, in amongst dinner prep, baby girl decided to dance with her Dad. They danced as a couple might dance at a wedding, and he spun her around and dipped her sweetly as she grinned her face off.

Awww.

Then she put on a dance-y song that I liked. We jumped and skipped and boogied and shook our hips, and I thought how beautiful it was that she had specifically put on a song for me, since she had already danced with her Dad.

But I was not done.

I have been getting increasingly obsessed with a new song:

Ed Sheeran and Justin Bieber’s new track. I LOVE IT. As soon as I cued it up, back we were on our makeshift kitchen dance floor, getting down with it (gee I am showing my age) and just having a grand old time (there I go again sounding 65). I got her to stand on a stool so I pick her up and hold her in my arms easier, and gee she is getting big. It made me realise how much time is passing and that whether we hold them in our arms or not, they will still GROW.

It makes me appreciate all the hugs, kitchen dance-offs, and sweet innocent moments, all the more. ♥♥♥

“Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.”

#1178 Getting colourful with Mexican

The last 4 gratitude posts have seen me feature appreciation for food in some way.

Today is about to become day number 5.

You get so easily bored by the same old dinner meal prep routine, that sometimes an easy kit and a whole lot of colour is all you need to feel rejuvenated in the kitchen.

In fact, so easy and colourful, AND simple tonight’s Mexican tacos were, we think we need to make this a once a week thing…

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The meal kit came with the wraps, seasoning and sauce, and well, all we had to do was fry up some mince and chop some salad items, and voila!…

Dinner was served.

The sky’s the limit with how far you want to go, and how high you wanna pile all those fresh trimmings… nom nom nom 😋

#1176 Sunday Our Day

All week we were looking forward to today.

Even more so was today a day to get excited about, as it came off the back of celebrating our anniversary over dinner last night… and you know, I think we were still somewhat more excited about today, than Saturday night.

What happened today?

Not much.

Firstly there was a sleep in. Not massive, but hell, MUCH needed. Sunday is the only day I get to sleep more than usual, and as I average 5 and 7am wake-ups ALL week, and being under the weather and fighting some seasonal transition as it was, I was keen for Sunday to come around pronto, so I could sleep.

Amidst all our boring jobs at home which made us feel super-productive, we headed out for a coffee after lunch. Via Boffe on the Main street is getting better and better in their food and coffee taste and presentation, the pro display evident in baby girl’s babycino.

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And then… she got some new shoes. Man I wish I had gotten freaking pink shoes like that when I was 5… but alas, times were different then, and they are MUCH different now. She got some new runners as her last ones had the bottoms literally peeling off, and she was bouncing around the shop (and at home) with her new purchase.

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Just a family, quiet Sunday… no pressure… no where to be… no rushing around… no one waiting for us…

Just US. Doing our easy Sunday thing. ♥