#746 Tupperware Party

There’s nothing like a good ol’ Tupperware party to get the girly chins wagging, and the food juices flowing.

I mean, I am totally biased tonight. My sister hosted the party where baby girl and I were completely at ease in her home, while one of my oldest friends ran the show as Tupperware ‘agent’ as it were.


We picked up containers, looked at all the nifty tricks and tips and things to make food prep and cooking more convenient, and ‘oohed’ and ‘ahhed’ over just how good that 20 minute microwavable risotto tasted.

And although it wasn’t the biggest group of gals there… well it is more about the quality of the company, isn’t it? The interaction, the conversation, let’s face it, the BUYING… ha ha ha.

I mean, every girl needs a set of plastic durable containers in an assortment of colours in their life? It sounds ridiculous you say? You have clearly NEVER been to a party.

Looking forward to some plastic durability coming my way real soon… 🙂


#737 35 minutes from company, makes for excited Hosts

At our closest, we have family that lives 35 minutes away. Most of the family are a cruise-control freeway length of 40-45 minutes, while the rest of them, well…


We can be driving for hours to see someone. An hour? Yep. 90 minutes? For sure. 2 hours?

Yep even that far.

Our own parents, who used to live 7 and 15 minutes away from us, are now a day-trip length of 80 minutes.

We aren’t really catching up with anyone on this ‘side’ of town yet. In this town. We haven’t been here long enough to form those kinds of bonds, just yet.

I mean, we knew what we were in for. It wasn’t as if we didn’t know where everyone lived, or we didn’t know that we knew absolutely no one in the town we were moving to…

Still, it can get a little lonely. We wouldn’t change our location or house for the world, we genuinely really truly love it. However when we got home from our little Barwon Heads getaway on the weekend, after being just the trio of us for days already, we so desperately were seeking company, and needed to be with someone other than ourselves…

But locally, there was none to be found at our immediate disposal.

That’s why we are so happy when friends and family pop by for a visit. We had such friends pop over tonight, and we went to all efforts to make it a fabulous night.

We genuinely enjoy having people over and hosting, and being the fact that we are now further from many of them, we make the concerted effort when they do arrive on our doorstep.

Whether you have friends popping by unexpectedly, driving a long distance to see you, or you need to organise the meet up weeks in advance…

Having someone want to come and visit you, is happiness in itself, without all the food, the drink…


Even the CAKE.

Feeling grateful for those in our life who make time for us, and more so the wonderful friends who came through our door tonight.




#732 Holi-days

Ain’t being on holidays grand? I mean, it’s the best isn’t it???

I had this thought at the beginning of the holidays when I was all pathetic and sickly, and it’s a thought I commonly hold whenever life turns particularly shit.

I thought “I’m getting the crap over and done with early so that I can have an awesome holiday.”

And although this thought DID go through my mind then, I was so afraid of staying sick and being unable to do anything the entire time we were on leave together, because Murphy’s Law and all, that I was unable to entertain the awesome possibility, even for a second.

But, I was right. The holidays have been truly awesome now.

So much so, I can’t really pinpoint a stand-alone gratitude thought for today, hence my “holi-days” title.

So here it goes: so much gratitude in a variety of avenues.

  • Hubbie and I leaving kinder after dropping off baby girl this morning. Another girl gets out of her car with her Mum, sees us and yells excitedly “baby girl is here!”

Awww. Hearts BURSTING. Hubbie and I turned to each other with broad smiles, happy in the knowledge that there was someone whose day was immediately made better when our girl was around, and also, with the realisation that those two girls were going to have a really great day.

  • The MYER CLEARANCE FLOOR at Frankston. OMG. Hubbie and I have never paid (get it, LOL) much attention to level 3 of Myer at Bayside, maybe because all the yellow tickets seemed so tacky, and the racks shoved together made it difficult to shop, and let’s not add the ‘reject clothes’ mentality. If it was discounted that much, surely it was crappy, or there was something wrong.


Because we actually had time to devote to ourselves while baby girl was at kinder, we wandered over to Bayside with no real plans, and after a ‘normal’ Myer purchase, the sales assistant there told us that the Level 3 clearance floor had an additional 50% of all their red-ticketed items. A bit curious, we headed up.


We purchased a total of 7 clothing items combined for $100. Un-bloody-believable. For example, a skirt I bought which had been reduced to $15 already, from like, I don’t know above $50 or something, was $7.50.

$7.50! I had a cake at Chadstone the other week which was $7.95, that cheesecake cost more than the skirt I bought today.

The most expensive dress I bought was $32.50, with the original price being well over $150 – I’m wearing it to a wedding in 2 weeks. Yep. I am talking brands, good quality, at BARGAIN prices.

Friends do yourselves a favour and get over there. Sure the half-price off red ticket items isn’t a year-round event (ends Monday) but you will still always grab a bargain there compared to any other store. Incredible.

  • Sorrento to Queenscliff Ferry ride. We’ve been wanting to do this for a LONG time. And so the holidays helped us make it happen.


(approaching Queenscliff)


It was such a quick ferry ride, I feel like I need to do it multiple times! 40 minutes and a latte away (as their promo says…)


  • Finally, where we had dinner in Barwon Heads tonight. 3 years and 1 month ago we dined at Beach House, on what was our first little getaway with baby girl when she was a year and a half. Accidentally, we headed out tonight and found ourselves parked in front of the same restaurant.

Why the hell not? We’d had a great time last time which had ended in my fairly glowing review of the place then.


It was actually, perfect. And I sat at the table, sipping on a fine Cab/Sav/Shiraz/Merlot (yes it exists), thinking how I didn’t have just one thing to be grateful for today…

In fact, I didn’t know which thing was the stand-out to write about for my post here.

That’s when I gave a silent thanks, and took in the moment of happiness.

Here’s to more holidays. Cheers!



#728 Easy Park catch-up

I didn’t know if I should expect much of today, when I heard there was the possibility of rain.

This became worse, as our plans for the day revolved around a long-awaited catch-up at a park with friends.

This became even more worse since we have been planning for said long-awaited catch-up with friends for months, because not only were we trying to organise availabilities for the girls, but availabilities for the families of us girls too, so that everyone could be included and come to the party.

Alas… we were not to worry. Because it was a great day.


There is just something about being in the outdoors and talking about life with friends. The grass is perfectly smooth and green. The sounds of children’s laughter abounds (ok there are tears too but generally more happiness). Trees are tall and supportive and solid, and your natural place in the world is guaranteed, the possibilities endless.

Everything becomes easy. The makeshift picnic everyone brought along, is easy. The weather too, grey but still warm at times with light winds – easy.

The conversation – definitely easy.

The time had? Magnificent.

And not only is it a great day when I go home feeling content over my hours spent and who I spent them with, but when baby girl and Hubbie are both equally as pleased, it’s a massive life HIGH FIVE BORAT STYLE.

Put it there!

It’s been a great weekend of terrific company and conversation, and I can’t wait to see what this next week of holidays brings us yet… :):):)

#699 Photos of a Saturday night

They are becoming more and more the norm, but I love them.

Nothing about them is ‘normal’ though – each Saturday night that I spend with my family and friends, is exceptional, unique, hilarious, entertaining, and sentimental in its own amazing way.

Music IS the norm. So is the best company. Everything else alters and shifts, but it’s all the best kind of fantastic which makes these nights so damn unforgettable.


#692 Summer catch-up with Best Man and Fam

Time between catch-ups is often too long and drawn out, usually with those you love and get along with the most. I don’t know why that is, I mean, we should not see the people that annoy us in life (I do that too) but for some reason it is just as impossible to get together with those that feed your soul.

And when your kids get along, DOUBLE THE POINTS.

What to do then on such a catch-up? Why, let’s try everything.

Fish and Chips at the local park – then let the kids run wild.

A quick walk down to the beach, which turns into some splashing in the bay.



Why not some ice cream? The kids aren’t high enough on Summer/beach vibes, and hey let’s tire them out, while simultaneously feeding them sugar, because… January?


But hey, that was intentional for a reason! They sat on the couch later and totally chill-axed because of it, while us adults rocked on.


A fabulous night, all in all, for ALL. 🙂

#688 New people, places and paths

I love those moments. Those moments where you stop and pause for a second, become present in the moment, and acknowledge the place you are in… and then you say to yourself “I never would have thought I’d be here 5 years ago.”

I think and say this often. 5 years ago I never would have thought I’d be on the pointy end of the Peninsula, at a backyard barbeque with family and friends that I know – but still, a totally unknown place. With other people I have just met.

And then travelling home, a mere 30 minutes. Rather than the 2 hours we would have had to travel if we were at our old house.


I love that life keeps surprising me like this. I think it helps to be open to all kinds of people and experiences. Life is truly beautiful and unique in its ability to surprise you with wonder and spontaneity, and I love that I keep having these moments of awareness… much like tonight.

And although tonight we were mostly with people we knew, like baby girl and my sister above, it was still a different place, on a different path, and the unpredictability of life excites me like that.

Not knowing what is around the corner.

And yet knowing that it will be better than the last.

Always live knowing, that the best is yet to come.

Open to meeting new people.

Open to going to new places.

Open to exploring different paths.