#1578 Day 80 of getting there: the place that is always there

As per the repetitive headings of my blog posts over these past few months… I really do think I am getting there.

It was June 10, and one of my most favourite days of the year.

The beginning was wonderful, as Hubbie and I saw off baby girl for her second day back at school.

We followed that by getting some takeaway coffees, and sitting in the car watching the early morning water from a popular cliff outlook… BLUE WATER FOR DAYS.

It was a beautiful way to start the morning.

We also got to open up a lot of boxes from orders we’d made months ago, and that was exciting! Thanks sis! Oh, and great segue, because…

The biggest reason I loved today, was because it was my sister’s birthday. And what could bring you more joy, than the birthday of a loved one?

Oh, that’s right. Going to their place for a very long overdue visit!

Wait… even better… my parents were there!

I haven’t seen any of them since early March. 3 long months. And through the happiness and heartfelt emotion of it all, I realised something…

It felt as if not much time had passed between us. Everything felt normal, and everything felt fine.

Like I had seen them just yesterday.

And that’s partly due to the ease of technology. Phone calls, getting to see each other via messenger, zoom calls…

But also, because we are so much a part of each other’s lives, we are always going to be linked on another level. No matter what distance, what circumstance, or what global crisis there may be, we will always be connected beyond the physical realm.

And that’s a beautiful place to be.

#1577 Day 79 of getting there: She’s back!

Baby girl has spent 11 weeks at home.

This was comprised of 6 weeks of home schooling.

2 weeks of school holidays.

3 weeks of bullshit.

11 weeks done. Dusted.

But today, baby girl was back at school!

Yes!

She had the best day! Her teacher told me she couldn’t stop smiling.

She told me countless times, that she had the most amazing day.

Hey, I even felt amazing!

Yay! Finally a feeling other than frustration, despondence, sadness.

And there was also, sunshine. 🌞

🥰❤

#1555 Day 57 of getting there: Bright Wiggly pyjamas

Another package arrived today.

That’s the thing about isolation. Deliveries are always exciting, but the anticipation of them goes up several notches when it’s what you’re relying on as your retail therapy.

Only it’s delayed.

There was one item I couldn’t wait to get, and it wasn’t even for me…

Bright yellow Emma wiggle pyjamas.

It wasn’t even a luxury… new pjs became  necessary last week when two holes appeared in two different sets of pyjamas of hers… two!

It’s as if as soon as I ordered them, the old ones willed themselves to tear.

Baby girl was so rapt when she saw her surprise… she put them on straight away to try.

At lunchtime. I had to force her out of them and back into normal clothes.

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I don’t know what it is about the colour yellow… it’s not just knowing baby girl loves her new set, but it’s the way the colour is reflective of her, and just lights up the room with happiness, cheer, love.

Even in the dark. 🌟

#1551 Day 53 of getting there: the return to yoga

Yesterday’s workout was a body toning type of yoga exercise. Far more intense than I expected it to be, and yet still thrilling.

Today’s one was deliberately slower. Ha ha. I chose a wind-down stretch yoga from the Rachel Finch program ‘Body by Finch,’ and it was after dinner and the end of the night, so it came to reason it had to be a bit more subdued.

But still I was stretching. Feeling the burn. Reaching up into the sky, laying low, feeling it there, feeling it everywhere!

I love it. I love yoga so much. Life keeps us busy and sometimes what we want for ourselves gets pushed to the sidelines to make way for all the menial, everyday tasks that must be done… and we believe that things like exercise, our wellbeing, and yoga, is a luxury.

A choice.

When really, it is a necessity. 

Right now, I have that bit more time. I hope like hell that when life starts returning to normal soon, that I will make EVEN more time for it.

Because it makes my heart happy. ♥

#1548 Day 50 of getting there: a speck of light

What?

Do my ears deceive me?

Is this trickery?

Playful figures dancing around in the corner of my vision, jumping away into the shadows when I look their way?

After tomorrow, we get to have 5 visitors in our house?

5 people who aren’t from our home, get to come to our house… or we get to visit, and be part of the fiver group…

I was so happy when I heard the news today, I got teary.

I’ve grown so accustomed to me, hubbie, baby girl, Mister F and Orange-cheeks, that I kind of didn’t expect to be in the company of other loved ones for a long time yet.

But it seems, we are getting our reprieve.

Finally. Nothing can happen immediately with us all working and schooling, at home and away…

But the speck of light is beckoning…

Waving to us. 🖐❤

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Morgan Sessions on Unsplash

#1545 Day 47 of getting there: music for every mood

I’ve said that walking and getting out and about will save us during this time of isolation.

But what is also good for our souls, is music.

It literally, LIFTS the spirit.

No matter what mood you’re in. There will be a song to either,

soothe your mind

get you energised

or have you all nostalgic and looking back in time with fondness.

Tonight I had a whole array of music to suit my various moods.

First I was listening to Bedtime Stories, one of my all time fave albums by Madonna. Bestie mentioned it to me recently, and I had certain songs on repeat, like “Love Tried to Welcome Me”:

“And I must confess, that I, am usually drawn to sadness,

And loneliness has never been a stranger, to me…”

I love the melancholy and violins in this song. It was feeding my contemplative mood as I prepared dinner.

Then something else happened. Like so many DJs at the moment, a family friend of ours was showcasing his turntable work, and so as we had dinner, we were watching and listening to old school RnB tunes during a facebook LIVE, and totally grooving along at the dinner table! Like with Boyz II Men…

“Baby I wanna do, whatever’s on your mind,

We’ll make it all come true, if you roll with me tonight…”

Yep, let’s ROLL!

And then, as I cleaned up afterwards, I was suddenly in the mood for something else ENTIRELY. Insert another one of the best artist’s of all time, with one of the best album’s of all time…

The artist formerly known as…

Prince.

“And if the elevator tries to break down, GO CRAZY!”

And what an amazing sentiment that is. He is totally telling us to just lose it next time something doesn’t go to plan, as opposed to trying to keep calm and hold it together.

Just let loose.

From the 90s, to the 2000s, and then back to the 80s, the music genres in our household moved with my moods, but every time I found something amazing that complimented how I was feeling…

That’s my idea of bliss. ♥

 

#1530 Day 32 of getting there: raw fish and tropical fruit

Who would even think about putting those two in the same sentence?

Sushi, with mango?

It’s the most random of combinations, and it could only come from the mouth of a child, as the comedic trio of Joe, Carlo and Andrew found out when Joe’s toddler uttered the words while running rampant one day.

Sooshi mango was born. And they have given us plenty of belly-aching, toppled-over, can’t-breathe-no-more massive laughing seshes.

I love these guys. There is nothing better than spending any free time devouring the videos they’ve posted on social media, and fortunately for us all in iso, they’ve been posting A LOT more.

They always make me laugh. At the moment bestie and I tag each other in new videos that come out, but I always end up watching so many more because I just can’t help it.

They mimic the ethnic background I, and so many of my family and friends around us have grown up privy to. Our parents and grandparents, talk and have talked in this abrupt, direct, no-fuss and mixed English kind of way, and a lot of the European descendants that hail from there, can relate to the sketches in their hilarious comedy.

Did I mention they swear? Yes they swear soooo much. And in the language of the people that came before us, it is even MORE funny. Even if you have a pole up your bum when it comes to foul language, you can’t not laugh at this!

(Ok, maybe you still might have a pole up your bum, but you might end up giggling just a bit).

(If you don’t then go away). 😉

I have so many favourites… damn I just can’t choose.

Ethnic Mum Christmas food insults. OMG. I know women who act and talk like this (and even look like this!)

The Concrete.

Supermarket shopping done right at La Manna’s. Oh good God.

When Ethnics say goodbye.

Ethnic Dads in the garden.

Ethnic Dads playing cards.

Oh I just love them ALL!

Do yourself a favour and check them out their YouTube channel… or follow them on facebook and insta.

Oh what the hell. Here’s a taste.

(It took me double the time to write this post due to Sooshi Mango ‘research,’ and now I can’t stop grinning :):):) )

#1516 Day 18 of getting there: the Autumn walk

Walking has become such a necessity in recent weeks.

Such a real, true, essential part of our living.

Which is why it comes as no surprise really, that exercise, i.e. walking, is part of the four reasons we are allowed to head outside of the house.

Essential item. Saving our sanity while we lock ourselves up from the world?

Yep. That’s about as essential as you can get.

I was in front of the computer for so long, and it was gorgeous out. After I finished my work shift, baby girl and I headed outside, around the block.

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I am still amazed at the power of fresh air. The mental benefits that a walk down a neighbouring street can bring. How passing other people out on the footpath, walking their kids, or pets, can bring such a sense of community, when we are all meant to be staying away from each other.

More than the atmosphere, I loved the conversation. Baby girl and I were yammering away about Mister F’s latest antics, what we were gonna do after this whole CV was over, and how the Easter Bunny was gonna make his way over to our side of town during the weekend.

Smiling, skipping. Like there wasn’t a pandemic happening right now.

That’s the way it should be.

Because although we should be vigilant with our health and physical boundaries right now, we should also MOVE ON. ♥

#1512 Day 14 of getting there: Like a Virgin in 1985

It was Sunday night dinner, so that also meant it was everyone-picks-a-song-they-want-from-youtube night.

When it was my time I threw a super curveball at Hubbie, as it was nothing I had requested before… “Can you see if you can find Madonna, Dress You Up, live?”

He found the original clip for the song, which was from her Like A Virgin tour as I’d wanted… but it was the official video, and so the studio recording was used as the audio, NOT the live concert version.

And I KNEW the difference.

I knew, because back when I was 12 years old, there was a 3 month period where my parents succumbed to cable TV. It was meant to stay at $30 a month, so when it went up by a few bucks after that initial period, they ordered me to call up and cancel… typical parents. 😉

But in those 3 months, I purged on as much extra channels as I could. I watched heaps of Freddy Krueger sequels… tonnes of C-grade teen movies… and the best find of all, was Madonna’s 1985 Like A Virgin concert tour filmed in Detroit.

I inhaled this doco. I savoured it. I taped it, and watched it again and again and again. I knew most of the songs already, but then I learnt some of her lesser known hits like the rock-grungy Gambler, and super-catchy Over and Over. 

I learnt the dance moves. I picked up the bits where her concert version deviated from the album recordings. I knew every single phrase and word uttered in song and to the audience, every –

“That goes for you too Grandma!” at the start of Holiday.

Her emotional – “I gotta talk fast ’cause I might start crying,” when she addressed the audience.

“Do you wanna hear some more? I said, ‘do you wanna hear some more?'”

To her “I don’t need money I need love!” declaration during Material Girl.

Tonight, as I eventually found the original LIVE version on youtube, I realised I had found so much more.

Because I had found the complete concert.

!!!!

It was all there, the entire hour set.

I was rapt. :):):)

I sang and I danced. I gasped that I was still able to remember lines and conversations. I sang along as we finished dinner, I washed the dishes, and then I worked some more on our 1000 piece puzzle (yeah we were wrong when we thought it was only 500 or so… double that!)

It made me soooo happy. It took me back to my childhood. It took me back to a simpler time.

And oh, the 80s! What brilliant fun that was! Seeing the fashion, the hair, feeling the iconic music…

HOLIDAY!

I can’t believe it, I remembered it ALL.

“I went to New York, I had a dream.

I wanted to be a big star.

I didn’t know anybody.

I wanted to dance, I wanted to sing,

I wanted to do all those things,

I wanted to make people happy,

I wanted to be famous 

I wanted everybody to love me,

I wanted to be a star

I worked really hard

And my dream came true.”

BANG! That is her Like a Virgin concert opening monologue and that all came from my head! BOOM! Word for word it is imprinted in there.

And just because, 80s music can save us all, here is the opener…

 

#1503 Day 5 of getting there: ZOOM into the future

Just because there is a pandemic happening at the moment and we have imposed self-isolation all over the world, doesn’t mean we can’t see our people, right?

Enter, ZOOM!

And so many other technologies to help us connect, online.

Zoom is just one of those apps resting on people’s lips at the moment. Others are houseparty, messenger, WhatsApp, and Skype, among so many more.

These apps are allowing us to stay connected with people in our life, without even leaving our house, or risking anyone being infected with ANYTHING.

Therefore, being the change of season, and us girls being due for another catch up… yet not being allowed to, due to afore-mentioned ‘PANDEMIC,’ we turned to technology to give us a lending hand.

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And I’ll say… YAY! It was a success.

And you know what? I think being self-isolated at home, and connecting online, we will see each other more, than if we were to try schedule actual physical meetings in person.

LOL. And all it took for us to see each other more, was for there to be a world crisis…

Who knew?