#735 Down day signals end of Holidays

There was to be no major outing.

No beach visit.

No movies, or dinner out, or coffee café-ing.

No catch ups with friends.

No craziness.

Nil, Zilch, Nada.

It was the last day of our holidays together.

And though at first glance it may seem like it was a totally boring and uneventful day, we were really happy to just stay home for the majority of it, tidying up, unpacking our getaway bags, getting shit done, putting shit away, and just catching up on SHIT.

And when we did head out to grab some groceries, the most eventful part was baby girl going up to random people and asking “are you my best friend?” and then shouting “Mama!” repeatedly when I disappeared into another aisle without her.


It was a very cruisy and chilled day, but it was just as we liked it, which made it a success.

And as long as you like it, that’s all that matters.


Photo by tu tu on Unsplash



#734 Sorrento/Queenscliff Ferry

Our 2-night quick getaway came to an end today, and brought with it a small amount of sadness…

But also happiness, in the new leisure activity we discovered.



We took the Sorrento/Queenscliff Ferry back home today, travelling the same 40 minute route it took us two days ago, but just in the opposite direction. You can travel by foot or by car, choose a one-way or return trip, and there is even a café in the ferry that can cater to all your drink and snack needs on the short trip.


(View leaving Queenscliff Harbour)

It really is a short trip. By the time one side of the mainland becomes distant in the horizon, soon the other side comes into view, growing stronger and clearer, a greater contrast against the magnificent blue of the water.

OH. That water.




Just brilliant. The Ferry makes small getaways like this much more convenient and possible, it is a relaxing and truly inspiring way to travel, and it is an all round exciting thing to do, even without stepping foot off the boat.

I can say with certainty, that the Ferry ride will become part of our travel itinerary, for many years to come…



#733 Holiday BBQ

It’s not common of us to stay home when we have days off together, let alone when we go away. But today Hubbie had a great thought while we were out grabbing some food for lunch.

“Why don’t we do a bbq back at home?”

Home, for these two nights anyway, has been the place in Barwon Heads we’ve been staying at. Our balcony looks out onto the street, and there is a small yet very practical outdoor electric barbeque for use.

Sure, it meant we would have to do some extra prep here and there. But for some reason it appealed to me. Dinner by us, at home. I think it appealed in some level to all of us. We could relax. Go at our own pace. Baby girl could float in and out of the rooms as she pleased. We didn’t have to stress about noise levels. The toilet was right there. It was cheaper. And I could wear trakkies on the balcony if I wanted to.


It was great. The sun was shining; fellow apartment dwellers were on the same thread and bbq-ing out in the sun like we were; we waved from up high to passers-by; and then sat down to eat our simple spread.




Sure, we grabbed some takeaway chips too, just to add to that can’t-be-f$%ed holiday vibe. But it was different, it was relaxing, and though we were only at home, we still felt like, we were away.




#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!




#730 Mornington Pier

I have the fortunate problem of having too much to be grateful for today.

Nah. NEVER too much gratitude to be had.

It was a truly blissful and relaxing day. It really did feel like we were on holiday. Aside from the quiet reading I did at the park while Hubbie played some b-ball


And the great time we had at my Uncle and Aunty’s place taking in mother nature, her finest and most organic produce, and the surrounds of heavenly greenery


(My Uncle’s bees drinking water around the large bowl)



It was what we did at 10:30am that had us in absolute awe.

We started off once again with no real plans after the kinder drop off was done… Hubbie mentioned coffee, it was to be guaranteed to follow on Main street, and when we appeared to be reading each other’s minds with the same café – Store Fifteen – I had to add, due to proximity’s sake –

“Why don’t we walk down to the pier?”

This man of mine loves sitting down to drink his coffee – not many takeaway cups there. But, the water called.


We took our large latte and regular cappuccino, and wandered down the path in between the curving coastline and huge park that baby girl loves to frequent, until we reached closer water.



From here on out, I think I’ll let the photos do the talking.





It was so incredibly peaceful. There were people about, yes. But it was still. It was quiet. We stayed at the tip of the pier the longest, looking out at the world beyond.


A nearby fisherman spoke to us, telling us he had waited for this perfect Summer’s Day for weeks. Mid 20s, 6km winds… it was the perfect day for fishing.

And we had stumbled upon it.


We listened to the fishermens banter about bait, took in some more sunshine and pristine water views, I made small talk with a seagull… and off we went, making thanks for such a tremendously glorious sight, and vowing that the Mornington Pier walk would become a part of our wanders and visits, a bit more often.



#729 I love Main street, and let me count the ways… no. 3

Today was the first time since our holidays began, that after dropping baby girl off at kinder, Hubbie and I looked at each other and went

“Now what?”

The ‘what’ was to come in the form of Main street. Amidst the grey and drizzling weather, we found our way to a café for some brekkie. It was so quiet in Dr Fox’s, we didn’t know what to do with ourselves. It was a Monday morning, the streets outside were still waking up, and in the absence of baby girl, it just felt weird.


We looked at each other across from the table, both still part asleep. Hubbie was trying desperately hard to blink himself awake, even after downing two lattes… meanwhile I was trying my damn hardest not to die coughing after I swallowed a not so tiny chunk of pepper that was sitting precariously on the spinach of my Veggie Big Breakfast.

By the time we headed outside, the rain had temporarily ceased, and it felt a little milder.

“Now what?”

Down the street we headed, hand in hand, like some love-struck newly hooked up teenage couple who were wrecked from partying out late on the weekend – only we were about 17+ years past that, sans child, tired from trying to cram too much into life and not giving ourselves enough sleep in the process.

We headed into the Mornington Newsagency. Got cards. Read mags.

We headed into Cotton On Kids, thinking of baby girl, and got her a cute dress that would lead her straight through Autumn and all the way to Winter, while Hubbie and I then picked a top each for her for the season ahead – 2 for $25, you see.

Farrell’s bookstore on the corner brought us the Richard Branson biography and a Ned Kelly book. With more purchases in hand we headed further down, stopping to peruse a tiny something for her at the toy shop but deciding then that she had way too much already, before finally I surprisingly scored a $10 stripy cardigan at a second-hand type op/retro shop.

We had gone as far as we could, and then the rain picked up again. Time to go home (and stop spending money).

We had started the morning off quite aimlessly, floating here and then wafting there… and though we try so hard to plan our days and be as productive as possible, we find that we too need some time to just…


And the shops on offer on Main street made it wonderfully possible for us to do just that today.

♥ number 3 ♥



#725 Game ticket freebies

We’re back, we’re back.

We did a lot to fill the day today. Because as I said to Hubbie amidst severe cold/flu conditions days ago, almost as a forewarning to the world: “when I am better, we are painting the town red.”

Well, I AM better.

After kindergarten we took baby girl down to see a cinema screening of Paw Patrol in the Village Vjunior lounges, complete with a huge slide going down the length of the room. If that wasn’t enough to keep her happy during the forced 10 minute interval, running after other kids and jumping on the floor keyboard lights at the front of the room, well there was also popcorn.

I kind of had to enforce her to stop too much of that, too… because we had dinner plans later…

We love going to TGIs, so much so that baby girl will ask us “TGI?” on various occasions just when she remembers she needs her fix. She gets crayons and colouring paper, she gets her cheesy pasta, and it is noisy so that any loud outbursts by her are completely muffled, and EVERYONE is happy.

After a spot of shopping because ‘why not?’ on a weekday night while on holidays, we headed to the store that baby girl had been eagerly asking us about since we had passed it.

Totally Game is like my generations old-school Intencity or something, where basically you play games, get tickets, and then transfer like, 100 tickets for a packet of chewing gum.

Some things NEVER change, even though the names do.

But this is where the gratitude game rose a bit, because there is nothing like being happy for holiday time, family time, being grateful for health and everything time, and then someone does something unexpected and selfless and just raises the bar a whole lot.


Because we were playing at various games as you do, collecting tickets, and at one point while looking for another game to play suitable for baby girl to help out Hubbie, she almost crashed a neighbouring game where a group of people were already playing. We called her to come back, and in that party of people a lovely girl looked over and smiled. I thought nothing of it other than to think just that, she looked so happy and friendly… and I found out how much so about 10 minutes later, when we were feeding our game tickets into the machine to find out via receipt how much we had, when this girl popped out of nowhere and said to us

“Here take our receipt, we were just playing for fun.”

Really? We thanked her and I looked at the receipt, which read along the lines of 240 tickets.


My $10 of credit had resulted in about 80 tickets, and she was giving us 240, just like that?

“Are you sure?” I called out to her.

“Yeah,” she replied with a smile as she walked off.

And if that kind generosity wasn’t enough, when we were looking at a prize for baby girl in the window case, she came back and gave us a roll of other tickets.

“We’re just killing time before our movie!”

Another 60 tickets!

We thanked her again and again, and baby girl was fortunate to be able to pick from a lot of toys there…

You think she got something good?

Nah. A little wind up lady-bug and a wind-up pony is all she wanted. And can you believe, the wind-up lady-bug is stuffed already.

Like I said, some things NEVER change. Like gaming stores ‘prize toys.’

But regardless, the moral was there. The kind message and offering. It was the icing on the cake of a very happy day…

There are really nice people out there. 🙂