#759 Driving home, alone

I was thinking hard about a novel thing that I was grateful for today. I was at work, doing a late shift, and so my happy moments amidst coffees getting stuffed up, were at a kind of minimal. 

But then, when I got in my car to drive home, I was suddenly at peace.

And it wasn’t the fact that I was headed home… sure, that helped. But rather…

It was the ACT of driving home… alone.


I could do what I wanted, how I wanted, when I wanted.

There was no Hubbie taking over the CD player with his music. Baby girl wasn’t telling me “my song!”

It was late. There were few cars around.

I was alone with the ipod.

I was alone with the CDs.

I was alone with the stereo.

I was alone with my thoughts.

I was driving home, heading home, alone in my car, and I gotta tell you, the peace and tranquility that comes with it, is worth driving to work for 🙂






#739 Kinder days (amped up!) no. 6

“Hello Zumba my old friend

I’ve come to dance with you again…”

Simon and Garfunkel came to mind as I was walking baby girl into kinder today. It had been months since I had done any kind of workout, and if by workout you think I mean work out what the hell I’m going to wear in this temperamental weather, then you are WRONG.

As soon as she was settled I was back home getting ALL worked up.

“Within the sound of silence.”

Yep it was quiet alright. With the only sounds in the house being that of my TV Zumba instructor and his two female support acts, I jumped around ’til I was content I had completed a modest entry-level exercise routine.


(Not me – I don’t look so cheery working out)

I looked at my beloved ever-changing to-do list.

Do washing.

Iron shirt.

Upload photos to Drive.

Download photos to back-up.

Write letter.

Sort desk.

Fill out form…

I looked at it, my eyes skimming over it wildly, trying to work out the next best job for me to tackle. How could I go about it so I could achieve them all? What was the most important thing to do right NOW?

A couple of moments of this intense deliberation, and then I calmed down. I wasn’t going to get everything done in one day. No one can.

I remembered. It wasn’t only this day that baby girl was at kinder… She attended 3 times a week now.

My heart sung!

There were so many things I needed and wanted to do and catch up on, but with approximately 15 hours a week to find the time to do them, I had a pretty good start to get my shit together.

And it was the best realisation EVER 🙂


#727 Fine drink, fine food, and fine company

There is nothing better is there, than to catch up with loved ones and eat ’til your hearts content, drink just as much, and blab your deepest desires, sing from the depths of your loins, and just have a ‘bloody’ good time?


This all happened tonight, and every time we have nights like this, I do NOT take them for granted. I am always grateful for the love, laughs, support and great memories we make together.

Just another Saturday night, but also another BEST night.

#703 Rediscovering – Material Girl, Madonna

I was doing a fairly mindless task at work today. I mean, it actually does require some amount of brains when you first start this kind of repetitive inventory checking. But at the same time, when you get into the groove, and are just simply pushing lines of content up and down, selecting this and selecting that, another part of your brain is left free to roam…

Whenever I have had to do this task in the past, I have been thoroughly prepared: with my ipod. I bring it in to work, plug it into my headphones, and voila! I have instant entertainment as I am working! It is great in that it does not interfere with my work (note above: mindless task) and at the same time, I am having an awesome time because I have all the music I love streaming into my eardrums as I bop along. Score!

But alas, I am out of practice. Because it’s been a while since I’ve done this job, I’ve also forgotten to get into the habit of bringing the ipod in with me.

Never mind. There is a thing called YouTube jukebox. Type in an artists name, and watch what happens…

I really would have rather preferred a mixed tape of some sort. But as mindless task as it was, I still couldn’t justify constantly selecting and changing artists and songs as I worked along. So I typed in someone that spanned decades and time and genres and styles, and who I knew had a library of music that would keep me busy for a GOOD while. During mindless task.

The queen of pop, MADONNA.

I had forgotten how fantastic her early stuff was. I listened to tracks like La Isla Bonita, Live to Tell, Express Yourself, Into The Groove, Papa Don’t Preach… And then suddenly colleagues were asking me questions and calling me away, and I had to take off my headphones, which irritated me to NO END, and I seriously felt like saying to them “um guys? I am listening to Madonna here, take it easy!”

Acting like they are paying me or something. Anyway.

But the piece de resistance, came when another early track came randomly to play:

You know when it has been so long between plays, that you almost forget that a certain song exists? How much you loved it growing up? How much you still love it because it reminds you of your childhood, another time and place, the early artist, the contradiction in art, the ode to the former artist, the baby-face and baby voice, the men, the 80s tackiness that is so bad it is too good… the PINK? THE JEWELS?

Well I loved this song growing up, and I still do. And I am severely disappointed that it only has 7.3 million YouTube views. Boo! Come on peeps let’s up the Madonna 80s ante here.

Listening to this song today, both at work and then later at home… well it is still a classic. It ain’t gonna save the world with its lyrics, but it will put a smile on your dial and its catchy tune will imbed itself into your brain – just ask Hubbie and baby girl who were repeating it later on tonight 🙂

And after that mindless task, I needed something catchy to embed itself into my head, after all…

#702 Planned and Impromptu family day

Today was a BIG day. But it was all about LOVE.

Half of it was planned you see, when my beautiful cousin popped over with the recent princess of the family – her daughter – and we bonded all together with baby girl (despite some Diva-esque moments from my little one, still tired from that Wave Pool yesterday!) talking life, family, kids, parenting, and everything else in between.


And then later on, an unplanned, impromptu visit, by my sister and her family. We threw things together – I made my spicy rice which I have been planning on showing them the recipe for for AGES… the barbeque was turned on, radio up just as high, and there was plenty of laughter and lightness, with a gentle dose of D&M too.


Like I said, it was a BIG day. I had moments of tiredness, but the great company I was in, the love in the house, and the laughter abounding, inspired me and kept me going.

And one of the best things I heard today? Advice from my 15 year-old nephew. After telling him about my writing and blogs and stuff (I am still letting people know, s-l-o-w-l-y) and expressing some of my deep-seeded fears related to it, he sat next to me and said

“you can’t let your fear of what other people will think or say of your writing, stop you from putting yourself out there.”

And to get such instant emotional support from my family network, filled my heart with such courage, love, and joy.

Don’t you just LOVE family?! I do. 🙂 ♥♥♥

#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.


#677 Christmas carolling in the car

Ok, well not all the traditional kind, but you know what I mean.

And so started the one hour 20 minute journey to the other side of town today. With my 6 stack cd player filled with 5 Christmas albums (I decided to let the Dirty Dancing soundtrack be the only non-festive number there), I popped on, one of the biggest royalty songs of this time of year –

I mean, who hasn’t yodelled along to this and thought they were the next Messiah, I mean Mariah, in waiting?! What a terrific song and very clever money-maker. Ka-ching! $$$

But then baby girl chimed in and decided she needed her festive dose of Hi 5. So on they came

It comes from a So Fresh compilation album I have, and seriously, there are times I wonder whether I should have shown her this song. It is sooo catchy, so just a word of warning to not let your toddler hear it, or else you’ll be hearing it in your head for days and days and days.

So that happened, and because I am all Christmas-savvy, I already had my ipod plugged in and set up to play George Michael of Wham! fame, the one and only, and of course what should then conveniently come on?

Last Christmas we lost one of the best musicians around, but we will remember him each time this year comes around, as he is immortalised in this song especially.

So after yodelling some more, baby girl wanted some more Hi 5. Fine.

A different version, different cast, just because I know you want to hear ALL the versions.

I then turned it onto side 2 of the So Fresh compilation to an absolutely brilliant and poignant song, a song that makes you think of the true meaning of Christmas, and appreciate all that we have in the world that we live in:

I fell in love with this song even more after watching a documentary on the making of it, many, many years ago, where I learnt many fascinating tid-bits, one of which being that Bono initially didn’t want to sing his famous solo line

“But tonight thank God it’s them instead of you.”

Geldof insisted his singing it would make the message all the more important and meaningful. A doco that I highly recommend and that I need to get my hands on once again. And then also, sending the message of charity at this time of year is more important than one of presents and materialistic objects.

Getting into a lighter mood, I thought baby girl might appreciate an old favourite, a group I haven’t listened to for years, but when Christmas rolls around I pop on their ‘Snowed In’ album

It was Hanson, in all their youthful and Mmm Bop glory. She complained of course and said “me no like,” and I couldn’t help but think she had been brainwashed by a member of my family to say that, but come a few more songs and she was happy to hear their rendition of “Rocking Around the Christmas Tree” and also the other old school tune, “Run Run Rudolph.”

Then some more “Santa Claus is coming!” Oh woe is me.

Come on, get up. I know you want to.

Then I was like fine, I need some proper crooning in the final part of our car trip, by the guy I have been missing from Christmas festivities because he is going through some family turmoil, which I will not mention in this fun and frivolous post, but Buble I am thinking of you and sending you my love, especially to your boy.

How amazing is he? I just love it, one of the best Christmas albums around, I tell ya.

Even baby girl sings this song along with me:

I kid you not, we were there singing “Feliz Navidad” together, and I reckon all her Dora the Explorer viewing gives her a good dose of proper pronunciation.

And there you go. How can I not be grateful after an hour and 20 minutes of such festivity and fun? We turned a long car trip into a party, and now even more than ever, I can say that “Santa Claus is coming! Santa Claus is coming!”

“Santa Claus is coming, Santa Claus is coming!”


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