#489 Dancing in the kitchen with my loves part 5

Loves Loves LOVES. ALL my LOVES.

It was actually my sister and bro-in-laws impromptu visit late this afternoon that made me first go ‘this is heading to my gratitude blog today.’ We had had no real, or proper, or concrete (and for that case, ‘fun’) plans for tonight, so when they called and said they were coming – like literally, in the car and on their way – we knew it was going to be one of those nights.

Those great, spontaneous, super-memorable and fun nights.

Of course, they weren’t gonna stay late. Of course, they said they would leave, the early statements starting from 8pm.

Of course, Hubbie wouldn’t drink much – after all he had a really bad chesty cough, and was under-the-weather.

Of course it would be low-key.

Yeah, right.

They left at 11:30pm.

Hubbie drank alright.

And we sang and played music all night long. Oh yeah, and danced.***

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As sis said tonight, “baby girl had no choice being born into our families.” We all love to party, and dance. And tonight, we boogied and jumped and carried each other around, stood on stools and yelled our lungs out, with a few choice and memorable songs being

“Love is All Around Me” – Wet Wet Wet

“Lido” – Boz Scaggs

“Shape of You” – Ed Sheeran

“Come said the Boy” – Mondo Rock

“Groove is in the Heart” – Dee-lite

and sooo many more, all blasting out of our new portable speaker!

Love the songs, love the new speaker, and love all of these people, making memories in our kitchen… :):):)

 

***Can you tell I’m going for the award of best blurry photos on the net? My disposition for unclear and hazy photos has nothing to do with trying to remain anonymous, I promise 😉

 

#479 (Un) Expected Parcel

Lately it feels like we are BILL-city. We have payments and fees and unexpected notices and amounts outstanding coming out of our every orifice. So it was nice when I received a package today that I’ve been expecting for a few days now…

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I was so happy and surprised to receive a phone call from Harvey Norman late last week, telling me that the photo print competition I had entered only a month or so earlier, when I was printing 200+ photos for memory boards for my parents anniversary party, well, I had won! Well, one of the prizes on offer, which was the above-posted Bluetooth portable speaker!

What a nice and pleasant surprise! We know how cool it is since my bro-in-law has one and positions it around the house depending on where we’re sitting when we’re over, so it’s awesome to think we now have one, and we got it, for free!

Winning a competition! I feel as excited as I did when I won some comps from a kids mag when I was about 11, and got an Ariel doll in the mail…

I’m grateful for unexpected moments like these 🙂 Helps ease bill-tension and stress, too 😉

#469 First taste of Filtered Coffee

It was while being grateful for a LONG overdue catch-up with Best Man and Fam today, that later on in the evening I had another reason to be grateful.

Filtered coffee.

Hubbie’s bestie asked if we wanted a taste of a special blend, and of course there wasn’t much chance of us saying no, being all coffee snobs and all. Off to the kitchen he went to begin the ‘process.’

The ‘process’ went for a good 5 minutes. There was a large jug, something like a fine sieve up top, hot water that went into this, and then ground coffee on top, to just sit. For a good few minutes.

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Finally it was brought to the table, and we had our first taste.

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Did I tell you Hubbie’s bestie is a coffee rep? How bloody convenient for us. Like, seriously. He told me that if that coffee were unfiltered, there would be earthier notes coming out, but this being filtered, there were fruiter ones. I asked him why exactly the coffee is filtered, and he went on an explanation saying you can have coffee in a variety of ways, and offered a detailed explanation, but the music in the room was too loud, and the kids were running around us and having the time of their lives, so the message got lost in the air. I nodded and drank.

It was watery, quite light, yet still strong. I could get used to it, as it is different, and I like different, but still pleasant. He said it’s a good morning coffee, and I could see why.

Tasting different coffees, one day at a time.

All hail different ways to drink coffee.

‘Hail different ways to drink coffee.’

😉

#460 Dancing in the kitchen with my loves part 4

I still had an ample collection of folk songs on my ipod back from my Dad’s 70th birthday. Yes. I love being super-organised.

I sat on the floor beside the stereo, making sure these songs could definitely play out of there… you know, you do these ‘tests,’ ‘in case,’ before any big event.

Suddenly, loud folk music started blaring out. Pass.

And then baby girl responded in her true nature: she started to dance.

It’s funny how you can completely love a song, or as was this case, songs, and yet never listen to them. Hearing the songs I used to hear around my parents home as a child, brought back the warmest and fondest memories. I love these songs, they remind me of such joy, a naïve and innocent and beautiful time, and yet I never listen to them.

I probably should.

And seeing my daughter dance with such glee to them, well, it touched a very special part of my heart.

Baby girl ran circles around the kitchen, laughing happily, and every so often went over to the stereo to turn the volume dial right up. She then added an action to her circles, and blew a kiss to me, her fingers touching her lips every time she came near me with a loud “mwa!”

I did “mwa!” back, and soon the kitchen was filled with running, delirious laughter, and a lot of air-kisses.

Oh, and also folk music 🙂

 

 

#447 Dancing in the kitchen with my loves part 3

(Apologies for the post delay, it WAS written, just the net was down and I couldn’t post)

It was a big day of preparation, cleaning, then cooking, hosting and entertaining as our close family group came together.

After everyone went home, and we were left cleaning up, a song came on the iPod shuffle – one from my native land that I love, and haven’t heard for a while.

“No, put it back!” I insisted to Hubbie, who had just skipped forward. He pressed a button and it went back to those soft, dreamy guitar notes I haven’t heard for so long. Baby girl came into the room as I swayed from side to side, rinsing dishes, and she held her arms out to me. I knew she was tired, but my mother instinct was turned right up – she wasn’t 100%.

I hoisted her up and danced with her around the kitchen, breaking into song, her exhausted face looking at me with a tired smile.

“Od plavog neba, ljepsi su oci tvoje,

Od svega vise volim te srce moje.”

We waltzed around the kitchen with her high up in my arms, and with Hubbie watching on in adoration, he soon got up from his spot to join us, wrapping us in a hug.

“Zlatne strune, sviraj tebi, ovu pjesmu jace!”

I belted out the song as much as I could, we swayed for a few more moments, and then baby girl’s weight (and wiggling) got too much to bare and I had to put her down.

But, no matter what occasion it is, dancing in the kitchen is most definitely the highlight of the night for me:)

(And, if you don’t understand the above lyrics, as I expect you can’t, go and learn yourself some Croatian… if only to understand the song, it is truly beautiful).

#419 Spaghetti bolognaise

Phil Collins again. “I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life…”

No, not really. About a week. But I could look forward to it EVERY DAY.

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I love pasta. I was craving a simple spaghetti bolognaise since last week, and I knew this would go down well with baby girl, as she too, LOVES pasta.

She insisted on it plain, which doesn’t faze me much I have to say. I like her preference for simple things, the fact that she doesn’t need much hoo ha, much salt, much sugar… yeah, she’ll still eat it. But her first preference is plain.

Plain and simple.

Yet even she too, upon later tasting the ‘saucy’ pasta, rubbed her tummy and did “mmm” sounds to confirm that it was, yes, YUM.

Beautiful spaghetti on a weeknight, a glass of red, Prince’s Purple Rain in the background with next-generation-fan baby girl swaying to and fro, surrounded by my family… that’s a pretty perfect night for me 🙂

#415 Good, baking, Friday

Just some of my W.I.Ps today:

I’ve got a lot of baking to do for Easter which is in two days, and I was more than happy to spend my day off today with my family, on a cold and grey and not too impressive day, just baking at home.

Baby girl played with her blocks, Hubbie played some instruments… and I baked.

Baby girl watched Tangled, Hubbie listened to music… and I baked.

Baby girl lined up all her Kinder ‘surprises,’ Hubbie watched youtube videos of cars he was frothing for… and I baked.

And I really enjoyed it all:)

The smell of muffins, melted chocolate, and moulded cake pops filled the walls of our home, and surrounded by that, and my family… well I think that makes for a pretty Good Friday, don’t you? 😉