#1882 Sunday Our Day no. 5

Nothing screams “Sunday Stay Home!” like a freezing cold, wintery blast that has descended upon your temperamental weather city.

And coming off the back of a busy day yesterday, it was all the more exciting to just do nothing.

Excitement… at nothing. Huh.

Whether it was watching Netflix. (I started the new season of Riverdale this weekend).

Cleaning and clearing out baby girl’s room.

Making a slow lentil soup.

A coffee break with my family.

I had the best time, with zero guilt associated, in just doing nothing in particular…

Just dabbling a little here, and little there.

No pressure. All relax. 😁

#1823 Better family time

Today I realised with amusement when we put Cobra Kai on, that baby girl is pretty much watching it too.

Hubbie and I pop it on, get excited by whatever 80s track they put on at the start, and then proceed to escape into the world of KA-RA-TAY for the next 30 minutes or so.

And lately, baby girl is joining us.

Why? On Sunday she got grounded… from playing on her ipad.

It was all Hubbie’s doing, and I’m not saying that like I disagree with his decision. Yes, she definitely had it coming after acting up majorly on the weekend. But when it comes to removing things from her, I am on the softer side.

If we’re at the shops and she asks for a toy – “No!”

She wants another chocolate? – “No!”

Wants to repeatedly bounce the basketball in the house? – “NO!”

But when it comes to removing things, I balk. I withdraw. Because if I remove something, most likely I’ll be the one paying for her upset state, since I AM home with her the majority of the time.

But this happened when I was out of the house, you see. Almost like a blessing in disguise.

Amazingly, it’s been a bit of a novelty for her. She talks about how she is grounded, and I think it makes her feel grown up, like a teenager. She hasn’t even asked for it back earlier… I would have caved in, without her even asking. Hubbie has been so tough, so strong… like the way I am usually! But this time, I’m like “aww, I feel sorry for her” (not in front of her of course, you can’t let your kids see your weakness, or else they’ll know they OWN YOU mwa ha ha).

She is meant to go without ’til Sunday… but I think she may get an early reprieve come the start of the weekend. 😁

But it’s seriously been good. She keeps herself busy with other activities, and I think it’s given her an appreciation and understanding of all the other creative things she can do with her spare time, and helped her to realise she actually CAN go without the bloody device.

And it means she spends more time with us, watching Cobra Kai.

Another device. 🤦‍♀️🤣

You get my drift. 😉

(Can someone confirm for me that Cobra Kai remains mildly kid-friendly for the rest of Seasons 2 and 3?)

#1791 Thank God it’s Sunday

Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday.

Or for us, it could read like this:

Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday.

Because we’re on holiday time baby!

😁😁😁😁

We finally got back to one of our fave family places, where we dine, and play.

Southland. The places in question? TGI Fridays and Totally Games.

I had this delicious cocktail with my dinner, because of course that is the ultimate way to start a holiday break now isn’t it?

And then we went on to the most anticipated part of the evening (according to baby girl) where we played a crap load of games at Totally Games.

You know what was the best? Even better than baby girl squealing at each game we played, or getting the crappy little presents for all the money we poured into them?

It was Hubbie letting her win the Mario driving game.

I found it so weird that during the game she got to the lead, because well frankly, Hubbie used to live and breathe these kinds of games growing up, and still has a strong knack for them. As she screamed with delight when she crossed the video finishing line, I looked at Hubbie who gave me a wink.

“Shhh.”

Awww. And that’s a really simply way, to make everyone happy. 😍😍🥰🥰

#1771 ‘My’ day, ‘their’ day

At first I really wanted to bring baby girl along with me.

But the coronavirus restrictions imposing a guest limit, turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

Of course the thought of her being there beside me made me happy. It was a bridal shower. It was a girls girls girls afternoon out, with pretty and dainty cakes, various tones of mauve and blush, and a beautiful entry into the delicate, finer and charming things in life.

But like I’d said. Restrictions on numbers meant adults only.

Days leading up to the event, it dawned on me.

Hell yeah! I deserved a beautiful afternoon out where I could relax and enjoy, indulging in some fine food, gorgeous company and pretty surroundings.

Sans child. Without the usual –

“Put that down!”

“Don’t touch the cake, it’s not time yet!”

“Keep your voice down!”

“SHHHHHH!”

“For the love of God, stop!”

Yeah, that.

And so I did. I had a beautiful afternoon as expected. It was relaxed and leisurely, sunny and funny, and perfect for a Sunday in December.

Turns out I wasn’t the only one who had a great day.

Hubbie and baby girl ended up having a Daddy-Daughter day.

Like I said, blessing in disguise, for us ALL.

Because they don’t get a lot of time, just them two, together. It’s usually baby girl and I, and a couple of days a week it’s all 3 of us…

So today was kinda special. 😍

They did grocery shopping. They bought my Chrissie pressie… and kept the secret to themselves.

She scrapped her knee running, and cried. He picked her up, put Dettol on her wounds, and bandaged them up.

She talked and talked and talked. She told him things, he listened. He admired how much she’s grown.

How much she is growing up each and every day.

And this evening, as I watched her apply the brand new lip balm that her Dad had bought her, on him NO LESS, well I got a little emotional.

Leaving them alone was the best idea ever. 💖💖

#1757 Capping off a great weekend

After so long of seeing no one, it feels like this weekend we have seen everyone.

Well, almost everyone.

Actually I lie, there are still loads of people to see… see, I’m so used to not being social that I’m forgetting about who we actually used to interact with.

So many people.

Today was a great day to finish off a really full, exciting, loving and happy weekend. It was my nephew’s 15th birthday, and can I just say, I think all Sundays should include…

Cake

Drinks

Family

Love

Celebrations.

That is ALL. That’s not a hard list, right?

Yep. All you really need is LOVE.

#1715 Day 217 of getting there: Sunday coffee, cake and old tunes

3pm is coffee time in our household.

The sky was grey, the clouds were several. Wisps of rain occasionally flew down on the ground outside.

I looked out the window, and strands of a song from long ago wafted into my head.

Soon, I had rain coming through the stereo, and someone was crying a river.

Or, singing about one. 😉

I left the rest of the album on, Justified it was. An album I listened to SO much as a young adult. Also, one that I haven’t listened to in years…

And yet, I found myself belting out the lyrics, every breath, every “ooh,” every gasp, because it was engrained in me.

As the music filled the house, it put me in a truly happy state, and I sipped my coffee, ate my amazing apple cake, and everything felt really good.

Finding new ways to distract myself, and get there, EVERY SINGLE DAY.

#1673 Day 175 of getting there: up to my eyeballs in photos

In the afternoon, on this glorious sunny Spring Sunday, I went upstairs to sit on the bed, rays of sunshine streaming through the window, and proceeded to fill up photo albums with photos.

It’s been a mammoth task I’ve been trying to do for the longest time, even pre-iso… but being in iso, makes things all the more easier to do.

I sat for a few hours, and filed up to 800 photos.

800 photos.

What makes this horrific, is that these photos are from 2015.

Yes, it is shocking that I am over 5 years behind in my photo record-keeping. But this isn’t even the major reason why the 800 photos are horrific.

It’s horrific because, those photos are from Jan 2015… to July 2015.

800 photos from only that small time frame!

And it isn’t even ALL of Jan, or ALL or July that’s included…

So if we take 800 photos, per 6 months…

That’s 1600 photos a year.

Times 5…

8000!

😲😲

I can’t be printing out photos at that rate!

But yet, photos. Memories.

I kinda have to.

So despite all my catchup today, of putting printed out tangible photos into sleeves of photo albums, I think I’m going to have to start doing the photo book thing.

The photos are lasered or printed on the paper, so the pages don’t become bulky, and with the slim book design, they are smaller and easier to store.

I love having a record of photos taken. Sure I keep them digitally too, but there’s nothing like going back in time as you leaf through memories of the past…

So tell me. How do you store photos? Do you print, or make photo books? And if you do photo books, which ones are the best ones? Help me please!

Photo by Vladyslav Dukhin on Pexels.com

#1582 Day 84 of getting there: Soon we’ll be found

It was Sunday night dinner-time, we were doing our usual youtube merry-go-round, and it was my time to pick a song.

I was over the same old, same old. We played the same songs repeatedly.

Hubbie would play The Weeknd, or the freaking Roses song. Oh if you haven’t heard it, look up Roses by SAINt JHN remix.

I ain’t putting it on here. I hear it too much already. It’s a great song, but you know when someone repeats something so much, they absolutely kill it for you?

That’s what Hubbie does.

The other song he had only rediscovered this morning was Don’t Let Me Down by Chainsmokers and Daya. It’s only a few years old, but he had forgotten about it, only to remember it all over again and play it again, repeatedly throughout the day. And again, check out the song on youtube… but this song gets bloody stuck in your head to the point that you’re like ARGH! Get it out!

Baby girl sways strongly between the two of us. She will put on a song Hubbie loves, or I love… or she’ll go and put on Dance Monkey which she was obsessed with ’til recently, or some Frozen music medley, which can sometimes go on for 20 minutes, so we force a cap of 4-5 minutes.

Me on the other hand, well you all know I am massively into music royalty at the moment, i.e. Queen. And I punctuate that currently with Madonna and Prince. But like I said, we’ve been listening to the same old, for too long, and I wanted my turn to be something different, something we hadn’t heard in a while.

Something slow. I was in a heartfelt song mood.

It then hit me.

“What’s that SIA song?” I asked Hubbie, the biggest SIA fan I know. “Where she sings “I’m tired, can we just sleep tonight…?”

He continued the song, catching the words before he said confidently “Soon we’ll be found” and started clicking away on youtube.

He brought up a 2008 performance on Letterman. Yes, David Letterman. I was stunned that a year before we had gotten married, this Aussie chick was heading over to the U.S and making her big American debut.

You go girl.

“Let’s not fight, I’m tired can’t we just sleep, tonight…”

It’s a great performance. She sings it better than she does the recorded version, and watching her hands perform is as mesmerising as listening to her voice.

She is uncovered, so this is truly back in the day. No hair to hide behind, no short blonde do that covers her eyes and nose just so. She is characteristic SIA, which is one of the reasons why we love her, and she is giddy with happiness when she finishes her performance, jumping up and down in joy which can only be interpreted as “I did it! I performed on Letterman!”

It is so wonderful to watch.

The performance begins after 1:10. The song is moving and takes you on a journey, and it fit my mood perfectly tonight.

My favourite line? “Let’s not fight, I’m tired can’t we just sleep, tonight?”

So beautiful. Enjoy, as we all did.

#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…

 

#1485 Photos from a public holiday

After cleaning all day Saturday and then having our friends over that night, versus going to three different places NO LESS yesterday and being away from the house for 12 hours, it was so well-timed that we had another day to relax, chill and catch-up, on this public holiday day.

Some photos, that capture the quiet (and maybe some crazy):

A bike ride to the park

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The swings… what else?

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Baby girl deciding to catch tonight’s sunset (ain’t she got great aim? ;))

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And then moi, deciding to catch tonight’s FULL MOON

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You can’t control crazy-busy weekends, you gotta take them as they come, because as sure as they fly over so too do those long and quiet days settle in when the weather gets colder… but it sure is a blessing to have an extra day, somewhere, anywhere, to allow you to relax… just a bit.

Ahhh.