Monday, November 30, 2009
This post is kind of a continuation from the previous post. Kind of. Well….it relates to that ‘end of year-ness’ / end of another season kind of thought.
How did it get so late so soon?
It's night before it's afternoon.
December is here before it's June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?
Last week, several beautiful photos arrived via email from some of our good friends. The photos were of their darling daughter, one of the most gorgeous “Shirley Temple” lookalikes on planet Earth. Actually, miles cuter and way more cherubic, than the original Shirley ever was. It got me thinking about what a TREASURE this wee one is to her parents, in so many ways. And I love the way proud parents (K & I are especially notorious for this….please forgive us world!) send zillions of photos zapping all around the world – a great way of sharing our TREASURE with loved ones.
Anyway, being a woman and all that, one thought lead to another. I got musing about how quickly time flies, and how important it is to treasure the precious years with your children. They grow so quickly! It only feels like yesterday that my boys were helpless wee babes…and then chubby toddlers…and then starting school. And now, I have one foot dangling vicariously in the High School years…just where have those years gone???!
The end of the school year, always reminds me of the passing of another year for my boys. They are another year older, another school year wiser. And with each year, I see their maturity increasing. The other day as I passed their bedrooms, I paused to treasure the realisation of how their personalities are reflected in the way they keep their rooms. One of my sons has developed into a very tidy young man. His room can be guaranteed to be always, like ALWAYS, immaculate (though this was definitely NOT the way he began!).
Next door, the story is less predictable. Usually, the room has a distinctly “Major Work In Progress!” look to it. However, more often in recent days, the room has become a squidgen tidier and the bed making has definitely improved! It has improved so much that I had to take a second look one day, at the transformation… it made me smile and brought that ‘Awwww” to my heart. The impeccably made bed had an important addition to it!
Cuddly is, as cuddly does!
And that’s the wonderful thing I guess -
as our kids change, they leave us a treasure trove of memories...
I appreciated the timely reminder to TREASURE the moments, and TREASURE the memories!
Friday, November 27, 2009
DID YOU HEAR THE NOISE??! Did you hear the SCREAMING??!
Did you see the teachers with their hands over their ears, as the students watch the clock and count down?
Did you see the huge FLOOD OF KIDS streaming out of every entrance, exit, doorway….
Running, skipping, jumping, like they’re on a sugar high (which is quite likely the case, after the endless parties today)…
The hot, hot Australian afternoon sun beating down on pink, red, caramello, bald, ‘hatted’, or hairy…
Did you see the girls holding hands and hugging each other like they’re NEVER EVER gonna see each other again?
Did you see the boys racing across the fields, arms outstretched, yelling “FREEDOM!”?
Did you see the kids saying their tearful goodbyes to those who are moving on?
Did you see the camels…oops, I mean, moms – laden down with empty baking tins and hats and bags and beautiful pieces of ‘art’ ?
Did you see the dads with kids hanging off them, like human monkeybars?
Did you see the parents making out like sheepdogs – trying to guide their kids towards the car and home?
Did you see the teachers smile – amusement, satisfaction, anticipation?
Did you see the teachers sigh – a touch of sadness, relief, sheer exhaustion?
Did you FEEL the EXCITEMENT?
Cos TODAY was THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL for 2009 !!!!
HURRAY!! WOOHOO!! YEEHAA!! OOOH YEAH!!
We have been waiting for this day for a LONGGGGGGG time.
Bring on the SUMMER HOLIDAYS! Roll on the GOOD TIMES!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Exercise (or the lack of) is a perennial issue….especially as I slip into the ‘nether years’. You know it’s a concerning issue when you stand at the top of a flight of stairs and you get the distinct impression that if you fall down them, you’re gonna BOUNCE!
Someone wise once said, “Horses sweat, men perspire, and women glow!”
I’ll bet that person didn’t originate from around these parts. Maybe from some airconditioned gymnasium in Hollywood….?
I don’t know about you Ange of the North, but I’m struggling to know when is best to get out to do some exercise. Quite apart from the time factor and the motivation (which is necessarily increasing proportionate to my expanding girth), the weather is NOT AT ALL conducive to outdoor exercise. For some reason, I don’t function well early in the mornings….though things are getting so desperate that I’m even considering a 5am start. (Now, I wonder how long THAT would last…!). You see, by the time I take the boys to school, it’s already at least 9am and the sun has been pounding our land for several hours already. It’s HOT, it’s usually HUMID, and I’m really quite averse to being a DRIP. Sorry, I meant AGLOW. So that leaves the other end of the day, after the sun has set and the weather has hopefully cooled down a tad….yeah right! Extracurricular activities, dinner, bedtime.
And my guess, is that you have the opposite problem in the Great White North – cold and wet. Different kinda DRIP.
Hmmm. My one conclusion from all of this, is that is one reason why gyms will always continue to do well. I may yet have to succumb….
All this talk about exercise made me think about more sedentary things. Yesterday, as I worked at my desk, I could see these two birds sitting on our guttering. They sat there for hours, just quietly enjoying being together, letting the wind ruffle their feathers, preening themselves and each other at times, listening to the other birdcalls around them, and just enjoying the view.
I don’t know what kind of birds they are, but they were kinda cute.
Funny how the mind works, but I caught myself thinking, that we humans could learn a bit from them.
I was grateful for moments in my week when I have had a chance to pause and reflect…I’d like more of those moments. I am grateful for friends and family who will do life together with me…whatever it takes. I’m grateful for a perch…a place to call home where I can be myself and lay my head each night. And I love the view….no matter where we are, there is always something we can be grateful for.
I guess I should be grateful that my bod can still exercise, my appetite is still voracious, my pores still work very well, and my desire to exercise vs my fear of early mornings is still hopelessly optimistic!
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
There are just some things a mother (or at least, THIS mother) just doesn’t do.
Anything involving wires, battery packs, or logical construction…
(eg. showing how electricity in a simple circuit moves from an outside power source and into the home)
Anything involving wildlife (eg. cane toads) in my refrigerator, or bits of animal in recognisable form…(eg. using a fresh cow tongue to highlight the tongue as the most dangerous weapon in our world)
And anything involving getting my head underwater…(eg. synchronised swimming of sorts!)
There are just some things that Dads do so much better!
Monday, November 9, 2009
We also took classes, where we created cute mini-books and layouts. It was exhausting. In a good way.
It's amazing how Canadians and Americans can live so close and be so very different. Our cultures may look the same, but they're not really. Maybe a bit like Kiwis and Ozzies. I was intrigued as I listened to all those American women with their twangy accents.
All this shopping and hedonism left me pretty tired; I'm not used to gallivanting like this!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
I really think that some of the very BEST Mangoes in the world are grown right here in Australia. Bowens, Kensington Prides, R2E2s etc……
They are luscious, juicy, sweet, tangy, and simply perfect. Often, Mangoes sold in other parts of the world can have little or no flavour, have blemishes or bugs, or are so small as to render them wholly unrewarding to eat. The ones we get here are fleshy specimens of a worthy size, dripping with heavenly nectar – beautiful to look at and delectable to eat!…
We are a few weeks into the Mango season now and the fruit is becoming richer and tastier. The Mango season is quite short so we are feeding our faces and freezing as much as we can, for when times are lean!…
If you’ve never tried a fresh, ripe mango from these parts….you’ve never lived!