Thursday, 4 October 2012

making me who I am

I'm getting ready to head off to my twenty year high school reunion in a couple of weeks. It's lead to lots of reminiscing and thoughts about my story.

Ruyton Girls School
In December, 1987 my family moved from the only home we had known in Horsham, Victoria, to Melbourne, Victoria. I had just completed year 8 (2nd year of high school), my sister had one year of primary school to go, and my brother had just finished his first year of school (prep year).

My parents ran their own business, and made the move to pursue government contracts and seek "a better life" for the family. But it was only with the passing of years that I can look back and see that those years played a large part in making me the person that I am today.

I didn't have any friends my first three years at the school. It was hard work, just getting there some days - we lived over an hour's travel in. each. direction. from the school, and often left home in the dark mornings, and returned in the dark evenings.

Resilience is probably the biggest thing I learnt in those years. To get up each day, move through the motions, get passing grades (and they were passing, but only barely.) But it came crashing down when I was in year 11 (the second last year.) I got glandular fever, and was unable to complete the end-of-year exams, and with barely passing grades the school recommended I repeat the year.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about going back. I still didn't have many friends in my final years, and most of them have drifted off (or we were torn apart many years ago when I left Melbourne for Queensland. Remember, we're talking pre-internet days, here), although I am going to the reunion with my best friend from high school, thanks to facebook.

Now I just need to figure out what to wear.
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Tuesday, 26 June 2012

behind the scenes

If we're friends on facebook, you might have heard me whining recently about the demise of my dishwasher (and the ensuing attitude from the big boy), and singing last weekend when my new one was installed after a month of sentry duty in my lounge room.


But the process of installing the dishwasher involved destroying and removing the cupboard from under the sink, which was badly water damaged. But on destruction of said cupboard, we discovered that the drawers beside were also badly water damaged. So we removed them as well.


I love my dishwasher. It cleans really well. I'm getting used to looking for cutlery in the pile of drawers in the dining room. And the cleaning fluids are in the bathroom if I decide I need them.

What's happening behind the scenes at your place?
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Thursday, 12 January 2012

thursday three | 3 things in 2012

Lisa at Life As We Know It Blog has started a new weekly linky. This week she asks "what three things are you looking forward to in 2012?"


Thing one

Last October, bookings opened for the Scrapbook Savvy Retreat. After a bit of to-ing and fro-ing with Steve, we decided that he could manage for a weekend in September without me (even if it is the weekend of our 6th wedding anniversary.) So I booked, paid my deposit, and started planning to head off to my very first scrapbooking retreat.

Then my local scrapbook shop became a butterfly, closing down and re-opening in a new location with a new name and a new idea - a scrapbooking retreat. Well, I love scrapping with this bunch of ladies! So a bit more to-ing and fro-ing with Steve, and I booked, paid my deposit, and convinced a friend to come with me to my very first scrapbooking retreat in April!

Thing two

Steve is turning fifty this year. Yes, for those playing along at home, that makes him older than me. He's always wanted to go on a cruise. So we started looking at cruise options within Australia (I've always thought if you were going to spend the money, then go big and head overseas, but when we saw how big, I changed my mind.)






We're looking at this cruise from Brisbane to Cairns. With a stop in Airlie Beach (hello family). And we're already planning our shore trip in Cairns. We want to go on the sky rail. I'm already planning the pages and/or mini album.

Thing three

This year is my twenty year high school reunion. I went to school in Victoria, which will mean a weekend away (maybe I can convince a grandma to come stay for a weekend and have a child free visit to Melbourne with Steve?). I've never made it to previous reunions, but always said twenty was a must.

What three things are you looking forward to in 2012?
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Tuesday, 4 October 2011

100 days to Christmas | ornament traditions

For as long as I've had my own place with my own tree, I've added a new ornament for each person in the house to our tree. I still have all the ornaments, but I can't remember who they were placed for.

{2007}

When Steve and I got married, I asked those who came to lunch with us each year to bring an ornament to hang on the tree. But I can't remember who placed them on the tree.

{2008}

I do try to take photos of the kids decorating the tree and placing their special ornaments on the tree.

{2009}

But sometimes I get better photos than I planned. {She was singing "oh, swissmas tree, oh, swissmas tree!"} But the memories are no good to the kids locked up in my head.


That's one of the reasons that I love this ornament album created by Monika Wright (inspired by Stacy Julian) I'm going to forget about the old ornaments, and start by putting this year's memories into an album. Then next year, I can display them, just like Melissa suggested.

How do you remember the special ornaments?

 
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Friday, 17 June 2011

right now

{sunset at Shorncliffe last Sunday}

listening to Bones on tv, and the kids laughing in the courtyard

eating a lemon tart

drinking a hot cup of tea

wearing slippers with holes just starting to form

feeling unsure, a little sad, but excited to try something new in a couple of weeks

wanting to have a couple of hours to myself

needing to figure out Douglas' costume for tonight

thinking I should walk on the treadmill

enjoying the little bit of sunshine each day

wondering why I keep wondering about someone who obviously doesn't wonder about me

What are you wondering today?
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Monday, 7 March 2011

Natalie | today you are four

I have managed to share a post on each of your birthdays so far. When I showed dad the post from your first birthday, he thought he was looking at photos of Riley!

Balloons seem to be a second birthday tradition, and you still love a room full of balloons today.

You still ask if dad will be here in the morning, and love singing "jingle bells" and "twinkle little star" when Riley is distressed.

you very rarely do like you are asked to do
but will happily help clean up your toys
you want blue {bbq} sauce with everything at the moment
you were brave at the hospital last week
then you fell asleep in the car coming home
you've just started having day sleeps again
you're a brave girl who doesn't cry at daycare anymore
you want hugs as well as kisses when anyone leaves the house
you have a sweet tooth like mum
you love chicken nuggets
you decided weeks ago we have to go see the polar bears for your birthday
{next weekend, it rained this weekend}
You're a good sharer, unless you're tired, then you drive mum and dad nuts
you fall asleep within minutes of getting into bed every night


Happy Birthday Natalie!
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Sunday, 6 March 2011

the one about the bike and the police car and me

In the early 1980's Australia was the first country to introduce laws requiring bike riders to wear helmets. {source} Rosebank Products was the first company to produce helmets designed to government standards and mass-produced and marketed to the public. {source}


The stackhat was that helmet.

It became an icon of the 80's.

Yellow was the most common colour, but it was also available in white, and in later years, pink.

Mine was white. My brother and sister had yellow. My dad told me the night he brought them home that I had to have white because my head was bigger. Way to go, dad!

I think I've shared before that I grew up in Horsham, Victoria. We lived on the edge of town, and our school was visible from our front door (as was the local hospital - I had never experienced a power blackout until we left Horsham, because we were on the same power grid as the hospital), but we used to ride our bikes everywhere. I had a Malvern Star bike, kind of like this one (but it was green)



In 1986 I started high school. School was a 15 minute ride from home, and while I'd struggle to do it these days, it was just part of life, rain, hail or shine, to ride to school every day. There weren't many kids who rode from my side of town, most caught the bus, so I often rode by myself. Kids are cruel, so the helmet was often hanging off the handle bars, instead of on my head.



One day I was riding home, and in the distance I could see a bike rider pulled over by a police car. The rider wasn't wearing his helmet (but I was) and I knew he was being pulled over for not wearing his helmet. I was brought up to respect the authority of the police, so when the car came towards me, then stopped beside me, I was terrified. The officer on the passenger side motioned me over to him, and by the time I hopped off the bike and walked over to him I had tears streaming down my face. I couldn't figure out what I was in trouble for, I was wearing my helmet for a change!

Turns out they wanted to give me a sticker for being a safe bike rider and wearing my helmet! They said, yes, they had given the other rider a warning for not wearing his helmet, but I was doing the right thing, so deserved the safe rider sticker! I was so proud of that sticker when I put it on my bike that night, and it was a long time before I rode without my helmet again!

I'm linking up to Story Telling Sunday at Sian's blog


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Monday, 17 January 2011

my story about trucks and toowoomba and thankfulness

You would have had to be living under a rock for the last week to not know about the devastating floods that hit Toowoomba and Brisbane and Ipswich last Monday and Tuesday (January 10 + 11)

I shared at the start of the month a quick post to say that the floods in Queensland weren't near us, and we were doing fine. And we are still doing fine. Our house was not impacted by riverine flooding. But our lives have been impacted.

See, Steve drives a truck.


He drives to Toowoomba every.day. He drives to Ipswich before he drives to Toowoomba every.day.

Last Monday, January 10th, he called me at about 1.20pm, and told me he would be leaving Toowoomba shortly, and would probably be home by about 4pm.

At 4.30pm, I called him to ask how things were. He was annoyed with me for calling him, because it was raining, and peak hour traffic and rain was making it a long trip home. I hung up on him.

At 6pm we watched the evening news. The video above was the top story of the evening (and for the next 24hrs, until Brisbane started to flood)

Steve went to work as normal on Tuesday morning, but because the roads were closed heading to Toowoomba, he just did a local run. I spent most of the day glued to facebook.

On Wednesday, we woke to the media coverage of the Ipswich/Brisbane devastation. Work was canceled, so we spent the day watching the news unfold, and saying thanks for Steve's near miss.

And it was a near miss. He didn't tell me until late Wednesday afternoon that as he drove down the main street of Toowoomba (which is the street in the video above) the water was up to the axle.of.the.truck.

So I told him off for driving through the water, and said a silent thank you that he made it safely home.

Tomorrow, Steve makes his first trip to Toowoomba since last Monday. I'm quietly saying thanks for him to make it home safely again.
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Friday, 19 November 2010

Happy Birthday....

Douglas! Nine years old today!


Quote of the day "I remember my old birthday when I was little"
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Sunday, 24 October 2010

let's eat!

 
if you're visiting from Liberty Cottage, hello and welcome. If not, welcome also, we're blog hopping around the world today, reflecting on food and our lives. You can start at the beginning at Over at Our Place, or follow the links from here. 

 I HATE fruit mince pies! I know, with all the English in the family, how is it possible? But there's just something about the feel of them in my mouth... mind you, I haven't tried one since I became a grown up, it's my seven-year-old-self that can still taste them and refuses to try again.

But it's only 63 sleeps until Christmas, and that means I need to start baking them! I have always had this philosophy about cooking that if I don't eat it, I won't make it, but there's something about Christmas without fruit mince pies that just doesn't feel right.

I'm surrounded by people who DO like fruit mince pies. Well, maybe not surrounded, my mum and sister are over 1000kms away, but their Christmas isn't complete without a box of fruit mince pies turning up on the doorstep. And Steve and Douglas enjoy them. The girls, on the otherhand, are just like their mum and refuse to let the fruit mince filling past their lips!

Fruit mince pies don't work without this Kenwood mixer. That's why mum doesn't bake them any more, I have the mixer. The mixer that mum was given as an engagement present (if you're the counting sort, she got engaged two years before getting married, and I was born two years after the wedding, making the mixer FORTY years old this year. I hope to get to FORTY years old sometime soon!)

The recipe for the fruit mince pie pastry was a closely guarded secret of my mum's growing up (ie, she couldn't be bothered writing it down until I told her she HAD to, so I could use the recipe, because there was no way my baby-brain was going to remember the ingredients in the right quantities and produce a pastry that would be edible!) I always make a double quantity for the first batch of the season, because I share them around. Most years I get to make 2 or 3 batches!

The first ingredient up is butter. Now, if I've converted the quantities properly, you need 2 sticks of butter (250g) for the double quantity (so, only 1 stick/125g for 1 batch which makes I'm-not-sure-how-many-fruit-mince-pies, cause I've never counted how many in a batch!) Once the butter is soft enough to be mixed (the summer heat usually helps soften the butter in less than an hour here), you need to cream it with 1 cup of caster sugar (I don't think there is an American equivalent, caster sugar is just very fine white sugar that dissolves quicker, but I've made recipes using regular white sugar, it just took a bit longer to blend. Please let me know if there is an American equivalent, I've got lots of recipe sharing ahead of me this year!)

Once the butter and sugar are well blended, you need to mix in two eggs. I'm lazy, and break them straight into the bowl of the mixer, but if you want, you can break them into a cup/bowl/plate and then pour them into the mix. Mix on a low speed, because you don't want to over-mix. Now it's time for the flour. 3 cups of self-raising flour for the double batch (once again, I'm not sure if there's an American equivalent, I believe you add baking powder or bicarb and cream of tartar to all-purpose flour as your raising agent?)

Adding the flour is tricky, because to get the mixture just right you need to listen to the sound the mixer makes. Sometimes 3 cups of flour aren't enough, and you may need to add more until the mixer sounds just right. What does it sound like? Well, I'm not really sure I can describe it (it seems that I'm still a bit sketchy on the finer points of the noise, and have been known to add too much flour, resulting in a crumbly mess when you take that first bite) Trust me, if you listen closely, you'll hear the motor change slightly, and that's when the pastry is just the right amount of mixed.

Next, you press out the pastry into the pan. Only a round bottom pan will work! (I've had this tray for four years, it's a very good non-stick tray, so I never add any grease or releasing agent to the tray. I'm sure if you have some other tray that you use, it would work, but mum used to say that round-bottomed trays were the best. This year I'm thinking of splurging and buying a second tray!) Mum used to neaten the edges of the pastry up by slicing with a butter knife, but after the first year of doing that I found it too fiddly and time consuming, so we go with rustic charm.

Robertson's is the only fruit mince I have ever used. It's only been in the last five years or so that another brand of fruit mince has become available (and I have no idea what it is, because I've never bought it.) Some years I look at the recipes for homemade fruit mince, but I come to my senses very quickly and realise that I would be setting myself up for another job that I won't complete. Why do that when I can take the "easy" road, and actually make fruit mince pies, right? Once the pie bases are ready, go ahead and spoon a small mound of fruit mince into the middle. This is another one of those not-an-exact-science-but-you-need-to-figure-it-out-by-the-feel-of-the-pie things. The first year I made pies, I used 1 jar of fruit mince for 18 pies. And everyone complained, because it was too-much-fruit-mince, leaving a fruit mince taste behind! So now I mound a tea spoon, and fill two bases with one mound.

Using well-floured hands, press a small mound of pastry out flat with the heel of your hand, and place it on top of the pastry. Press down the edges to create a seal, and continue on until all the pies are covered. You could neaten the edges up again, placing all the scraps back inoto the bowl to be used for the next batch, but once again, I go with rustic.

Pies are baked in the oven at 180degrees centigrade (which is a moderate oven of 340degrees farenheit, but I haven't checked, just guessed, so be sure to check!) until golden brown (about 15-20 minutes, I think) or they smell ready. I now, not very helpful, but I have discovered from sharing recipes here on my blog that I tend to do a lot of my baking by smell! Comes from having an oven that didn't seal properly for so many years, now I have an oven with a proper seal I need to retrain myself how to cook poperly!

Once the pies are cooled, you can ice them. About one cup of icing sugar (confectioner's sugar), and the juice of one lemon to the desired consistency. You can see in the top photo, it isn't fruit-mince-pie-making-day if you don't get to clean the drips of lemon icing up off the kitchen bench at the end of the day!

(While I've been typing this post out, I've had visions of my mum standing at the kitchen bench of our house in Melbourne, hands covered in flour, and each of us keeps popping into the kitchen to pinch a small morsel of pastry to stuff in our mouths. I don't know what year it is, but it isn't Cjristmas without mum making fruit ince pies, which is why I try to keep the tradition alive. If only I had the photos to share!)

Do you like fruit mince pies? What food is a must-have-at-Christmas-or-else-it-isn't-Christmas?

Now you're off to visit Rhona, happy hopping!
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Thursday, 21 October 2010

the perfect cup of tea...

inspired by Deb's post

 My dad is English. Steve's parents are English, and he spent a number of years living in England. Sorry to stereotype, but these English people I know drink A LOT of tea. I've gone through stages of tea drinking and coffee drinking. I can't drink coffee when I'm pregnant or feeding, so it's been a few years since I had a cup of coffee. So I drink A LOT of tea.

I'm very fussy about how my cup of tea is made. I only like half a spoon of sugar, and not a lot of milk. And I like to drink it while it's hot. I would rather start again than reheat a cup of tea in the microwave.

And the cup has to be perfect, too. Hold just the right amount of liquid, have a good size mouth, and a rim that isn't too hard to drink from. The handle needs to have plenty of space for my fingers (one finger on my left hand doesn't bend, due to a fracture 15 years ago, so I hold things akwardly), and the cup can't be too heavy when full.

Steve likes small cups in the morning before work, and big cups in the evening when we're unwinding together (on the rare occasion that all children are asleep before we are).

This is my perfect tea cup. It comes in red, lime green and blue. I'm getting rid of all others (except the small white ones for Steve), and filling my cupboard with these.

Do you have the perfect cup for drinking?
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Tuesday, 17 August 2010

a history of camping in photos and words

Some time ago, I shared a post that inspired me to say to the family "let's go camping" We finally got there last weekend. We were one child down, because Chloe has whooping cough, but it was definately an adventure.

We had planned to get away from home by 1pm, but it was 3pm before we finally had the car packed and ready to go.

We went to a national park site, called Archer, just an hour's drive from home. I have always said my one requirement for camping is a toilet, and this site fulfilled that need!

We bought our tent off ebay, because that was the cheapest option at the time. We only practiced setting it up once, in our rumpus room, so really had no idea how long it would take to be ready. It took an hour.

I had no plans to hold Riley all day and keep him clean, I just let him roam around. He wasn't concerned about the dirt, and happily crawled after the kids as they checked everything out. He was even very good around the fire.

The other requirement for camping is a campfire for toasting marshmallows. The kids don't like toasted marshamllows on chocolate coated biscuits (kind of s'mores-style), but the marshmallows were pretty good, and they loved being allowed to do the toasting themselves.

A kookaburra came to visit in the morning. (we left all clocks in the car, so we have no idea just how early the kids woke us up, but it was early. And cold.)

We are already planning our next trip.
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Thursday, 24 June 2010

can I borrow that idea?

so many ideas! It's a rainy day, perfect for clicking on links and not feeling guilty about the other stuff I "should" be doing!


O.M.G.
This is definately going on the "I-must-make-this-cause-it's-so-freaking-cool" list


Everyone I know (except hubby and I) drinks coffee, so I get to keep this one for myself


I've never looked at this site before, despite all the links people post
These rules caught my eye, and I might have a go at putting something together for our family
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Friday, 28 May 2010

5 {senses} on Friday

I am hearing the cat whining about being kicked off Nat's bed

I am seeing a lovely pile of fabric, cut and ready to sew into quilts

I am tasting Cadbury peppermint chocolate

I am feeling sore muscles in my legs, walking each night is having an affect

I am smelling something tickling my nose, I think it's cat hair
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Friday, 21 May 2010

5 {links I love} on Friday

I haven't had much reading time this week {teething bubba}



Pip Lincoln has an excellent article at Make and Meaning about slowing down


Jen Mohler hijacked Stacy's blog this week.
This idea ties in with the Project SYS workshop and classes at BPS
(of course, I signed up, again, before any discount coupons were offered)


A use for fabric scraps! And such an awesome one!



I love everything that Julie shares
{I wish I could let go and create like she does!}



Learning to crochet is now on my list of things to do
{via The Haby Goddess on facebook}
{other links here and video links via Lollychops here}
{projects I want to make here and above at Lollychops, those flowers look awesome!}
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Tuesday, 11 May 2010

you are 8 months old

(and mumma has blogged on time!)



{you wouldn't hold still for the camera}
you still have only two teeth, but others are hurting you
commando crawling is your movement of choice
you follow the kids wherever they are playing
you've been saying "da da da" for about three weeks now
and you know that it means "dad"
still not fond of food, but we keep trying
you're a sticky beak/people watcher when we're out and about
you are wearing size 0 clothes
you can sit unassisted for a few minutes at a time
you get terrible nappy rash when you're teething
tears soon wash away to a smile when mum or dad pick you up
you still don't like long car trips
you've eaten cat kibble a couple of times in the last week

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