The weekend over one down three more to go. My love hate for the weekend still exist but as the boys get older it’s getting easier I’m vowing not just to exist through the weekend but to live it. So this weekend we went out exploring. Went on a waterfall hunt. Typically as it is with boys an obscure path was found and once said path was found we couldn’t stay on it and ordinarily I would have said no I don’t have towels go not a step further but even I couldn’t resist the steep descent and muddy stairs that had been built into the tree roots below. The end result apart from our terribly muddy bottoms as the ground slid from under us and tree roots not holding our weight was a sight to behold. Reaching the bottom of the stairs; finally squeezing through a fern and moss-covered tunnel it opened in front of us like something out of the lost world again and typically I swore; I hadn’t brought my camera. So hands on hips I said oh well you can’t take pictures of everything use your mind boys remember this. Its like dinosaur time is what the boys screamed as they perched themselves on top of the rocks overlooking the roaring dark pool below. We will come back I said we must show daddy this and so we turned and headed back because we wanted to go no further without him. So the weekend ended on a high with dinner already made, B3 too tired to even argue about the Shepards pie having too many vegetables in it.
These are the few things running through my head this second week of August ..the beginning of the 19th week till Christmas.
1. Last week Murphy arrived early with Big Boy the cancer dog going down with Rat bait {he is on recovery with thanks to my neighbours dog giving a blood transfusion} so far Murphy has only blessed me once although I’m sure he has a follow-up routine for me some time this swing.
2. B1 got his first leach yesterday after his adventure. Of course his leg was going to fall off.
3. Last Thursday I got a ‘layered peel’ ie a Latic acid peel. I had one before at my beauty therapist although this ‘layered peel’ was a gift and was from a ‘medical cosmetics clinic’ and so having had one before I thought nothing of getting another. So as I was sitting there my skin feeling as though it was being bitten by a thousand ants I asked the difference because there was a difference and because I’m a sharer here is the difference so you can make sure in advance that you are appointment free for a week. A beautician uses a lesser strength acid but a ‘medical cosmetic clinic’ because they have a registered nurse on board so they use medical strength acid which explains why this time I have lost a layer of my face. Please don’t make eye contact with me I don’t look pretty although I can’t be too bad because this time {compared to my skin cancer removal} B1 hasn’t told me he feels like vomiting when he looks at me. I’m just glad husband is at work; beauty and me just don’t seem to mix.
4. “My husband is away” she was telling a group of people the other day “and won’t be home for two weeks, I have to do everything myself” she exclaimed moving her pram filled with a toddler forwards and backwards whilst we waited in line. They then flustered after her and her child like she was hatching eggs. I only hope they didn’t catch me rolling my eyes; I don’t think it will reflect well on me.
5. Im going to be missing my kids Christmas concert {because its being held in September} which means both husband and I won’t see it except for the replay as a movie screen production however now my kids now no longer want to attend at all…guilt guilt guilt.
6. Renee Witherspoon instagram account here.
7. A love affair or a practical marriage? One mans story here got me planning a month of spontaneity {I know complete contradiction} for next swing. Routine sometimes can have its downside.
8. Organising tips for your home here.
9. Love this ottoman here from Vanilla Belle {one of the fab sponsors that support and keep the FIFO wife running a small Australian business what more could you ask for?}
10. Why you can get to the big ‘O’ here well perhaps..others practise makes perfect.
xx Deb
{image with thanks to here}
