the fifo wife daily {christmas mood board}

Okay so we are back to the subject of Christmas. Christmas this year is FIFO and for me is next weekend and I have not brought a single gift…not even for me!! I have a list, the kids have written their list (Santa collected Sunday night) husband now has a list. FIFO Husband has a list for me as he does every year and each year I ask myself why is it men never take note when a women say’s “ooooh I wouldn’t mind that very expensive impractical white jacket or overpriced perfume” through out the year; storing that information away for these occassions when gifts are required? No I must physically write a list; which I have tendency to go overboard with, as you do, as you should. Never be afraid to dream big I say..lol.

So I have all the lists done but Ive not brought a single thing. What I have managed to do which is ever so important..lol.. is find a mood board that I like to head me in the right direction for the wrapping (notice the word ‘found’ instead of ‘create’) I’m just too tired to create a mood board of my own so I have stolen/borrowed the idea from www.stylizmo.com which works just as well for me and she is so so clever and a little bit my style. This year for me its black, silver, a twine naturally colour and whilst its not in her mood board it wouldn’t be me if there wasn’t a hint of red in there.

I love wrapping presents and writing the Christmas card list is one of my favourite things to do. One evening after the kids have gone to bed I put on the carols, have a glass of red; only when FIFO husband is home, and wrap and write away all under the twinkle of the lights, it gets the Christmas feeling started. I do have a confession though (number six) I don’t do it for the kids (wrapping that is) well I do just not the fancy stuff. I literally by the six rolls for a dollar and wrap and throw under the tree. Its a waste don’t you think? Wrapping all fancy for little ones? They literally don’t even attempt to find the sticky tape and slowly open with anticipation. NO in my house its a rip fest often created and encouraged by my eldest boy FIFO husband. The adults gifts; yes I go all out especially my thank you gifts. For that I go all out. Its all part of the love and thanks I want to show, its all part of the giving.

xxD

Ps. B1’s op went all good he did me very proud.Thank you so much for the emails

 

 

the fifo wife daily {a little bit of nothing}

Im off again to the city today so Im afraid its just a nothing post just to say thanks for stopping bye. I appreciate it more than you know. I look forward to seeing that you have been, it simply makes my day. My B1 is going in for day surgery for his ears and nose, nothing major just some grommets so we can n o longer have the argument that he cant hear me. So its off to the city we go. Will I see you tomorrow? I hope so,

xxD

the fifo wife daily {sunday ponderings on a monday}

We did one of my favourite things yesterday entire fifo family piled into my fathers now our thirty five year old truck and headed to the mother in laws (that’s not my favourite thing but that’s a whole other post..lol). This truck is old.. the paint is peeling, it has no power steering, no air conditioning…..nothing flash about her. Infact when one of my neighbours saw it first pull into the drive they said you want let that sit out in the street will you it will bring the value of the area down however despite all this, I love her..LOVE her.

So whats there to love about that? I love how its simple, basic. I love how when we get in we are all together so close as a family (its a bench seat; there aint much room), without the aircon, electric windows, even radio at times..I told you she was basic and we are happy so happy it makes me smile like I’m going to burst. The kids whilst they don’t like it (its squishy they tell me) laugh and play. We talk about the cows, farms, birds we are engaged in the moment and its every time we get in that big red Ford. Ive had an Oprah moment..a ahhhhh!!

I love it, I want that feeling all the time, I’m determined to get it after all I have learn’t how to be a little selfish. I think its all about living a little more simply. I’ll let you know how I go..so that was Sunday but its Monday..I hope that you had a great weekend my friends,

xxD

 

the fifo wife daily {girls night out}

Girls night out when I was young before when I was me this use to mean trouble, so much trouble. Now much more subdued it means a movie, coffee and lots of laughing about anything and everything from does size matter to how low should you go. Girls nights out for me doesn’t happen very often and I mean once every six months. Im rebuilding bridges. It should I guess happen on a more regular bases once a month perhaps. It is a time when we can be about us. Not about toilet training or day care rosters. It helps with ones emotional state and as a fifo wife we need that to ward off stress, and depression. Its about being with other women who are in the same breathless situation of the fifo life or just same motherhood life as we are.

Last night was my first girls night out in eleven months. When I initially went out I felt an enormous amount of guilt. Why I don’t know. I had left my babies with their daddy. Daddy was happy to be spending one on one time with his babies. I wasnt abandoning them to have a series of scandalous evenings out, I was going the movies with a very good girl friend. But that was; it felt like, like I had abandon them. Fact was it did them good and it did me even more good. Fifo husband liked seeing me so happy as I walked in the door, I felt a little bit like me again and I haven’t laughed so much in ages and here is confession number six: I’m a twihard…yes I went to watch twilight breaking dawn..I hang my head in shame as a thirty something mother Im ashamed and happily guilty..ahh but despite everything wrong about that saga I love it. Robert Pattinson….so ordinarily not my type of man but ahh what would I do for you..

I had such a good time I had almost forgotten how to be me and how much fun it can be to be an adult.

xxD