{a fifo wife} three tips to adding a little more sizzle

Oh no she is talking about sex again..oh yes we are hot stuffs.. put a little sizzle back into your sex life in three easy steps..

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1. Introduce role play. Don’t know how to do it. Just wear something different for a start doesn’t need to be nurses outfit or a PVA suit just a new piece of lingerie and I mean that for the boys and the girls. Have a look here for some inspiration.

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2. Introduce some toys. There are so many cool things on the market that don’t even look like ‘sex’ toys. And there are so many cool boutiques and websites that you don’t even need to leave home. Some toys don’t even require you to be in the same room..you could start the foreplay while each other are thousands of miles apart.  Have a look here for some ideas.

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3. ‘Do it’ somewhere else or change the time of day. In a recent study 65% of both women and men said they could guarantee when and where would take place. So whilst I’m not talking in the aisle of woolies but around the house let your moment seize the moment.

Have fun

xx

{a fifo wife} a few things

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Husband and I went and did some charity work yesterday with Riding with the disabled yesterday so we are a little late on the post. It was so much fun and we left with that warm fuzzy feeling that we had done some good for the day; I see how it becomes addictive and we will be back.

So how was your weekend what did you do? We started our weekend with our first basketball game was so much fun- the atmosphere amazing. We then had some friends for dinner Saturday and the a lazy day Sunday.

I am currently addicted to Dexter so I watched several epsiodes of that and Im starting feel invested in dear Dexter never before have I rallied for a character I guess thats what happens when you binge watch a series?

Anyway lovelies a few fun things from around the web to get your Monday off the right foot.

  1. Love this Valentines Blog from a First Aid site. Here.
  2. Some crazy tax deductions. Here.
  3. How to add value to your home. Here.
  4. Gwyneths apple. Here.
  5. Nachos four ways Here.

Have a great day lovely xx
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{a fifo wife} a FIFO conversation with my father..

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What was the worst roster that you did dad I asked.

He sat up straighter in the chair and said we did a month on with four days off. It was Groote building the mine and I never meant to work away. I started the job and came home but the guy heading the construction didn’t know how to handle the job so they asked me to go back. It was hard work the caustic that was in that job meant we had new boots, clothes every two weeks. We did that for three years then after that went straight to Jabiru to build that mine then the hotel and then Katherine after that.

I looked at him sitting next to me in the passenger seat and my heart swelled at how much I loved him. Like most daughters I love my dad but I am so proud of him for just being a good bloke. I cleared my throat because I could feel a lump swelling in it.

How was mum with you working away I asked? All right I suppose I asked her and she told me no different. There was only you and you weren’t any trouble. If she didn’t tell me any different how was I to know. The Katherine job though was the last one I came home one day and she said you do another job away that’s it. So that was it I never worked away from home again money can’t buy you a marriage.

I fiddled with the volume on the radio so I could hear him better and looked out the window at the landscape of the Barkley tablelands passing us by.

Why do you think so many struggle with mental illness now I asked him? I never knew dad to struggle with depression until just before he retired. When he called me and said I am sad and scared Deb I was surprised. I answered with because change is coming dad and it’s okay. Him telling me that was the proudest and scariest time of my life. So I was interested to know what he said.

He pulled at the seat belt adjusting how it sat on his chest before answering. Some just don’t like it or aren’t suited to it he said I didn’t mind it working away was okay. It was a job. They fed us put us up in accommodation. I was at work. I made sure I was social rather than sitting in my room but then you couldn’t sit in your room straight away anyway. They would turn off the air conditioners while we were on site. So when you got back from work and you opened the door it would literally ‘blow’ open from the heat it was that hot so it wasn’t perfect but they paid us for our trouble. You made the best of it. That’s what you do.

I saw lots of men come and go working away. Some just couldn’t be away from their family or their wives had trouble but then when we knew someone was struggling we gave him a hand if we couldn’t help he would leave. It wasn’t a big deal to not handle being away it wasn’t for everyone. We helped each other out looked out for each other. What I don’t understand now is if they don’t like it or are not handling it why don’t they just leave he pondered that for a minute before following it up with but bosses were a bit different too.

They didn’t keep blokes out there for as long as they do now but still you have a choice you don’t have to do it. With the exception of me they got workers in then out working a 28:4 short term no more than 12 months. People are different now to they keep to themselves now back then camp sites were small communities. Some people don’t take responsibility of themselves either can’t think for themselves and now you’re expected to have all this stuff and if you don’t your ‘strange’ and let’s face it these days people don’t like being seen as ‘strange’. The pressure to have bigger of everything. Strange wasn’t so bad back then but it’s different now people can be arses to those that are ‘strange’ perhaps that’s the problem. People can’t accept being strange, pass the buck, other people are arses and then with a changed management culture well….

He coughed and cleared his throat People can’t get over I don’t have a computer or have an email address I’m strange for not having that but I don’t need it and I don’t care that I’m ‘strange’.

We went off on a tangent about iPhones and my desire for him to have one even if its just for the tracking ability of one but he isn’t having any of that much preferring to be ‘strange’.

xDeb

{a fifo wife} Quick homemade Baked Beans

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There is no story to this recipe, the simple fact is we love baked beans in this house. We have managed to get over the whole farting thing well verbally but you know I live in a house of boys and still we love them. Beans are so good for you it’s crazy they are great for your nervous system, digestion, blood pressure, building muscle and they are low GI so what’s not to like?

We have tried almost all brands of commercially made baked beans but never have we made our own; I know shock horror 😉 but as I get older and less tired from being awake all night from being a celebrity in my own home that love of cooking from scratch is resurfacing. It brings me pleasure seriously something my husband’s grandmother taught me.

Long story short I was craving that saucy goodness that you when you combine the tomato sauce, the butter and the crunch of the bread but we had none in the pantry. What we did have was a can of borlotti beans and because we are between working contracts everything gets eaten in the pantry {and freezer} before another shop is done; so they had to be used.

The boys complained they wouldn’t be as good however making this literally took only a few minutes more than opening a tin and placing it in the microwave and it tasted so much better that I’m not sure we will ever buy another tin so it’s kind of sign that this recipe was a winner.

The original name is Boston Baked beans but we aren’t in Boston so along with my changing of a couple of things it’s just Quick Baked Beans that are stewed go figure..

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What you will need:

How to:

Heat oil in a deep, non-stick frying pan over medium heat. Add bacon and cook for 4 to 5 minutes or until crisp. Remove bacon from pan drain and place aside.

Add onion to frying pan. Cook, stirring, for 3 minutes or until onion is tender and light golden. Add garlic and paprika. Cook, stirring, for 1 minute.

Return bacon to frying pan. Add the tomatoes, sugar, tomato paste and beans. Cook, stirring often, for 5 minutes or until heated through. Season with salt and pepper.

Serve on buttered toast.

** Leftovers would be perfect in a Minestrone or Bolognese sauce..so nothing is wasted.

{image is with thanks to here and original recipe was found here}

{a fifo wife} when did you know when you were in love

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How did you know you loved daddy B3 asked me.

We were lying in his bed me on my side facing him.

Well I felt happy and safe I said.

That’s how I feel with you mummy he replied softly in the dark. Is that how I will know with someone else he said because they will make me feel happy and safe.

Perhaps its different for everyone I said.

Did it take a long time he asked?

No, I said when I met daddy I knew almost straight away in fact I can tell you the moment I knew.

When he said excitedly like we were sharing a secret.

Well, Mummy was sitting in the chair at Nanna and Poppas place you know the one closest to the front door I said.

Yes, he said. I could feel him nodding and could hear the smile in his voice.

Well I was reading a textbook on the brain because I was studying psychology then and daddy he was writing on the floor. We were not talking just doing our own thing when this song came on the radio called ‘One night a day’ by a country singer called Garth Brooks. Daddy used to listen to lots of country music then. I could hear myself simplify it right down for the understanding of a six-year-old because telling him his father was just meant to be a three-week fling may not come out right but that’s how it started out he was just meant to be fun no strings attached. Typically I wasn’t looking for anyone or anything I was happily living the single life.

So Daddy got up from the lounge room floor and asked me to dance and so we did. We waltzed around nanna and poppas living room and so I knew then and there that I loved him and it was pointless pretending any different.

We had been seeing each other for just three weeks but I knew. At the time I felt scared because three weeks seemed crazy. It was such a short amount of time but I felt safe. I felt happy and that feeling has never gone away. I think about that all the time when daddy is at work how he makes me feel and I listen to that song all the time to. I could feel smile coming  as I said it.

I never hear the song he said.

I know I listen to it in the car I said smiling back at him. Where mummy first kissed daddy and I think about that all the time too.

How long did it take you to first fall for someone? Has it ever been faster — or slower — than you expected? Did you know in a moment or was it a gradual realisation? Follow the conversation on our facebook page here.

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