Since Ashy’s return from France she has been working at a coffee shop. This means that some days she starts work at 6am, for the morning rush. Other days she starts at 11am for the lunch time rush.
One day this week, unbeknown to her brother, she did the lunch time shift. She was laying on her bed reading when the door opened and Pip walked straight in.
Ashy: Ahem! What are you doing?
Pip: You here?
Ashy: Yes. Why are you in my room?
Pip: I need a sock.
Pip: I don’t have a sock.
Ashy: Well you can’t just help yourself to a pair of mine.
Pip: It’s OK, I have one of my own, so I only need one of yours.
Later that day;
Ashy: Dude you are wearing my socks!
Pip: Correction. I am wearing one of your socks.
Last weekend my Pete and I hopped on a plane and flew away from home.
The company my Pete workds for is based in Brisbane. They invited the members of the small Townsville office to join the large Brisbane office Christmas party. The party was on Friday night, but we decided to make a weekend of it.
I must tell you that the party was a huge disappointment. The invitation said 6:30-10:30pm, so we thought it was a sit down dinner. No. It was a stand up, finger food and open bar affair. We had neglected to eat and are not big drinkers. We managed to make small talk and met some interesting people. At 10:30pm on the dot they turned on the lights and asked everyone to leave. They ushered us out the security doors which would not open to allow re-entry. By this time a torrential rainstorm had started. It was bucketing with rain. All the Brisbane people hopped into their cars with their designated drivers and left. Those of us without cars stood crowded on a small balcony area and waited for a taxi.
It took well over an hour for the taxi to arrive. That is a looong time to stand on a small balcony in heavy rain with a group of well-oiled people. I can think of better ways to spend my time!
Thankfully that was our only commitment and after that our weekend was our own. We spent time shopping, visiting the markets and we went to the movies. We wandered around the new State Library and the Museum of Modern Art, both are beautiful buildings, and enjoyed the exhibitions. We had morning teas, lunches and afternoon teas in all variety of cafes and eateries. We travelled around the city by bus, by train and by foot.
We found a patchwork shop and I bought some lovely fabrics that I really needed.
Thankfully we managed to make a very nice weekend out of an ordinary Christmas function.
M, from Easternmax has tagged me to reveal the contents of my handbag, apparently she has been wondering what I carry around with me each day.
If this has also been on your mind, then feast your eyes below.
Inside my brand new shiny red handbag you can see the following essential items:
- my mobile phone – it came in its own case and has its own pocket within the handbag. This is good, I like it to be in the same place each time it rings.
- a bright pink case containing my quilting business cards
- a ‘sniffy’ – one of those things that smells like vicks and clears your sinuses, very useful before and after take off when travelling by plane. It helps to stop my ears from hurting.
- a glasses case containing my glasses – the sunglasses are missing from this photo because I still had them on top of my head.
- a tin of peppermints – these give me a boost when I get a bit sleepy.
- my work ID badge on a green lanyard with my work keys, a whistle and a 2GB memory stick.
- my blue ipod*
- a receipt from a quilt shop
- an asthma puffer – strangely I am the only member of my family who does not need to use it AND the only member of my family who actually carries on around with me at all times.
- my purse – small and compact
- a blue biro – in a medium point with a lid. If it loses the lid I throw it out. It makes the pen too short and I don’t like it.
- my lipgloss is there too buried under other stuff – just to prove that I am a girl
I am certain that all of this reveals a bit more of my personality than you needed to know!
*This is a song I recently added to my ipod. Perfect for dancing when you are wearing a taffeta dress and shoulder pads with a tight spiral perm…
Yesterday we arrived home from our weekend away.
The floors had been vacuumed and washed.
The yard had been mowed.
The verandah was swept and hosed.
The washing was done and folded.
The bathroom was clean.
Dinner was cooked and wating for us.
*(I realise that the saying is ‘sliced bread’, but cake is better than bread)
Tomorrow morning my Pete and I will catch one of these:
For the first time ever we are going away for a weekend and just leaving our children at home by themselves. Ashy is 18 and, most of the time, she is more responsible than I am. She’ll have Pip organised, meals made and washing done.
Naturally she has organised a party for Saturday night. She is, after all, a teenager.
I imagine they will entertain themselves with this:
We purchased it this afternoon. It is an early Christmas present. Seeing that I made them pay for half it seemed unreasonable to make them wait until the end of the month.
Our house will be filled with drumming:
and singing during the party.
So long as no one kicks a soccer ball through any windows!
This morning I went to watch my beautiful niece perform two pieces on the keyboard for her classmates.
She carried herself with confidence and a smile to the front of the room.
She took the task seriously and read the music, playing melody and chords using both hands.
She was accompanied by a recorder and kept one eye and one ear on the recorder player to keep perfect time.
She finished with a flourish and took a mighty bow – beaming all over.
These are the things that make my day.