Who would of thought that a packet of skewers would need a "Nutritional Information" window. I find this quite funny, but then I am a bit funny too.Monday, May 14, 2012
Skewers are not Fattening Apparently...
Who would of thought that a packet of skewers would need a "Nutritional Information" window. I find this quite funny, but then I am a bit funny too.
Monday, May 7, 2012
25th Wedding Anniversary
The Lovely Husband and I are about to hit this milestone, this month. Woohoo! We made it. What a ride!
We celebrated yesterday by going for a relaxed walk along the beach, there were children playing and screaming in the shallows, dogs running after thrown sticks, beautiful sunshine, rolling waves, it was all so perfect (it is autumn here in Oz). On our way back I took some photos with my phone, we took the exit and stood at the lookout at the top of the sand dunes, we kissed, so romantic.
It was the wrong exit. Our car was no where to be seen.
Back on the beach, the sun is shining, dogs playing etc etc (look out for the dog poos) and the next exit was in fact the right one this time. Went for a drive to a local and usually relaxed seaside town, some big event on and the traffic was gridlocked. OK, we turned around and drove straight to the fancy schmancy cafe in the countryside we had booked for this auspicious occasion.
Table for two, lovely outlook, amazing menu, oh I feel like a wine. I drink preservative free wine which is never on any menu but oh look it is on the fancy schmancy menu. Oh yeah, how groovy is that? Never heard of this one but it is a chardonnay, we can share that. What is that number 220 next to it....is that? No-o-o, it can't be. Is that 220 number in dollars? Nice waitress confirms that that is in fact $220. Holy Crap! I'll drink water thanks. What about a cocktail...hmmm, very schmancy again, and I now know what the numbers are and for $15 for a teeny tiny glass of brightly coloured booze I will drink water thanks. 25 years or not I have my limits. The Lovely Husband went all out and ordered sparkling water! Phew, what a wild man. I drank tap water with my single prawn entree wrapped in beautiful flavours and a leaf! I drank tap water with my pork belly done in the most beautiful marinade and tender to boot. The tap water was particularly nice with the biscotti I had for dessert, mmmm, yum.
The arrangement for that night was for the offspring to cook dinner which they did. Crumbed lamb cutlets, chips and store bought shredded salad with sachet of dressing. A glass of wine from our fridge and the company of our beautiful children, aaah, it does not get better than that. Dessert was a supermarket apple pie with a carton of custard.
On our anniversary day we will have apricot chicken. The Lovely Husband wooed me with that one all those years ago.
The simple pleasures in life do not have to be fancy or schmancy or cost $220. They can be as simple as a French Onion Soup sachet, a tin of apricot nectar and chicken pieces, baked and served with rice.
You may read this and think, hmmm, these country hicks are far from sophisticated but I say who gives a sloppy cow pat! We have made 25 years and we still have a lot of years to go, many more crumbed lamb cutlets, more servings of apricot chicken but no where on this earth will I ever have a bottle of $220 chardonnay.
Friday, May 4, 2012
Cute Rat Alert!
How cute is this little rodent eh?
The Dynamic Daughter's pet rat, Chai enjoying some cuddly time.
Men Don't Put the Seat Down!
I was fooling around with night photography and I came up with this slightly quirky political statement. The male symbol is supposed to face to the right but this one is pointing down to the obvious cause of its appearance. Interpret it as you wish but I am quite happy with my experiment with a slow shutter speed and a book light on a long arm. What fun, what a result, what is that smell?Saturday, March 24, 2012
The P Plater
Phew! He Drives!
Despite popular opinion teenagers are OK. My Young Negotiator (18 1/2 yo) has just gotten his driver's licence and as every parent knows this is an anxious time for us. Will they crash and die some horrible death, get booked and have to be driven everywhere again, break down in the middle of the night and call us up for advice/help/solace? But we parents have to let go, tough on me but do-able. In fact it has been better than I thought.
On the day he passed his driving test I had a dinner and show to go to that night. Kate Miller-Heidke is EXCELLENT by the way. Bloody fantastic concert, but I digress. Dinner in a noisy restaurant and then a music concert is a big deal for my brain injured noggin, causing fatigue and unsteadiness on feet because of sensory overload so driving is a no-no for me in this situation. I asked my newly appointed driver-son to drop me off and pick me up later which he readily agreed to. We have an extra teen in house at moment, his friend the Country Lad, and both boys escorted me to town in my car and dropped me off. I held each lad by the shoulder, looked straight into their eyes and told them sternly "DO NOT MUCK AROUND IN THE CAR". This would be the Young Negotiator's first drive without a responsible adult. I know right?
Dinner was fantastic but expensive, concert was FANTASTIC, did I mention that? Kate Miller-Heidke is one talented Vegemite, and funny to boot. My mobile was on silent but twice during the concert it 'rang' vibrated. I ignored it, I was out man! The show finished quite late (for me) and as pre-arranged I texted the Driver-son to pick me up. No reply. Great, he has his music up too loud. Oh shame mother, shut your mouth, he and the Country Lad were already there waiting for me. It was he who rang me twice during the show to see if I was ready to be picked up. I was thrilled to see them alive and undamaged.
In the car I was relegated to the back seat, the driving team up front were 'men' and I was the passenger. My worries of them fooling around while driving were also squashed. They were working as a team. The Country Lad is still on his Learner's permit and he was the Driver-Son's extra eyes. He pointed out to the Driver-Son that he was "still in neutral you idiot" when the car failed to reverse out of the parking spot. Mind you the Country Lad also had a small torch in hand to shine on the T-bar gear stick because the light showing you which gear you are in has been dead for years.
They made me laugh when they complained to me that the car did not have a CD player in it (the car is too old for such modern technology) and there is no where to plug in an MP3.
The two teens worked together on driving carefully but we also talked and laughed in the car. I am so impressed with them. I know the Driver-Son will make mistakes, have (hopefully) small bingles and still need our guidance in the car but we all needed that at their age. Phew, the initial stages have been low stress but I am sure there will be exceptions to this. There are three drivers in our family and only two cars so there will be juggling and compromise from all of us. It is a thrill to have our Young Negotiator driving. Unfortunately, we have to start again with the Dynamic Daughter in a couple of months but that is life.
Have I mentioned to you how BLOODY FANTASTIC Kate Miller-Heidke was?
Despite popular opinion teenagers are OK. My Young Negotiator (18 1/2 yo) has just gotten his driver's licence and as every parent knows this is an anxious time for us. Will they crash and die some horrible death, get booked and have to be driven everywhere again, break down in the middle of the night and call us up for advice/help/solace? But we parents have to let go, tough on me but do-able. In fact it has been better than I thought.
On the day he passed his driving test I had a dinner and show to go to that night. Kate Miller-Heidke is EXCELLENT by the way. Bloody fantastic concert, but I digress. Dinner in a noisy restaurant and then a music concert is a big deal for my brain injured noggin, causing fatigue and unsteadiness on feet because of sensory overload so driving is a no-no for me in this situation. I asked my newly appointed driver-son to drop me off and pick me up later which he readily agreed to. We have an extra teen in house at moment, his friend the Country Lad, and both boys escorted me to town in my car and dropped me off. I held each lad by the shoulder, looked straight into their eyes and told them sternly "DO NOT MUCK AROUND IN THE CAR". This would be the Young Negotiator's first drive without a responsible adult. I know right?
Dinner was fantastic but expensive, concert was FANTASTIC, did I mention that? Kate Miller-Heidke is one talented Vegemite, and funny to boot. My mobile was on silent but twice during the concert it 'rang' vibrated. I ignored it, I was out man! The show finished quite late (for me) and as pre-arranged I texted the Driver-son to pick me up. No reply. Great, he has his music up too loud. Oh shame mother, shut your mouth, he and the Country Lad were already there waiting for me. It was he who rang me twice during the show to see if I was ready to be picked up. I was thrilled to see them alive and undamaged.
In the car I was relegated to the back seat, the driving team up front were 'men' and I was the passenger. My worries of them fooling around while driving were also squashed. They were working as a team. The Country Lad is still on his Learner's permit and he was the Driver-Son's extra eyes. He pointed out to the Driver-Son that he was "still in neutral you idiot" when the car failed to reverse out of the parking spot. Mind you the Country Lad also had a small torch in hand to shine on the T-bar gear stick because the light showing you which gear you are in has been dead for years.
They made me laugh when they complained to me that the car did not have a CD player in it (the car is too old for such modern technology) and there is no where to plug in an MP3.
The two teens worked together on driving carefully but we also talked and laughed in the car. I am so impressed with them. I know the Driver-Son will make mistakes, have (hopefully) small bingles and still need our guidance in the car but we all needed that at their age. Phew, the initial stages have been low stress but I am sure there will be exceptions to this. There are three drivers in our family and only two cars so there will be juggling and compromise from all of us. It is a thrill to have our Young Negotiator driving. Unfortunately, we have to start again with the Dynamic Daughter in a couple of months but that is life.
Have I mentioned to you how BLOODY FANTASTIC Kate Miller-Heidke was?
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