April 2010


I used to love rock climbing when I was a little girl and I was good at it. It’s something I want to do again and it now looks like I might have a potential rock climbing partner. I must admit, I never led a climb and I never will, but seconding up a rock face is fun and still challenging.

Looks like Charlotte has all the right moves.

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What better place to share my feelings than on my blog. Feelings that are all over the place to say the least. One minute  life is great and I can conquer the world and in a nanno second I’m all down and in a complete funk.

Know what I mean? I’m angry, happy, sad, angry, happy, sad.  Anger usually just masks hurt so I’ve read, but it’s a toughie to express. Of all our emotions, it can be the most destructive or that’s how it feels to me. Just a few words orDSCN8924.JPG
a look can irreversibly hurt someone especially our children and I’ve thrown a few looks Charlotte’s way lately. Now add guilt into the mix. LOL  Let me balance it by saying those looks have come back at me, too. I am seeing Charlotte reflect my negative behaviour, which doesn’t please me.

Some Suggestions Are Ridiculous

Advice from others for anger is to go for a walk, take a drive, hit some pillows. PLEASE! I have a 4 year old, so doing the first two is not something I can be spontaneous about. Pillow hitting never worked. Too passive. Throwing a few plates and YELLING at the same time might help, but that’s out too. What can I do? Yes, walk away from the situation when possible and most of  the time it is. Oops! Better be honest here. I storm away, not walk. (more…)

Well, after much soul searching and gauging Charlotte and the Kindergarten scenario, I’ve decided not to give things a go for another term. Not long into the holidays Charlotte was already asking about Kinder and was relieved when I said it wasn’t on for quite awhile.

Several days before the start of  this term, I started talking up the whole Kinder experience and everytime I was hit After 5 days of processing in a 10 day index build
with a brick wall. The subject would be changed rapidly as if  I hadn’t spoken OR her face would drop and Charlotte would talk about not having to or wanting to go. She looked genuinely worried.
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For Easter my Mum, Charlotte’s Nanna gave Charlotte some painted chicken eggs of the hard boiled variety not the blown ones. I’ve always wanted to do both and Charlotte wanted to try, so we boiled some eggs, got out the food dye and away we went.

I loved the effect and with the left over dye I decided to paint a loo (toilet) roll. The effect was magical and it wasn’t long before Charlotte had popped the eggs into the upturned rolls to create a lovely decoration. I love them so much that I’m finding it hard to depart with the one I made so I will have to learn to do egg blowing soon, so that they can be kept once decorated.

Charlotte had no problems letting go of  her artwork on the left of the photo below.

I’m wondering how long this one can be kept before it gets too old. So far there are no signs of  it deteriorating, so I’ll go with the flow. I’m sure the smell will permeate the house once it’s ready to be turfed out. LOL

It’s been far too long since I wrote anything here. Not good!  We’ve had some adventures, though with our first trip to Western Australia and Charlotte’s first ever flight. Thank heavens both journey’s were smooth relatively speaking.

Charlotte was nervous even scared at times, but I’m quite the flying veteran so was able to talk her through all the lumps and bumps and possibilities both good and bad ie good : lovely staff , new experiences. Bad : turbulence, strange noises etc.

It is hard to calm someone when you’re nervous yourself. Take off and landing always make me somewhat antsy and I like a bit of  turbulence, but it still puts me on edge. No, I can’t figure that one either. LOL

The purpose of  our 3-4hr flight was to visit my lovely brother for his 50th birthday celebrations. We had a lovely taster of  Perth wandering about for a few hours although the hostel for the night was rather divey. The brochure made it look like a palace and it did have potential, but our room left much to be desired. (more…)