sunday ..the bliss of a long weekend...

of course the best part was the easter bunny didnt have to hop out the bedroom window to deliver eggs on the front porch this year..phew.. last year bunny fell asleep on the couch and missed the delivery window ..
. bunnies do sweat!!
so  - left my chocolate munching kiddlies with Daddy.(thanks honey pie).Drove  up to the paddock..listening to tragically hip.. pretty much brilliant start..followed by lovely docile horse ride on my big plonky donkey girl..hanging with horsey friends and later reading with my eyes closed on my bed when i got home.. the best kind of nana nap ..mmmm
A long weekend is a little piece of magic really, a little extra breathing space, time to pause and laugh at the man, and with the kids. Time to play games with the dog, teach the kids how to cook stuff.. and then a lovely calm evening cos we all get a sleep in..
. thank you  thank you thank you..

those anzac were amazing people and for giving me this time to remember that and hang out with my family I thank you .. RIP un named warriors.

germs...

has anyone else noticed that kids germs knock you flat in the blink of an eye..
One minute you're making drinks for everyone and supplying tissues..the next you're wishing there was a nice dark closet to crawl into....and everyone else has gone back to school...
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or in my case.. are just sick enough to stay home (instead of leaving you in peace) but not sick enough not to lie down, they bicker and demand entertainment...
sigh..

if I hide under the duvet will they still find me..?.
...if I feed them oreos and rice crackers for tea is that child abuse...?

autumn..glory

picked a fab bunch of dahlias for myself today  - normally I give them to other people and come home wondering why I have no flowers in my house.. anyway today I have blousy pink and white and burgandy dahlias gracing my bathroom and they make me smile..
 I also discovered that quince jelly on toast is right up there with marmalade... mmmm can you say purse your lips.. ..hahhah

clearing my throat...

how odd.. i can write..or type this and someone I have never met might actually read it..
......kinda like when your little brother takes your diary to school and leaves it on the bus...on purpose...

of course that assumes that someone else might actually be interested I anything I type exceptionally badly in here..
hey! maybe my ego is larger than i thought! I do have a healthy self-esteem...hmmmm yeah right..

actually I thought this might be less annoying to my friends than facebook posts..yawn..
and a nice way to remember the things I did the day before..
children..take the brain right outta yah!