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Monday, December 26, 2016

christmas 2016 - its a wrap

Christmas was in Port Lincoln for us this year with my Dad and Jane. And thank goodness for that as it was 41 degrees here, and only 28 down there. Its amazing that it can be so different in temp when its really not that far from here.

The kids decided to only unwrap their Father Christmas gift on Christmas morning and then take the rest to Lincoln to unwrap with their Grandparents. Little blossoms x. I'm so proud of them for doing that, for restraining themselves and wanting to include others in their day. And I didn't prompt them for that idea, it was all their own.

So gifts were handed around, unwrapped and ohh'd over before lunch.  Being a predidcated really warm day in Lincoln (it didn't get anywhere near it) the turkey was cooked the day before, but the ham was fresh out of the webber and it smelled divine.  Prawns were peeled and there were oodles of salads. Instead of the traditional pudding, we have pav. It was to die for. I think the kids inhaled theirs.

Afternoon sleeps were next on the list before a quick trot down to the swimming enclosure for a dip with the Modras, as it started to rain.

The kids had a game or 10 of nerve jangling Jenga,

learning the nuances of Blackjack and high stakes checkers before we all started on the pass the parcel game - with a twist. While you are desperately trying to peel off a layer of paper with oven mitts on your hands and a  Christmas hat on your head, the person next to you is rolling two dice. As soon as a double is rolled the parcel, hat and mitts go to the person on the left, as do the dice. Quite often a double was rolled just as the hat went on, let alone the mitts and getting a go at the wrapping. Its a loud, funny and fast game that was a great way to bring everyone together. The prize at the end was a Footrot Flats book which every single person in that room loved.

More prawns, ham. turkey and salads for tea, followed by mojitos and Baileys. Home by 10.30 that evening. All puffed out and with a top day in the memory bank.

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

hip hooray 9 today

I just love how this one has turned out. Masking fluid, watercolours and leaves plus a scattering of embellies. What's not to love?

Sunday, December 11, 2016

non scale rewards

I did it!!
I put on the damn swimsuit. Must admit I wore a rashie and boardies as the bathers are now a couple sizes too big now and it shows (think unsupported puppies 😳). I haven't worn bathers in a very long time #nonscalerewards
This is what gave me the courage
 — at Cummins & District War Memorial Swimming Pool Inc.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016


Seven years ago I had a number of big stacks from this particular 17 hh horse that totally shattered my confidence and left me with a bone chip off my hip. And shoulder problems. I quit riding that day. 

Today, with the encouragement of Sheree, I threw my leg over Jerry, and got my bum back in the saddle, and it felt awesome. It felt like home. He's older, wiser and a gentleman now with a lot of reschooling from a much better rider than I ever was.

Basically when I was hunting, I had short Dick disease. I was the shortest rider on the tallest horse and never had long enough legs to wrap around his belly. When he started bronco bucking I was so easily spat off and I was riding scared. 

Today I was excited.
Tally Ho.


A strongly +Wilna Furstenberg  influenced LO of Annie with her 9th birthday present, back in 2011. 

I love love love the skeleton leaves, they seem so delicate, even if it did take quite a while to properly seperate them from the silhouette cut files as they didn't quite cut all the way through.

Sunday, December 4, 2016


That nest of threads was actually a cast off from Amy during #scrapshack2016 weekend some time ago. As she popped it into the bucket bin, I reached in and pulled it out and popped it on the LO. Perfect.