Saturday, October 24, 2009


We took the kids out for dinner to the Chamelion (at the Intercontinental). The intercontinental is their favourite 'out for birthday breakfast' place as it has a huge buffet. They eat like proverbial pigs while at buffet's.
Anyhow, they were a tad dissapointed at being given a menu...(..'where's all the food?' they asked, looking around at white linen, candlelights and place settings..)
They settled down when burgers and fries landed in front of them. The thirteen year old however, a more sophisticated palate ordered off the adult menu..(..errm..bump the price up, why dontcha'). I have heard good things about this restaurant and they surprised me! The food was great, I wanted to meet the chef!..I had the best corn soup with hazelnut foam I've ever had. It wowed me!..(Okay so I have never had soup with foam before....who'd have thought?!)
I followed this 'soup' with somasa's with a dried grape, hazelnut and couscous filling. Wonderful! And the serving size was perfect for me..not large, not teeny....
After dining, we made our way to the tsb bank arena. The kids were asking if we could go rockclimbing, kayacking, bowling, paintballing etc. We joined a small queue. Drew was the first to 'click' that we were going to Mama Mia. Rose was shocked when I produced the tickets and she then convinced Izzy that we were indeed heading in to the 'actual Mama mia' show. Harry started sulking and muttering about how 'gay' this show is, and how he is not into 'watching shit like this'. He slumped around looking disgusted, even when Deane bought six icecreams..(@ $24.00!) and handed him one. We were ushered to our squishy-no-leg-room seats, and joked around with the people in front of us, who were admonishing us for bumping the backs of their seats with our knees....
The show was great, we sang, we ended up dancing at the end..I saw Harry grinning and sparkling all through it. Paloma had a bit of trouble staying awake during the second half...I could see her eyes struggling to stay open. (The show didnt finish till about 10pm...very late for the little one...). Paloma loves Abba and has been watching the movie and singing the songs for most of her life...
I have fallen in love with glam rock attire again. I am thinking I will organise a glam rock party....

Thursday, October 22, 2009

A challenging morning.. would you react to the following?
It started as a normal morning, except I knew I would not be able to use my new car as it had the caravan attached which was headed in for a warrant. (I can't drive with trailers around town..). Paloma and I quite happily jumped in 'Sharyn' the old VW, and headed towards kindergarten to drop Paloma off. While driving Paloma opened the window, (7degrees outside). I asked her to close the window. She could not. I could not. Parking at the kindergarten, I thumped around with the buttons and the window wouldn't budge. I tried the drivers seat window. It went down and unfortunately for me, it would not go up.
I left Paloma happily (and warmly) playing at kindy while I took Sharyn to paige european. It was a very cold fifteen minute drive. (I was only dressed in light tshirt and cotton cardigan-the plan being to only 'pop' in to kindy then home.) The mechanics said I could leave the naughty car while they tried to figure it out. I started walking home, knowing I could walk down to the boat sheds to retrieve car number 2, the van.
Getting to the van, (half an hour later), I jumped in and drove to kilbirnie to buy Rose stationary for a homework project. Returning to the van with said 'goods', I turned on the ignition and .... well...nothing happened. I heard a few clicky whirring sounds, but the van was dead...
I screamed into the steering wheel.
Now, here is where all the self improvement bollock I read and listen to -should come into play.
I must tell you- it did. Sort of.
Instead of raging and panicking, I took a deep breath, and realised it is 'but a moment in time'.
Then I realised I really really wanted to pee.
It too, was a moment in time and as they say, how long a moment is-depends on what side of the toilet door you are on.
I also realised that I had an hour to figure it all out as I had to pick Paloma up.
My solutions?
I phoned AA and they informed me someone would be out in...60minutes or less.
60minutes?...can I hold that amount of pee in for that long?
I phoned a friend and asked them if they would be prepared (if van thing did not move on time) to pick Paloma from kindergarten...(yep..they were fine with it).
Then I waited...and waited...and wriggled around, sweated a bit.
5o minutes later, AA arrived and discovered a loose battery wire. Simple.
I drove straight to a friends and used the loo, had a cup of tea, picked up Paloma.
The van is at the mechanics and Sharyn is still at her mechanic.
The new car is now available for me to use but I am thinking of buying a little scooter for me and my side kick so for summer we can scoot places.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Getting the kids to pick up after themselves...the black bag method...

The sun has been a scarce entity in our corner of the planet. When it finally joined us, the kids and I bought chips, sugar water, some french bread sticks and planted ourselves at scorching bay. Unfortunately, the southerly was at the beach as well, so before we all turned to blue, we were back in the truck and heading home.
I have been running in a hell of a lot of rain, wind and general weathergod mayhem , and it has finally got to me...the first 'legal' day of my taper for the marathon and I am struck down with bodyaches, head aches and all the other boring illness descriptions. I am ruminating on whether or not to do my wee 7k tonight...hmmmmm....what to do! what to do!- (furrowed brow).
On a domestic note, I have completed all 36 wee corset paintings. I will be taking them in to the little 'one wall' show and hopefully I wont see them little prettys! to new homes!
As for my home, I found a new way to get the kids to pick up after themselves. Do you want to know how? ready to be amazed!
I bought a big plastic rubbish bag..(the un-ecco sort) and in went everything left on the living area floor. This morning, Harry was searching for his shoes and sweatshirt to wear to school-I told him to check the....(ominous deep voice).... black bag!. He was pretty cross on finding he had to do a job, or pay me 50cents cash to retrieve the items. (He stormed off to empty the compost bin...)
I am hoping this will work. Fifty cents is a lot of cash to find for my kids. I may have to up the price for the 13 year old, I think she has more cash than me what with her dog walking job. The black bag method will work..I am determined it will...she says through gritted teeth...

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Married for one year...

' The Rose' had saved up her clothing money and went on a shopping spree. She is very happy with her choice's...did a bit of modling for me.
Anyhoo, we bought a car/truck thing, so now we are the happy owners of a vehicle with a current warrant of fitness! This is a big thing in our lives...ya know, having a legal car. Wahoo! Its flippin' shiny and comfortable too, with eight seats so we can fit one extra person if so desired! Sharyn, (our old car) is now up for sale....anyone need a seven seater vw?
I am not sure what we will name the new one....Bruce? Brutus? Warren(t)? Any idea's?
My marathon training is nearly over, and I am looking forward to the taper...while being nervous about the big race. I am feeling well and good, am slightly nervy about injury so am being extra careful.
I have started painting my 36 teeny canvasses for my next teeny one wall exhibition. I am donating one to the school for a fundraiser auction, and two are going to my masseus (we swop-massage's for painting....). A further two are going to another friend who did my make up for my wedding which is BTW, one whole year ago (tomorow!)
Yes! Monday is our one year anniversary. We have bought each other gifts (paper....yep..books) and will go out to dinner for a romantic dinner on Monday night. What a year it's been, furiously fast...

Monday, October 5, 2009

What I'm reading..

I am reading the book, Eat, Pray, Love, (by Elizabeth Gilbert in case you want to go out a get a copy) so now, I obviously want to travel to India and spend a month or two in an ashram. The practicality of doing so rate, to one half. Reason's for the dull 'practicality score' are, foremost, the kids, and second foremost is the fear of flying...(hey! that would make a great title for a book...'fear of flying'...wonder if anyone's thought about it?). I have asked Mr Drew if he would come along for the ride and he isn't that keen. I think it's because he finds it hard to sit on the floor and cross his legs. So he is the third foremost reason of the low score. It make's me think that it (my life) isn't all about me. Hmmmm........
I guess I will have to do my 'search-for-everything' from home...for now.
I am also reading Molecules of Emotion, the science behind mind-body medicine. A friend gave it to me, not because she found it an amazing, cant-put-down, must read book, but because it was dry and technical...she thought I might enjoy it....hmmmmm..(me in thinking pose..)
I like the idea of reading it, I am very interested in the mind-body blah blah. The book however is not engaging...but I am slogging through it in the hopes that something might stick.
For fun I have started reading Witi Ihimaera. I have heard about him for a long time, as a great writer, NZ icon etc etc. I finally bought his book, The Matriarch. Tell ya what!!..the man is a GREAT writer and story teller. I have a goal of reading everything he has ever written.
I am also, studying my way through The Winners Bible. It is taking a long time (all good things do apparently) because I am doing all the excersise's therein. I even had to order an A5 clear file to put my stuff into...
And if you are wondering..yes! I always have way more than one book at a time going. I read a lot, but not as much as I would like to. Last night, for example, when I could have been reading, I watched (in a moronic coma), a t.v movie called 'hackers'. I only watched it because it was so outragously early 1990's, and Angelina Jolie was playing a computer savy teen...(must have been her worst movie ever).
There is one more week of school holidays. Today I am collecting one of Izzys friends from the airport..(poor kid..flying into Wellington when it's blowing a gale is the stuff of legends) I will be blessed with 6 kids for the next four days...pray for me, pray for the sun to show, pray for the kids.