Happy Easter everyone! I hope you’re having a wonderful day and enjoying the long weekend whatever you are doing. We’re currently away on our annual Easter trip with friends and the egg hunt is about to begin!
This week has really passed by in a bit of a daze. We returned from our week long holiday in Port Douglas (I look forward to sharing a post with you all about this next week) with a mountain of washing. That was done and promptly repacked for our Easter trip.
On Tuesday we said goodbye to our beautiful dog Bonnie and a sadness filled our house for the remainder of the week. I think it is going to take a very long time to get used to not seeing her in the backyard every morning when I open up the blinds. Thankyou to everyone for all of your kind words and support, we really appreciate it.
Somehow amongst all of that I managed to squeeze in a bit of reading…not the book kind but the bloggy kind (of course). I read a couple of interesting articles about marriage that got me thinking. This piece by the FIFO Wife where a man defines an affair; “I was emotionally invested in someone other than my wife, and I gave my time to someone else instead of her and our marriage, now that is an affair” was pretty powerful. Also this piece by Sarah from Zinc Moon about the idea of a spouse being a possession (in the wake of the Billy Brownless comment) and the comfort that comes from belonging to someone. I have to say I agree with what Sarah had to say. What do you think?
School holidays start this week- I send all the parents out there strength and patience…but seriously don’t forget to enjoy your time with your kids. Personally I’m planning some fun outings and to spend some time at our favourite place. Oh and there will be lots eating Easter eggs I’m sure; I figure the faster we eat ’em the faster they’re out of the house, right?
This week we said goodbye to an important part of our family. Our beautiful dog Bonnie.
She came into our family over eleven years ago. We saw an ad in the local paper for pure bred Golden Retrievers. We weren’t ready for a dog because we’d just moved into our new house and didn’t even have fences up in our backyard yet, but we just went to have a look. Of course who just goes to look at puppies and comes home empty handed? Not us! We fell in love and brought home a puppy that day. We named her Bonnie.
She was a beautiful dog, very clever and she loved to be around people. She always had to be close by, within touching distance, a paw on you leg, a head on your foot, always touching.
We’d noticed before we went away on our holiday last week that she was a bit off her food and losing some weight. When we returned she’d lost even more. Her back legs seemed a little unsteady. She’s just getting old we thought. We decided it might be a good idea to take her to the vet for a check up anyway. But on Tuesday morning when I woke up she had gone completely down hill overnight. She could barely stand. I took her to the vet and was told there was a large cancerous mass in her spleen. Nothing could be done. My husband was away for work. I asked if they could possibly make her comfortable enough to last the night so he could say goodbye. They couldn’t, it would be too cruel. So the decision was made.
I held her head in my lap, whispered “I’m so, so sorry. I love you” and then I said goodbye. I felt sad and I also felt really guilty. Guilty that we hadn’t realised sooner how sick she was, guilty that I hadn’t made my son give her a big cuddle before we left the house that day, guilty that we hadn’t played with her more and guilty that I couldn’t bring myself to stay for that final moment. I hope she didn’t feel alone. I hope she knew how much we loved her.
That afternoon when I picked our son up from Kinder I told him that Bonnie had died. Like most kids, losing our beloved family pet would be his first experience with death. He asked what had happened to her and I explained she was just very old and very sick. He didn’t say anything. This morning he asked when she was coming home. I explained she wasn’t because she had died. He asked where she had died, “was it inside or outside?” “Inside” I said “I gave her a big cuddle.” I don’t think he really understands, I’m sure there will be more questions to come when he realises she’s not coming home. We’ll deal with each question open and honestly as they come.
Last night Hubby and I went to a ‘crossing over night’ with a very popular local psychic. When it comes this to spirits and the afterlife I guess you would say I am a believer, I certainly approach it all with an open mind. I have no doubt that there are plenty of so called ‘psychics’ out there that are just a sham, taking money from people who are desperate for answers. But I also believe that there are people that have a special gift; sometimes there is just no other explanation.
So anyway, back to last night. We were in a small room with fifteen other people. The psychic leading the night was very down to earth and straight down the line. The session lasted just over two hours and in that time she was able to speak to everyone in the room. There was gasps of disbelief, lots of tears and lots of laughter. She left hubby and I until nearly the end. My husband’s sister passed away a few years ago and he has really struggled to accept it; it was the main reason we decided to go. And thank god, she came through for him and told him everything he needed to hear. Whether you are a believer or not I don’t think anyone could argue that the comfort and peace that was given to him hearing those words is a beautiful thing.
She told us a lot of things and I won’t go into them all here but let’s just say she is the third psychic who has told us that we are going to have another child and it will be a girl (not happening people!) and that will we move to a bigger house in the country (which has always been a dream of ours). I take it all with a grain a salt and know that at the end of the day we are in charge of those choices.
At the end of the night I think most people in the room walked away believers. She had spoken about things she could not possibly otherwise know, down to exact names, dates and locations. True or not she gave these people the comfort and closure they were looking for and isn’t that the most important thing?
Welcome to Fast Five Friday where I give you my top five of something, every Friday. This week it’s all about learning. I’m a sucker for a good short course and there are so many awesome ones out there at the moment…. but here is just five I would really love to do this year (in no particular order):
1. Get Social Savvy with The Digital Picnic: I’ve followed Cherie since back in her blogging days and when she teamed up with Cat there was never any doubt they’d be a big success. I’ve wanted to do their ‘Get Social Savvy’ course since it launched but have just never gotten around to it…I’m hoping to change that this year.
2. Love Your Camera with Angie Baxter: A few years ago my camera broke and there was always other priorities when it came to paying to get it fixed. Hubby surprised me with a new camera at the start of this year and my photography skills are a bit rusty so have booked into the ‘Love Your Camera’ course in Melbourne with a few friends in April. Can’t wait!
3. Blog with Pip 2.0 with Pip Lincolne: I completed the Blog with Pip course last year and absolutely loved it! Pip is amazing; a wealth of knowledge and willing to share it. Blog with Pip 2.0 is the follow on course and will build upon what I’ve already learned.
5. Be a Blogger Boss: If there is one thing I struggle with when it comes to blogging it’s the tech stuff. I’ve taught myself a lot over the years but would really love to take it to the next level and have a really sound understanding of how it all works.
Do any of these courses interest you? Have you come across any other great ones lately?
Like so many people I have a fear of flying. Aeroplanes, helicopters…not my thing. I get super nervous when I have to get on an aeroplane and have not done managed a flight without medication for years. When I was a teenager we went to America and the long flight didn’t bother me. Back then 20 hours on a plane simply meant endless movies, food and game boy time. Ah to be young again. But now I’m older and I know better (more) and flying on a plane means potential death (not to be dramatic or anything). It makes me seriously anxious. Not only am I afraid of crashing but I just don’t like being stuck in a confined space that I can’t just simply get up and walk out of if I need some fresh air.
But, I refuse to let the fear hold me back. I refuse to be one of those people who never goes anywhere because they’re scared of flying. It’s also really important to me that my son grows up travelling and exploring , so at the end of the day, I suck it up for him.
Next weekend we’ll be flying to Port Douglas for a family holiday and I’m already feeling anxious about the plane trip. In the past I’ve found the best way to deal with it is to just try and distract myself (having four year old to entertain will certainly help with that!) But I’d love to know if anyone has any other tips? If you’re afraid of flying what do you do that helps? Or if you’re not afraid of flying tell me how you do it! How do you manage to enjoy it?
Are you a foodie? One of those people that enjoys cooking, dining out and sharing pics of perfectly styled food on Instagram? I have to confess, I’m not. Don’t get me wrong, I love food (who doesn’t) but as far as cooking it, marvelling over pretty photos of it, understanding it…well no, I don’t. You will not find me in the kitchen baking up a storm of homemade muffins on a Sunday. My idea of making Italian is to boil some pasta and stir through a jar of sauce (hangs head in shame). I’m in awe of people who use all these amazing words to describe their food. I have two basic descriptions for food “Yum, I like it” and “Yuck, I don’t like it”. I don’t watch MasterChef or My Kitchen Rules either (gasp!)
But let me be clear, whilst I myself am no foodie I am certainly not anti-foodie. In fact I would actually really like to have more of an appreciation of good food. I’d love to expand my horizons, test out my tastebuds and try some new things. I have always been a fussy eater and fussy equals boring and that has gotten a little, well, boring! So that leads me to the whole point of this post. Foodie friends I need your help; I don’t know where to start. I’d like to make healthier food choices; my choices now are quite limited and usually made out of sheer hunger and convenience. I’m overwhelmed by all the information out there- eat this, don’t eat that….So, what are some simple changes I can make? Some great recipes I can try? Super foods? Yays and nays? Hit me up in the comments below or head to Facebook to share- I can’t wait to your suggestions! Who knows, I may end up a foodie yet!
Why hello there! Welcome to my shiny new blog. Those of you that have followed me for a while will know that I used to blog over at The Routine Queen and recently took a bit of a blogging break to focus on starting up my own little business. But I always knew I’d come back to blogging…I always do. Why? Because I love it. I love writing and telling stories and taking photos; and blogging allows me to do all of that. But more than that I love the sense of belonging and community that comes from blogging. I’ve made some great friends through blogging. People in the blogging world are (mostly) just damn nice people. I say mostly because I know trolls exist and I’ve heard many a nasty story, but from what I’ve seen these type of people are thankfully in the minority. The majority of bloggers and readers I’ve come across are supportive, encouraging and understanding. They are open with their knowledge and advice and I have learnt a lot in the past two years that I’ve been blogging and I know there is still so much more for me to learn (and I’m a bit of a nerd who loves to learn). So yeah, I’m back and I’ve got lots of awesome stuff planned for the future so stay tuned!