(does it count as being wordless if he words are ON the photo?!)
Oh yes I did. I bought and subsequently drank, my very FIRST cup of coffee.
*pause* (whilst you all pick yourselves up from the floor).
I have never been a coffee person. LOVE the smell. Oh yes – remember when supermarkets used to let you grind your own beans? I thought nothing of sticking my nose as far into the grinder as possible, and inhaling that delicious aroma. Mmmm. The taste – UGH. So bitter. Why would I want to confuse my ‘happy coffee smells’ with that awful bitter taste. Not going to happen. Ever.
Until a week or so ago.
I blame my friend Katie. She has a Nespresso machine (unfortunately no George Clooney). the smell emitting from that thing – AMAZING. She whipped up a coffee for herself and another friend, and I had a little taste (I am a soy milk drinker – she only had ‘normal’ milk – so was only up for a titchy taste). oh gosh – it was yum. Really yum. Since that LITTLE life-changing experience mouthful, I have been thinking about dropping in on Katie again, armed with some appropriate milk for my belly!
Fast forward to today. Murphy invited me to her Kinder Mothers Day afternoon tea. (a post dedicated to that coming…) Much excitement. We were offered coffee or tea. Being neither a coffee or tea drinker (and knowing there was no soy milk!), I chose tea, and figured i could lock into stealth mode, and water a plant with my unwanted tea. Murphy came back with a cup of coffee! How could I not take it – she was so so happy. I plopped in a spoonful of cream (!), and some sugar and had a swig.
It was OK!
I guzzled it down, (along with copious teddy-bear biscuits that had been iced with love and MANY sprinkles) and wondered at my suddenly grown-up palette.
Not being able to get the thought out of my head, I stopped in at my local deli (who know me well – after all – they kept me going in yummy ham, through three pregnancies!), and explained my newly found taste for coffee. Could she please make me a real coffee? She was super excited to relieve my of my ‘coffee-inity” (umm – yeah – it’s ‘totes’ a real word!), and she made me a delish Bonsoy latte with her ‘five senses’ coffee beans, and then demanded that i take my first sip in front of her.
I was impressed. And hooked. And slightly buzzy. And a little excited.
So excited that I drove home and bounced across the road to tell my neighbour. Then I rang Wilbur. Then I told a friend who brought Madison home from school. The I instagrammed it, and subsequently facebooked it. Then i made dinner in record time. AND – I am still out of bed. AWAKE. I had that coffee 7 hours ago. (note to self – NEVER drink coffee later than 4pm!).
I am ready to be all grow’d up and go on coffee dates. So much more satisfying that saying “umm – soy milk hot chocolate please”!
Bring on the soy skinny latte!
AND……. because i can’t post without a picture – I captured this on my trusty iPhone today. This little girl is AWESOME!
PS – All Aussies – make sure you purchase the Sunday Herald Sun this weekend – we are featured in the Sunday Magazine!
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OMG I thought I was the only one. I have only ever tried coffee once, when I was a flower girl at a wedding age 4. Never felt the need to pick up another cup since, and quite happy to keep the status quo.
Love the photo, can’t believe it’s from the iPhone. AMAZING!
Yes. I realise that Mothers Day is tomorrow. I write this now, as I know that all Mothers Day gifts have already been lovingly created, and I have four little girls in bed VERY excited to get up and bounce onto my bed tomorrow morning for some fun.
This list is not a list of hints. (although…… Wilbur – if you happen to read this!), it’s just a group of wishes….
SO – here goes. For Mothers Day 2012, I would like:
1. Wilbur to surprise me by sliding into bed during the night, and enveloping me in a big bear hug (umm – without the snoring puhlease!)
2. My girls to bounce in onto bed AFTER 7:00am.
3. The sunshine to visit for long enough tomorrow so that we can eat cake and drink hot chocolates on the beach (after we have warmed our house by baking delicious treats), and make shadow chalk drawings on the path. Note – the hot chocolate part may be tricksy – I can’t remember where the thermos is.
4. My grumbly self to not make an appearance, but instead be at peace for the day, and find insurmountable patience.
5. To find the whereabouts of our book ‘Georges Marvelous Medicine’, so we can snuggle up and continue reading it together.
6. a simple, easy day full of love.
Sounds fabulous – yes? Will report back as to whether my wishlist came true.
Now, if I had to wish for actual physical ‘things’, here are a few, in absolutely no particular order….
1. watercolor painting class, with the very talented Dawn. 2. cute little notepapers 3. Poppies for Grace notecards: 4. wooden stamp set: 5. iPhone 4S: I already have an iPhone4, it is a few years old now, and it is definitely on the way out. PLUS – I want to make the most of Siri and the camera (unlike Wilbur, whose iPhone4S is wasted on, since he just uses it as a phone!). Needs t be white and 64GB. My contract is up soon, and I will upgrade – yay!
It’s not a massive wishlist. Infact, I am sure with lots of thought, I could add more, but really, Mothers Day is about celebrating being a MUM, and having a Mum. Unfortunately my Mum isn’t here anymore, but I’ll be sending her (and my Grandma), a few Mothers Day thoughts. I am sure they are both watching us from wherever they are, enjoying watching our little girl-tribe live life.
Happiest of happy Mothers Day for tomorrow for all the Mums, and kids – do your Mum a favour, and let her sleep in BEFORE you bombard her with love and craft goodness.
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Not just ANY Sarah – the one and only fabulous Sarah Murdoch.
Quite out of the blue on Tuesday, I received an email inviting me to the opening of BONDS Australia‘s new Doncaster Store, to meet and chat with Sarah Murdoch, take a few photos and enjoy all that bonds has to offer. I LOVE a bit of Bonds, and am a fan of Sarah’s, so I picked myself up off the floor (where I fell after reading the email!), and off went Milla and I today.
Let me start by saying, I was totally unsure of what to expect, having never been to an opening of anything before. Certainly there would be no red carpet (or would there?!), nor would I really get a chance to sit down and chat to Sarah one-on-one. Surely not. So – I didn’t actually PREPARE any stunningly amazing questions for her. As I was driving, I felt a wee bit of panic creep up on me. What if I DID actually get to chat to her? What would I say? What would I ask her? What if I got all flustery and fumbly? By the time I made it into the store (without checking EXACTLY where I had parked my car – note to self – NEVER EVER walk into a shopping complex without a tent, packed lunch and cookies that you can leave a trail of crumbs, thereby leading you safely back to your car……….), I was slightly frazzled. I think I covered up nicely though!
After some browsing, and the obligatory two-year old toilet stop, I was introduced to Sarah, and we had our photo taken. Oh my gosh. She is so effortlessly graceful. Tall. Beautiful and NORMAL! Such a lovely Mama. She and Milla and I were ushered to the back of the store for a chat. We talked parenting. We talked work-life balance. We talked about snuggling up in bed with our children. Laughed over the contents of our handbags. She pulled out her iPad for Milla to play with – not minding about the sticky banana-fingers. We talked about taking out children for granted, but then realising that they are treasures. The feeling we get when we THINK we want to have some peace and quiet away from our children, but when we are actually AWAY, our hearts feel slightly empty. She showed me photos of her little gang on her iPhone. They are super cute. We talked about how children take stock in everything around them – they are in their own time – enjoying the little things – things we should be more mindful of. She smiled and laughed. With me. I felt special, and that is good.
We. Just. Chatted.
It was lovely. She may be one of the most well-known faces of Australia – an icon even – but I saw her today as a beautiful, caring mum, daughter, wife and person. Just like me. And you. Thank-you Sarah for reminding me that no matter how busy, grumbly, tired, famous or ‘anything’ that we are, we are all CELEBRATED by our families, and celebrate the little things.
I took all of these photographs on my iphone – that ensured I captured the moment, and the little things that Milla was loving, rather than fiddling with my big gorgeous camera – so the quality isn’t fabulous – but the memories are.
Milla LOVES her gorgeous stripey wondersuit and hoodie – I think she gets a bigger kick out of parading around her own ‘baggie’! Yes – she was wondering around nearly nude – after she tried on her Wondersuit, she felt there was absolutely no need to get dressed completely again. How could I argue with that cute belly! The new Store is fabulous – stocked to the brim with all of our favourite Bonds-wear – knickers galore (it was all I could do to stop Milla from tearing them from the hanger and wearing them on her head!), tees, hoodies, sloppy joes, skirts, dresses, trackies and more. Whip on over and have a look!
Thank-you to Bonds Australia, and the lovely Sarah Murdoch.
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Wow
Stunning
Even Sarah doesn’t look bad
Haha = thank-you lovely husband xo
You know what – this parenting gig is hard. Yes. I said it out loud.
I love my girl. Yes I do. Sometimes though, I would like to put them in a box with an airhole and leave them there – just for an hour or so. Yes. I also said that out loud.
I wonder – is it to much to expect that my 7 and 9 year olds get themselves dressed in the morning and then eat their breakfast that I put in front of them WITHOUT any fighting, niggling, time-wasting, lying on the floor doing goodness knows what, etc, etc?
AND – what is with all the fighting between them lately. All the whinging. All the back-chatting from Madison? All the ‘I don’t know’ answers to questions where they are clearly in the wrong?
Why does it not work even when I am calm and count to a millionty-ten before asking AGAIN to do something? It certainly doesn’t work when I yell – we all get upset. I hate yelling – yet I have done so much of it lately that I am sure our neighbours think I am a cranky old haggy witch. My throat hurts.
Why is it that I am swearing under my breath whilst I am yelling at them. I do not swear. Ever.
Why am I not feeling the love.
I put them to bed tonight just so I could have some peace. I totally had lost patience. Totally. I needed to remove myself from them – so to bed they went. I sat down and had a good good cry.
I feel better.
Tomorrow is a new day. I am turning the page on today and the last few days. A new chapter. One with a much happier ‘choose your own adventure’ ending.
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Oh Kyile, we have all had days like that. My 7 and 9 year old sound just like yours. Give me 20 2 year olds any day, at least they dont talk back and they are easy to contain lol. There is nothing wrong with having a good cry, it always makes me feel better xoxo
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Having similar days here. Driving me bonkers, then I am spending the night time beating myself up for all the ways that I could have made the day nicer with the kids/not raised my voice/ not swore. But someone always does something they shouldnt, stands on the baby, spills something, hits the other and my patience is caput. This parenting gig is not explained in great detail before you sign up. They dont tell you you are signing your existence over! 90% hard work, 10% warm moments that fill your heart.
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