Pass the panadol!

Well the blogging has fallen by the wayside again due to health issues. Plenty happening, thankfully all of it fixable and all of it my issues and not Hobbit's. I thank God, Buddha, my lucky stars and whatever else daily that none of this is affecting him.
I hate talking health, at the risk of sounding like a complainer, but bugger it, it's actually pretty funny:
I've had a little of this, a sprinkling of these, a touch of this, and a liberal sprinkling of this, daily bouts of this little gem, a torn one of these, 3 run ins with this old friend and of course my old companion.

Dont get me wrong, I'm definitely not complaining, I love being pregnant. Being able to carry my own child is the biggest privilege I've had, especially considering how many women I know that don't have the opportunity.
Master Hobbit is definitely my best creation, crafty or otherwise!
(And reeling off my list of health issues makes for hilarious conversation and a great excuse to sit around in my jammies drinking chocolate milk!)

Promise, if there's anyone left reading these sporadic posts, I'll try harder to write more regularly.

Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder..

The reason for my extended absence from blogging..........

Much has happened since my last blog, as you can see, but where to begin.......?

The spaceprawn in my stomach has been dubbed, with the utmost of affection, the Hobbit. Hobbit's health appears particularly good, while for the last few months mine has been increasingly....curious. Putting it rather nicely. Hence my extended absence not just from the blogworld but the real world also. Things are slowly returning to normal, morning sickness has been banished to the morning only, emergency trips to health professionals has ceased, work has resumed and I am able to return to the simple pleasures in my life: this morning eating a packet of hot cross buns (oh dear), sipping a cuppa and catching up on everything I've missed in blogworld.

In the mix I have since had a birthday (26!!), my darling niece had her first birthday and Naming Ceremony, The Other Half's darling niece had her second birthday. The new Thaw came out (with another natty little article by Yours Truly), and sadly World Sweet World announced they were to be no more due to Thomas and Hannah's own impending package from the Stork. And probably more excitingly (just kidding!) 4 new teapots have joined the collection. Whacko!

And now there is now 3 gloriously empty days stretching out in front of me....I have a stack of fresh newspapers sitting next to me waiting to be perused; a loverly assortment of easter eggs awaiting nibbling; an excellent care package of cd's and dvd's from the fabulous Sophie to be finished; the sun is shining and the Other Half is happily tinkering away outside on a, er......something-or-other; the moggies are snoozing happily on the couch next to me, and being the once a year Catholic I am, my first attempt at cooking Barramundi yesterday was a success. To top it off, I just found a ballet program on SBS!

Hope your Easter weekend is egg-cellent!

2010 with a bang!

Its been so long since I last did a post. I have wonderful pictures and stories to share from Christmas and New Year, as well as my resolutions and plans for 2010....
BUT.....
Something entirely huge and enexpected has happened to overshadow all and sundry. Once I've processed it I'll be back blogging my little heart out and sharing all the exitement..

Until then, I'm going for a Bex and a lie down. Maybe a cup of tea......

Joyeux Anniversaire.

We met on a sultry night at this time of the year.

It was the kind of night when the warm air whispers a thousand promises in your ear.

I saw him and felt hundreds of gossamer butterfly wings come to life in my tummy.

We shared a drink, conversation and a walk home together.

The city slumbered around us.

This is the time for lovers, he told me.

We shared a kiss in an old wooden doorway.

You are beautiful in this dress, he whispered into my hair.

He played a song on his guitar when we reached his rambling home.

And she lets the river answer

That you've always been her lover.

As the sun rose we sat side by side, sipping inky coffee.

Trying not to stare.

Blushing over what we had just shared.

He brought me back to life.

I want you to stay forever, he whispered as I was leaving.

I did.

Bon Anniversaire to my Better Half!

Jasmine Eyes

Shameless plug for my darling sister and her band Jasmine Eyes.
Have a listen on JJJ Unearthed.

(Brazen brag....promo pics taken by moi.)

List Making

The other half often laughs about my obsessive list making. I rather enjoy compiling the odd list or two-mostly because I have a shocking memory! I often come across some of the old lists I've compiled, upon the most random of topics, and today was one of those times. I was going through a box of my old art supplies looking for some brushes when I happened upon an old envelope I had thoughtfully (?) tucked inside an old drawing book of my dad's. It was "Things I am greatful for," with a respelendant pencil sketch alongside of a dreadlocked girl riding a skateboard. Judging by this, I'd put my 'greatful-ness' list circa 1998.....

Things I am Greatful for:
Kate, Bec and Megan
Triple J
My drums
My Family

A scary journey into my teen mind. It got me thinking about what I'm greatful for, circa 2009. And what other lists I should make for myself....

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The Other Half and I went on our first date to the movies tonight. We saw a truly jump-out-of your-seat-scary movie Paranormal Activity. I highly recommend going and seeing it on the big screen, for no other reason than to scare yourself stupid and to laugh at your dearly beloved jumping out of their seat and spilling the popcorn.
I laugh now as I sit here writing this, but I'm definitely sleeping with the light on tonight.................

Enter the Land of Man....'Manland'.

I'm afraid I cannot write a decent blog entry today-even though I had one hundred and one million of the most interesting things in mind to do so with-because the other half is outside in Manland trying to hot up some old engine motor thingy.
It is so loud.
I cant think straight.
And I'm certain my ears have just started to bleed.
The house has started to fill with smoke. Fumes. Or whatever the grey billowy stuff is that is spewing forth from the hard garbage treasure he's tinkering on.
Oh my do I feel sorry for our neighbours.

If this continues for much longer, the other half will be sleeping in Manland tonight......