Kind of Back

Langlan and I have come to the library with the laptop (including the new battery). We're back online! Although I'm not sure how often this will happen as Langlan is currently gnawing on my arm and slobbering all over the keyboard. Mmm, nice!

11 years Ago

I have a story to tell...everyone does of course, but today is a special story day. It's a story in which many people who I love were involved. It goes like this.
Once upon a time there were 4 girls who woke up one morning after a harrowing night of tears over certain flower arrangements.
They toddled down town to be made look beautiful with hair fruffing and makeup doing. They got dressed into shining white flowing dresses and hopped onto their carriage, which looked like Newcastle's famous tram!
They were whisked away to a local farm, walked into a big old hall, stood in front of 500 people and held party bangers and let them off when 1 of them kissed the man she truly and dearly loved.
That story happened 11 years ago today.
I married the man who loves me well, who makes me smile, who is my voice of reason, who cares for me and looks after us....the story continues and rather than being a fairytale, I am praying that it is an epic journey. One that weathers the storms and grows stronger. One in which love and laughter and joy and grace play a HUGE part. One in which we remember every year with excitement.
HAPPY 11 Years Pobj. I love you dearly.

As time goes by...

He is handsome.
He is clever.
He is crazy.
He is cricket mad.
He is kind.
He is creative.
He is amazing.
He is 10!

Mermaid Mackenzi

There once was a beautiful mermaid. She used to swim with the fish. She ate seaweed pies. She loved to dance in the rolling waves. She was an amazing mermaid princess.

More Photo Editing

Kenzi made a heart shaped record bowl from a record Mumma gave her. She then photoedited it!
I have no words.

Today

Today at the Pobjie Academy for Young ladies we made bubble hats...and beards! FUN!

This is how we roll

When there just aren't enough hands to go around!

Oh so distant....

No photos as I have not ventured toget thm of my U-BUTE China phone!

My life.....

Work is wonderful but I lose Dave this week

I get Rod & he's another ... 'Christian'!!?? Crazy.

He's a skilled PARA, but much quiter than Dave.

Bye bye Dave- I'll miss you!

My house is whistle clean underneath, kitchen floorboards sanded & look

beautiful- so glad I won out against Dad over keeping them ;-) So full of charachter & charm they are delicious, if not little up & down and spaced!

Christmas is coming too fast & need to start prezzies or there will be 15 IOWEU's

I kinda like a nice boy- plenty of complications

(as per usual for Kati Mac! Nothing normal or easy)

Up to speed- love you all xxx

Oh almost forgot removed my starter motor all by myself- I am much darker then I use to be and now understand why mechanics don'twear bikinis ha ha ha.

Thank goodness for all my boy at wrk who keep car going with a hammer to the culprit for 2 days then no car for 2 days then ave & my boss pushing me to clutch start me (three times!!!)

WOWEEE!

CONGRATULATIONS!

Our lovely Anon, AKA Rohan, has been inducted into the Ronald McDonald House Charities Hall of Fame. WHOOOOOOOT, you go girl!

I found out via Britt's blog, who is off gallivanting around New York at the moment. Take a peek here.

The Here and Now

I've written a mega-long post but the photos were taking a mega-long time to upload so I've opted for the short and sweet until next time! Flowers for a lovely lady who cooked us a wonderful dinner in her lovely home last Saturday (flowers stolen from the garden of the house we're house-sitting, the warm weather means everything in the garden is bursting open and it's seriously beautiful). And then my 9 week old son in a onesie for a 1 year old. Petit bateau make their clothes on the small side but this is ridiculous! Although the child health nurse weighed him the other day (6.48 at 8 weeks) and he's in the 97th percentile for his age. I think my breasts may be producing pure cream rather than milk!

messiness

no words can explain the sheer joy my kidlets share when they are digging. i guess our landscaping will have to wait...although i could give them the plans....nothing wrong with child labor? although i do think a plan would take the joy away.

getting ready for movember