She never said a word

I have been trying to go through some old photo's I have and do a bit of organising and editing when I came across this one. In 2006 we went to Phuket, Thailand which is were this photo was taken. At the time I was about 8 weeks pregnant with the madam - I had bad morning/afternoon sickness and made friends with pretty much every toilet in Thailand - I am also pretty sure it was in Thailand my ankles turned to tankles - must try and find them again.

Thailand in a phenomenal place. It has some very western things that are appealing to some tourists - you have shopping malls, bars, really cheap clothes, sunnies, etc. But it also has fantastic people. People that may, by western standards, not have a huge amount of 'stuff' but are incredibly welcoming and happy. When we were there it was about eighteen months since the Tsunami and to see how people had rebuilt physically, mentally and spiritually after such a devastating happening was very humbling.

When I took this photo we had been in a mini bus to go visit a temple - this was a stop at a look out to get some air and to make my face return to white instead of the freaky green it was. I remember watching this lady walk to her place of worship - she had a very peaceful, positive vibe about her (and it's all about the vibe) - she played on my mind for a long time - I can't put my finger on the exact reason why but she did. She reminded me, and still does when I look at this photo, that it is good to embrace who you are, to be in the moment as much as possible and happiness can be found in the strangest places - even a rock ledge look out in Thailand.

It is funny how sometimes, if you look past what is known to the unknown, the person ( or people) that may have the greatest influence on you are ones you will never exchange a word with.

Summer's back with a vengeance!

The weather here this week is all above 35 degrees - considering if it gets above 25 I start melting like the wicked witch I think myself and the madam will be spending a fair amount of the day indoors. In this weather I always try to get out and about early and then 'do a twilight' and avoid the sun later - I love the food of summer - the salads, mangoes, strawberries but I don't actually 'do summer' well. I constantly look like I am freaked out (even when I am actually pretty calm) - glamorous just isn't in my nature.

A while ago now my job for a couple of years was to teach school of the air on sheep stations - I was a governess. I was in the outback 200kms south of Coober Pedy - on days like today it would be about 45 degrees up there. It's funny but the heat didn't really bother me up there. I don't know if it is just because it is a dry kind of heat (if that makes sense) or if it was just that you are up there with no option of avoiding it so you deal with it better.

The first station I was on I only had one student and on the hot days we used to take some school work into the cool room. They had a big meat locker cool room because when you are so far away everything is stored in bulk, so there we would be reading and writing in a meat locker - kept us cool though.

Anyway...maybe being at home as made me a bit precious. This week will definately be a week of trying to keep the house cool - especially because the Mr is working outside all week - and dare I say a few indoor activities for the madam and I .

Stay cool or warm - whereever you are on the planet xx

I think I can, I think I can......

Why does common sense more often than not mean not doing something? I have come up with a few ideas over the last few weeks and basically talked myself out of them with rousing round of common sense.
I can't do it because...... I shouldn't do it because.......Everyone will think I'm insane because.......

I know I have to be more 'sensible' (bloody hell) now that I'm 30 and have a miniature person to look after but I did not realise until this morning that being a 'grown up' and having a healthy dose of 'common sense' was making me a bit (in the words of the legendary Billy Connelly) beige.

I'm not being totally self deprecating - I assure you (and myself) I still have a healthy dose of lunacy within. It may be covered with a bit of sav blanc and reading far to many How to .. books but it's there!

I think I have just figured out though when it comes to making fairly hefty decisions whereas before I would be the one in the front seat driving without a map - now I am looking for a taxi and a GPS.

So.....

Screw the map, the GPS and the beige safari suit (great mental image huh!) I'm going to take the front seat in all my rainbow brite glory!

Head space (or case) whichever

I must find a way to do this properly - I'm not sure why but my best ideas for blog posts come to me at 3am when it is far too cold to be sitting at this computer by the time I actually get here - the idea is gone and all I can write is blah, blah, blah!

It is interesting - I feel like I am finding my way back to me through this blog. I was so excited to be pregnant and have madam that I find over the last 2.5 years I have become so consumed with her that in a way I have turned a bit beige! Which was always my greatest fear in life. I never wanted to be that person that was 'taken over' by a child! I mean I was never going to be in a relationship, have kids or anything else! I was going to go off and save the world! Here I am at 30 - a stay at home mum, with a two and a half year old that has been in a relationship for 4 and half years!

Don't get me wrong I love my life and I was always told I could never have kids so the presence of the Madam blows my mind every day - I just need to figure out how to combine me and 'mum' and lover, friend,etc, etc into the same person to live twenty four hour days.

To be honest until two months ago I actually never knew about blogs - since I found them I have become addicted! I love the different types, different people, stories, photos and all they encompass.

I guess what I'm saying is this, me, the whole story is a work in progress............

Reliving

I just took madam to a new playgroup - it's kinda like reliving (is that a word) school for me - although I am starting to think that I am more self conscious as a 30 year old mother than I ever was a teenager. Go figure........

Sliding doors moment

Tonight I got a glimpse into my 'sliding doors' moment................strange

Just so you know

I choose to be happy
I choose to surround myself with positive people and in turn positivity
I choose calmness
I choose smiles
I choose a child I love
I choose a man that drives me nuts but I adore
I choose different
I choose my path