Collecting tidbits of wisdom to pass on to my dear girls so that they can stay as sweet and lovely as they are today without being eaten up by the world.
"There are boys out there who look for shining girls; they will stand next to you and say quiet things in your ear that only you can hear and that will slowly drain the joy out of your heart. The books about vampires are true, baby. Drive a stake through their hearts and run away." - Caitlin Moran
Also, some fantastic advice I got from a 20 year old I used to work with when I was worried about rejecting somebody for fear of hurting their feelings; "they wouldn't worry about hurting yours". So, very, true! For a start, men don't feel things in the same way that women do, secondly I have found it in the past to be a pretty good test of character (not that I intended it to be). If they get angry or nasty about it precisely at the time they should be on their very best behaviour, what sort of behaviour can one expect later on in the relationship?
Thursday, September 05, 2013
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Alfresco Dining
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| Why no bib? Silly mummy |
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| Crazy tongue |
Because I am too slovenly to clean the up the lunchtime aftermath in the house. Actually, I have been getting my clean on today now that I have a sleeping baby again after a week of boycotting the day sleeps. As much as I love hanging out with one my most favourite people in the world, it is not conducive to getting the housework done (well that is my excuse anyway). Also I probably shouldn't be posting so many pictures of her here, but she is just way to adorable. I can't resist.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Hello New Shoes
About half way through my pregnancy, I discovered Crocs and have been wearing them pretty much exclusively ever since. Ahh, the circulation boosting, extra weight bearing wonder of Crocs. When they first came out, I thought they couldn't possibly comfortable enough to justify looking that bad (although way back then I actually cared what people thought even strangers, why?). But my word, they totally are. Fortunately, they have come a long way in the looks department and are mostly pretty cute now. However, as cute as they are, they are situations where they probably shouldn't be worn. Especially when one no longer has the excuse of pregnancy.
In a moving house/we have too much stuff/simplifying frenzy, I authorised my husband to cull some of my shoes. I am only now starting to realise how severely. Hence, I was left in a situation where my choice of footwear was pretty much limited to Crocs, running shoes, hiking boots, work shoes and a couple of pairs of sandals. I needed some pretty new shoes. Well, perhaps I didn't need them but I think it is a good thing for my marriage and self-esteem that I look somewhat feminine or as we (jokingly) pronounce it in our household, fenimine.
Yes, I have dedicated a whole blog post to the questionable fashion choice, Crocs - I'm deep like that.
My faves
In a moving house/we have too much stuff/simplifying frenzy, I authorised my husband to cull some of my shoes. I am only now starting to realise how severely. Hence, I was left in a situation where my choice of footwear was pretty much limited to Crocs, running shoes, hiking boots, work shoes and a couple of pairs of sandals. I needed some pretty new shoes. Well, perhaps I didn't need them but I think it is a good thing for my marriage and self-esteem that I look somewhat feminine or as we (jokingly) pronounce it in our household, fenimine.
My new faves.
Yes, I have dedicated a whole blog post to the questionable fashion choice, Crocs - I'm deep like that.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Re-evaluating plus new mama essentials
After nearly six years, several name changes and an embarrassingly small number of posts; I am still deciding what I want this blog to be. Craft blog, random life stuff blog, inspiration board, wedding blog, marriage blog, mama blog. I even created another blog recently just for the mummy stuff. However, given how little I post on one blog, dividing that by two would just make them both extremely scant things. So to that end (and considering my whopping 92 pageviews over five and a half years), I have decided to make it all of those things. A publicly accessible personal diary.
So, becoming a mum was a real hazing experience for me and without going into too much detail; it was brutal, slightly life endangering and at times, just kind of humiliating. I have made a mental note of things that, at the time, I felt would have literally saved my life. Although, obviously I managed to survive (barely) without them. Now that life is much, much easier I want to make a list for next time before time heals all wounds and I forget completely. Some things I have explained, and some stand alone because to explain them would be a little bit (or a lot) gross.
For the Hospital
1. Paracetamol and ibuprofen - lots of it!!!
This was something I found myself having to practically beg for every six hours in hospital. Regardless of the level of care provided in hospital, these magical capsules will be required at the maximum dosage for perhaps weeks after birth. I have a pain threshold of ummmm zero.
2. Lansinoh nipple cream
To help with breastfeeding.
3. Nipple shields
See above. These are apparently the worst thing in the world, excluding formula feeding in lactivist world but if it means the difference between being able to breast feed or bottle feeding I can't see why.
4. Dummy/pacifier
I was pretty neutral when it came to dummies before Evie was born. I had a few that had been given to me as samples but didn't think to pack any for hospital so effectively spent the entire first night acting as a human pacifier to a baby with a sore head (hence the breastfeeding problems). Now, I am a devoted convert. Even now, ten months down the track it is awesome. Dummy + cot = sleep. It is truly a miracle.
5. Visitor protocol
This may sound a bit harsh and only apply to introverts like me, but six hours after giving birth really was NOT the best time to meet my brother-in-law's childless, whooping cough infected, new (short-term) girlfriend (TRUE STORY)! Likewise, making small talk with just about anyone is going to be difficult when you dealing with an inconsolable newborn and impending nervous breakdown. Decide who you are prepared to see you more disheveled than you will ever be in your life and let everyone else know a set time when you will be taking visitors. I first came across this idea via a Facebook friend and childless me thought "ooh hoity toity", but really it makes so much sense. You only have to make the house (and yourself) presentable once, it shouldn't interfere with feeding the baby if you do it beforehand and it won't be taking up too much time when you would prefer to be caring for your baby or napping and not entertaining. Because it is difficult to be the hostess with the mostest when a baby is glued to you and you are barely able to walk. Also, my wish for every mama of a newborn would be visitors who do a load of dishes.
First days at home
6. Pre-sterilized bottles and formula
Not so much for in hospital as for 11pm on your first night home when both you and the baby are crying inconsolably. The baby, because she thinks you are trying to turn her into a vampire and you because you just cannot bear even the thought of trying to feed her. I think these are great, especially if you do want to breastfeed and don't want to buy the whole bottle set up for a just in case scenario. Breast pump may also be handy, preferable electric.
7. Hot and cold packs
For your shoulders, tummy and anywhere that just needs a little comfort. My grandmother bought me a cute little giraffe which was was intended for the baby but it became my constant companion for a while there. Apparently, it can help soothe baby tummy pains but I never found this to be the case.
8. Pear juice, prune juice, prunes, Metamucil, coloxyl and senna.
9. Hemorrhoid cushion
10. Peri bottle and witch hazel pads (apparently, I didn't actually try either of these but they sound good).
11. Amber
I didn't try this until Eve was about 4 months but it helped no end with my own shoulder pain and seemed to calm Evie too.
12. Almonds
An easy and breastmilk producing snack, win/win.
13. Natural yoghurt
To prevent/treat potential yeast infections. Also good breastfeeding food.
14. Cranberry juice
To prevent UTI's, especially in the case of multiple catheter insertions.
I'm sure I could come up with a lot more. At the shops I will often see things that I think would be handy (still after all this time; yep, I'm scarred or maybe just super prepared for next time), but this is the stuff that I absolutely wouldn't want to be without again.
So, becoming a mum was a real hazing experience for me and without going into too much detail; it was brutal, slightly life endangering and at times, just kind of humiliating. I have made a mental note of things that, at the time, I felt would have literally saved my life. Although, obviously I managed to survive (barely) without them. Now that life is much, much easier I want to make a list for next time before time heals all wounds and I forget completely. Some things I have explained, and some stand alone because to explain them would be a little bit (or a lot) gross.
For the Hospital
1. Paracetamol and ibuprofen - lots of it!!!
This was something I found myself having to practically beg for every six hours in hospital. Regardless of the level of care provided in hospital, these magical capsules will be required at the maximum dosage for perhaps weeks after birth. I have a pain threshold of ummmm zero.
2. Lansinoh nipple cream
To help with breastfeeding.
3. Nipple shields
See above. These are apparently the worst thing in the world, excluding formula feeding in lactivist world but if it means the difference between being able to breast feed or bottle feeding I can't see why.
4. Dummy/pacifier
I was pretty neutral when it came to dummies before Evie was born. I had a few that had been given to me as samples but didn't think to pack any for hospital so effectively spent the entire first night acting as a human pacifier to a baby with a sore head (hence the breastfeeding problems). Now, I am a devoted convert. Even now, ten months down the track it is awesome. Dummy + cot = sleep. It is truly a miracle.
5. Visitor protocol
This may sound a bit harsh and only apply to introverts like me, but six hours after giving birth really was NOT the best time to meet my brother-in-law's childless, whooping cough infected, new (short-term) girlfriend (TRUE STORY)! Likewise, making small talk with just about anyone is going to be difficult when you dealing with an inconsolable newborn and impending nervous breakdown. Decide who you are prepared to see you more disheveled than you will ever be in your life and let everyone else know a set time when you will be taking visitors. I first came across this idea via a Facebook friend and childless me thought "ooh hoity toity", but really it makes so much sense. You only have to make the house (and yourself) presentable once, it shouldn't interfere with feeding the baby if you do it beforehand and it won't be taking up too much time when you would prefer to be caring for your baby or napping and not entertaining. Because it is difficult to be the hostess with the mostest when a baby is glued to you and you are barely able to walk. Also, my wish for every mama of a newborn would be visitors who do a load of dishes.
First days at home
6. Pre-sterilized bottles and formula
Not so much for in hospital as for 11pm on your first night home when both you and the baby are crying inconsolably. The baby, because she thinks you are trying to turn her into a vampire and you because you just cannot bear even the thought of trying to feed her. I think these are great, especially if you do want to breastfeed and don't want to buy the whole bottle set up for a just in case scenario. Breast pump may also be handy, preferable electric.
7. Hot and cold packs
For your shoulders, tummy and anywhere that just needs a little comfort. My grandmother bought me a cute little giraffe which was was intended for the baby but it became my constant companion for a while there. Apparently, it can help soothe baby tummy pains but I never found this to be the case.
8. Pear juice, prune juice, prunes, Metamucil, coloxyl and senna.
9. Hemorrhoid cushion
10. Peri bottle and witch hazel pads (apparently, I didn't actually try either of these but they sound good).
11. Amber
I didn't try this until Eve was about 4 months but it helped no end with my own shoulder pain and seemed to calm Evie too.
12. Almonds
An easy and breastmilk producing snack, win/win.
13. Natural yoghurt
To prevent/treat potential yeast infections. Also good breastfeeding food.
14. Cranberry juice
To prevent UTI's, especially in the case of multiple catheter insertions.
I'm sure I could come up with a lot more. At the shops I will often see things that I think would be handy (still after all this time; yep, I'm scarred or maybe just super prepared for next time), but this is the stuff that I absolutely wouldn't want to be without again.
Friday, February 03, 2012
(Belated) Goals for 2012
My old pastor commented on Facebook recently, that January feels like "holding inhaled breath and waiting to expel it and start breathing again". It is something a can relate to, perhaps this year more than others. Moving to a new town in December and all the traveling for Christmas and New Year celebrations (our first with an extra little person), has left me desiring a life pause button. However, as January has waned and February is new, I am ready to start breathing again and get stuck into living with gusto! So without further ado, my goals for the rest of 2012.
Housekeeping
Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful. - William Morris
1. Declutter. As much as I love making and collecting things, there can be too much of a good thing.
2. Make a daily/cleaning routine and stick to it.
Craft
I have managed to accumulate quite a few unfinished projects over the years and would like to see some to completion.
1. Grandmothers Flower Garden Quilt
I started this quilt at the end of 2006 and then promptly commenced a nursing degree in 2007 which I found consumed much of my time but now I would like to have it finished for Evie's big girl bed. My husband pointed out to me that I had been "over-engineering" it by hand-stitching each stitch on top of the other. A completely unnecessary and time-consuming task. Now I am leaving at least one to two millimeters between each stitch and also using some of the flowers my mother has done which I had previously considered not good enough in my perfectionism. A quilt with slightly less than perfect stitches (which won't even be noticeable) is infinitely better than no quilt at all.
2. Marriage Sampler from Cross-stitch and Embroidery in Red, White and Blue.
Another hand stitched project I would be delighted to finish.
3. Linen scrap quilt
A blue and natural colored quilt using linen salvaged from op shop clothing and incorporating the embroidered table numbers from our wedding.
4. Purchase a decent sewing machine
I have been struggling with a cheap and nasty Brother for a number of years and dread machine sewing because of it. This probably less of a goal than a desire but I am including anyway. I have my eye on a Bernina 380.
5. Regency style dresses for Evie and I from this material
6. Some aprons.
I find housework a lot more tolerable (and easier) when wearing a pretty apron. I like the empire style of Butterick B5509 and the largest style of Simplicity 3544.
I daren't make any more sewing goals lest I don't complete the ones I already have.
I am keeping these goals modest so as not to spook me self and not do any at all.
Housekeeping
Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful. - William Morris
1. Declutter. As much as I love making and collecting things, there can be too much of a good thing.
2. Make a daily/cleaning routine and stick to it.
Craft
I have managed to accumulate quite a few unfinished projects over the years and would like to see some to completion.
1. Grandmothers Flower Garden Quilt
I started this quilt at the end of 2006 and then promptly commenced a nursing degree in 2007 which I found consumed much of my time but now I would like to have it finished for Evie's big girl bed. My husband pointed out to me that I had been "over-engineering" it by hand-stitching each stitch on top of the other. A completely unnecessary and time-consuming task. Now I am leaving at least one to two millimeters between each stitch and also using some of the flowers my mother has done which I had previously considered not good enough in my perfectionism. A quilt with slightly less than perfect stitches (which won't even be noticeable) is infinitely better than no quilt at all.
2. Marriage Sampler from Cross-stitch and Embroidery in Red, White and Blue.
Another hand stitched project I would be delighted to finish.
3. Linen scrap quilt
A blue and natural colored quilt using linen salvaged from op shop clothing and incorporating the embroidered table numbers from our wedding.
4. Purchase a decent sewing machine
I have been struggling with a cheap and nasty Brother for a number of years and dread machine sewing because of it. This probably less of a goal than a desire but I am including anyway. I have my eye on a Bernina 380.
5. Regency style dresses for Evie and I from this material
6. Some aprons.
I find housework a lot more tolerable (and easier) when wearing a pretty apron. I like the empire style of Butterick B5509 and the largest style of Simplicity 3544.
I daren't make any more sewing goals lest I don't complete the ones I already have.
I am keeping these goals modest so as not to spook me self and not do any at all.
Thursday, February 02, 2012
Evangeline's First Birthday Garden Party
TO BABY.
Oh, what shall my blue eyes go see?
Shall it be pretty Quack-Quack to-day?
Or the Peacock upon the Yew Tree?
Or the dear little white Lambs at play?
Say Baby.
For Baby is such a young Petsy,
And Baby is such a sweet Dear.
And Baby is growing quite old now—
She's just getting on for a year.
~Kate Greenaway
Evie is just getting on for a year so my thoughts have turned to organizing her first birthday party. At first it was to be an Edwardian garden party, so that we could wear 1914 dresses by Sensibility, which led to the question of invitations. This is when it occurred to me to have Beatrix Potter invitations which is quite sensible due to the popularity of Peter Rabbit merchandise. However, this in turn led me to consider Kate Greenaway invitations, which has now turned the theme of the party to be Regency via the Victorian Gilded Age. Due in no small part to the dearest depictions of childhood, maidenhood and motherhood as illustrated by the said Miss Greenaway.
There will be badminton of which we fortuitously received a set of for Christmas, perhaps a maypole and other Regency outdoor amusements (of which I am yet to research).
Evie and I will wear dresses made of swiss dot in a soft blue with mustard accents of which I have six metres on account of it being on sale for five dollars a metre. I am thinking of making mine about knee length so that I can wear it in day to day life, maybe slightly longer at the back. If I were to wear it as a Regency costume (not that there is much scope for that where I live) I would just layer a mustard coloured underdress. As a beginner, I will use Mrs Chancey's Regency Gown Pattern and the matching dress, apron and pantloons for Evie.
Signing off in order to take care of the little lady.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Visit to Glengallan Homestead.
In celebration of Australia Day and Michael having the day off work, we decided to take a trip to lovely, historic Glengallan Homestead.
Building of this lovely old homestead commenced in 1867 but was never completed (being only one room deep) and eventually became practically derelict. Even after having two million dollars spent on it received from a government grant, it is still not completely repaired (which I rather think adds to its charm).
The toilet originally had a beautiful blue and white delft bowl.
There are areas of the house that have been restored but I didn't take pictures of them for some reason. I am a little bit disappointed in the pictures I did take, I am still not used to using a digital SLR as opposed to my good old film. Maybe a belated goal for this year could be to improve my knowledge and skills.
Another interesting thing about the homestead was the mummified cat found in the chamber in the foundations, believed to be due to an old builders superstition. Poor kitty.
In the guide book, it mentioned that occasionally volunteers as required for archaeological digs, which I have acquired a recent interest in. However, being a listed building no digs are allowed unless they are certain there is something there to dig, but they cannot be certain there is something there without digging (It doesn't sound like they have the resources for thermal imaging).
Building of this lovely old homestead commenced in 1867 but was never completed (being only one room deep) and eventually became practically derelict. Even after having two million dollars spent on it received from a government grant, it is still not completely repaired (which I rather think adds to its charm).
One of the fireplaces
The flushing toilet
The toilet originally had a beautiful blue and white delft bowl.
Cot and Graffiti :(
There are areas of the house that have been restored but I didn't take pictures of them for some reason. I am a little bit disappointed in the pictures I did take, I am still not used to using a digital SLR as opposed to my good old film. Maybe a belated goal for this year could be to improve my knowledge and skills.
Another interesting thing about the homestead was the mummified cat found in the chamber in the foundations, believed to be due to an old builders superstition. Poor kitty.
In the guide book, it mentioned that occasionally volunteers as required for archaeological digs, which I have acquired a recent interest in. However, being a listed building no digs are allowed unless they are certain there is something there to dig, but they cannot be certain there is something there without digging (It doesn't sound like they have the resources for thermal imaging).
Michael and Evangeline on the upper verandah.
Evie and I downstairs.
More farmhouse charm.
And the most miniscule bird I have ever seen. More like a butterfly in size really.
All in all, such a lovely day. Looking forward to going back with better camera skills and perhaps an Edwardian tea dress. I love this 1914 afternoon dress by Sense and Sensibility Pattens. Not quite Edwardian but a very lovely thing.
Friday, September 09, 2011
Forgiveness
Since the the week before my wedding I have been struggling with hatred of my three sisters-in-law and mother-in-law and I don't like the person I have become because of it - bitter, untrusting, cynical. So recently I have been searching for ways to forgive them and be at peace with them. Something I have been finding increasingly difficult as their offensive behaviour is ongoing and traumatic, however I don't want their penchant for conflict to affect my marriage or the life of this precious little girl.
A tip I found here is to journal about the positives or benefits that have come from the situation so here they are;
Positive number 1 - it has confirmed for me that the vows my husband and I took on our wedding day are for real and made me see what a good man my husband is. Despite his (somewhat misplaced) loyalty towards his family of origin, he is with me for better or for worse.
Positive number 2 - I treasure and appreciate my own family in such a deeper, richer way.
Positive number 3 - I am more discerning of people and their motives. Not all people are nice, it's a good thing to know.
Positive number 4 - empathy, especially for my mother who struggled with forgiveness of her family. I was under the false impression that forgiveness was easy - HA.
That is all I can think of for now and I am not entirely convinced I believe what I have written. It's a work in progress.
A tip I found here is to journal about the positives or benefits that have come from the situation so here they are;
Positive number 1 - it has confirmed for me that the vows my husband and I took on our wedding day are for real and made me see what a good man my husband is. Despite his (somewhat misplaced) loyalty towards his family of origin, he is with me for better or for worse.
Positive number 2 - I treasure and appreciate my own family in such a deeper, richer way.
Positive number 3 - I am more discerning of people and their motives. Not all people are nice, it's a good thing to know.
Positive number 4 - empathy, especially for my mother who struggled with forgiveness of her family. I was under the false impression that forgiveness was easy - HA.
That is all I can think of for now and I am not entirely convinced I believe what I have written. It's a work in progress.
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Hot and Not
Playing along with Claire's Wednesday Hot or Not. Loobylu was one of the first blogs (probably the first!) I discovered back in the early 2000's and introduced me (and many others, no doubt) to the wonderful world of craft and design blogging.
Hot
Nirvana Himalayan crystal salt
Such beautiful colours and maybe its my imagination but so much tastier than regular salt.
Artwork from my beautiful sponspor child. I am thinking of embroidering this design to send her as a gift. She is such a sweet little girl and we get letters from her about once a month. So blessed.
The Martha Stewart Show finally being on Australian free to air television. Jennifer Murphy was on yesterday showing how to make little pumpkin people for Halloween (its a bit behind over here).
Advent Calendars! In particular the one over at happydoll featuring the sweetest illustrations and my own from the Metropolitan Museum of Art which I cannot photograph right now because I am housesitting.
Not
Adjusting to my husband's family culture - Tricky.
Housesitting - I always say "never again" yet it always seems to happen again. I love my own little space. Especially now that I have one to call my own. Also there is no Digital television here, hence no Martha!!
That is all for not, life is good right now.
Hot
Nirvana Himalayan crystal salt
Such beautiful colours and maybe its my imagination but so much tastier than regular salt.
The Martha Stewart Show finally being on Australian free to air television. Jennifer Murphy was on yesterday showing how to make little pumpkin people for Halloween (its a bit behind over here).
Advent Calendars! In particular the one over at happydoll featuring the sweetest illustrations and my own from the Metropolitan Museum of Art which I cannot photograph right now because I am housesitting.
Not
Adjusting to my husband's family culture - Tricky.
Housesitting - I always say "never again" yet it always seems to happen again. I love my own little space. Especially now that I have one to call my own. Also there is no Digital television here, hence no Martha!!
That is all for not, life is good right now.
Three Years
For the past three years, nursing studies and adventures have been the focus of my time and energy and at their culmination I feel my old creative yearnings being breathed back to life from a hibernation of necessity. I have still been working slowly on the grandmothers garden quilt and have reduced my ambition for it as a single bed size quilt and am thinking of making two cot size quilts from it. Becoming engaged and married within nine months this year also awakened my crafty.
I embroidered table numbers using designs from Made in France: Cross Stitch and Embroidery in Red, White and Blue and started embroidering a monogram to place in the centre of a signature quilt like this one at Martha Stewart weddings. Our family and friends signed some heartwarming and creative messages and this was one of my favorite things from the wedding. However, a huge mistake I made was not somehow letting guests know to allow for seam allowance - something which is so obvious to me, as the maker, but of course not obvious to everyone else.
Reading over posts of three years past, in some ways I seem so different and in others very much the same. I still want to make the same quilts. I have been collecting plaid fabrics to make a lap quilt for the couch (how I am enjoying finally having my own little home). I had forgotten about plain spoken and was going to make it from 4 inch squares, so re-reading my old self was a timely reminder. My blue and white wedding quilt replaces the blue and white Irish chain and its so funny, the fan quilt I talked of is the featured quilt for December in a calendar I bought at the Metropolitan Museum of Art during my visit last year. Freaky!
Other ways I have changed in the last three years, rededicating my life to Christ. I grew in a Christian home and always called myself that but wasn't living it. I can't describe how positively my relationship with God has changed my life. I escaped an emotionally abusive relationship and married the sweetest, most patient (I could go on and on) man. I completed a Bachelor of Nursing which has been so important to my self esteem. I am still a little affected in my writing, still introverted (although a little less so). Less obsessed with L.M. Montgomery and novel reading in general (three years of text books and journals seems to have cured that for now), although I still love Canada and want to visit P.E.I.
I have visited America and Canada, forfeited a honeymoon trip to Fiji due to a perforated eardrum and explored a lot more of Queensland.
So an era ends and a lifetime begins.
I embroidered table numbers using designs from Made in France: Cross Stitch and Embroidery in Red, White and Blue and started embroidering a monogram to place in the centre of a signature quilt like this one at Martha Stewart weddings. Our family and friends signed some heartwarming and creative messages and this was one of my favorite things from the wedding. However, a huge mistake I made was not somehow letting guests know to allow for seam allowance - something which is so obvious to me, as the maker, but of course not obvious to everyone else.
Reading over posts of three years past, in some ways I seem so different and in others very much the same. I still want to make the same quilts. I have been collecting plaid fabrics to make a lap quilt for the couch (how I am enjoying finally having my own little home). I had forgotten about plain spoken and was going to make it from 4 inch squares, so re-reading my old self was a timely reminder. My blue and white wedding quilt replaces the blue and white Irish chain and its so funny, the fan quilt I talked of is the featured quilt for December in a calendar I bought at the Metropolitan Museum of Art during my visit last year. Freaky!
Other ways I have changed in the last three years, rededicating my life to Christ. I grew in a Christian home and always called myself that but wasn't living it. I can't describe how positively my relationship with God has changed my life. I escaped an emotionally abusive relationship and married the sweetest, most patient (I could go on and on) man. I completed a Bachelor of Nursing which has been so important to my self esteem. I am still a little affected in my writing, still introverted (although a little less so). Less obsessed with L.M. Montgomery and novel reading in general (three years of text books and journals seems to have cured that for now), although I still love Canada and want to visit P.E.I.
I have visited America and Canada, forfeited a honeymoon trip to Fiji due to a perforated eardrum and explored a lot more of Queensland.
So an era ends and a lifetime begins.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
The youthful laughter of my husband of seven weeks.
The ocean wind blowing ripples across the sand, making it feel and sound like a desert.
The chilled, crystal aqua salt water which is such a refreshing change from the hot, heavy heat.
The playful, white, foamy waves.
The dreamlike sleepy feeling that comes from the spray of salt and fighting of waves and suddenly being finished with university and the feeling that there is work to be done that was always with me.
Life is sweet.
The ocean wind blowing ripples across the sand, making it feel and sound like a desert.
The chilled, crystal aqua salt water which is such a refreshing change from the hot, heavy heat.
The playful, white, foamy waves.
The dreamlike sleepy feeling that comes from the spray of salt and fighting of waves and suddenly being finished with university and the feeling that there is work to be done that was always with me.
Life is sweet.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
My obsession
I have just finished reading The Selected Journals of L.M.M. Montgomery Vol II. This period of her life (1910 - 1921) was very turbulent for her personally and also for Canada and the world. At times I felt like I was invading on her privacy and shouldn't really be reading her journal at all - it was so private. However, I couldn't help myself - I really felt like I was transported back to Ontario in the early 21st century. Another thing that allayed my guilt was the fact that she was quite famous by this stage and intended for her journals to be published once sufficient time had passed. I still don't think it is quite healthy to love a person who I have never met and passed away long before I was born - but I do.
I am also re-reading Anne of Green Gables again as part of Sarah's Avonlea Book Club. I 'discovered' Anne quite late in life. I read some of L.M.M.'s books when I was a vacuous youngster but didn't really become obsessed until I bought a copy of Anne of Green Gables at my old primary school fete about three years ago. Since that fateful day I have been addicted. I get into fierce ebay bidding wars, spend ridiculous amounts on shipping for books from Canada and keep my precious books in brown paper bags to protect them from dust and sunlight. Yes, I am tragic, but I don't care - these books really bring me so much joy. Whatever mood I am in they never fail to cheer me and fill me with a sense of wonder.
I am also re-reading Anne of Green Gables again as part of Sarah's Avonlea Book Club. I 'discovered' Anne quite late in life. I read some of L.M.M.'s books when I was a vacuous youngster but didn't really become obsessed until I bought a copy of Anne of Green Gables at my old primary school fete about three years ago. Since that fateful day I have been addicted. I get into fierce ebay bidding wars, spend ridiculous amounts on shipping for books from Canada and keep my precious books in brown paper bags to protect them from dust and sunlight. Yes, I am tragic, but I don't care - these books really bring me so much joy. Whatever mood I am in they never fail to cheer me and fill me with a sense of wonder.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
A new beginning
What a whirlwind of a week!
It began last Wednesday with orientation. This was a great introduction to University (as I have never been before) and made me feel a lot more at ease with this big transition. The teachers seem really lovely, down to earth and helpful, although with a class of two hundred they have a big job ahead of them. Uni seems to be a much more organised organisation than Tafe, I think this is out of necessity. Web based learning seems to be a big part of the course, I hope not too much (I am dreading this first months internet bill)!
On my return to work, I was training the new old girl (she used to work in the head office of the company) and I don't think I have worked so hard in the whole two years I was there. I feel confident I am leaving my job in good hands, but with all the exitement I am feeling, to be honest it doesn't really concern me.
Monday starting with an 8am lecture! (I thought I was supposed to be scaling back my early mornings). Fortunately it seems to be a relatively easy subject and not too taxing on the brain for that time of morning. The rest of the week is at more reasonable hours, with nearly a whole day of lectures on Fridays and nothing on Wednesdays. I feel at a bit of a loss at the moment with all this free time, but I am sure it will soon be filled with much studying (I plan to ace all my courses) and part time work. For now I am just enjoying having a bit of a break and enjoying my daylight hours!
And so begins a brand new phase in my life and I couldn't be happier.
It began last Wednesday with orientation. This was a great introduction to University (as I have never been before) and made me feel a lot more at ease with this big transition. The teachers seem really lovely, down to earth and helpful, although with a class of two hundred they have a big job ahead of them. Uni seems to be a much more organised organisation than Tafe, I think this is out of necessity. Web based learning seems to be a big part of the course, I hope not too much (I am dreading this first months internet bill)!
On my return to work, I was training the new old girl (she used to work in the head office of the company) and I don't think I have worked so hard in the whole two years I was there. I feel confident I am leaving my job in good hands, but with all the exitement I am feeling, to be honest it doesn't really concern me.
Monday starting with an 8am lecture! (I thought I was supposed to be scaling back my early mornings). Fortunately it seems to be a relatively easy subject and not too taxing on the brain for that time of morning. The rest of the week is at more reasonable hours, with nearly a whole day of lectures on Fridays and nothing on Wednesdays. I feel at a bit of a loss at the moment with all this free time, but I am sure it will soon be filled with much studying (I plan to ace all my courses) and part time work. For now I am just enjoying having a bit of a break and enjoying my daylight hours!
And so begins a brand new phase in my life and I couldn't be happier.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Catch up
I spent the weekend very quietly. Catching up on correspondence, sleep, solitary time, reading and doing nothing.
I love to make my own stationery and will avoid sending mail, Christmas cards or thank you notes if I haven't made anything myself. This is terribly rude and even though something bought would be preferable to nothing (and most people probably don't even care) it is a quirk I cannot shrug.
I found this thank you note I made a couple of years ago during my cutesy phase (I don't know if I will ever grow out of this phase - but it was definently more pronounced during this period) to send to my Auntie Janny. She sent me some lovely fabric for my quilt.
I also found a tiny Puss-in-boots I was making from this period which I would like to finish (although I think I have enough projects on the go at the moment).
Here is a new letterhead (for lack of a better word) that I made yesterday to send to my cousin. Those are her initials in the corner. It is done in a very poor imitation of the Art Nouveau style (my current phase) and it looks kind garish and childish in its scanned form and with those colours. I would like to make some monogrammed stationery for myself but some kind of printing method (lino or lithograph?) would be a better option than pen and watercolours for such repetitive work. Anyway, enough thinking out loud.
Have a lovely week!
I love to make my own stationery and will avoid sending mail, Christmas cards or thank you notes if I haven't made anything myself. This is terribly rude and even though something bought would be preferable to nothing (and most people probably don't even care) it is a quirk I cannot shrug.
I found this thank you note I made a couple of years ago during my cutesy phase (I don't know if I will ever grow out of this phase - but it was definently more pronounced during this period) to send to my Auntie Janny. She sent me some lovely fabric for my quilt.
I also found a tiny Puss-in-boots I was making from this period which I would like to finish (although I think I have enough projects on the go at the moment).
Here is a new letterhead (for lack of a better word) that I made yesterday to send to my cousin. Those are her initials in the corner. It is done in a very poor imitation of the Art Nouveau style (my current phase) and it looks kind garish and childish in its scanned form and with those colours. I would like to make some monogrammed stationery for myself but some kind of printing method (lino or lithograph?) would be a better option than pen and watercolours for such repetitive work. Anyway, enough thinking out loud.
Have a lovely week!
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Six more days!
I am progressing nicely on my ski trip jumper, this is some quick knitting. I think (and hope) this is the first thing I have knitted that I will actually be able to wear in public.
I may not have as much time to work on it when I start uni, but I'm sure I will need a break sometimes.
Speaking of uni, I have spent the last two weekends doing a short introduction to photography course at the University of Queensland, which was fantastic! I really learnt a lot about the basics of photography in such a short period of time.
Here is a photo I took on our field trip to the Roma Street Parklands. It is over exposed, but at least I realise that now and understand why it happened. I did take some better pictures but being the Scrooge that I am decided to scan them myself rather than having the processors put them on disk and most of my scans became contaminated with dust - I will have to try again - and pay the processors do it next time.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Only seven working days to go...
Until I no longer have to be disrespected and demeaned (at least not by the same people every day). Although if everyone was nice and tolerable I probably would not have felt so motivated to leave, which I needed to do anyway- so in the end it was a good thing, maybe even the best thing.
This contradicts my last post in which I remarked on the kindness of everyone - what I should have said was the majority of the office are being lovely, and the unfortunate minority are just being their usual selves. Fortunately, their moods and demands are no longer my problem. Hoorah!
(Sorry for being such a downer, I just wanted to get it out - like my hero L.M.M. - "Temperaments such as mine must have some outlet, else they become morbid and poisoned by consuming their own smoke".)
Although I am not as good as expressing myself as L.M.M., I do become morbid and poisonous when I don't have an outlet, although I don't always have to have a write or talk about my problems, just making things works as an outlet for me (obviously not today).
This contradicts my last post in which I remarked on the kindness of everyone - what I should have said was the majority of the office are being lovely, and the unfortunate minority are just being their usual selves. Fortunately, their moods and demands are no longer my problem. Hoorah!
(Sorry for being such a downer, I just wanted to get it out - like my hero L.M.M. - "Temperaments such as mine must have some outlet, else they become morbid and poisoned by consuming their own smoke".)
Although I am not as good as expressing myself as L.M.M., I do become morbid and poisonous when I don't have an outlet, although I don't always have to have a write or talk about my problems, just making things works as an outlet for me (obviously not today).
Monday, February 12, 2007
Wondermail
I received the most wonderful package from the lovely and generous Kathleen of Liquid Sky Arts on Friday. My photo does not do justice to the deliciousness of of this little parcel (and I forgot to take a picture of it wrapped up I was so excited!)
It is a pendant from Kathleen's beautiful Par Avion series that she made for me in return of some Rock Star stamps that I mailed her. I didn't expect anything in return and certainly not something this lovely. I am touched.
In a strange coincedence I also received The Selected Journals of L.M. Montgomery Vol. I - V from Amazon.ca nearly four months after I ordered them (they came by sea). Hooray!
I put in notice at my work today and everyone is being lovely, maybe they are just happy to be rid of me - just kidding. Not long to go now! (only two weeks in fact - eek).
Quote of the day: Three years goes in three years no matter what you do with it. - K.M. my workmate on my next three years of full time study. So insightful and so true!
Friday, February 02, 2007
Michelle Conley - Student Nurse
I've been accepted into Nursing School at Griffith University! I'm beginning a new life in a big hospital. It was kind of a last minute decision, I only put my application in a couple of weeks ago.
I am looking forward to helping people (especially children) and having more daylight hours to myself. I will also be no longer working for The Man - yay.
In even more exciting news, I am planning a ski trip to New Zealand in July. In preparation I have started knitting this in bright cornflower blue Jet (pattern by Patons);
I might make mine a little shorter; my poor, stumpy, little legs don't need any more cutting off. I'm thinking about changing the collar as well - the current garter stitch collar doesn't seem (to me) to go with the detail of the rest of the jacket.
I like this collar (in fact I like the whole thing - but that is a whole other project).
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Underwater Wonderland
Just a quick little update;
I've been making the most the most of the warm weather and the Gold Coast lately and have been snorkelling the past two weekends. It is my new favorite thing. The first weekend was lovely, blue and clear but we went out too late and the boats and jetskis started to push us into the rocks.
Last weekend, we went prepared. We packed up the boat with pizza and chocolate biscuits, I bought a disposable water/shockproof camera and we headed out for Wavebreak and South Stradbroke Islands. Unfortunately, it had rained the night before so the water was a little murky. We fed the fish (they are very tame) but one bit me on the belly button - ouch! Then we went for a little trek to try and find the Wavebreak Island deer (without success) and were home by 10am. I haven't developed the photos yet because I would like to go out again and get some nice clear ones.
Just for fun, (and also like Shell, I don't like posting without a picure, here is a photo of a lovely little heart padlock I bought myself.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Happy Puppiversary
I brought my little puppy home from the farm a year ago today! Happy puppiversary little one.
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