Well, December seems to have snuck up and smacked me right in the face!
With 5 days of school left for the year, our calendar is full of parties, dance competitions, graduation, birthdays, school orientation, a swimming carnival, musical rehearsals, school break up and Christmas concert!
In between, I'll find time to go to work, finish Christmas shopping, take the family to Brisbane for two days, and keep the house in some kind of organised chaos.
I also have to sew the huge rip in the trampoline from last weeks storm, which saw winds so ferocious, that they picked it up, carried it over the pool where it came to rest sideways against the house, smashing the downpipe in the process!
Industrial sewing needle anyone?
This year seems different though. A shift in my conscience maybe, as Miss D (aged 12) is starting high school next year. With mixed emotions, of excitement (for her) and pure terror (for me - wasn't she just BORN??) I shall loosen the tie just a bit that connects her to my heart, and send her off to the big school!
By 2014 I'll have a new school to get to know, and a teenager to try to understand, which is ridiculous as I've only ever had young children, where did these big kids come from?
There's been a lot happening leading up to this moment. She spent a week away on school camp, and I cried when the bus left, and stalked facebook for school updates, just hoping for a glimpse of her. The kids had an amazing time, and I'm sure they grew up just a little bit during the week.
Being in Grade 7 and a school leader, she's had many responsibilities and has loved being part of the oldest group in the school. Such a difference being the youngest in high school, the dynamics certainly change. Another milestone that truly begins with that first smile, that first glimpse of a shiny new tooth and the most amazing first step!
I'll admit that I feel apprehensive, and I'll worry about her because it's a big step for me too. Letting go of my first born baby, and realising that she doesn't need me quite as much now that she's older, stings just a little bit.
It's just life. It's part of the process I suppose. Having the world at your feet is a powerful thing, and she is standing on the doorstep waiting to fly.
November 23, 2013
We had the most wonderful day today. Quite a mix of relaxation, rejuvenation and reflection. It's not often we have a day at home, with no work, or sport or commitments so we made the most of it.
A sleep in, a late brunch and an afternoon in the pool for the kids! Miss T was desperate to put the Christmas Tree up, and after consultation with the facebook masses, we decided that the 23 Nov was THE perfect day to bring the Tree to life.
It's the first Christmas Tree we have had in 5 years. When we were living in the shed we couldn't have a tree, because I was sure a possum would take up residence and scratch my eyes out when I decided it was time to pack the tree away!
So we went Treeless for many years, but we've made up for it this year, because this Tree is very full, very sparkly and there's a Lego Man hiding in there somewhere.
Thanks Mr C!
November 9, 2013
It's been a long time between posts! I'm blaming my lack of time and our dodgy inadequate internet connection!
Did I mention that my three kids found the wi fi password and have spent the last month happily playing Minecraft and Tiny Tower, oblivious to the fact that they have sent me into dial up speed hell?
I'm back though and happy to share some photos of our house, 12 months on from moving in. I'm kind of embarrassed to say that I haven't completely unpacked, and I still have some empty kitchen cupboards and boxes needing attention in storage.
There are still little things to be done, and we are taking our time, just enjoying the space and the colour and the newness of it all!
If you are new to my blog, here are some stats:-
- The house took four years to owner build, and we lived in a shed on our farm while the build took place.
- The Money Pit, as we like to call it, reflects the attributes of a modern Queenslander, utilising breezeways, louvre windows, high ceilings and wrap around verandahs to provide uninterrupted air flow.
- The floors are a mixture of Blue Gum and Spotted Gum, and the timber was cut from our property.
- Chair and picture rails, vj wall panelling and ceiling roses keep the Queenslander style.
Here she is, enjoy!
September 30, 2013
Last weekend, we went to a garden wedding.
It was beautiful.
There were fresh flowers from their garden.
And beautiful table decorations.
A white umbrella for the ladies.
And a painting of the scene took shape.
Of course there was a band, and lots of dancing.
And pretty things everywhere.
Congrats Poppy and Mary!
Posted by Farmers Wifey at 3:30 PM
September 18, 2013
That's why I always urge the newcomer to surrender to the city's magic. Forget the irritations and the occasional rudeness; they bother New Yorkers too. Instead, go down to the North River and the benches that run along the west side of Battery Park City. Watch the tides or the blocks of ice in winter; they have existed since the time when the island was empty of man. Gaze at the boats. Look across the water at the Statue of Liberty or Ellis Island, the place to which so many of the New York tribe came in order to truly live.
Learn the tale of our tribe, because it's your tribe too, no matter where you were born. Listen to its music and its legends. Gaze at its ruins and monuments. Walk its sidewalks and run fingers upon the stone and bricks and steel of our right-angled streets. Breathe the air of the river breeze."
- Pete Hamill, Downtown: My Manhattan
I arrived in New York on a rainy Sunday evening. The ride from the airport to my hotel was a swift one as the driver was very experienced in driving to the conditions. I gazed out of the window as the first views of the New York skyline came into view, and tried to take some amateur photos with my Iphone through the glass and the rain.
I was a stranger, yet I felt this sense of familiarity, probably because the city had been immortalised so many times in books and movies. There were the yellow cabs, and the skyscrapers and the noise, oh my, the noise of the traffic, the car horns, the police sirens and the rain....
I had made it. I was in New York City!
I checked into the hotel, and I realised I was only half a block from Times Square. It was 10pm and I wanted to get out and explore, so I walked the short distance to the corner, and there it was.....Times Square, in all it's glory.
On a rainy Sunday evening, it was a visual feast which was almost overwhelming in comparison to the country scene which I see every day! Tourists and street performers, and food on every corner. I stood in the one place and looked up and I'm sure my mouth was open for some time, just in awe of the lights and colours of the billboards, and the brightness of everything.
It was exactly how I had pictured it.
I had found The Crossroads of the World!
I had five days to see as much of New York as I could, so on Monday morning, I armed myself with various maps and brochures and hit the "sidewalk"! I jumped on a grayline double decker bus and did my first tour of downtown. These hop on/hop off tours explore the various loops of New York - downtown, uptown, Brooklyn, The Bronx and Brooklyn by Night.
At every moment, there was something to see. Sitting on the top of the double decker bus allowed for a bird's eye view of the streetscape, and I found myself drinking in every sight, be it the facade of an unusual building, or the intricate details on the many fire escapes that I saw.
There is so much to see and do in New York, and my most profound experiences have come to me in retrospect, not realising at the time how significant they were, and what they would represent. I remember one instance where I'd decided to do a night tour which took in the Manhattan Bridge to Brooklyn. We had the best tour guide, and the only one to play music through our headphones to get the party started and make the other tour groups jealous as we passed them!
The rule was that when the bus was moving, there was no standing up, to prevent bloodied heads from street signs, traffic lights or low hanging trees! It was just on dusk as the tour began so by the time we arrived at the Manhattan Bridge, the city was bathed in the most amazing glow and the lights reflected in the water of the East River.
As we crossed the bridge, our super cool tour guide played this song, and said "You have the best photo opportunity right in front of you. Stand up, take your pics, and enjoy the experience".
All of my thoughts, and reflection and daydreams of New York culminated in that one instant.
Standing on the top deck of a bus travelling over the Manhattan Bridge, with Alicia Keys' chorus pumping through my headphones and the New York wind in my hair, I promised myself that I would never forget this moment.
If I can any offer advice to first time visitors, it would be this:-
See New York with a blank canvas. Paint your own picture of colours and lights and memories. The experience will be different for everyone, what you love may not be someone elses favourite thing.
Seek out the random, incidental wonderful things that New York has to offer. There is just no place like it. I was captivated and inspired, and even now I feel as though I've only peeled away the top layer of the city with so much left to explore.
Have you been to New York? I'd love to hear your stories.....