Friday on my mind – Easy Beats 1968

No I am not writing about the Easybeats, but I am writing about Fridays.

Its been a long long week.  I am exhausted.  I have driven up to my sister and brother in laws property in Marysville and I am so relieved to be sitting here in front of the open fire sipping on champagne.

I work 5 days a week and some would say how lucky I am – don’t get me wrong, I am lucky to have a job, but at some stage in my life I so want to retire.

So, with the discussion this evening going from how to earn our extra income.  The conversation has gone thus – B&B going well, bills just keep rolling in tho’, remember how we always said a ‘diversified’ income was the way to go.  Sister is making strawberry jam, blueberry jam, brother in law has made pizza with home produce (olives and jalapeño peppers).  We are talking about opening a shop, Christmas, fashion any other ideas? so many options.

Tomorrow I am having a Workshop for my “other” business, that being Arbonne.  Now that is what excites me at the moment.

Meanwhile, I will indulge in sitting in front of the fire, with Chai, my sisters’ two other dogs Emma and Hugo (Bonnie is at the vets :() and a glass of chilled champagne.

After working all week, I WILL NOT be getting up to do breakfast at 8.30am.

Maryton Park Bed and Breakfast Marysville Ph. (03) 59633242 for bookings
Maryton Park Bed and Breakfast Marysville
Ph. (03) 59633242 for bookings

Adventures of Chai – Chapter 2

heater with Chai“I don’t like being cold” says Chai.  Do I have to get out of bed?  Reluctantly she moves from the blankets, jumps off the bed and stretches with her belly flat on the carpet.  She looks at me for a much loved rub along her flattened back.

The heater has been on for a while so the house isn’t cold.   I put the kettle on, come on girl, outside – “what me”? She looks me as if I’m mad.  I opened the door and took a step outside, to prove that it wasn’t that bad, not that cold, so there I am thinking Chai was right behind me.

I turned around and looked, “where are you silly!”.

I peeked around the door, there she was, on the heater vent, tail blowing in the hot air, capturing the warmth.   I can see her saying “you must be mad to think I am ready to go outside yet”.

The adventures of Chai – 1st Chapter after intro

Photo on 3-08-2015 at 10.58 pm
Hello, just a quick note about her day today.

She spent most of it at home.  I left the doggie door open so she could go out and do her business.  It has taken a long time for her to use the “door” which at first resisted her efforts to push through it.

Well happily and “unhappily” when I got home, I was relieved to see her outside, but cross that she was barking at the invisible possum that lives in the tree above where she likes to pee.

After such a hard day at home, you can only do one thing in the evening, and that is rest.

Don’t ground them; anti-ground them

My daughter who is 18 has left home.:( The last of 3 lovely daughters. She will do well, and we will do well. I have never grounded her. I have been honest and allowed her to be honest with me. I know much of what she has done and experienced and at times felt concerned for her. But I know she has been brought up to believe in herself.

I've become my parents

Minecraft addicted

I swear if I have to take the computer or the Playstation remotes away one more time I’ll just get rid of both.

Well, I would, but I kind of like using them myself. I am running out of hiding places, though.

I’ve heard from so many parents that they have to take away screen time entirely for various amounts of time as a punishment for bad behavior. Personally, I have no other useful punishments; his favourite activity is inactivity so grounding my son is like sentencing him to his favourite pastime.

Unless I take away screen time, too, grounding him won’t keep him away from his friends anyway. Most of his friends these days have names like Psycho257. They’ve never actually met but their avatars have on some unknown person’s Minecraft server in Cyberville.

Maybe I should ground his avatar.

When I was a kid, my friends had names…

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The Adventures of Chai

This will be an ongoing blog about our most important member of the family, our daughter’s dog Chai.

She is a Maltese Shitzu Poodle cross with the most beautiful of natures.  In her eyes, everyone MUST love her.

She talks to us, she is very much part of the family.

Our journey with this little dog started 3 years ago.  Our teenage daughter had nagged endlessly about how a pet would fulfil our lives and of course she should have a “friend” being an only child.

We stayed strong, committed, a force to be reckoned with, and said never would we have another animal.. She would have to move out to have her own pet.  That was, until she and I were having a “day out” (one of many) and we walked past a pet shop.

This shop front displayed the most gorgeous little dogs, amongst cats, rabbits and other paraphernalia.

Then something happened to me, amongst the determined opinion of Never would I buy from a  pet shop alias Puppy farms outlet, this little apricot and white puppy, no bigger than a rabbit put her little paws against the glass and it happened.  WE just had to get her.  I fought hard, my how I fought.  We cuddled the dog, discussed the breeding, discussed the price, discussed the not now concept and actually ended up leaving the shop – puppyless.

We had tears, hard words, bribery from daughter of how she would make having this cutest little dog the BEST thing ever.  Finally worn down to the quick, (and secretly wanting this little baby for myself) I gave in.  I rang my husband and hoped he would give me a strong word, ie. Don’t come home with a dog I will leave you, but alas, he didn’t, he waned in a wasted effort of “well we did discuss not having a dog”.

So back to the pet shop, purchase made along with food, bowls, heart worm tablets, and documents giving us the lowdown on what we have to do to maintain the care of our puppy.

Hence the adventures of Chai.