This is Miss Maddy sleeping on my desk.
Congratulations America.
You did good.
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I just made the yummiest carrot, apple and pecan muffins.
I put cream cheese frosting on them, and because I was out of vanilla essence, I swapped it out with lemon essence.
YUM.
Hands up if you want the recipe.
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Healsville is about an hours drive from our house, maybe slightly longer (or maybe it just seemed longer due to the two 11yr olds in the backseat!)
We arrived in time to eat lunch and then go directly to the 'Birds of Prey' show.
This lovely fella wasn't allowed to fly, but the other birds we saw, were. And they swooped so low over the crowed that you could feel the swoosh of their wings on the way by.
TK and Jordan were nervous that this emu might peck them on the nose, he (she?) really seemed to be eye-balling them.
Cavorting in front of the Kangaroo area.
Another emu in a different area of the park.
TK spooning a kangaroo... there is something wrong with that statement.
TK riding a brass emu while Jordan spoons the Kangaroo... ummm....
There where many more animals, Echidna's -- which I was rather fond off -- a Reptile Enclosure, Platypus, Dingos, Wombats, Tasmanian devils, Koala's, Wallabies, Goanna's ... loads of birds, bats...
... and after a shaky start, a great time was had by all!
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Fantastic!
I had a few friends over for brunch which was great, I caught up with all the gossip, Hurrah!
I had a pedicure. Yay!
Ross and I had a very lovely (although rushed) dinner.
Then, (yes, there is MORE!) then, we went to see 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show' at the Comedy Theatre in the city, it was fantastic. Our seats where in the 2nd row... and we had a blast.
They were selling frozen Daiquiris's in the foyer, so we grabbed ourselves a glass at intermission... YUM.
And we did the time warp, again!
*grin*
On Saturday night Ross, TK and I went to a birthday dinner with some friends at a Mexican restaurant about 30mins drive from our house.
On our way home, we had this conversation:
Me: "Hands up who wants to stop and get ColdRock on the way home!"
Ross and I both raise our hands.
Me: "Are there any hands up in the back seat?"
TK's hand pokes through between the two front seats.
TK: "YES! Mumma, some days you are really embarrassing, but other days you are really cool!"
I grin at Ross and nod
Me: "Yup, I'm really cool! Wait? When am I embarrassing?"
Ross and TK snicker.
Me: "Hrumph! Lets get icecream!"
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So today Ross and I took him to a local horse riding center and he had his first lesson, as you can see it was a beautiful day, Ross and I sat on a log near the paddock the lesson was in, we had the perfect vantage point, and it was really nice just being out in the sun.
I'm not so sure that Sunny was doing as he was told by TK, or, if he just pretty much knew what he had to do.
By the end of the lesson TK was able to ride Sunny back to the shed (stable?) without any guidance, and helped to take the saddle off and gave Sunny a brush down.
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So, I was putting my new (rather expensive) moisturizer on after my shower this morning and my
arm started glittering.
Upon closer inspection of my arm, I realize that there is GLITTER IN MY MOISTURISER?
WTF?
Annoyed, I
looked at the bottle, it doesn't say anything about glitter.
It
doesn't say 'sparkle' or 'shine' or even freakin' 'glow' on the
bottleā¦. and yet, I'm now glinting softly under the lights.
Ross is going to think I've
embraced my inner stripper.
Shouldn't they warn you that there is going to be sparkly bits in the (rather expensive) moisturizer?
I'm not a 'My Little Pony' I don't need glitter on my ass!
/rant.
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Yesterday I was cooking pasta with a store brought pasta sauce.
I had minced beef, eggplant, sun-dried tomatoes, and olives frying, but when I went to open the jar of pasta sauce, I just could NOT get the lid off the jar. I did all the usual tricks and the jar lid was stuck tight.
Ross wasn't going to be home for several hours.
Bugger.
I check the cupboard, I usually have tins of tomatoes, and other ingredients I could use to create my own sauce.
But not tonight, no fresh tomatoes either.
Argh!
What do you think our across-the-road-neighbours thought when TK ended up on their doorstep clutching a jar of pasta sauce and announced "Our dinner depends on getting this jar open!"
They sent him back with an open jar though.
Bless them!
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