Today has been quite a pleasant day, one way and another. Weather wise it was not too hot, but it is bound to heat up soon, as all our weather comes from the west, and it has been scorching over there.
Our daughter and her children arrived just as we were about to go down the street to do a few jobs. She said the boys wanted to stay with us, so I said they could come with us. They thought that was a nifty idea, and jumped in to our car.They had not ridden in it before.
While we were waiting for Neville to come and drive us, Riley asked me if Yu-Jin had a Nanna. I said, "Yes, he does." "Who is she?" I said, "Me." "How come?" So, I explained the situation to him, and told him he also has a grandmother in Korea. I said she is Auntie Miky's mother. "Who's Aunite Miky?" I explained she is married to Uncle Mark, his mum's brother. As they have never met, it is not surprising he was puzzled.
We drove down town and I took the boys to the post office so they could post a letter each. Then they came with me when I withdrew some money from my credit union account. We drove down the street a bit and while I went in to the newsagent's and bought a magazine, Neville took them to the play ground for a few minutes and I went back to the car. When I looked through the magazine, I noticed an advert for another mag and decided to buy that too. I locked the car and went back to the paper shop. One of the owner's children served me. The mag cost $5.75. I gave her $20.00 plus the 75 cents. She gave me $13.00 change. I asked her if she had run out of $5.00 notes, she said no, she hadn't. I said that she had given me the wrong change. She should have given me $15.00, as I had given her the extra 75 cents. She corrected her mistake. Gotta watch these kids.
The chaps came back soon after, and they were hot, as they had been mucking around with their Pop. I suggested we go and get a drink. They thought that was a good idea, so we drove to one of the bakery cafes. I asked them if they would like a milk shake, and they said they would. We decided on flavours and Lachlan said he would like something to eat. He said he would like a finger bun. There were no finger buns. He settled for a chocolate Eclair. When we finally got our milkshakes, we went back to the car. Riley put his drink on the seat while he did up his seat belt. Yes, dear reader, it fell over and started to leak on to the seat. Thankfully, I had a blanket on the seat and not much leaked out before I noticed it.
We drove back home and they asked if they could play a game on the computer. I booted it up, and they had not been playing long, when their mum came back for them. It hardly seemed like five minutes, but must have been an hour or more they were with us. It was something different for them anyway.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Christmas Day 2007
This year's celebration was sort of dumped on me at the last minute.
On Sunday, my daughter rang and asked if they could come here for the day. I said it was OK, just so long as I had some help with the lunch, as I am having trouble with my knee and am still hobbling a bit and in pain. My daughter leaves everything till the last minute. This is not my style.
We decided that we did not want a roast dinner, and plumped for a B.B.Q instead. I asked her to make a green salad and a potato salad. I made a Coleslaw and we had the chops and snags here.
Christmas Eve, Neville had to buy a new hose for the gas cylinder, as the one that came with the B.B.Q has a regulator on it and would not let the gas through very fast. It took 2 hours to cook something that should have taken 20 minutes, because the hot plate did not get very hot.This time, it worked a treat.
Our daughter and her family arrived about 11.50 am, and we got the lunch on the table. It was a very relaxed time, and I really enjoyed Christmas for once. After lunch I gave the children their gifts and the boys were very excited and pleased with them.
I gave Riley a Cars Lego furniture truck, which his brother put together for him. Lachlan only has one hand to do things with and he manages very well. I also gave Riley a Target gift card, and he was waving it around excitedly telling his mum he had a credit card.I said he had better give it to mum to look after, so he did not lose it. This he did.
I had had to wrap one of Lachlan's gifts in bubble wrap, as it was only in a display box, and if I had wrapped it as was, it would have ripped the paper. When I was picking up the paper to dispose of it, Pete said I should give the bubble wrap to Willow to play with. I balked at the idea because it is plastic. He said it was not a plastic bag, though. I took all the sticky tape off it ang gave it to her to play with. I had given her a Glo Bear as well. She was much more interested in the bubble wrap, and more so when Riley started popping the big bubbles. She laughed and laughed at the noise and his silly antics. She absolutely hero worships those boys.
At around 2.30, Pete came in and said they had to leave as he had forgotten to take his anti Histamine tablet, and he was having a reaction to something outside. As he suffers from Asthma, I did not argue about it, though I was disappointed they could not stay longer, as we hardly ever get to see the children.
All in all it was a very pleasant day. The weather was kind to us too. I think it was only 25c. Just a nice Spring day, though it is Summer.
On Sunday, my daughter rang and asked if they could come here for the day. I said it was OK, just so long as I had some help with the lunch, as I am having trouble with my knee and am still hobbling a bit and in pain. My daughter leaves everything till the last minute. This is not my style.
We decided that we did not want a roast dinner, and plumped for a B.B.Q instead. I asked her to make a green salad and a potato salad. I made a Coleslaw and we had the chops and snags here.
Christmas Eve, Neville had to buy a new hose for the gas cylinder, as the one that came with the B.B.Q has a regulator on it and would not let the gas through very fast. It took 2 hours to cook something that should have taken 20 minutes, because the hot plate did not get very hot.This time, it worked a treat.
Our daughter and her family arrived about 11.50 am, and we got the lunch on the table. It was a very relaxed time, and I really enjoyed Christmas for once. After lunch I gave the children their gifts and the boys were very excited and pleased with them.
I gave Riley a Cars Lego furniture truck, which his brother put together for him. Lachlan only has one hand to do things with and he manages very well. I also gave Riley a Target gift card, and he was waving it around excitedly telling his mum he had a credit card.I said he had better give it to mum to look after, so he did not lose it. This he did.
I had had to wrap one of Lachlan's gifts in bubble wrap, as it was only in a display box, and if I had wrapped it as was, it would have ripped the paper. When I was picking up the paper to dispose of it, Pete said I should give the bubble wrap to Willow to play with. I balked at the idea because it is plastic. He said it was not a plastic bag, though. I took all the sticky tape off it ang gave it to her to play with. I had given her a Glo Bear as well. She was much more interested in the bubble wrap, and more so when Riley started popping the big bubbles. She laughed and laughed at the noise and his silly antics. She absolutely hero worships those boys.
At around 2.30, Pete came in and said they had to leave as he had forgotten to take his anti Histamine tablet, and he was having a reaction to something outside. As he suffers from Asthma, I did not argue about it, though I was disappointed they could not stay longer, as we hardly ever get to see the children.
All in all it was a very pleasant day. The weather was kind to us too. I think it was only 25c. Just a nice Spring day, though it is Summer.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Big day out.
Yesterday, I woke at 'sparrow f..t,'( the crack of dawn, for the uninitiated.) as per usual. This was not a problem , for once, as we were traveling to Adelaide, to do some shopping and see my mother.
It had been a very hot day on Thursday, and we were hoping for a cooler day for the trip. We got our wish. It was freezing and poured with rain!! It rained so hard on the freeway, that the wipers struggled to keep up. There was a lot of storm water backed up on the streets and roads, as the drainage system could not cope, either.
We drove down to Marion so I could look a t a computer desk I had seen in a catalogue that I quite liked. It was only $149.00. We could not find the place with the street number given in the catalogue, so we pulled in to a side street, and while I phoned them, Neville ate his lunch that he had taken with him. It was 1.30 by this time.
The young man told me were were nearly there, and to proceed until we saw Harvey Norman, and they were next door. We went in and looked at the desk, but it was not really big enough. My sister had offered me one for free that had belonged to her father-in-law, who has recently died. I had said I would check this other one out first. We were nearly down to her suburb, so I rang as arranged, and told her we were on our way.
This suburb is a b.....y awful place to find your way in. We get lost EVERY time we go there. It took us half an hour, when it should have taken ten minutes. I had to ring her again, and while I was talking to her, we arrived at her house.
I had my window down, as the sun had come out, and after the rain, it was very muggy. The window has always been stiff when it is wound up, and yesterday was no exception. Only problem was, I did not notice the window had slipped off it's track and had dropped down inside the door. It was unusually hard to wind up, and then there was a crack, like breaking glass. I looked around the see the problem. Neville managed to get it back up, but I was unable to wind it down again.
(I went to the library this morning, to see if I could get a manual for the car, so Neville could dismantle the door and fix the window. It was closed!!! It is supposed to be open on Saturday mornings, but the cleaning lady said not today. They are supposed to be providing a public service. Bloody public servants!)
After we had a cup of tea and chatted to my sister and her husband for a while, we had a look at the desk. It is smaller than the one in the shop.Then my sister asked me if I would prefer hers. I said I would, as it it is bigger. They will be traveling through here in February with a trailer load of gear, and will drop it off then.
We then went to the nursing home to visit my mother. She was looking better, but we are told she will never walk again, or talk properly. She is eating well my sister says, and she is being treated more humanely by the nursing staff. This is a huge relief to me. We stayed for an hour, and left shortly after her tea had been brought in.
Mum made my day when she said something I did not expect from her. I had been saying how we had hoped for a cooler day to travel, and had not expected so much rain. I said,"Idiot me. I wore sandals, didn't I?" "I have had my feet wet a couple of times." Mum said something and I had to ask her to repeat it. She said, "I didn't know anyone was supposed to be perfect." I just laughed, though I wanted to cry, and kissed her and told her she was gorgeous.
As we were leaving, we met her friend in the passage. She hailed us, and we stopped for a word. I went off to find out where to put the debris from my flowers, and when I came back to Neville and Jo, I heard Jo say something about a priest.
I asked Neville about it on the way home. He said Jo had heard his voice and thought the Anglican priest was in with mum. He was incredulous, and exclaimed, "Do I look like a priest?" I said. "What does a priest look like, but himself. If that had been your calling, of course you would look like a priest."
We called in to our daughter's home and had a cuppa, and chatted to the children. Lachlan gave me a Christmas card he had written in.They had been to see 'Santa' at the local super market and had some balloon animals. These kept getting popped. We arrived home at 10.30 and crashed into bed. I slept for seven hours straight! Lovely.
It had been a very hot day on Thursday, and we were hoping for a cooler day for the trip. We got our wish. It was freezing and poured with rain!! It rained so hard on the freeway, that the wipers struggled to keep up. There was a lot of storm water backed up on the streets and roads, as the drainage system could not cope, either.
We drove down to Marion so I could look a t a computer desk I had seen in a catalogue that I quite liked. It was only $149.00. We could not find the place with the street number given in the catalogue, so we pulled in to a side street, and while I phoned them, Neville ate his lunch that he had taken with him. It was 1.30 by this time.
The young man told me were were nearly there, and to proceed until we saw Harvey Norman, and they were next door. We went in and looked at the desk, but it was not really big enough. My sister had offered me one for free that had belonged to her father-in-law, who has recently died. I had said I would check this other one out first. We were nearly down to her suburb, so I rang as arranged, and told her we were on our way.
This suburb is a b.....y awful place to find your way in. We get lost EVERY time we go there. It took us half an hour, when it should have taken ten minutes. I had to ring her again, and while I was talking to her, we arrived at her house.
I had my window down, as the sun had come out, and after the rain, it was very muggy. The window has always been stiff when it is wound up, and yesterday was no exception. Only problem was, I did not notice the window had slipped off it's track and had dropped down inside the door. It was unusually hard to wind up, and then there was a crack, like breaking glass. I looked around the see the problem. Neville managed to get it back up, but I was unable to wind it down again.
(I went to the library this morning, to see if I could get a manual for the car, so Neville could dismantle the door and fix the window. It was closed!!! It is supposed to be open on Saturday mornings, but the cleaning lady said not today. They are supposed to be providing a public service. Bloody public servants!)
After we had a cup of tea and chatted to my sister and her husband for a while, we had a look at the desk. It is smaller than the one in the shop.Then my sister asked me if I would prefer hers. I said I would, as it it is bigger. They will be traveling through here in February with a trailer load of gear, and will drop it off then.
We then went to the nursing home to visit my mother. She was looking better, but we are told she will never walk again, or talk properly. She is eating well my sister says, and she is being treated more humanely by the nursing staff. This is a huge relief to me. We stayed for an hour, and left shortly after her tea had been brought in.
Mum made my day when she said something I did not expect from her. I had been saying how we had hoped for a cooler day to travel, and had not expected so much rain. I said,"Idiot me. I wore sandals, didn't I?" "I have had my feet wet a couple of times." Mum said something and I had to ask her to repeat it. She said, "I didn't know anyone was supposed to be perfect." I just laughed, though I wanted to cry, and kissed her and told her she was gorgeous.
As we were leaving, we met her friend in the passage. She hailed us, and we stopped for a word. I went off to find out where to put the debris from my flowers, and when I came back to Neville and Jo, I heard Jo say something about a priest.
I asked Neville about it on the way home. He said Jo had heard his voice and thought the Anglican priest was in with mum. He was incredulous, and exclaimed, "Do I look like a priest?" I said. "What does a priest look like, but himself. If that had been your calling, of course you would look like a priest."
We called in to our daughter's home and had a cuppa, and chatted to the children. Lachlan gave me a Christmas card he had written in.They had been to see 'Santa' at the local super market and had some balloon animals. These kept getting popped. We arrived home at 10.30 and crashed into bed. I slept for seven hours straight! Lovely.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Christmas Do.
Sue and I went to the Christmas wind up party for the Activity Centre today. The Activity Centre is attached to the hospital and is an outreach service for the elderly and disadvantaged people of the town . Anybody can attend any day of the week. The women who run it are always friendly and arranging outings and activities, like cooking, sing a longs, cards and shopping trips etc. Sue and I don't go to the centre for any of the activities, except the church service some Tuesdays. This is held next door in the independent aged care facility.We always go in and say hullo to everyone, though. We never seem to think of going to the centre during the week. Not because we are snobs, it just does not occur to us, as we seem to find plenty to entertain ourselves with.
We were seated at the back of the dining room at one of the pubs, and it turned out to be hotter than forecast. The air conditioning did not reach to our end of the room, and it was a bit muggy.
I was seated next to a lady I used to see when I attended the Anglican church, and who I have not seen for years. She is 96 and looks about 70. Next to to her was another elderly friend I do not see much of, either. It was nice to catch up with both of them.
Across from me, was Alma, another older lady I have not seen for years. She spoke to me, but called me Denise. I said I was not Denise, and she said, "You used to be." I tried not to burst in to fits of giggles, and said "No, I am Susan." She asked me who my husband is, and Sue said "She is married to Neville." Alma said. I thought you were married to Peter." I said, Denise was married to Peter, though she is not married to him any more.
That made my day!
We had to sing some Christmas carols, which was nice, then we finished off with Jingle Bells! I did not join in with that one. Then one of the women gave us a piece of newspaper and told us we had to make a Christmas tree out of it. Mine was a dismal failure, as were many others. If we had been given scissors it would have been a different kettle of fish.
Then, we had to endure the childish custom of Father Christmas giving out gifts. We each had to bring a $5.00 gift, and say if it was for a man or woman. The average age of those present would be about 80!
Then we sang Happy Birthday to a lady who goes to the centre every Tuesday and bakes pasties. These are frozen and sold at various times, to raise extra monies for equipment etc.
All this before lunch. When the meal was served, it was not very appertizing and was cold. It was supposed to be hot, as it was roast turkey etc. The beans were over cooked and disintegrated when one tried to eat them. Dessert was a choice of Plum Pudding with cream and custard or Pavlova. I chose the pudding, as I thought it was the lesser of the two evils, and was disappointed as it was out of a tin and dry as dust. It looks as though I will be living of lettuce leaves for a few days to compensate.
There were two raffles drawn today. One was for a beautifully decorated Christmas cake. The lady next to me won that. Then there was the usual pub raffle run on Wednesdays. I won a $10.00 voucher from the pub. Nice.
On the way out, I was given a piece of the Christmas cake that the birthday girl cut, and it was as dry as dust, too. Whoever made it should take lessons. It had not been given time to mature.
All in all, it was quite a pleasant day. I never get invited to anything like this,so thought it would be nice to get out for a change. It only cost me $10.00 for the meal, which is what it usually costs on Wednesday, as it is Senior's day.
Merry Christmas everyone. May the peace of The Lord be with you always.
We were seated at the back of the dining room at one of the pubs, and it turned out to be hotter than forecast. The air conditioning did not reach to our end of the room, and it was a bit muggy.
I was seated next to a lady I used to see when I attended the Anglican church, and who I have not seen for years. She is 96 and looks about 70. Next to to her was another elderly friend I do not see much of, either. It was nice to catch up with both of them.
Across from me, was Alma, another older lady I have not seen for years. She spoke to me, but called me Denise. I said I was not Denise, and she said, "You used to be." I tried not to burst in to fits of giggles, and said "No, I am Susan." She asked me who my husband is, and Sue said "She is married to Neville." Alma said. I thought you were married to Peter." I said, Denise was married to Peter, though she is not married to him any more.
That made my day!
We had to sing some Christmas carols, which was nice, then we finished off with Jingle Bells! I did not join in with that one. Then one of the women gave us a piece of newspaper and told us we had to make a Christmas tree out of it. Mine was a dismal failure, as were many others. If we had been given scissors it would have been a different kettle of fish.
Then, we had to endure the childish custom of Father Christmas giving out gifts. We each had to bring a $5.00 gift, and say if it was for a man or woman. The average age of those present would be about 80!
Then we sang Happy Birthday to a lady who goes to the centre every Tuesday and bakes pasties. These are frozen and sold at various times, to raise extra monies for equipment etc.
All this before lunch. When the meal was served, it was not very appertizing and was cold. It was supposed to be hot, as it was roast turkey etc. The beans were over cooked and disintegrated when one tried to eat them. Dessert was a choice of Plum Pudding with cream and custard or Pavlova. I chose the pudding, as I thought it was the lesser of the two evils, and was disappointed as it was out of a tin and dry as dust. It looks as though I will be living of lettuce leaves for a few days to compensate.
There were two raffles drawn today. One was for a beautifully decorated Christmas cake. The lady next to me won that. Then there was the usual pub raffle run on Wednesdays. I won a $10.00 voucher from the pub. Nice.
On the way out, I was given a piece of the Christmas cake that the birthday girl cut, and it was as dry as dust, too. Whoever made it should take lessons. It had not been given time to mature.
All in all, it was quite a pleasant day. I never get invited to anything like this,so thought it would be nice to get out for a change. It only cost me $10.00 for the meal, which is what it usually costs on Wednesday, as it is Senior's day.
Merry Christmas everyone. May the peace of The Lord be with you always.
Monday, December 17, 2007
What do you want for Christmas, Grandma?
I was delighted to receive another phone call from my Perth Grandson yesterday. I usually only get one, and that is on Tuesday night, after his martial arts class. However, he has been unwell this week, so did not go. He rang me last Thursday to ask why I had not written in his Christmas card, so this call was a bonus.
Yu-Jin gets right down to tin tacks, no mucking about. "Hullo, this is Yu-Jin. Grandma, Dad wants to know what you would like for Christmas." Without hesitation, I said I would like a new mouse mat with a gel cushion to rest my wrist on, as my hand is getting very sore. "Can you tell dad that now?" "Hey, Dad, Grandma wants........." This was yelled at his father while he still had the phone close to his mouth and my ear! I love the innocence of children and their naturalness, Pity we lose it as we grow up.
I asked Yu-JIn if he had written in his Christmas card, and he said he hadn't. I said I would write him a short letter and post it, and he could stick it in the card. I wrote an email and tried to print it, but it did not print all of it, so I sent the thing and asked my son to print it so Yu-Jin could put it in his card. What a rigmarole!
I will just have to wait and see what transpires. I checked out the mouse mats on the internet, and some of them are quite expensive. Some are very cheap.
Yu-Jin gets right down to tin tacks, no mucking about. "Hullo, this is Yu-Jin. Grandma, Dad wants to know what you would like for Christmas." Without hesitation, I said I would like a new mouse mat with a gel cushion to rest my wrist on, as my hand is getting very sore. "Can you tell dad that now?" "Hey, Dad, Grandma wants........." This was yelled at his father while he still had the phone close to his mouth and my ear! I love the innocence of children and their naturalness, Pity we lose it as we grow up.
I asked Yu-JIn if he had written in his Christmas card, and he said he hadn't. I said I would write him a short letter and post it, and he could stick it in the card. I wrote an email and tried to print it, but it did not print all of it, so I sent the thing and asked my son to print it so Yu-Jin could put it in his card. What a rigmarole!
I will just have to wait and see what transpires. I checked out the mouse mats on the internet, and some of them are quite expensive. Some are very cheap.
Pull over please driver.
Last evening, my friend Sue and her son came around for a visit. We were chatting about things, and the subject of the Christmas lights on people's homes came up. Neville took me around town on Saturday evening to have a look at them, but the ones we found were not very spectacular, with a few exceptions. Sue had offered to take me to see them, and I reminded her of that. She said we could go for a drive to see if we could find any others. We went all over town but were disappointed at the lack of displays. Some of the light glowed so dimly, it was a mystery to us why they bothered. We were heading back towards the town from what is termed 'Snob Hill,' and there was a car coning towards us. His lights seemed to be dipping up and down a lot, and we wondered if he was being stupid or whether the car was bouncing in the uneven road. As we drove past,( and Sue was not speeding,) we were very surprised to see it was a police car. He did a u turn and followed us. Then he flashed his lights, so Sue pulled over. We were puzzled as to why he had picked on her. When the officer came up to her window, he had a breath tester in his hand. Now, Sue does not drink.
He recognized Sue when he looked in to the car, and said, "Hullo, it's you Sue Got the family with you,eh?" "No, just Paul and a friend." He got her to 'blow in the bag.' and she blew so hard she nearly broke it. It was the sarge, and he knew it would read nil, but had to proceed. As we drove off, I asked her why he would have pulled her over, and she said probably because it is an older car, and older cars usually mean hoons. I said that did not make sense as she was not speeding. She was probably only doing 35kph, which is the speed limit around the town. We had a good laugh about it.
He recognized Sue when he looked in to the car, and said, "Hullo, it's you Sue Got the family with you,eh?" "No, just Paul and a friend." He got her to 'blow in the bag.' and she blew so hard she nearly broke it. It was the sarge, and he knew it would read nil, but had to proceed. As we drove off, I asked her why he would have pulled her over, and she said probably because it is an older car, and older cars usually mean hoons. I said that did not make sense as she was not speeding. She was probably only doing 35kph, which is the speed limit around the town. We had a good laugh about it.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Just feeling a bit smug, I are!
With the prices of all commodities skyrocketing,( it's because of the drought, don't you know?) one needs to make adjustments where one can. Fruit and veg are a case in point. Neville took me to the super market this morning so I could buy 1/4 of a cabbage to make Coleslaw for lunch. I was annoyed to see that the price for a 1/4 and a 1/2 was the same. 0.99. That is not a bad price for a half but not the two. I looked in the trolleys where they put slightly older, but still quite good fruit and veg, to see if there was a cabbage in them. I was pleasantly surprised to see there was a half cabbage, slightly brown, but still OK, for 0.50, so I grabbed it. I also bought some small red potatoes, as I like them better than white varieties. All up, it cost me less than $4.00. So,as this doesn't happen very often, you can understand why I am feeling a bit smug.
Friday, December 14, 2007
They are coming thick and fast!
I am referring to the 'senior' moments. Last evening, I was having a Nanna nap, when my mobile rang. Now, I must tell you folks, I have recently purchased a new one, and I am not yet accustomed to it's ring tone for incoming calls. Being asleep did not help either, as I was slightly disorientated, and thought for a few seconds it was the radio.
Coming quickly to the realization it was the phone, I answered it. I was very pleasantly surprised to hear my Perth based grandson's voice.
Without any preamble, he said, "This is Yu-Jin. Grandma, why did you send me a Christmas card with no writing in it?" I just laughed, and said, "I am sorry sweetie, I did the same thing to Riley & Lachlan." "I thought I had written in them."
Here's the low down on the story. As it is our only grand daughter's first Christmas, and I always send the grandies cards, I bought a musical one for Willow, but non musical ones for the three boys. I wrote in Willow's, as I intended to put a Target gift card in it for her, I did not address it, as I was going to give it to her on Christmas Day. Instead, I gave the gift card to Deb as she was going to a large town the next day, and she was able to buy some clothes for her. I had stuck address labels on the boys . Because of that fact, I wrongfully assumed I had written in their cards, and sealed them and posted them last week. My son said recently, he can't wait for the time I do become a senior citizen to see how often I goof! It won't be long by the look of things.
Coming quickly to the realization it was the phone, I answered it. I was very pleasantly surprised to hear my Perth based grandson's voice.
Without any preamble, he said, "This is Yu-Jin. Grandma, why did you send me a Christmas card with no writing in it?" I just laughed, and said, "I am sorry sweetie, I did the same thing to Riley & Lachlan." "I thought I had written in them."
Here's the low down on the story. As it is our only grand daughter's first Christmas, and I always send the grandies cards, I bought a musical one for Willow, but non musical ones for the three boys. I wrote in Willow's, as I intended to put a Target gift card in it for her, I did not address it, as I was going to give it to her on Christmas Day. Instead, I gave the gift card to Deb as she was going to a large town the next day, and she was able to buy some clothes for her. I had stuck address labels on the boys . Because of that fact, I wrongfully assumed I had written in their cards, and sealed them and posted them last week. My son said recently, he can't wait for the time I do become a senior citizen to see how often I goof! It won't be long by the look of things.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Thanks be to God, I have found them!
For the last three weeks I have been slowly going out of my mind as I could not find two gift vouchers I had purchased along with my Christmas hampers. I had 'put them in a safe place'. This usually means, I never see them again, or, not for many months or maybe years. As I have very poor eyesight, this adds to my dilemma.
I was not able to go back to sleep after I had made my semi nocturnal visit to the loo, as my leg was giving me gyp, so, after about an hour of thrashing around, I decided to get up, at about 5.15 am, and make a start on rearranging furniture, to accommodate my Perth family, when they come over next month.I will not be shifting furniture, I will rope my spouse into that caper.
I have boxes and much paper to go through and shred or keep, and I am going to get the chest of drawers moved so I can put a bed in here for my grandson. I was clearing the stuff off the top of it, when I looked in box of envelopes, and Voila, there were the vouchers I have been frantically looking for. I cried with relief, as I thanked God for showing me where they were.
I was not able to go back to sleep after I had made my semi nocturnal visit to the loo, as my leg was giving me gyp, so, after about an hour of thrashing around, I decided to get up, at about 5.15 am, and make a start on rearranging furniture, to accommodate my Perth family, when they come over next month.I will not be shifting furniture, I will rope my spouse into that caper.
I have boxes and much paper to go through and shred or keep, and I am going to get the chest of drawers moved so I can put a bed in here for my grandson. I was clearing the stuff off the top of it, when I looked in box of envelopes, and Voila, there were the vouchers I have been frantically looking for. I cried with relief, as I thanked God for showing me where they were.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Luncheon Guests.
Today was not an unqualified success. Neville's brother, Peter and his new lady, Margret, came here for lunch. I was pleased to be able to repay his hospitality to some degree, and I had been itching to use my new wall oven. I put a boneless pork roast in just before 8.30, and turned it on. Well, you would , wouldn't you? I had no idea what temperature or for how long I should cook it.
I had bought a large Pyrex casserole dish to use as a roaster on Thursday. I put the meat in that with the lid on, as I did not want it to spatter the oven with fat. I later removed it, as the meat was not getting crisp crackling. It still did not get crisp crackling as I had it on the wrong side. It was soft and soggy. Yuk!
I got Neville to do some pumpkin and parsnips, while I did potatoes and carrots. I put some frozen beans on with the hot plate, turned down to one, when they started to boil. Peter and Marg arrived, and we women went inside and sat in the lounge. I forgot all about the beans, thinking they would be alright. How wrong was I? When I went to drain them, there was no water and they had burned!
That meant I would need to heat up some water to make gravy. This I proceeded to do, then could not find the gravy powder. So, no gravy. I had warmed up some apple sauce though. The pumpkin was the wrong kind for roasting, as it fell apart, and looked dreadful dished up.
They said it was very nice, but they were probably being polite. We finished off the meal with fresh fruit and a cuppa.
NOT an unmitigated success by any standard. Marg and I adjourned to the lounge while the men did some paper work at the table. Pete and Marg have just left to go and see his daughter.
I had bought a large Pyrex casserole dish to use as a roaster on Thursday. I put the meat in that with the lid on, as I did not want it to spatter the oven with fat. I later removed it, as the meat was not getting crisp crackling. It still did not get crisp crackling as I had it on the wrong side. It was soft and soggy. Yuk!
I got Neville to do some pumpkin and parsnips, while I did potatoes and carrots. I put some frozen beans on with the hot plate, turned down to one, when they started to boil. Peter and Marg arrived, and we women went inside and sat in the lounge. I forgot all about the beans, thinking they would be alright. How wrong was I? When I went to drain them, there was no water and they had burned!
That meant I would need to heat up some water to make gravy. This I proceeded to do, then could not find the gravy powder. So, no gravy. I had warmed up some apple sauce though. The pumpkin was the wrong kind for roasting, as it fell apart, and looked dreadful dished up.
They said it was very nice, but they were probably being polite. We finished off the meal with fresh fruit and a cuppa.
NOT an unmitigated success by any standard. Marg and I adjourned to the lounge while the men did some paper work at the table. Pete and Marg have just left to go and see his daughter.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
The wisdom of children
I have been meaning to post this little gem of wisdom, espoused by my grandson, Riley. He turned five last weekend, and we called in on our way home from 'the big smoke', as is our habit. I wanted to give him his birthday present, as it was his birthday on the following day, Saturday, and we were not able to attend.(I still have not worked out why.) I was aware he was having a party, and asked him how many girls and boys were going to be there. These are his friends from kindergarten. He said, "Only five girls." "How many boys?" "Oh, lots more than girls." I then asked him if his mum's friend, Kylie, was going to be there. He said she was, but she was not a girl. I said,"If she isn't a girl, what is she?" Quick as a flash he shot back, "She's a parent!" Well, I just about collapsed in a heap, I was laughing so hard. I just love that boy, I just love him!
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