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Monthly Archives: August 2011

men’s sheds

The men in my life love a shed.  I get the whole retreat thing. I get it. Farmers though, they're not really retreating. They're storing. Stockpiling. Saving. Salvaging.  Ever looked in a farm shed? Mostly they have a lot of fence posts. Some conductor thingos for electric fences. Old bedheads. […]

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weekendiness

A much looked forward to weekend away. Kids with Mum and Dad. A fabulous birthday party for a favourite friend, Arabian-themed, amazing and completely full of people we love.  Staying here. Although Adam and I would have had fun staying in a cardboard box, perhaps.  Wonderful, hilarious, restorative. The joy […]

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for this good food

I'm pretty good with dinner. I usually make it myself, the majority of people at the table eat it, and we mix it up. With the exception of Saturday pizza movie night on which the kids have what they call "plain" (homemade) pizza every week. And we have a grownup […]

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in their element

Adam's mother, who overturns every stereotype of mother-in-law by being completely awesome, has a thing about finding photos of people she loves in their element.  We take so many photos these days, right?  On our phones, we email them, keep them, forget to file them. Among all the snaps, do […]

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strum

  Sometimes all it takes is six new strings to make a good day a great day.  Do you play? I learnt the guitar, well, three chords, when I was in primary school. My sister Naomi and I used to play "You are my sunshine" and we were sure that […]

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what a Saturday

I took my little biscuit company to my first market on Saturday. And it was AWESOME.  SO much fun. I've never thought about myself as a salesperson, and I still don't think I am. But damn I sold some biscuits!  I sold out of the most popular bikkies by about […]

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climbing mountains

Almost market day. Seven hours in the commercial kitchen today, and lots of bagging and heat sealing and labelling tonight, with extra hands making light work and tea and good company! One crate of bikkies at a time suddenly looking sellable. Incredibly exciting. 'Cept I can't stand up straight anymore. […]

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birthday cake

All of a sudden our oldest kid is seven.   SEVEN. That's like almost TEN.     And it seems like all of a sudden he's eating like a horse looking me straight in the eye remembering to thank people for stuff without prompting able to find his shoes in […]

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