What does Easter look like to you? 
To me Easter looks like this, it looks like family and food and Easter eggs – not just the chocolate kind but the hard boiled and coloured ones as well (queen eggs). It is a little bit of Greek mixed in with a whole heap of Aussie.
Hope you all had a lovely Easter.
Had to finally put an Elizabethan collar on poor Dexter, it’s the only way to stop him continually licking himself because of that horribly summer itch.
He looked so sad and just stood there frozen, poor baby.
So 2016 hasn’t exactly started off as amazingly as I was hoping, in fact it’s been quite the fizzle.
Bolt, my sisters beautiful dog, that I have blogged about many times, is unwell. Last night NYE, we noticed some swelling in his ear flap and this morning the Vet has confirmed that it is a blood clot and that Bolt would need to be operated on.
Bolt has always had problems with his ears but nothing this extreme – he didn’t appear to be in any pain or discomfort last night, nor this morning but he did start shaking his head vigorously again which according to the vet is what has caused the blood clot in the first place.
For a 13 year old dog surgery of any kind is a big deal, so we are all anxious at the moment, it doesn’t help that Bolt is actually my nephews dog and he is currently overseas.
So to reiterate 2016 has not begun as I had hoped!! Get well Bolt xxx
Today the kids had their first swim it’s only October and we are swimming already!! The forecast this year is for a long hot summer, and I for one cannot wait!!
There is something about summer time that makes you want to smile. Makes you want to be outside sipping Spritz (delicious Italian cocktail) talking and laughing with family and friends.
Today we celebrated Bolt’s 13th birthday!!
Bolt is my sister’s dog – well actually he is my nephew’s dog – he is a Labrador cross Blue Heeler, a more loving and gentle boy you will never find.
It was a lovely night celebrating a much loved member of our family, there was cake and food and presents all the things typically found at a birthday celebration and of course at the end of the night the birthday boy was exhausted from all the excitement.
Happy Birthday Bolty
We celebrated my sister’s 50th Birthday on Saturday and it was such a great night!!
Everyone was just lovely and my sister was soo happy it was the perfect night!!
I really am blessed to have the world’s greatest sister.
It’s official I have the worlds greatest mum!!! My parents came in to see me at work today bearing yummy gifts.
A delicious split pea soup that my mum had made with her own home made croutons!! Yummm
Not only was she thoughtful enough to bring it in to work for me, but she also brought me a spoon in case we didn’t have one at work and salt and pepper in little satchels!! Awwwww
Perfect lunch for a cold winters day filled with delicious home made goodness and packed with love as only a mother can.
I was reminded of this beautiful poem today when I hugged and kissed my son at soccer. He had been to a sleepover at his friends since Friday night (first time he has stayed somewhere else for two nights – aside from the grandparents or school camp) and I had missed him so much. It occurred to me that this would probably be the last time that he would want me to hug and kiss him in public – he is growing up quickly, at his age, his brother would have been horrified at that sort of public display in front of his friends – that’s why I guess I’m feeling a little melancholy.
The last time
From the moment you hold your baby in your arms,
you will never be the same.
You might long for the person you were before,
When you have freedom and time,
And nothing in particular to worry about.
You will know tiredness like you never knew it before,
And days will run into days that are exactly the same,
Full of feedings and burping,
Nappy changes and crying,
Whining and fighting,
Naps or a lack of naps,
It might seem like a never-ending cycle.
But don’t forget …
There is a last time for everything.
There will come a time when you will feed
your baby for the very last time.
They will fall asleep on you after a long day
And it will be the last time you ever hold your sleeping child.
One day you will carry them on your hip then set them down,
And never pick them up that way again.
You will scrub their hair in the bath one night
And from that day on they will want to bathe alone.
They will hold your hand to cross the road,
Then never reach for it again.
They will creep into your room at midnight for cuddles,
And it will be the last night you ever wake to this.
One afternoon you will sing “the wheels on the bus”
and do all the actions,
Then never sing them that song again.
They will kiss you goodbye at the school gate,
The next day they will ask to walk to the gate alone.
You will read a final bedtime story and wipe your last dirty face.
They will run to you with arms raised for the very last time.
The thing is, you won’t even know it’s the last time
Until there are no more times.
And even then, it will take you a while to realise.
So while you are living in these times,
remember there are only so many of them
and when they are gone, you will yearn for just one more day of them.
For one last time.
-Author Unknown-
I was driving somewhere the other day and when I stopped at the lights, I noticed two sets of eyes and two noses peering out of a black box (or so it seemed) attached to the back of the car in front of me.
Even though the dogs were far safer in that black box than some of the dogs I see riding all alone in the back of a Utes unrestrained, I still couldn’t help thinking how sad they looked and I couldn’t help wondering why they couldn’t be in the actual car with their person. Dogs are family, family should be together!!
5 minutes more please 