Morning memories.

I recently read this post by Middle-aged Mormon Man, and instantly thought about my mother.
Not necessarily because it references a voice of thunder, but because I remembered how she used to get me out of bed each morning for seminary.

She would come into my room with a glass of water, prepared, and ask me to get up.

She would then proceed to dip her fingers in the water, and sprinkle me.

And if that didn’t work, she would tip the whole glass of water on me.

Ahh, memories ...

News of an exciting nature.

There are some kinds of exciting news that you simply can’t contain forever.

My other half is very good at not containing news.  He loves sharing happiness, even if it’s showcasing his new kicks or tees when they come in the mail.

A friend of mine over in Canada, however, turned that particular characteristic upside down when she announced her pregnancy on Facebook … at 38 weeks.  She contained that news rather well, I thought (although subtle hints had been made).

My news : I got a haircut!

Okay, that’s not really the news.  But I did get a haircut, and I thought I’d say so since last time I got it cut (a big cut AND colour), no one but one nephew noticed.  Just saying.

My other news : I got new glasses!

Okay, that's not really the news either.  But I gotta say it out loud, because I can't believe the choice I made.  I really gotta get use to them.

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My real news : [drum roll]  we bought a house!

We literally found this beauty, bid on it, bid again to stay in the fight, and got everything approved within 30 days.  How crazy is that?  One month you are looking for a house, the next month you own a house and are in mucho debt.

As you can see, it's a small place on a big block.  Lots of dead grass to resurrect, and lots of running around space to chase little children.  (They'll have to be someone else's children, at the moment.)

We were so pleased that the carpets were all pink.  And smelt funny.  That's always a bonus.
And check out that ceiling rose, above that beautiful light fitting.  That's just one of four beauties throughout the house.

Of course, no house is complete without a pokey red kitchen.

Ahh dear.  Don't you just love that kitchen?  Bird baths, anyone?


I’d rather not let this blog slip into the DIY / renovation blogging abyss, but of course I want you all to be updated on our progress.  I have great plans for this little bit of the world, I assure you.  I am a visionary …

Be back soon with updates!  In less than a fortnight, so much has already been done …


p.s.  are you following the right blog?  Want chocolate?  Read on, dear friend ..

A yummy giveaway (bribe) to lure your loyalty.

Australian chocolate is SO MUCH BETTER than … should I name names?   Put it this way : I’ve lived in other counties, I’ve travelled to many many countries, and I simply love Australian chocolate.

(And Swiss chocolate.   Let’s be fair – that stuff is heaven.  But we’re not taking about Switzerland.  We’re talking about Australia, and all its chocolatey glory.)


Want some? NEED some?


I will mail one of you the chocolate of your choice :

(a)  Three blocks of Cadbury milk chocolate (see choices here).
(b)  A variety sample of Haigh's chocolate (this is the classiest of all Australian chocolate).
(c)  Lucky dip / mix bag, filled with Australian goodies for the family.

To enter :   Be my friend.  Please.   Connect via Google Friend Connect.
If you already connected with me (from the old blog), de-friend me and re-friend me.  I'll see the change.

You can also like, pin, or even comment on this (and past) posts.   But they won’t be counted as entries.  Just love.

Closes : February 29th.   Because that is a cool date that only shows up every few years.

Get me some valentine love.

i love this man.


In other news, here is a tribute to one of my other valentines.

Books.



(you'll need a good chunk of time to watch this, but i promise it is worth it)

How to get a guy to like you.

As we approach Valentines day, allow me to address all the single ladies out there.

Hello, single ladies.

Now allow me to turn you over to someone else to address you, who will tell you how to get a guy to like you.



Anything else to add?