I have ben enjoying playing along with FatMumslim Instagram photoaday challenges for the last few months.. Today, (And the other day) I felt obliged to put the Iphone on the backburner and take out my real and first love my DSLR to undertake the challenges..

Today’s photo prompt was fear. I had mulled it over all day while at the swimming pool, school drop off, the supermarket, working…And then I wondered where my old mate was…It is REALLY hot here today and I hadn’t seen him inside in the airconditioned comfort..

I stepped and outside and glanced inside his kennel..He was sprawled out on his side and didn’t respond to my first gentle call.. As often happens these days..he’s going deaf..My heart lurched with fear – and then he sat up – albeit groggy – but he sat up and came out to greet me..

I grabbed the camera and snapped him for a few minutes..Knowing full well he particularly dislikes my big camera..I kept it to a minimum.. and I shot these:

He’s fifteen this year..he’s lost his partner in crime already..He’s deaf..Slightly blind and can only go a short distance these days.. He still runs up the hall like a crazy fiend and likes a little roughing up now and then.. But mostly he sleeps ALOT..

A very real fear is the loss of him…..



She and the Murphy Men:

My gorgeous bestie went and had her second son only hours after we had finished our quite enjoyable visit with them just over a week ago..So it was with much happiness that we ALL trekked back down to meet this sweet little fellow:

And just a few out takes to show you how gorgeous my own kids are – Look at them helping me pose and arrange sweet ‘baby jam’ – and how much they adore this new little friend – and his big brother:

Here we go: snow

I have been promising to post our photos from our trip to Falls Creek with our good friends… The big girls had an absolute ball. But don’t get me wrong – we had pre-warned them that it was going to be COLD and hard work. They were certain to fall over ALOT.

It panned out pretty much as we thought it would. The twins had a stoic attitude to toppling. Um Hallie..NOT so much. Wailing, hysterics and if I didn’t know her as well as I do – I would have thought she had broken a few bones! After their morning lesson Rod and I were so chuffed with how much they had learned ( I was grinning like an idiot!) we bravely took our three, the Lockhart’s three and their Dad ( also on lesson one) down a green (easy) run.

About a third of the way down, having stopped a gazillion times to heft a fallen child back onto their skis, after screeching like a Fishwife “Bloody snowplow..For *$#@ sake, SNOWPLOW!”   and when they had fallen, “Ski’s sideways to the mountain, BLOODY sideways!”…

Rod ventured, “Perhaps a bit ambitious?” A bit????

Needless to say, we made it down.. Me, having only having needed to ski away from oldest – wailing – child once, for fear of piercing her prone, crying form with one of my stocks….

They all went back to the beginners slope – successfully I might add. Rod and I went off and skiied a few runs. Hallie, after some gentle discussion admitted her screaming was sheer frustration and she elected NOT to take the afore-mentioned green run back to the carpark at the end of the day – opting instead for the relative calm of the ski lift.. But I was proud of her anyway for having a go, admitting to her weaknesses and smiling at the end of it all..She even laughed at the video footage of herself falling – go figure!

The twins however were truly keen to give the run another crack. So we did it again. Apart from giving up on Sam and letting him slide to his feet when he fell – our girls were so successful. Perhaps it was knowing what they were up against this time – but Jemma ( trooper and the one with the never-fail attitude) never fell once, (!!!!!) and Grace fell only twice and got herself back up both times.. To say I was proud of them – well understatement. My heart swelled that they obviously seemed to love a sport like I do!

Back at the house, a full belly and a room filled with six kidlets – SOUND ASLEEP within ten minutes of lights out…

Swearing and frustration aside…WONDERFUL……

Big thanks to Helen and David.. Our beautiful friends who we have such a cracking time with..Thanks for inviting us and letting us be a part of you snow holiday..
Here’s to next year!


Hair today:

I was colouring my hair at home yesterday…Something I have been doing for about 6 months now..
And as I clipped the towel aroud my shouders with a hair clip and mixed the ingredints together..I could hear the little beings in the lounge grooving to the sounds of their new So Fresh Winter CD..
A bit of – “Starships are meant to fly…” was radiating through the walls to the ensuite..

And I found myself thinking how life changes..I have these type of moments quite often…But this one kicked me…15 years ago I lived in a two bedroom falt with a girlfriend and with Rod..I coloured my own hair then too..

Back then self-colouring was a way of saving money and avoiding the hairdressers who intimidated me ..I always came out looking nothing like I wanted..

Hair colouring began with a trip with two girlfriends the day before to choose a colour..If we happened to buy toenail polish and new lippy and those shoes that were to die for all the better!

Doing my own colour then meant alcohol.. Slipping into a robe..A night with the girls..Talking about sexual exploits and what wasd going on on Melrose Place..A large bar of cadburys..and girls making sure they carefully parted every section of your hair and coloured it carefully – allowing you the opportunity to cheack in the mirror in between gulps of champagne – to ensure it was going to your liking…

Always we waited to the alloted time to wash never going over – except if we were in the middle of a juicy bit of gossip…
Hair colouring was a social event..A fun one..That started with hair colour and ended with toenails and an empty champagne bottle and silver chocolate wrapping…

Skip to today..

After years of being coloured at the hairdressers,( I eventually got over my fear and like everyone else became both attached and bound to my own hairdresser..) budgeting and reasoning that I could do it perfectly well on my own means I have gone back to self-colouring..

ISo it is the school holidays.. All my kids are in the lounge.. ABC kids is on the other TV… Fully clothed. I whip an old towel around my shouders and haphazardly try to cover my roots while a twenty month old pulls at my leg. Then, towel still attached and roots colouring I whip in a pile of washing..Soothing a tired 3yr old as I go past on the way to the laundry.. Check the clock at the laundry door and have time to fold some of the washing so I will have room to hang the washing I have on…

Time to do the ends.. Fix the DVD player as I walk past on my way back to the bathroom..A minute over at least now… Madly with no definite plan in mind I squirt the remainder of the colour on the top of my head and mix it through in a frantic rush.. while the toddler pulls on the cord of the hairdryer beside me. Slip off gloves..Detach toodler from hairdryer and deposit him back in the lounge..

Quickly put on gloves and madly rub at my hair like a deranged salon stylist… Not bad…Adjust towel which is slipping, wipe away excess colour on my skin with a perfectly handy baby wipe..Go to kitchen as they have all descended upon my coloured self with complaints of hunger…

Make five rounds of sandwiches and look at the clock – shite! Well over appointed time to wash.. Make a bolt for shower.. Wash off quickly..and condition..No kids bugging me so I take the time to shave while I am there…

Sigh…All traces of colouring equipment are then quickly removed to the bin before little fingers can poison themselves.. A mild spritz with the hairdryer later and apparently the DVD player is again not performing to little people’s expectations and my haircoloring event is at an end….

Oh how the mighty have fallen…
Grace takes the photos above later in the day..Sweet girl..
Milla says, “Your hair looks pretty Mummy.”

Give me frantic and out of time any day of the week…


Going without:

Doesn’t necessarily mean going without…

And isn’t she delicious? Sweet little Zali…

Had a holiday catch up with my lovely new friend Dani – who is currently holding me to account for my sugar deficit – and she had made these lovely sweet little starwberry muffins – with no added sugar..Find out more over on her blog..
Always planning ahead- Dani served us all spag bol for lunch..A latte and one of these sweet little muffins as dessert…

I took some shot of Zali for her bday invites and the entire brood ( all nine of them) filled in a morning quite happily..

I love holidays xxx

Feeding the frenzy:

My lovely friend Dani who has her own brand new blog: Fitness, Food and Style came over last Friday and while I buzzed about savvying up her blog she fed all of our kids and us too!

Pizzas on wholemeal wraps..A bit of sauce, ham, pineapple and cheese. whack in the oven and there you have it.. A perfectly healthy afternoon snack that doubles as an activity the kids can be involved in.. She’s a goer she is…

Not sur about sucking on the pastry brush?? But the kid does love sauce.. Obviously ours had olives, feta, salami and basil..Yummo.. Not a bad effort feeding NINE hungry kidlets..

Thanks Dani…
She’s talking about me giving up sugar??? What the??
I did have my coffee without one this morning!

Yay me!

O Summer..Where for art thou?

Scrap the Girls outside photos challenge:

Thank goodness for Scrap the Girls this month as I am truly leaning towards my pile of Summer snaps! Winter has  hit us big time around here.. Brrr..  Let me just say bootcamp this morning was very breezy – to say the very least… Took some time to warm up…

I took this photo of M and J as they leaned over the back of Tracey and Fernando’s boat. I love the chipped Summer nailpolish..The way J is protectively putting her arm around her little sister and the the speed! You can tell we were moving – their hair was whipping in the wind…

What a lovely day we had with our friends on the river. I really miss them all..Summer goes so fast.. It was the first time Tracey and Fernando had invited us and we all had a ball..

Here are some more shots..To warm you and make you long for January:


A shout of sorts this post..Both of these challenges are from sites I have never entered into before but came across because of two special friends with whom I stay in contact through their blogs and their creative connections..
Stace is on the design team over at Creative Scrappers and is my friend who now lives a long way away.. It was through her blog I stumbled across some awesome sketches..I really miss Stace..She somehow isn’t nearly as loud so far away..I miss her humour, her honesty and her volume…hehehe
Hi Stace..

This layout was inspired in a ‘pay it forward’ way I suppose by my friend Eb..Cruising past her blog as I so often do I was blown away by her work – again..Her layouts are more like pieces of art.. Truly incredible and really bright – which you all know is totally me too! So it seems for her layout with repeating hearts as the theme –  she was inspired by Steph and I in turn was inspired by her. I didn’t necessarily stick to the sketch though. It is also the layout to go with the journalling from this post :

And then feeling totally like getting messy I took up the painting of mist idea that both Steph and Eb have done and created this…Thanks Eb:

Catching the Autumn loveliness:

It was a bit breezy..But I was able to capture all branches of this extended family.. Some individual shots and some lovely candid moments too:

New babies, (Henreika she is beautiful) new engagements, grandkids, siblings, in-laws and grandparents we had it all on this crisp Autumn day…With this being a family of originally seven children..It gave me a small insight to the ‘add-ons’ we will eventually experience in our future..Son in lawa, boyfriends older grandchildren and then probably a second generation of newer ones… What a lot we hav to look forward to.. Right now I will content myself with the fact that my five played happily in the car while I took these shots!


bella blogged:

My darling friends Nikki and Justin brought a perfect bundle of pink into their very blue world this past week. And it was my privlege to capture her in all her glorious girliness…Even if Nik was still coimg to terms with all things feminine and tiny – I am good at it:

Welcome my dear friends and Miss Bella.. to the delightful world of frills, bows, ribbons, headbands, skirts, satin, nailpolish, lace, dresses, lip gloss,  tights, hair ties, pink, pink and more pink…..It’s a lovely place to be…