Snowmen

I don't quite understand why (considering I live, more-or-less, in the tropics), but I've got a thing for snowmen at the moment. I just can't get enough of looking at them. So far, I've resisted buying one to stitch, but have you seen all the cute and colourful ones available?

Christmas In July & Nadia's 25th

This weekend was our 2nd annual Christmas in July weekend and Nadia's 25th birthday, so we celebrated both events with friends on Saturday evening & then had a family lunch on Sunday. Pictures say so much more than words...




Tired dogs. Lucy & Harry had a great time too.

'A Quaker Christmas plus something extra

This is an easy stitch, but I love it. The picture above is a week's worth of effort (having started last Monday). I'm pleased with the progress and am on target to complete in time for Christmas 2008

Presenting Frederick the Literate.

He's framed and on the wall. To photograph him, I had to put him on the floor because, although he's under non-reflective glass, I couldn't get a shot without the big picture window behind me and the flash from the camera leaving a haze on the finished product. Nice, huh? The matting is brown, but not as dull as suggested by the pic.

Christmas-in-July

Last night we hosted our annual Christmas-in-July supper. I won't exactly say 'Never again!' but I think that we need to change the format.

Last year, we made it compulsory for our off-spring to attend. It was a disaster because of the Davies boys! This year we sent everyone an invitation, but made it clear it was under their own steam that they came. Consequently, we had only 3 of our children (plus their partners & a few friends/family) attend. It was lovely to see them.

This year we hosted too many differing groups of people for the one event. This was mostly due to a desire to say goodbye to a group of people I have outgrown in my life, and who I rarely see unless I put the invitation in place. There isn't time for people like this, any more.

What? Blogging Again?

I must have the babbles. I'm blogging two nights in a row!

I'm home alone tonight when I least expected to be. The MOTH is in Perth on the other side of Australia (as he often is - almost every fortnight, in fact), which I expected, but I thought that I had a couple of nights with the Cadet Princess (something I really looked forward to since we have had a busy week and she now lives 2000km away and is only home for a short time). But no. She made the announcement this morning as she was leaving for work that she, too, would spend the next few nights with other family and friends. Crap!

Hence, with the Davies boys having vetoed the Christmas in July weekend (just as they ignored Christmas in December last year, Paul's birthday, etc) because they are waiting for their father to divorce me because they don't want me as a step mum (which I couldn't give a rat's arse about being), the Cadet Princess treating the house like a hotel between social events and another older princess in 'pissed off mode' cos her boyfriend is not talking to her again, I'm dreading the rest of the week. Is it too late to cancel Christmas in July? Probably.

It's age and stage, really. Parents eventually become obsolete, or so I suppose. I didn't have any from a very early age - or should I say that I was discouraged from visiting my parents too often after of my 18th birthday. Theirs was a different age and stage and having little kids around was too much effort for them.

Hence I don't know when to throw a tantrum and tell everyone to pull their heads in, be polite and ask them for a bit of company and companionship. Should I ever do it at all, really?

Honest injun, I don't want answers. I'm just having a rave. Good night one and all.