To Find A Silver Lining

* I was going to do a 'proper' blog post tonight; but my silly computer decided to freeze up (probably because it got such a fright when I started it up) ; and there went thirty minutes as I tried sorting it all out *sigh*! Silly Selfies * I am SO busy, I don't even know how I will ever fit in a full-time job... nor how I did it 'alone' 10 hours a day, 5 days a week in our previous life! Picnic by the lake. * I have another job interview this Thursday... * Looks like I may have to go back to my teaching roots after all; ah well, would be good to make use of that degree at some stage! Bush walk... * I am doing an 8 week course on Nutrition, online... very basic, a bit scary for me; but none-the-less it is good to try and revitilise that gray matter, and do something outside my comfort zone again! * On that note - I might be even quieter on here for the next 5-6 weeks as I complete this! I have just started week 3 tonight, so sti

Life these days is a whole lot slower than it has ever been before... as of next week, once Button returns to Kindy; it will hit full force again. But these past few weeks have been exactly what the Doctor ordered, after a rather busy and very stressful 2-3 months. We are still suffering from sleep deprivation, but we just sleep during the day as we need too - loving it! So, we have managed to get into a kind of rhythm in the mornings though... and it has been working well to set our day up in the right way. 'lil M gets up anywhere between 4:30am and 6am (yes, you read that right, but generally it is between 5:30am and 6am) , we are slowly training him to go back to his bed until after 6am, even if he and us get no further sleep. He then comes into bed with us, after 6am, and will watch some cartoons on YouTube until Button wakes up... once she wakes up she'll stop in with us and snuggle for a little while, before we head out into the kitchen. Then it is all about

I can't sleep tonight... We got the news early this morning that my cousins son is in Wellington Hospital; he was set upon and beaten, totally unprovoked, in his home town on Saturday night. He is listed as critical, and is literally in the fight of his life right now; just trying to stay alive. It has sucked the breathe right out of me - I don't know this young man very well, I last saw him at my Grandparents funeral back in 1997... but he is family, and we hear of his accomplishments semi-regularly via his proud Grandparents (my Uncle and Aunt), and via some of his own Aunts (my cousins I have stayed in touch with) . But it doesn't matter how tenuous the connection is, he is family. It doesn't matter how far away they live, he is family. It doesn't matter - because when it is family, you feel the pain and the anguish; you go into battle with them, you wait by the phone hardly daring to breath - waiting for the next update. You join them in spirit and in p

My name is Elizabeth; and I am addicted to junk food, in particular, anything with sugar in it. I had this sneaking suspicion this was the case, but as we limit the amount of refined sugar in our home for the kids, I hadn't really come clean with myself... But we have just had the silly season, and boy; did I go silly. Turns out one bite is never enough: I NEED more, and more: If it is in front of me, I literally HAVE to eat it; and heaven help you if you attempt to stop me before I am ready: Please note - none of these images are of me! I have gained 2kg since moving down, and 1 kilo has just been since moving into our own place, and negotiating the Christmas / New Year period. Two kilo's does not sound like much, and in the big scheme of things - it really isn't; but if you let 2kg's slide, it will turn into 5kg's, and then 10kg's... and you get the picture. We are slowly balancing things out here in the house, and