Two weeks? Really?

Two weeks tomorrow I will be living in Melbourne!  It is really starting to sink in now.  I guess having a house partly dismantled and full of boxes can make the situation real.

I am starting to resent the packing and the cleaning that I have been doing and still have to do.  It is taking away from my knitting time.

And let me just tell you that packing with two smalls unpacking behind you is a lot of fun!  Haha.

We have to tackle the garden tomorrow.  We aren't gardeners.  It is all I can do to get Soldier to mow the lawn once a month (when he is home).  So the garden is going to be a huge job.  We have weeds in the garden beds as tall as I am.  I just hope it isn't raining.

I am looking forward to moving though.  There is nothing like exploring a new city.

The defence house we have been allocated looks pretty good, and I am sure we will be happy there.

In other news, I have fallen way behind on my Personal Sock Club.  I wanted to have nine pairs done by now.  I only have six pairs completed and three others on the needles.  I have to admit defeat, because I am not going to get any real knitting time in between now and when we fly out, and I don't think I will be able to complete six pairs in November and December.  

Oh well, such is life!

Well, back to the packing!  

Adelaide!

We have been on a very short trip to Adelaide to witness one of Soldier's friends get married.


It was a beautiful wedding. Very small and lovely. The Bride has three children already and my favourite part of the ceremony was when the Groom gathered together his Bride and the three children and spoke to them. We don't know what was said, but it was a wonderful moment. I think not knowing what was said added to the wonder.

The kids behaved themselves. The Boy was asleep in the pram by eight o'clock, and Noo found a piano and curled up underneath and went to sleep about an hour later.

The entire weekend wasn't as nice though. We flew down on Friday and checked into the motel, and then the choas started. Let me just say that Friday and most of Saturday was filled with vomit and other things that you don't talk about in polite conversation. Everyone but Soldier was affected. We were all nicely recovered for the wedding on Saturday night though.

Eerie but Beautiful

There are a lot of photos of the dust storm that came over Sydney yesterday all over the internet. Here are a couple that I took yesterday as the sun was rising.

A step back.....

I have a lot on my plate at the moment and a lot of changes around the corner. All of which it seems, I am going to have to deal with on my own. Soldier is to be deployed again for a short stint.

With that in mind I am going to take a step back from all things internets and make a start on it all.

Plus I am not really in the right headspace for much blogging at the moment.

Behave yourselves while I am away!

new from old

I am supposed to be cleaning for a house inspection tomorrow, but instead I will show you what I was doing this afternoon when I was supposed to be cleaning for a house inspection tomorrow.

Noo has a lot of crayons. Lots and lots of broken crayons, that she wont use because, well, they are broken. So I sorted the broken crayons into colour groups and put them in patty cases in an old muffin tin.

Then I put them in a 180 degree oven for about 10 minutes, or until they are melted. This is what they looked like when I pulled them out,

and after a little stir.

Then I let them cool down and little and threw them in the freezer.



Now Noo has crayons that she will use. Until she breaks one, that is!

Broken Record!

Here is a list of things that come out of my mouth (and probably every other Mother's mouth) at least a dozen times each. Every. Single. Day!

1. Please get off your brother's head.
2. Did you flushed the toilet?
3. Stop giving things to the dog through the hole in the screen door.
4. Get out of the drawer.
5. Play nicely, you two!
6. Shut the fridge.
7. No, I don't know what that smell is.
8. Stop throwing your food on the floor.
9. No, it isn't breakfast/lunch/dinner time yet.
10. Don't feed the cat.
11. Get out of the bin!
12. It's water, or nothing!
13. Get your elbows out of me!

I am considering recording myself saying these things, so I can leave it playing in the background. Either that, or, I will wait until their Father gets home and then pretend that I have lost the power of speech!

Look, look!!

I know I have to be the last sock knitter in the world to have this, but look what I have finally gotten my hands on:


It is right up my alley. I have been a fan of Cookie's forever. I especially love the first part of the book, where the process of designing a sock is spelled out. I have wanted to design a sock of my very own (I have tried and failed miserably) and this might give me the confidence and know-how to do it.

I can see a pair of Sunshines, Kai-Meis, and Ricks in my sock drawer (that is if I had a sock drawer). Who am I kidding? I would love to knit most of the designs.