First Day

It took about 20 photos, but here’s a pretty good one of the four of them!! Julius officially in kindy, Quinn grade 3, Chance grade 5, Darby grade 1. How the heck did that happen? I tell you what, it would be nice if they all liked the same things for lunch!! The only thing…

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That’s a wrap

In true Domagala family style, my birthday lasted a whole week. Woo! I had a couple more cards arrive in the mail during the week, some belated, yet still very much appreciated birthday wishes, and today I received what I can assume to be my final gifts. The flowers are from my good friend and…

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It’s the little things

A hot coffee on a cold morningA cold coffee on a hot dayFlowers from a friendMum’s crab & camembert quicheMum’s baked cheesecakeA weekend away, staying with friendsA midday nap (I hear they are great!)That first sip of G&TA cooling thunder storm at the end of a stinking hot dayA friend offering to do a paint…

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Hello there, 2021

Happy New Year, one and all. I spent the last evening of 2020 with friends who are practically family, only having myself to make snacks and get drinks for. The kids had a bumper afternoon and sleepover with Gran and Grumpy, so it was a win for all. On my drive home just after 8pm,…

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Lost in my mind

Sometimes I stumble across a song and get a bit fixated on it, playing it several times a day, mostly in the car when I’m on my own, learning all the words and feeling a deep connection to it in the process. There is a LOT going on right now. A LOT. A combined birthday…

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It’s been too long

I was telling someone today that I used to come down to Mr Henderson at Sandgate, back in the day (last year and the year before) on a Friday afternoon, order a Diablo Ginger Beer and blog in the sunshine. And the thought of that sounded too delightful to resist, so here I am, once…

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It still stings

There are wounds we carry around with us that we think have fully healed, but a bump or graze out of left field can open them up again when we least expect it. We sit there, a little dazed and confused, looking at the gaping wound, picking at it, almost curiously. Why are you still…

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Three little words

I think as adults we go through phases of what we need to hear/what we want to hear depending on what we are going through at the time. From friends, partners, loved ones, parents. It changes depending on where we are at with life and with ourselves. Sometimes we need to hear I love you;…

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