A very happy three years

Three years ago today, Marty and I met on the corner of Fourth Ave and Brighton Rd at Sandgate, and made our nervous way to Mr Henderson. I say nervous, but I myself was quite terrified. After putting myself “out there” the previous year and getting spectacularly roasted, I was very wary and, okay, skeptical,…

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Full house = full heart

I kind of came down with a crash today after a lovely few days where I wasn’t outnumbered by children! Marty and his sister and her partner stayed with us for a few nights this week and honestly, it recharged me and kept me going during a very busy week, and I’m just so grateful…

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Flashback Friday

While writing my 10 things on the 10th post the other day, I fell down a rabbit hole of reading many of my previous 10 things posts on my old blog and I came across this absolute gem that I had completely forgotten about. It’s from the 11th of July 2019. You can see the…

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Day 10 of blogging every day

I’m sitting on the couch with Marty, after watching a couple of episodes of Brooklyn 99, and it just occurred to me that I haven’t blogged today. It’s been another busy day around here and time just got away from me. I have a couple of half-written posts that aren’t quite ready to publish, and…

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Five years today

Five years ago you left this world without a goodbye. I wish you had told us you were hurting. I wish so many things were different. It was hard not to get consumed with the “what ifs” and “if onlys” at the time. I get so mad at you at times. Usually when the kids…

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Quinny is 8!!

Eight years (and one day) ago, this little bubba stole our hearts. Quinn is so many things to so many people. She is loyal, caring, funny, stubborn, strong willed and very clever. She asked for a horse ride this year, and not being one to do things by halves, we had a horse come to…

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New traditions

For the first 27 years of my life, Christmas each year was largely the same. Christmas Eve was 5pm dinner at Nanny & Grandpa’s (Dad’s parents) house, as being Eastern European, they celebrated on Christmas Eve. Then Christmas Day was a relaxed morning, then 2pm onwards we’d have my Mum’s side of the family Christmas….

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