Project Organise: The Car (plus some photos of the wall mounted TV for Rachael)

                As the back seat of our car always seemed to look like this:

I decided that some Project Organise was necessary.  A quick trip to Kmart and I purchased this little canvas storage unit to put in between the boys car seats.  I measured the space first as there is not much room between them.  I know this as I had to squash myself in the back the other day when we were dropping my MIL home... to the other side of Sydney!  Anyway, inside I put all the various items that the boys use to entertain themselves on car trips.  Books, colouring-in items, a couple of puzzle toys and a few small matchbox cars and planes. 

Fits perfectly!  At the back is a Crayola Travel Turtle.  I am really hoping to avoid going down the DVD player in the car path, so this is my way of trying to keep the boys entertained on long car trips! Audio books on CD have been fantastic as well.

For Rachael:

Photo of the TV, it is wall mounted above the sideboard.  The bracket for the TV is not centered above the unit as it needed to be attached to a load bearing stud.  Something to think about if you are wall mounting!  The TV moves around on the bracket though so we can position it at different angles.  In the above photo it is pushed back to the right against the wall.

My paternal grandparents were anthropologists. I inherited many of the artefacts that they collected in the 1930s/40s.  These pieces are Aboriginal and Samoan and are hiding a speaker. The DVD player and Foxtel are also here, but when we renovate next month and this wall gets ripped out we will relocate these items into the sideboard itself.

At the other end of the sideboard, is the amp, another speaker, one of my WW1 ashtrays, an aboriginal knife and a painting by June Bird. 

Bling on Love!

  Happy Valentine's Day to all and in the spirit of Maxabella and Felicity's "Bling on Love" here is my story:

I met my husband when I was 25 years old.  He was dressed in head to toe lycra the day that I met him, which is definitely worthy of a blog entry at some point!  Tonight though I will share the story of our engagement.  So, several years after our first fortuitous meeting we were now living together and enjoying our hedonistic youth! I had been away on a trip and walked in the door at about 10 o'clock at night, exhausted and filthy, this was after all in my glamourous flying days.  Husband-to-be was lovely and welcoming, offering me a glass of wine as I walked through the door, but all I wanted to do was have a shower and crawl into bed.  Ignoring his requests to come and sit down with him I went and had a shower.  Afterwards feeling a bit more refreshed and a touch guilty I sat down with him on the couch where he kept trying to engage me in conversation.  Getting increasingly irritated with him, I growled at him what do you want?

To marry you was his response. As you can guess I had not been expecting that answer! Looking at him in confusion he suddenly whipped a little black velvet ring box out of his pocket and flicked it open.  Inside I saw the most spectacular diamond!


Sliding off the couch into an awkward kneeling position, squashed between the couch and the coffee table, he then asked me to marry him. Yes, I jubilantly replied and promptly burst into tears! He hadn't actually been planning to ask me that night but the diamond had apparently been burning a hole in his pocket the whole day and he simply couldn't wait for excitement. Although my crankiness had not been part of his grand plan naturally!

I am not really a jewellery person and rarely wear it so he wasn't confident to select a ring for me, but as he wanted to present me with something when he proposed he decided to go ahead and just buy a diamond. Opening the ring box and seeing the diamond sparkling inside was an unforgettable moment and although not exactly a well planned or executed proposal it was actually suprisingly romantic and special!

Happy Valentine's Day R!

The Joys of Boys, Part 2....

               A few snapshots highlighting some of the pleasures of life in a male dominated household...

Emptying the pool skimmer basket you find various random objects (I could actually devote a whole blog post to this subject):

Be prepared for the suprise gifts:

And you will be on a first name basis with the local hospital Emergency staff (That would be the remains of a black eye, a scab on his nose and you can just see the stitches in his chin... there are four of them!):

Ah, my rambunctious little rascals, I love you both so much! xx

The Pirates make some Bontings

If you are unfamiliar with award winning childrens author Shirley Hughes, I highly recommend her wonderful books.  Written and illustrated by her they capture the everyday magic of childhood.  Timeless stories, illustrations with a minutiae of detail and charming characters.  Indeed, they are so brilliant that I actually don't mind reading them countless times. 

The Alfie Out of Doors storybook is a gorgeous collection of stories and poems about children playing outside.  One story tells the tale of Alfie's beloved stone Bonting.  Both Pirates have long adored this tale and have often asked if we could make some Bontings.  Finally, we got around to it:

Supplies were sourced from the garden!  And the craft box.

They were busy for nearly two hours!  (An excellent activity...)

These lovely stones are the little one's work.

The Captain made this gorgeous ladybird as a birthday present for his father.  R loved it and is going to use it as a paperweight.