getting ready


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Eeeeee!  As I write, Abby is at the birthday party we have sat through the last week’s heatwave for.  Hmhm.  Instead of heading up to Merimbula soon after Christmas, to hit the beaches, swim, laze and walk in this beautiful coastal village, we have sat here in Melbourne and SWEATED.  Profusely.

At least, here in the city, we’ve not had to endure terrible bush fires and for that I’m very grateful and very sad for those who have lost so much.  However, in another hour, this much prized birthday party will be over and we will be free to hop in the car and tootle across the Gippsland to my waiting mum, grandparents and aunties.  Eeeeeee!

We’ll leave in the morning – so today, we’ve been getting ready.  In all of the usual ways.  Digging out the clothes we’ll need, dusting off the boogie boards, packing the sunscreen, choosing which books to take, making sure we have enough clean knickers, bottling roasted tomatoes, sewing promised pyjama pants for Nanny, making quilted lampshades, cleaning out the rabbit and chicken houses, shopping for extra forks and spoons, whipping up a batch of fruit mince tarts for Grandad, pinning out a finished quilt top, stencilling tshirts for Oscar and Sam … you know, all of the essential stuff that simply must be done before we can hop in the car.

:: the daughter was dragged out of bed bright and early (10am) & we hit the shops for tshirts, cutlery, a bookish present for tonight, fabric (one always needs fabric)
& fresh mulch for the rabbit and chickens
… this involved bribing her with brunch at BreadTop ::

:: can I tempt you with a Granita?  how ’bout I just try to grab you?  No?  Fine, I’ll lay flat on my back & wait for you to sit on my head.
Awesome!  Got you!  Now in you go.

This wee dance, which can last up to 20 minutes, is how Abby has to begin the job of cleaning the rabbit house because Fu knows what we are planning
the minute the thought crosses our minds & “cooperation”
is simply NOT in her vocabulary ::

:: whilst Abby shovels, I quilt.
That’s fair, isn’t it?  Of course it is :-)  ::

:: there were two lampshades to make … almost identical,
to sit on Nanny & Grandad’s bedside tables.
Did it occur to me to sew just one 12 inch lampshade quilt
& then slice it in half horizontally?
Not until I’d started the second one (forehead smack) ::

:: we finish together, me sitting in the garden chair in front
of the rabbit house,  glue & pegs by my side.
Her, spreading mulch & giving Miss Hinchcliffe
plenty of cuddles before we leave ::

:: & before I finish bottling those tomatoes … a quick test of the lampshade
… oh yes, they work just fine ::

Now, if you’ll just excuse me, I have a bit more to do before hitting the sack.  We’ll see how much gets done and how much just gets shoved into a bag to be enjoyed in Merimbula :-)

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  1. gail

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