We had an awesome week down in Merimbula on the South Coast. The highlight for me was going whale watching on Tuesday morning. Justin minded the girls while i set out on a 4 hour boat trip with a mission to see whales up close. Within 15 minutes of leaving the jetty, we had whales in our sights. It was a mother and baby humpback whale, and they were HUGE. The baby was very inquisitive and wanted to come and play around the boat, but the mother had it firmly in her sights and was a bit protective at first, but then held back. I got some good photos of tails, but they didn’t breach out of the water like I was hoping. Still, it was an amazing experience and I’d love to go back and do it again some day.

The rest of the week was quiet and relaxing. The girls just wanted to go to the park or the beach, so I think we saw every playground in the region. We drove down to Eden and visited the Killer whale museum, they also had a good playground! We also visited our friends who live in Pambula, and while they didn’t have a playground, they did have a big boyish son-in-law who loved playing with them and teaching them how to play Spotlight in the very dark backyard.

So between Jessica and Meg’s sleeps in the day, we did manage to get out a bit and see a lot of the local attractions. We had a great apartment with speclacular views of the lake and ocean and I was happy to sit and read on the balcony. Justin persuaded me to take my scrapbooking stuff, and I was able to get 4 layouts done. It was great to be able to just scrap for hours.

So all in all, a great week and we all feel very relaxed and pleased to be home.

Oh yes, the floor got flooded again. Can you believe that! I am wondernig if the vantiy is going to be able to withstand this much soaking.

We have had some intense training on turing taps off HARD. I think Holly now has the technique down pat!!

Tell me I am normal for freaking out just now!! I walked into the bathroom and Holly had left the tap running and the plug in the sink. I was faced with a centimetre of water over the floor.

Sheesh – when are they going to leave home?

Yes, today that little girl is 3. When she woke up this morning I said “Meggie, it is your birthday” and she said “Is it October?”.

I didn’t think she would make it this far, especially after last night. She went to bed and a few minutes later came a huge crash and then the painful screams that no parent ever wants to hear. J and I both ran towards to sound and there was Meg, lying underneath my Tall-boy chest of drawers. She had been climing up to reach something and it had fallen down on top of her. At least the screaming meant she wasn’t dead! Jus pulled her out and I grabbed her and pulled her close to me, not daring to breathe in case I burst into tears. I was so scared she had broken something. Jus checked her over and she came away fairly unscathed, except for a bleeding nose and a huge bump on her head.

She is such a devil! But Happy Birthday to the cutest devil I know. xxx

I got so spoilt, I just couldn’t believe it.

Firstly the kids were all out – Meg and Jess at daycare, and Holly at a friends (good start, peace and quiet all day yippee). I got a great haircut, bought a few scrapbooking supplies, and had a wander around the shops. Bliss.

Justin beat me home, picked up the kids from daycare and when I walked in the door, there was a massive bunch of flowers on the table, with chocolates and a beautiful card. He even wrote beautiful things inside the card. I could have wept!

Something Rach said today stuck in my mind. She thought that wedding anniversarys should be comemmorated, seeing as so many marriages don’t last very long at all, 8 years is definately something to be proud of, and certainly something to be celebrated. I agree. I am proud of Justin and I, proud of all we have accomplished in our 8 years of marriage (and 13 years together), and proud to be with the man I love.

Thanks for a wonderful Wedding Anniversary Jus. I love you.

I just have to write about my dear friend Moira, who is embarking on losing weight. She is pushing herself along, and in order to keep on the straight and narrow she is posting her progress on a scrapbooking forum. Everyone is behind her 100% but what a set back she had yesterday. I hope you don’t mind that I have put this up here Moi, I just thought it was such a good read! This is what she said…
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Weigh in time.
I have good news and bad news.
The good news is that I have lost half a kilo from last week.
The first part of the bad news is that I only lost half a kilo.

I was feeling very despondent about this because I have exercised for at least half an hour at a brisk pace every day, and I haven’t had any real lapses in eating. We had some friends over last Tuesday night before they left Canberra, and I had a spoonful of cream on the low fat berry dessert I made … and another spoonful of cream on the low fat apple strudel I made when some other friends came over on Saturday night. But apart from a glass or two of wine on each of those nights, that’s it!

I really thought that with BFing and all I would definitely lose at least a kilo.
Anyway after my despondence DH went out and bought some whizz-bang scales he’s just read about it Choice, that measure body fat and water content (it all has to do with a small electrical charge that goes through you to measure it). He thought that it would be better for me to really get a picture of my weight because our existing scales are about 15 years old, and I could be building up muscle. And I must admit, my clothes do seem that little bit less snug.

Well. The most depressing part about getting new scales is finding out how inaccurate the old ones are.
This is the second part of the bad news. I actually weigh 5 kilos more than I thought. Which means I have 5 kilos more to lose!!

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Keep up the good work Moira. You are doing well!

Holly made me laugh this week with some funny things she said.

She jumped off the bathroom scales proclaiming “yippee, I am 10 kilometres!”

Walking through Floriade on Saturday, she pipes up with “The meat on my legs is so tired, I need a rest”.

And at the Engagement party she was pinching all the ribbon off the presents for my scrapbooking. She tells everyone that I do it, but Meggie calls it scrapboofing. . At daycare last week, the receptioist asked if I had bought a form back in. I had forgotten, and Holly says “Mum is just too busy scrapbooking!”.