The hunter has returned. Paul has just walked in the door after 4 days away. Poor man only made it 2 steps in the door before I started telling him everything that has gone on for the last four days in his absence, I've had no adult company, what do you expect – the impatient look on his face tells me he is not concerned with the fact I could tell Braden hadn't brushed his teeth because it was a new tube of toothpaste and it hadn't been used. Maybe later he will want to hear?
So the house is back to status quo. We are all home and enjoying the last minute sunshine before "the once in a lifetime weather event' that is predicted. Time for a quick summary on Sunday before settling in to a beanbag in the sunshine to finish that important toothpaste story.
I'm seeing a tidy office. Tidy is unusual. The calm before the storm that is the week's work ahead. Is this the once in a lifetime weather event they are predicting?
I'm hearing the wind outside. Windier than windy thing that is really really windy.
I'm wondering why Farmbake cookies are so small these days. They aren't even cookies anymore. They are bite sized bits of cookie.
I'm reading , well actually I'm not reading. I finished a book last night – not a very good one. Paul is trying to get me to read 'The Confession' by John Grisham. I don't traditionally find myself drawn to male authors. Jury is out on whether to start this one.
I'm creating dinner in the crockpot. Corned beef. Perfect for a blustery winter's day.
I'm enjoying the feeling of being on track with my work. I have a lot to do but I am on schedule. It's eerie.
I'm linking you up with True Scrap II – The Spawn of True Scrap. I'll be teaching at this event – teachers are being announced over the next few days.
I'm also linking you with Super-Secret Guide to Fast Scrapbooking. And wondering if it is something I'd benefit from myself. Because in the 12 years that I have been scrapbooking, the words 'fast' and 'scrapbooking' have never gone together. Oh super secret guide to fast scrapbooking, what super secrets do you have?
And lastly I'm linking you to Twist the Creme Egg in a Bar. Is it just me or does an Easter Egg lose it's magic when it is available all year around? And in a bar? It's just not right, surely?
I'm leaving you with some pics I took while I was in Wairakei lately. Abby has just seen them and asked me "Why do I look so angry at you?" I don't know Abby. Perhaps because you are seven and you are a girl.
Laters.
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