Somehow in the past two weeks we have ended up with new cars – each! Well, mine’s not brand new, but new-to-me. After much protesting about lifting 20+ kg Eleanor in and out of the Patrol, and the shopping and the pram and not being able to fit anywhere, my perceptive husband bought me another car. That’ll do little pig, that’ll do. It goes forwards and backwards and gets me from A to B, tick tick tick. Three cars is quite ridiculous, but someone insists on having a vehicle to go camping in (fair point, actually) and Matt’s work car isn’t ‘ours’ I suppose, so really we’re still a two car family…with a brand new Hilux thrown in for good measure.
With the weather warming up our little tiny town’s play group has started up again, and all of a sudden we have busy days! Play group day, gymnastics day, and we’ve just started a little music class on a Friday at Fiddlesticks in Warragul. The outings are great and keep us busy, sometimes being at home is lovely and needed, but sometimes Eleanor ends up watching far too much TV or we all get a bit snappy with each other as mummy tries to get some work done. Living about 20-30 minutes to town is just enough time for Harriet to have a little snooze though…and decide that’s all she’s having for the day! It used to be good when Harriet was in the midst of ‘one decent sleep and one little catnap to tide her over’ stage, but now it’s a write off for the day type of situation. I said to Matt the other night that it’s easier sometimes for me to just stay out for a full day rather then attempt half days to town and back, because inevitably Harriet will sleep in the car and then refuse any more once we get home. Sigh… small people. Befuddling creatures. With Eleanor starting kinder next year though, I can see our days filling up with *gulp* school drop-offs and pick-ups one day, so while they are little and we’re a bit footloose and fancy free I thought I’d do these fun things (plus Harriet really likes to shake her maracas at Fiddlesticks!)
A few weeks ago Amy and her tribe trotted over the hill and delivered some new chookie friends for us. Well overdue, but I was procrastinating about introducing new chooks to our lone one ‘Buk Buk’ and/or cleaning out the chook pen (our last chooks died of a mysterious disease). Turns out though that the two new chooks and ‘Buk Buk’ get along famously! No hen pecking or nastiness or need for off with your head. Except for the fact that Buk Buk pretty much doesn’t lay eggs anymore and now I don’t know which one she is… But we are getting 1-2 eggs a day now – huzzah! Not exactly up there with what we were getting once upon a time with six hens laying like the clappers, but I’ll take what I can get. Also on the to-do list is make Eleanor a little step, because some 6’4″ person made the egg collection hatch fit for a giant. Of course.
I had a birthday last weekend, 31 turns around the sun, not much fanfare but still lots to celebrate and be grateful for. Husband dearest even baked a cake! And made me dinner! And I got a few things on my wish list: a Country Style subscription and a Red Tractor Designs calendar. Which has got me thinking about 2018 and all things organisation…you see I used to be a diary girl, I diligently wrote things down and kept notes and was oh-so-organised. Then I had children. Having a diary floating around the nappy bag lasted all of a few weeks, so I don’t think I’ve done the diary thing since 2014. We have a calendar (the Red Tractor Designs one) in the kitchen always, but am wondering about a planner of sorts? What do all you busy mums use? I’m sure there’s many and varied options. Please discuss and advise!
Around the time of my birthday we always pack up the fire, making the call that it’s warm enough now…and then just you watch as the weather turns to freezing again as soon as I’ve cleaned out the fire and packed away the playpen. Every dang time! We do have a split system that we run of a chilly evening or cold morning, but it’s just not the same. Come on warm weather! Enough already with the jumpers and tights and gumboots. Enough. It’s not unusual to be having a fire on Christmas Eve though, I know this, and yet it still gets me every year with the slightest whiff of warm Spring weather.
Other exciting news? I got a new stovetop, because our old one decided to not work on the front two elements…about four months ago and I’d just been using the back two ever since. I would love gas, but not an option on the farm obviously unless I get gas bottles (can you even imagine have GAS HEATING!!!) So we just replaced the good ol’ electric hot plates for now, one day I’ll get that dream farmhouse kitchen of my Pinterest dreams. One day. Not today. For now our el cheapo Bunnings kitchen (which is totally functional, and not what I’d choose but not hideous either) will suffice. My lovely friend Elli sent me this gorgeous print to brighten up my kitchen, and it’s just perfect. It seems she knows me well – I love it! Now, just to not let it get splattered with food…
Our washing machine also decided to give up on actually spinning last week (kind of a critical element to it’s function…) so I’ve been running up and back, up and back to my Dad’s to do washing. Not ideal. I have to go on a major road to get there too, rather than being able to rattle through the paddocks with the girls, so means kids in carseats multiple times a day. Really not ideal. Although I don’t think my new Commodore would rattle too well through the paddocks…perhaps I shouldn’t have been so quick to judge my poor big old Patrol after all.
Got a new/old/big/standard car you have a love/hate relationship with?
Doing a few activities with the billy lids?
Got a gas, electric or induction stovetop?
How many eggs a day are you getting from how many chooks?
Diary or calendar or fancy family planner thingy? Help!