Saturday, June 27, 2015

20 things...


Friday, June 26, 2015

Dog Sitting

I am dog sitting my possible future granddog Miss LuLu today!
She has just had a lovely warm hydrobath 
and has made herself quite at home!
We met for the first time today
and are great mates already.
I am getting sweet F A done around here today! 
She just wants to play. 
And if I busy myself elsewhere
 she makes her own fun.
She pulls all the cushions and throws
 from my lounge and chairs,
placing them all together
in a mounded pile.
She then scrambles up on to the lounge 
and jumps free fall style
into the middle.
What happens at Nana's 
stays at Nana's.
 Shhhhh ;)


Friday, June 19, 2015

Family is a verb

When family breaks your heart

What do I love most about my lil ole home? The people that I share it with!

In family relationships the most important things are - trust, loyalty and respect.

One of the most destructive attitudes in society today is that family is a noun … and not a verb. Family is a verb. Family is an action.

And we aren’t merely born into families, families are born out of our reaching out and holding on and serving anyways and giving always. Giving always.

It’s not only blood that make us family - it’s the blood and sacrifice in our days that makes us a family.

Family is a verb. Family is not just what we are, it’s something that we actively keep on making. Every time we make time for each other, we make family. When we do hard things for each other every day, we build the family we’ve been dreaming of for years. We show who we truly are by what we consistently do. And when our actions are congruent with our words. With every positive action that we take and make we say: I love you.

Love is only real when it is given and shared. Love never fails when it’s a verb that keeps acting and doing and giving.

Our vibe attracts our tribe. As a tribe member you have responsibilities toward your tribe. You need to give back to the tribe and offer other tribe members your support, just as they support you.

In my tribe we family each other.

What ultimately matters is how we are ranked in the hearts of our people.

Family is a verb.


Monday, June 8, 2015


Weather: Sublime. Crisp nights unfolding into clear blue skies.

Listening: Oh Mr Sheeran you do have a way with words. Heartpoet and I are both big fans!

"Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, 
I swear it will get easier,
Remember that with every piece of you
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die..."

Eating: Bit of a chicken theme happening this week. Brenton's girlfriend Tay eats no red meat. So I trotted out 3 new (to us) chicken recipes. Dinner here last night was Jamie Oliver's Ginger & Honey Chicken Wings with Jamie Oliver's Mexican-style BBQ Corn and homemade wedges. Lip smackin' good. All plates scraped clean. Through the week I made Jamie's Hit ‘n’ run traybaked chicken served with sliced sour dough bread stick. I also made Greek Marinated Chicken served with Lemony Cucumber Couscous Salad. Both a big hit! Polite requests for all 3 meals to be made again soon. Tonight Brenton & Tay are cooking fish taco's for us all.

Drinking: Dirty Dancing The Classic Story On Stage. My take home stash: tea towel, coffee mug and frozen watermelon daiquiri glass - that lights up at the press of a button. Hands up who knew frozen watermelon daiquiri's were so good? Not me. Although I do now! We definitely enjoyed the show. It was quirky in bits. Some great voices and dance moves. Casting was spot on we thought bar Johnny. He seemed too polished looks and attitude wise. He needed a bit more tude and edge. In saying that though he had big shoes to fill with Patrick Swayze.

Wearing: How cute are these 'Little Lady' dresses in size 1. A gift for my cousin Kaye's granddaughter. Lovingly made by Heartpoet's niece from retro material and vintage buttons. We love to spoil this particular lil miss. She is quite a character and makes us smile/laugh often.

Feeling: Blech see Thinking:

Wanting: My daydreams to come true.

Needing: I purchased 3 antique suitcases in wonderful condition. Chocolate, toffee and forest green in colour and in perfect working order. I plan on using them as a decorative display stacked on top of each other largest to smallest. They will double as storage. Just needing to give them a wipe over with leather cleaner and then rub in some leather conditioner. They should come up a treat. If you are interested in seeing them just sing out and I will post a photo.

Thinking: I put myself to bed much earlier than usual last night as I was struck down with a migraine mid afternoon. Heartpoet weary after a big week did same. Both keen for a restful nights sleep and a rare sleep in with today (Monday) being a public holiday - The Queen's Birthday. We were both in a blissful state of relaxed slumber when two spaced text messages (from the same person) woke us in the wee hours of the morning. Thinking who does that unless it's important or an emergency? Someone lacking empathy for others and full of their own self importance that's who! Ugggg...needless to say my migraine was not nipped in the bud like I had hoped. Our plans for today cancelled. A raincheck for another time given. A quiet day spent at home.

Enjoying: Having a girl with the most beautiful heart/soul around. I love my son more than life itself. With Miss Tay by his side I get to experience the best of both worlds. I get to spend time getting to know a young lady who is every lovely word I could possibly think of. We share a love of good quality scented candles and incense, luxurious soaps, nail-polishes, delish food (a gal with a healthy appetite), similar music and movie tastes. She is smart, articulate, warm, friendly, caring, affectionate, grateful, appreciative and so much more. Aren't we the lucky ones!

Learning: I’ve learn't you can’t always save the world, but you can make the world a better place by working on yourself–by becoming self aware, tapping into your compassion, and protecting your positive space. You may even help negative people by fostering a sense of peace within yourself that their negativity cannot pierce.

Watching: Breathtaking - beautiful raw human emotion. A must see! Heartpoet and I have viewed this multiple times now. Once is just not enough...

Reading: No reading with a migraine. Have a little stack of new books ready and waiting. This one in particular.

Laura Ingalls Wilder.
The Annotated Autobiography. 
Hard cover edition.

"Long hidden in archives, Laura Ingalls Wilder's original handwritten autobiography is a tribute to her family and her experiences as a pioneer. Written for an older audience, Pioneer Girl is her first-person narrative of the settling of Dakota Territory, the building of the railroad west, and life as a pioneer. The stories in this autobiography formed the basis of Wilder's international best-selling autobiographical novels, known as the Little House Series . For the first time, readers will have full access to the original manuscript that began it all. Written in six tablets on lined paper, Pioneer Girl follows the Ingalls family through Kansas, Missouri, Wisconsin, Minnesota, Iowa, back to Minnesota, and on to Dakota Territory over a sixteen-year period. Using revised Pioneer Girl manuscripts edited by Wilder's daughter Rose Wilder Lane, letters written between Wilder and Lane, photographs, newspapers, and other sources, Pamela Smith Hill and other editors of the Pioneer Girl Project lead readers through Wilder's early recollections and her first attempts at publication. While Laura Ingalls Wilder is a familiar figure, Pioneer Girl: The Annotated Autobiography re-introduces readers to the woman who defines the pioneer experience and gives new insight into her motivations and experiences."


Thursday, June 4, 2015

I am unstoppable - you're gonna hear me roar!

I am going to be completely honest with you guys. And bravely talk about what many women don't/won't. Peri-menopause (change in hormone levels) has surprisingly (for me) kicked off anxiety attacks in me. Every one talks about hot flashes, mood swings etc. No one ever mentioned anxiety on this topic. Little to medium sized ones both home and when out and about that climaxed with the mother of all anxiety attacks at dinner out last night prior to seeing the stage show Dirty Dancing.

It took me totally by surprise. Like a king tide that snuck up on me from behind then dumped me breathless, wobbly on my feet and in tears. I wanted OUT! Heartpoet was all kinds of amazing. Said all the right things calmly and quietly. He gently encouraged whilst still letting me know that it was my choice the direction the evening took.

I knew that if I went home I would be devastated on many fronts. The tickets were a Christmas gift from Brenton. The film is a favorite of my youth. I had wanted to see the stage show for years. I knew if I left it would create a block in my mind re attending further shows - Les Miserables & Cats. Despite Heartpoet telling me I looked stunning I felt a red hot mess on the inside. I was at the point of giving in to it when the last skerrick of my very determined nature kicked in. I dug deeper than ever before and asked myself OK Kim what's the worst that can happen? I roared back at that bastard anxiety and climbed those theatre steps. We found a dimly lit comfy lounge area and Heartpoet did not let go of my hand. His love/calmness was incredibly grounding.

By the time I was seated for the show (despite feeling worn out) all signs of anxiety had vanished not to return. Today I feel exhausted and have a mild headache. But I did it. I will continue to do it! Heartpoet is super proud of me. I am proud of myself. A visit to someone who specializes in peri-menopause treatment (natural) and yoga are my next ports of call.

"You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Already brushing off the dust
You hear my voice, you hear that sound
Like thunder gonna shake the ground
You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Get ready 'cause I've had enough
I see it all, I see it now
I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
'Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
'Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
You're gonna hear me roar"


Sunday, May 31, 2015

My Weekend

~*Under the light of the silvery moon*~

Saturday night was date night. Delish hot and cold seafood platter for two followed by warmed raspberry and almond friands with double cream. Walked our dinner off with a romantic stroll hand in hand along the foreshore. Then seated sipping a cappuccino and a tea star gazing and watching planes take off in the distance. Beautiful balmy night. Bliss!

~*My left hand*~

Sunday (mid morning) after a much needed sleep in we headed to South Bank Collective Markets. Much fun - I have always coveted some henna art and Heartpoet (knowing this) insisted I fulfill this desire when we we came across a henna artist. I shot Brenton's girlfriend Miss T a photo with text and she immediately messaged back stating how amazing it looked and that we'll (she & I) have to go together some time soon. Miss T is every lovely word I could possibly think of! As Heartpoet mentioned to me in conversation over lunch today - she is truly delightful. I have been having a rough time of it of late on two fronts. Heartpoet & Brenton have been their usual wonderful, supportive, caring selves. As has our handful of treasured family and our circle of close friends. The arrival of Miss T on the scene has been like a lil ray of sunshine. Any kindness/love I show her comes back at me tenfold. No drama, no dramatics, easy, comfortable, as it should be. 

~*So many pretty patterns to choose from*~
 Methinks I will get my feet done next time. 

We purchased some new sunglasses for Heartpoet (who has a shocking track record of either breaking or losing his sunnies *sigh*). We stopped for steamed barbecue pork buns & pork and cabbage gyoza dumplings for lunch, washed down with a pint of beer for Heartpoet and a sugar free soft drink for moi. We wandered the stalls purchasing a gorgeous OOAK candle for ourselves (and one also for Miss T) and some of Brenton's favorite sweets. Whilst I was using the rest room Heartpoet snuck off and purchased a necklace for me that I had admired only minutes prior.

~*Heartpoet really does hold the key to my heart*~

With cups of salted caramel honeycomb crunch Nitrogenie ice-cream (made in front of you using liquid nitrogen) we walked the man made beach that adjoins the river. Strolled through bougainvillea archways, past various street performers and talented buskers. A lovely day!


Thursday, May 28, 2015

Worst Battle

Worst Battle -

What I know to be true 
What I feel.

Sometimes the mind should follow the heart.
Sometimes the mind should 
tell the heart to
shut the f up and stop interfering.

Life lesson...
 What is for you...will not go by you.

Never let the things you want
 make you forget
the things you have.
See your glass as half full
 and fill it the rest of the way.
Make the most of whatever is in your glass.
Be so bloody grateful
 that you even have a glass 
to begin with!