better late than never..

okay... so I am a day late.. i know.. I know. hahah... firstly got home to a sick man and then crawled up onto the bed next too him for a "minute" and woke up this morning... 14 hours i was out! ~L~

anyway... here is the first installment.. a few more to come though they need final touches.. aka photos printed and added... (just a little touch, right!?)

Before anything else, I would love to say a huge thank you to the beautiful comments that I have recieved both publically here, as well as in my email in regard to my 82 candles layout... He was a man worthy of the pedistal that i put him on early in my life and the title, Hero.. There is not a day that goes by that I dont think of him, miss him or stop myself before I refer to him in first person as though he has just stepped out for a moment. I dont think there will be a day that will come when any of these changes. (wow.. I think I have just written some journalling for another layout... if only i had the layout to put it on -- I guess that will come).

Danielle... sweetheart.. I am sure you think so badly of me... the email that you sent me before christmas, I have just discovered in my spam filter. Grrr to silly Gmail.
I dont know what to say, though I wish there was a thing such as long distance hugs... I am going through the same dramas, sort of, to a degree at the moment.. perhaps when we are totally insane and sharing a room in an institution, we can swap stories.

Promise to write you soon and catch up. Hope that your christmas was better than you imagined it would be. xxx

Well... that is it from me for the night... I hope you all had a great day... mucho love..and stacks of hugs.

xx

The latest in a long line...

Well.. its not quite midnight ... actually a few hours away, though since I just competed this layout for a challenge on The Boxx which required a title with an "emotion- word" in it and atleast two paragraphs of journalling, I figured that I would upload it here too so that I could share it with you guys too... the rest of my layouts will be photographed and uploaded tomorrow, as promised.

Its not blog candy in a cheery way... its a rather sad layout, though it is a milestone... a turning point for me. It is the first layout that I have been able to create for my dad who was stolen from me 16 years ago. I am hoping that now the proverbial flood gate has been lifted so to speak, that you will be seeing more layouts dedicated to the man that was always my hero..

Anyway... I have a uniform to iron... a shower to be had... a little girl that needs tucking and a man that needs hugging... so best I go, leave you be and get on with it.
~hugs~

from lightning fast....

to snail pace slow...

That is my internet connection at the moment and it is driving me I.N.S.A.N.E...

"Someone" went over our usage limit this month and it seems that the rest of us have to suffer the consequences. Arrrgh.

I know that I had promised to post some blog candy... though with my internet at dial up speeds it is prroving a little more difficult than I would have imagined. As of Midnight tonight though, it will be running at the zippee-fast speed that I have grown accustom to and am so sadly missing right now.. yippppeeee....

So... bare with me... my holidays are over and I head back to work tomorrow, although when I get home, I will do some sharing with you... (since I really dont think I will be still awake at midnight... sorry.)

Hope you are having a fantastic day...
xxxx

Green & Blue...

I have just been laying out some of the pages that I have created over the last little while to take pictures to share and just realised, that all but one layout has either green or blue in the layout somewhere...how weird is that!?

Totally weird...
keep an eye out... these photos will be uploaded shortly.

A carpet picnic, clowns and too many candles

Why is it that with every birthday we gain a year? Don't you think that it is a little bit rude?

One minute you are celebrating your sweet sixteen... then you are excitedly announcing to the world that you are 21... ofcourse, for no other reason than to let the bouncers know that you are NOW old enough to gain entry to the night club(leagally)and then, next minute, your recounting on your fingers, sure that some how there has been a mistake... 36? Surely not.. wasn't it my 30th just last... whoa.. wait a minute... holy crap... 36!? Are you sure!? (count count count - huge sigh and slow nod of acknowledgement)

Well peeps... I came to that realisation last night as the clock struck 12 and fireworks began to explode all around us... some how, 36 didn't knock... it just barged right on in!

While 36 is a pretty round figure (much like the bearer) it is not really that bad i guess... its not like i can take it back and exchange it or anything... so I am just going to hold onto it for a while... see how we get along and see how it fits over the next year... what else can i do really? (well.. other than start to perpetually lie... but how long do you think i can keep up the "Ive just turned 30".. or.. i could go the complete opposite way and tell people that I am much older... atleast then I can be told how good i look.. oh.. shit.. but what if... oh.... what if (whispers) they tell me that I look every bit of that age!?) hmmm... yes... okay then... that settles it...

~screaming from the roof tops~ I have just turned 36 and I am proud of every wrinkle that it bears!

Happy Birthday MEEEEEEEEE!

I have had the best day... due to wet weather, the picnic that the children and Matt had planned for me got relocated to the living room floor, although after we had a yummy lunch we headed off to Geelong, just planning a walk on the Esplanade, though when we we got there, realised that the Geelong Council and the local radio station had done a huge event in the park.. so we headed off to explore the many things that they had to offer... jumping castles, teacup ride ( which we missed out on because we took justa little too long at the reptile petting area)laughing clowns (in which i won a teddy bear and a fluffy while halo), danced ourway through the variety of market stallas and had a right royal time... finishing off on the pier, taking some fabbo photos... of which i have yet to upload onto a computer... now... we are just getting ready to make our famous home made pizzas, have chocolate mud cake (yes, the same one we had for Matts birthday Cath. Yummo) and then we are going to watch the Blue Collar Comedy DVD set we have... I SO LOVE THOSE GUYS!

= )

(will post pics tomorrow i hope and add a lot of other eye candy too!)

welcome twenty10.

Happy new year guys... as I write, i hear fireworks that I can't see... lightning that is brightening the sky EVERYWHERE and from being super hot earlier, Im now almost shivering from the cold wind and from standing in the rain trying to nab a picture of the illegal fireworks that seem to be going off everywhere.

We attempted this earlier, at the 9pm fireworks... though from the block of land, the fireworks were tiny... though we did get an awesome photo of natures very own light show... a streak of lightening that flashed before us right when we were ready to click the button on the camera.
I am now cool enough to sleep... totally sober (i know.. i know... who would have thunk it)... and going to call it a night I think...
stay safe and enjoy the party... and again,... happy twenty10

It came ... I saw.....

and we had a grand ol' time.

What a day.... It started with a lovely little text chat with my darlin girl... while I was still i bed and she was preparing for the cyclone that were here children (only minutes later)... and I was waiting for my own storm to build. I actually got to stay in bed until 7.30am. AMAZING!!

The kids enjoyed unwrapping the gifts that I finally finished wrapping only 5 or so hours before hand... totally sober and still in search of that stiff drink. Who would have been so stupid as to forget the second most ingredient!? Coke!?
(I know.. I could have just gone straight.. though I did'nt think that was a wise idea incase I tried to find our chimney!!)
After having my little text convo with my darlin' girl.. we turned it into a real one around 9am when all members of both our families got all our gifts from each other and did a mass ripping and squeeling as we did a long distance gift exchanging extravaganza... There was way too much food... (note to self, when I next say "simple, fuss free dinner" I MEAN IT!)And we broke in every single one of the kids games... I have never before laughed so hard as I did when I decided that I needed to show the children exactly how one plays Highschool Musical 3 DANCE (a dance mat game)... Not one for the 'tarded.

I hope that you all had a wonderful day... laughed as much as we did here... and got a little spoiled along the way!

The eve of the man in red...

I don't think that there has ever been a christmas before this where I was so bloody unorganised. The woman that has all her shopping done and at home by the beginning of november and wrapped a few days later has just now returned home from the store for the 3rd time today. 1st time, to get last minute gifts, the 2nd, to do the grocery shopping for tomorrow... and the last... because I realised that I had run short on wrapping paper... and ofcourse, I need that to wrap all the presents that are strewn through my wardrobe, still waiting to be wrapped!

Arrrgghh... Totally the picture of disorganisation!!! (and no.. i'm NOT going to share a photo of the chaos that is me today! haha. Though I am sure cath would get a laugh... my hair is disheveled, my cheeks flushed and am right about now in desperate need of a good strong drink! Who on earth leaves everything until christmas eve!? There were people everywhere and honestly, I would have gotten a better park if I left my car at home and walked!)


Well... I best go.. I have gingrbread men, cinnamon stars and choc-mint candy cane cookies a calling and I still have to cut veges, prepare the meats, get ready for a christmas eve party at a friends house, have that good stiff drink... and oh... how could I forget... wrap those presents!

I am sure when I get through my list, not a creature will be stirring... hmmm.. maybe... that will have something to do with the... mmmmmm.... stiff drink!

ho ho HO...

Its so Ho Ho Hot here....

The clock says 11pm and the thermometer on the wall reads 31 degrees celcius while I'm sitting here at the moment battling the urge to jump on the first flight to the states and share the holiday season with Lyn... Honey, you got a spare bed.. sofa or piece of floor for a tired, hot and uncomfortable Aussie?

Thankfully tomorrow the weather should only be 27 and 25 for the 25th. Oh how a girl can only hope.

Christmas is hard to get into the swing of when its too hot to move, though we are doing pretty good at keeping festive (now I finally got the bug)... yesterday we baked gingerbread ladies, (who says that they have to be men!? Though i did have a chuckle and wonder if I should be burning my bra at the same time!)spiced christmas cookies, though due to an extremely heavy hand and or the fact that I opened the wrong end of the spice dispenser, these tasted very cinnamon-y... and topped off the cooking with chocolate cookies that had little bits of "candy cans" in them.. (aka candy canes)and extra sprinkled over the top for good measure.

Today... the postman knocked at my door rather early and handed me a package from an angel to open and pop the contents of beneath the tree... now its really looking like christmas... and feeling a lot like it too.

While I am rambling, I have just had a thought.... y'all have read about my advent countdown, right? The gift every day!? Well... since it is 50 minutes until tomorrow, does that mean that I could possibly open my 24th!? Honestly, this little package has boggled me ever since I saw it... even though the first time, it was through tears as I read the beautiful dard that was attached to it.. Seriously... the excitement of opening this last present is almost making me explode... could i possibly ever sleep though til morning!?
~L~

Okay... so.. im sticking to the chair here.. which is a great indication that i have to go have another quick cold shower..

Have a great day/night... Lyn, save some snow for me!
xxx

thought of the day....

You know that things really suck when even your imaginary friend can't stand to be around you...

or:

You know that you truely suck when even your imaginary friend picks on you.

(this thought popped into Kiera's and my head whilst watching re-runs of LOST.)

thought I had to share! ~L~

Happy Birthday Angel.

Just wanted to send out a special birthday wish to a special birthday angel, my bestie... Cath...

Happy birthday gorgeous girl. Hope you have the most fantastic day.... you deserve lots of lovin' pamperin' and spoilin'.
Bring it on!!!

Love you to the stars and back..
xxxxx

the day after the day before...

well.... you will be glad to know that my day of blah is behind us... I was just down right feeling pathetic and sorry for myself. It is not often that I go on a pity party, guest list one.. though sadly, yesterday I just had to vent. I could not even pull on my own undies. Now that... is... just... plain.. right... SAD!
Pathetic even.

Day 4... day three of Chiro-Nazi torture and if i keep progressing, who knows, i could be dancing round the christmas tree in no time.. dependant on the amount of alcohol involved... clothes could possibly be optional. Ewwww... I know.... I just had to put that thought in your head... why!? Just because. That is as good a reason than any i guess! ~L~ Just kidding...There will be clothes... the way the weather has been here in Mexico, aka Melbourne, we could be in Ohio for all that the weather man would know. It is cold... and not at all like the melt your skin off - where you stand weather that Melbourne tends to be known for this time of the year.

I'm dreaming of a white christmas..... just like the one we have never had.....

Okay... im rambling now... though I just have to leave you with probably the most anim-olitically (yep, that is a new, Sandra word right there!)incorrect site ever.. though funny as all hell.
I wish I had seen it yesterday....

Cathy... remember that book that you sent me? "50 days worse than yours!"??? Well.... i think this guy may just be having a constant bad day... what do you think!?

FU Penguin

oke-doke then....
have a great night.. or day..... what ever the case may be!

xxxx

day three of BLAH

I'm am feeling pretty crappy at the moment... and just need to ARRGH for a sec and then I will be okay again... so If you dont want to read... come back later, perhaps there will be something nicer.. but for now...


ARRRRRRGH!

Last sunday, while minding my own business and making a general visit to the store for cold meat, bread and milk i did something to my back. One minute I was walking, next minute i was gritting my teeth, swearing like a trooper and barely able to put one foot in front of the other. OMG, I thought the pain of labour was bad... this, well... this was just like... do anything... just make it go away!!!!!!

I went and saw the doctor on Monday morning, who refered me to a chiropractor immediately. After waiting in the waiting room for about 15 minutes I met only the next worse thing to the pain i was feeling at that moment... the lady that would make me hurt in ways i thought was fictional. My chiropractor!
Well.. its been three days now... almost $150 and two visits... and "only" 1/2 a dozen or so more appointments to fix a pelvis that seems to have decided that it wants to move where it aint meant t' belong... While i can take a step now without swearing... i am still a long way from dancing up a storm... Worse than the pain is the fact that I actually don't have enough sick days banked to cover the week off which I have been told I need off... and that I can't figure out how to actually get to the station and sneak to work since Matt wont drive me to the station. Yes.... I am still contemplating work, even though I can still barely move... Stupid... I know.... though what a totally retarded time for my pelvis to decide that it wants to relocate to somewhere other than where its meant to reside!

okay... thats it from me... my ARRRRGH is over... more the fact that I can't take this sitting down no longer.
guh, totally a ba hum bug mament from me. sorry.

she is not only my best friend....

but a minde reader as well so it would appear!

I have been searching for ages for a stamp. This stamp was first introduced to me on a piece of cardstock that was amongst some gorgeous journal tags that were hade made as part of a swap that I was joined into at Scrapboxx. I have had this particular tag tucked away as reference and each time I go into a scrap shop I look for the stamp, although without knowing which of the companies made it, it was not an easy task.

ANYWAY.... Today is the 6th day into Cathy's and my advent countdown... and you would not guess (well if you have been reading my ramble, you may very well guess. ~L~) what was inside number six's wrapping... Yes... exactly... that stamp!

Now, not only do I have to not hoard this tag away, I cam make lots more, for lots of my pages.

Oh... since I dont have a picture to show you right now, I guess you are wondering what stamp I have added to my growing stamp collection, right?!

Hmmm... let me see if i can find an image to share..... (goes off in search on google and comes back, piccy in mouse)okay... so that was not too safe.. have you seen all those scrummy stamps!? OMG... yum!!!!

Okay, so here it is.....

Thanks Gorgeous Girl!!!!!! ~whispers~ (Dont know if Matt will have the same sentiment when he see's my growing wish list. hahaha.)

its beginning to look a lot like christmas....

If anyone who has followed my blog long enough, they would know that Cathy is my best girlfriend... my angel... my shoulder... my drinking buddy and the one friend that I can just be stupid with and not worry what she thinks of me "afterwards"....
Anyway... every year for a while we have sent each other a box of christmas gifts, one for each day in the lead up to christmas day starting with the first of december. Last night we sent each other a text message and had commented that perhaps our packages would pass each other on the way down and i had said that i hoped that they would stop and give each other a hug as well.... well it seems that they did just that... because they both arrived at their destinations today, states apart!
We know that it is a few days into december, though we just play catch up for the days we have missed... right now, im smiling huge because of the gorgeous book i discovered wrapped in my box, about friends... and am sitting here surrounded by the gorgeous scent from some scented candle melts that were also in the first few gifts....
I hope you have had the same kinda goofy grin on your face as I have honey... love you girl...
and im glad that I have that song in your head... its been in my head since I wrote on all the tags a week ago! ~L~
xxxx

To everyone else.... I hope that you are all having as wonderful a start to the silly season.

love n' hugs to all..
xxx

thank god its Twiday...

Well.... close enough. ~L~...

Matt and I had plans to go see the new Twilight Saga - New Moon Last night, and I have been counting down to "Twiday" aka Friday all week, though yesterday returned home from work with the worst hayfever that I think I have ever had in my life. My nose was litterally dripping.. YUCK...
so Matt loaded me full of drugs and sent me off to bed... Spoilsport.

This morning he had a shoot on in the city so it gave me the opportunity to sleep the morning away and try and feel a little more human and sound a hell of a lot more convincing when he returned and asked how i was feeling. I knew i had to my little white lie reserve for the month and tell him that i was feeling GREAT! ... I may have over done it, but hey... he could not argue... atleast i was upright and no where as stoned as i was when he sent me to bed. ~L~

So... with my little white lie down, i got out to see New Moon.... ~howls~ OMFG... I will understand if a lot of the team Edward gals jump ship and become Team Jacob supporters. Having a body that good should be down right illegal! Me, well I am standing fast as a Team Edward girl... There is something in that crooked little smile that takes my breath away... haha.

It is no where as good as the book but man, I am looking forward to watching it again and again when it is released on DVD....
Now... I guess I best start counting down til Eclipse is released.... i have no clue when that is... best i go google, huh!? ~L~

~looking up at the moon and howling again~ aarrrrrrrooooooooooooohhhhh...

hahahaha.
have a great night guys... my hayfever meds are starting to kick in again and i think its best that i go now before my fingers type something that my stoned little head may not find as amusing when its clear in the morning! ~L~

speechless.... angry.....~shaking head~ what can i say!?

I dont know about you, though I was raised in a house where it was wrong for a boy to hit a girl and have raised my son with exactly the same kind of respect for women as his father was raised and what i had heard all my life.

Sadly, it appears that not all kids are raised in the same way.

On the way home from school today, Miranda was assulted by a boy almost 8 years her senior. Yes, you read right.... my 8 year old was hurt by a 15 year old. Both Jamie and her walk home together and in a moment where Jamie had told her to drop a stone she was carrying, his ball that he was bouncing bounced away from him and he went after it, letting go of her hand for no more than a second, all shit fell loose.

She tossed the stone on the ground and it bounced, hitting this 16 year old boy on the back of the ankle. We are talking about a stone the size of a bit of gravel... something small enough that it is amazing that he even felt it... anyway before jamie could get back onto the footpath to Miranda, this kid had grabbed my little girl by the throat, ripped her up into the air and was projecting her towards the pavement. His hand firmly around her throat still, he was leaning over her with his fist brought back ready to lay into her.

Jamie tossed the ball at the kid, hitting him to distract him and called him something rather "obscene" to be repeated here, and in that second that it took for him to be distracted from Miranda, Jamies friend grabbed miranda and pulled her away.

She has brusing down her neck to her shoulder, skin grazed from areas on her back which is going to scab badly, skinned elbows and bruises all over. Quiet understandably, she is a complete mess, as is poor Jamie who has not stopped crying for more than a few minutes all afternoon.

The police were called and have arrested the boy, taken him to the police station to be finger printed and charged. The police are disgusted that this boy found no remorse in what he had done, and that his actions, if had not been distracted would have been most definately, horendous.

Matt and I, as you can very well imagine want to do very bad things to this boy and make him hurt in a way that he has not ever hurt before in his life. Matt.... my goodness, I have never seen him so wild... his eyes are dark .... and its scary... my gentle giant.... well..... it hurts to see him so lost as to what to do
Work is putting him on stress leave... His friend is going to teach Jamie how to box and Miranda how to defend her self (not that we would expect her to ever be able to fight off someone so much larger than herself)... me, well I am upset.. angry and like matt, lost as to what to do... though I am doing what I do best... distracting myself and planning my day for tomorrow out in my head. He will stay home with them... I will work... simply, so I dont become the mess that I am on the inside, on the outside.

Godess give us strength.

Scraptastic Saturday...

(Please, Cathy, Sit before you fall down with shock at the following announcement!!)

I can't remember the last time that I sat for long enough to finish one layout in a day, though today, I am proud to say that I have created 3 Layouts... One of them is complete with photo, while the others still have photos to take and add. (~whispering so that Matt does not hear... just yet... ~ that is my cunning plan for tomorrow... to get Matt to come out with us all somewhere, set up the tripod and timer and just take some fun family shots.)

You know, he has seen these layouts today though has not asked what photos I am planning on using... clueless man.....~ snickering~

I am hoping that not only will we get these photos taken tomorrow, though I can get Matt to run them through adobe, fix them up, crop them and take them to get printed as well.... IF I get my way, you should see them some time tomorrow afternoon....

If the weather is nice, forget everything, other than the knowledge that we are updating our family photos.... the layouts will be uploaded on the next rainy weekend... because if tomorrow is anything like today has been... tomorrow i will be doing the beach bum thang!

yet another proud mama moment

Earlier today, while still working I happened to miss a call from Kieras school.. When i saw the missed called after work I thought I best call Matt and make sure that everything was okay. I was so relieved when he said that all was fine, that he too had been called by the school.
Apparently, Kiera had won an award for a Media project she had done, though we were asked to keep it hushed and get her up to the school between 7 & 8pm to receive this award at the year 11 art show. (she is only in yr 10 btw but her stuff was being shown anyway).

We got up to the school just before 8 only to be quickly ushered through the doors and told to go and see the principal. (the awards had all been presented about 10 mins earlier)... Kiera was still wondering what was happening at this point... She regardlessly, headed to the principal who eagerly shook her hand and presented her with a PRINCIPAL AWARD and a credit note for $50 to go towards her school books for next year.

Needless to say, this was a wonderful end to a week and yet another proud mama moment!

Happy friday!!

With a pride swelled heart

It was with a pride swelled heart that I sat last night beside an equally proud husband and watched Miranda, (our 8 year old) perform on stage in a interschool spectacular called wakakirri.
A few months ago I went along to watch her first performance, competing against 10(?) other schools in our region of Melbourne/victoria. We (all the parents) left that night, with the belief that our wonderful little people had not taken out any placing in the competition, let alone taken one of the nights awards. A week later we were all pleasantly welcomed to the fact that not only had they done marvelously on the night, they had taken out FIRST PLACE! They were off the the grand finals, in the City, to compete for the place of Victorias winners.

As you can imagine, the children, all ranging between 7-8.5 worked tremendously hard on their performance, which was based around the events of last January and the King Lake, Black Saturday Bush fires. These fires affaected our children in a way that I dont think any of us really realised until we saw their performance. It was from the heart and showed the australian spirit, to help when others were suffering. My heart almost burst with the pride that i felt watching such little people perform something that was such a grown up kind of situation. One that we would love to think our children would never have to be exposed to. (loss & destruction). Athough, through this exposure, it has awoken our children to strength, courage and the australian spirit of just getting on with things, rebuilding and survival. Something very important for our children to know.

Anyway... where was this proud mum!?

Oh yes... last night, Matt and I rushed up to the 2nd floor of the Melbourne Town hall to take out seats with many other parents from our school and many others, to watch our children perform in what would for the most of them, be the biggest moment in their little lives so far. Our school was 2nd to perform and through tears of pride that fell I watched my little girl dancing around on stage, enticing the flames with her gusts (of arms). She was the wind that drove the fires on that fateful day. Such a dark and omnimous part, looked so beautiful... and PROUD.
Those same tear filled eyes then looked to her father, who with no doubt had a heart as large with pride as mine, and surely aching as it stretched to its limit, threatening to burst.
Ofcourse, we are bias... while the other schools all did wonderful jobs, our little people, (who were the youngest of the performers on both the first night, and this, the grand finals) were definately, the best story of the night. And... ofcourse, the best dancers, story writes, full stop!

hours later, our weary little people came and sat in the dress circle with us, and watched the rest of the performance. Many of them, tightly held tiny fingers crossed. They were all anxiously awaiting the last performance to be complete so that judging could be undertaken. WOW... I did not realise that they were going to find out their fate, then and there.
Awards weere given.... we were down to the last award... the most prestigeous award of the night and again, our beautiful babies faces were long, they had seemed to miss out on awards again when all of a sudden the presenter of the night started to talk of "heard ship and the australian way. The strength to pull together when hearts weere so low and hope was bleak"... It was the Beyond Blue award. (beyond blue were the main sponsers).... and what performance do you think they were talking about when they were leading up to the presentation of this award? None other than Jamieson way .... OUR LITTLE GUYS HAD TAKEN OUT THE BEYOND BLUE AWARD!!!!!

Pop.... there went my heart... im sure of it....

or.... was that the veins in my hands from clapping so hard... or my voice box from the screams that came from my toes as i cheered on our three little represeentatives as they headed over to the presenter to accept the award!?

there were 10 groups, 6 of whom were all called out to the front of the stage, again... our kids stood back on the stage. They had not been called. A little sigh rumbled in my chest at the knowledge that if these were the winning kids, then we would have to again have that talk about "its not weather you win or losee"... you know the one, right?
EQUAL THIRD.... that is what i heard announced... what the!? 3rd? All of those 6 groups? That means...... yep.... our kids were still in with a chance... i think it was then that i realised what this meant... my heart swelled a little more... and i found myseelf crossing my fingers tightly. OMG.... 2nd or .... I could barely think it... 1st. Our children were the only division 1 group there, meaning it was their very first time ever performing at wakakirri... did our children really have what the judges were looking for? well... duh, we thought so, but these were professional performers that were in the judging panel..

All the remaining children were asked to move forward on the stage... our three representatives all reached out to hold each others hands... they were thrilled to think that their hard work had paid off and they were going to get 2nd or 1st...

POP.... that was definately my heart as their name was called out as Victorias 2009 Wakakirri 2nd place winners. Honestly, the squeels that came from our group of children and parents I dont think could have been any louder if we had actually taken out 1st place.

I am sitting here, writing this from work while I wait for my dental partner (Dr) to come back from some training... and between my oral hygiene lessons with preps-y2 kids at the school I am working at. My mind has been upon my little girl today and all her little friends as I am sure they got a hero reception this morning at the school assembly.

My heart still aches with pride... & my smile not so wide as it was, though definately still there for my gorgeous little girl.

I wonder what they will start to prepare for next year. I hope the teachers have thought that far ahead... for I am sure, there is no holding them back now! They will want to do this again... and again... and again!

(I will upload a pic of my gust of wind tonight, or over the weekend. She did so well to stay up as long as she did, and get her photo taken. (12 midnight)...

Lots of love and I hope you are all smiling and well.
xxxx