Cute 4 year old visitor: "Can I have some of that chocolate?" pointing to a box of chocolate bars our family is selling as a fund raiser for Stedfast Band.
Me: "If you have $2.00 you can, you have to pay before you can have some."
Older brothers front up with $2.00 and wave their chocolate bars around.
Cute 4 year old does the normal "but I want some", "why can't I have some" routine that 4 year olds do. Realising that it is not going to work he delivers one final argument.
Cute, chocolateless 4 year old:"Well anyhow, this isn't a shop, this is a house and you don't pay for food in a house!!"
Me: Can't say anything cos I'm too busy laughing!!!!
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Impressions of Easter Camp from a cook's perspective
Loud - groove tent base is unreal
Buzzing - always something happening
Overwhelming - when you see this horde of kids lined up waiting to be fed and still they kept coming
Daunting - when you see the quantity of food needing to be cooked so that 2,800 kids can be fed
Inspiring - when you see how much time and effort and every ounce of energy and more that people give to make this camp happen
Humbling - to know that you have been part of a team of people making the camp happen so that kids lives are changed permanently, and that for many they will look back on this camp as one of the defining moments in their life.
Amazing - to see such a huge crowd so well behaved and with so few crowd problems
Exhausting - are my feet ever going to stop aching?
Incredulous - to be told thatwe managed to get 2,800 kids through the food lines in 17 minutes
We have cooked for Easter Camp for 11 years now and I still count it a privilege to be able to be part of this ministry.
Buzzing - always something happening
Overwhelming - when you see this horde of kids lined up waiting to be fed and still they kept coming
Daunting - when you see the quantity of food needing to be cooked so that 2,800 kids can be fed
Inspiring - when you see how much time and effort and every ounce of energy and more that people give to make this camp happen
Humbling - to know that you have been part of a team of people making the camp happen so that kids lives are changed permanently, and that for many they will look back on this camp as one of the defining moments in their life.
Amazing - to see such a huge crowd so well behaved and with so few crowd problems
Exhausting - are my feet ever going to stop aching?
Incredulous - to be told thatwe managed to get 2,800 kids through the food lines in 17 minutes
We have cooked for Easter Camp for 11 years now and I still count it a privilege to be able to be part of this ministry.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Camp
Camp has been and gone. An interesting weekend!
The teaching gave me a lot to think about and process, the food has given me a kilo or two to work off, the fun and laughter has given me lots of precious memories, and the friendships - both new and existing - have given me a sense of how much God loves each and every one of us, and I realise again that we are designed to have fellowship with each other, not just with God.
Each camp I have been to has had a different feel to it, and each is memorable for different reasons. I pray that the work God has done in each of the women's lives over the weekend will continue, and that they will not forget the truths learned, but will keep on building on the foundations laid at camp.
The teaching gave me a lot to think about and process, the food has given me a kilo or two to work off, the fun and laughter has given me lots of precious memories, and the friendships - both new and existing - have given me a sense of how much God loves each and every one of us, and I realise again that we are designed to have fellowship with each other, not just with God.
Each camp I have been to has had a different feel to it, and each is memorable for different reasons. I pray that the work God has done in each of the women's lives over the weekend will continue, and that they will not forget the truths learned, but will keep on building on the foundations laid at camp.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Two more Life's Lessons
Life's Lesson 25434
It is a good idea if you are doing housework before you go to work, or if you want to look at the paper after someone else has dripped honey or blobs of jam on it while they were reading it before you, (sigh!) to put on old clothes when you get up and then change into your clean work clothes before you head out the door.
Life's Lesson 25435
It is a good idea if you are only going to change into your clean work clothes just before you head out the door to stop cleaning your glasses and put them back on so that you can have a really good look in the mirror, not just a short sighted glance as you rush by.
That way you won't have to have your workmate (female - I am thankful to say) tell you that your blouse is inside out (Sigh!!!!!)
It is a good idea if you are doing housework before you go to work, or if you want to look at the paper after someone else has dripped honey or blobs of jam on it while they were reading it before you, (sigh!) to put on old clothes when you get up and then change into your clean work clothes before you head out the door.
Life's Lesson 25435
It is a good idea if you are only going to change into your clean work clothes just before you head out the door to stop cleaning your glasses and put them back on so that you can have a really good look in the mirror, not just a short sighted glance as you rush by.
That way you won't have to have your workmate (female - I am thankful to say) tell you that your blouse is inside out (Sigh!!!!!)
Friday, March 10, 2006
God restores my soul
The topic for the women's camp next weekend is "God restores my soul". I am really looking forward to it. Even just meditating on the title gives me a sense of expectancy - there is hope and promise and a depth of meaning in this one sentence.
I realise that I will not escape God's gentle probing and revealing of areas in my life that need restoring, but already for me there is a sense of the Holy Spirit going before and preparing, of not being faced with more than I can handle.
To me, in the midst of a busy few weeks, it is going to be a time of drawing aside and just being in the presence of God, of walking with Him at a slow enough pace that I can hear what He is saying to me.
My prayer is that this will be so for all the women who come.
Maybe, if I am totally honest, no cooking, fun and laughter with a bunch of other women and getting away from it all also helps me to be looking forward to camp.
I realise that I will not escape God's gentle probing and revealing of areas in my life that need restoring, but already for me there is a sense of the Holy Spirit going before and preparing, of not being faced with more than I can handle.
To me, in the midst of a busy few weeks, it is going to be a time of drawing aside and just being in the presence of God, of walking with Him at a slow enough pace that I can hear what He is saying to me.
My prayer is that this will be so for all the women who come.
Maybe, if I am totally honest, no cooking, fun and laughter with a bunch of other women and getting away from it all also helps me to be looking forward to camp.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Amanda's big day
Tomorrow is Amanda Lander's big exam that she has been working and studying so hard for. I am praying for her that God will give her good memory recall, for strength, for calmness, and for her to know God's presence through it all.
I don't think she would mind if others prayed too.
I don't think she would mind if others prayed too.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
A cup of coffee in My name
The service has ended and I am sitting in church with Roanna when Rayd comes along with a cup of coffee for her. Seeing the husband is away in Hanmer at a school music camp and so my usual "bringer of the coffee" is not there, Rayd volunteers to bring me a coffee. As he walks away after giving me my coffee I am reminded of the verse in Mathew which says "And if anyone gives even a cup of cold water (or in my case coffee) to one of these little ones because he is my disciple, I tell you the truth, he will certainly not lose his reward."
It also reminded me that God takes notice of the little things that we do in His name - attitude is as important as action.
Thanks Andrew, your kindness is appreciated.
It also reminded me that God takes notice of the little things that we do in His name - attitude is as important as action.
Thanks Andrew, your kindness is appreciated.
Monday, February 13, 2006
Life's Lesson No 25433
How Not To Buy a Birthday Present!
When you buy your daughter a 2 seater bean bag for her birthday it pays to think about how you are going to get it home. In case you want to know, a 2 seater bean bag does not fit in the boot of a Nissan Bluebird, nor does it fit in the back seat. It may also be beneficial to know that when you are huffing and puffing and trying to squeeze the bean bag in the back seat, oil from the door catch will rub off onto the bean bag, necessitating spending an hour that night with the "Frend" stain remover to get rid of said oil stains.
It also pays to make sure your husband takes his cell phone with him that day, otherwise you end up having to ring your daughter at work to come and rescue you!! Oh, and it also pays to make sure your own cell phone is charged so you are not left wondering if your daughter heard all your instructions before the battery went flat!
Another good thing to remember is your sunnies!! They are very helpful when you are standing on the footpath in Colombo Street, trying to pretend that is perfectly normal to have a bean bag hanging out of the boot of your car, and that everybody who buys a bean bag always leans against the car so their daughter can spot them as they come to the rescue in the boss's car with the big boot!
When you buy your daughter a 2 seater bean bag for her birthday it pays to think about how you are going to get it home. In case you want to know, a 2 seater bean bag does not fit in the boot of a Nissan Bluebird, nor does it fit in the back seat. It may also be beneficial to know that when you are huffing and puffing and trying to squeeze the bean bag in the back seat, oil from the door catch will rub off onto the bean bag, necessitating spending an hour that night with the "Frend" stain remover to get rid of said oil stains.
It also pays to make sure your husband takes his cell phone with him that day, otherwise you end up having to ring your daughter at work to come and rescue you!! Oh, and it also pays to make sure your own cell phone is charged so you are not left wondering if your daughter heard all your instructions before the battery went flat!
Another good thing to remember is your sunnies!! They are very helpful when you are standing on the footpath in Colombo Street, trying to pretend that is perfectly normal to have a bean bag hanging out of the boot of your car, and that everybody who buys a bean bag always leans against the car so their daughter can spot them as they come to the rescue in the boss's car with the big boot!
Thursday, February 09, 2006
More than one catch at Elaine Bay
Beautiful weather, spectacular scenery, a calm sea, the fish biting - my idea of a perfect holiday!
Its ages since I had done any fishing, but with just a good old fashioned land line on both days we managed to catch our legal quota of blue cod in just under an hour at Elaine Bay in Pelorous Sounds.
6 months ago Hugh and Jane invited us to spend some time up there with them. I only needed to be asked once!! Saturday night Hugh told Nath and Kirsty they were on dishes. I've never had the dishes whipped away from me so quickly!! After they did the dishes Nath said he and Kirsty were going for a walk. I suggested Alastair might like to go with them to which I got a very definite NO!
Half an hour late Kirsty is bursting back into the room skipping and giggling. I think it took Jane and I at least 1 second to spot the ring on her finger!
Alastair then produced some grape juice and a cake which Nath had organized for Alastair to bring up when he arrived Friday night.
A very special time and a very special holiday.
They are planning on being married end of November.
Its ages since I had done any fishing, but with just a good old fashioned land line on both days we managed to catch our legal quota of blue cod in just under an hour at Elaine Bay in Pelorous Sounds.
6 months ago Hugh and Jane invited us to spend some time up there with them. I only needed to be asked once!! Saturday night Hugh told Nath and Kirsty they were on dishes. I've never had the dishes whipped away from me so quickly!! After they did the dishes Nath said he and Kirsty were going for a walk. I suggested Alastair might like to go with them to which I got a very definite NO!
Half an hour late Kirsty is bursting back into the room skipping and giggling. I think it took Jane and I at least 1 second to spot the ring on her finger!
Alastair then produced some grape juice and a cake which Nath had organized for Alastair to bring up when he arrived Friday night.
A very special time and a very special holiday.
They are planning on being married end of November.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Stained Glass Masquerade
I've been listening to the Casting Crowns "Lifesong" CD that I just got - why have I just got a new CD? Maybe it has something to do with having to tick the next age bracket on those countless forms I seem to be always filling out!
Anyhow, one of the songs that has made me think quite a bit is Stained Glass Masquerade. The blurb explaining the song makes this statement "I don't think it bothers the world that we sin. I think it bothers the world that we act like we don't........"
I think there is huge truth in that statement. I have been guilty myself, of at times acting as if I have it altogether, of somehow thinking that people will be attracted to the christian life if they don't see the struggles, the hurts, the pain and the failure that happens at times in my life. I think being real is what is attractive, of having this hope, this inner strength, this power beyond human understanding, of knowing forgiveness and cleansing as we deal with all that life dishes out to us is what will make people pause and think.
Anyhow, one of the songs that has made me think quite a bit is Stained Glass Masquerade. The blurb explaining the song makes this statement "I don't think it bothers the world that we sin. I think it bothers the world that we act like we don't........"
I think there is huge truth in that statement. I have been guilty myself, of at times acting as if I have it altogether, of somehow thinking that people will be attracted to the christian life if they don't see the struggles, the hurts, the pain and the failure that happens at times in my life. I think being real is what is attractive, of having this hope, this inner strength, this power beyond human understanding, of knowing forgiveness and cleansing as we deal with all that life dishes out to us is what will make people pause and think.
Monday, January 16, 2006
Life's Lesson Number 25432
If you are going to invite people round for a barbeque, not only do you have to check that you have all the ingredients for what you are going to make, you also have to check that there is enough gas in the gas bottle!
Thursday, January 12, 2006
This can only mean one thing
The sharpened axe lying by the chopping block..... the gate to the hen house swinging open.... the silence in the back yard... the pale faced husband.... the rows of silverbeet unpicked......the bags of sawdust from the chook house neatly lined up against the fence....
Yes, it can only mean one thing - our "past the use by date" chooks have been dispatched to that place where all good chooks go. And my kind husband was good enough to wait till I was back at work so I didn't have to witness all the unpleasant and gory events unfolding.
I miss them - as I have been weeding the garden I keep thinking how much they loved me chucking the weeds to them, and how excited they used to get when we chucked the kitchen scraps in for them to pick through and fight over.
I'm looking forward to the new lot arriving.
Yes, it can only mean one thing - our "past the use by date" chooks have been dispatched to that place where all good chooks go. And my kind husband was good enough to wait till I was back at work so I didn't have to witness all the unpleasant and gory events unfolding.
I miss them - as I have been weeding the garden I keep thinking how much they loved me chucking the weeds to them, and how excited they used to get when we chucked the kitchen scraps in for them to pick through and fight over.
I'm looking forward to the new lot arriving.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
First post for 2006
These holidays have just flown by. I've looked forward to them for so long and now I am back at work - reluctantly. Lake Brunner is so beautiful and the views were spectacular. So many lovely bush walks to enjoy and old gold mining spots to explore. Didn't have time to do all the walks and visits so definitely there are plans to go back again. Best of all was time spent as a family without the pressure of rushing in and out the door going to this place or that. We learnt to play the board game Sequence and I think this game will fast become a McGowan (and maybe a Dimock) family favourite.
Last week was time spent with Michael and Miriam - a precious time of just being with them and laughing lots. Took the opportunity (thanks to Roanna's organising skills) of having family photos taken at Cave Rock and have just got the CDs with them on. They are fantastic and I am going to have trouble choosing which ones I get printed. The first photos I looked at were just of my children - they are my children and yet looking back at me was a group of adults (a very attractive group of adults in my opinion) - my babies have grown up!! I knew that - but somehow the photo seemed to make it hit home.
Last week was time spent with Michael and Miriam - a precious time of just being with them and laughing lots. Took the opportunity (thanks to Roanna's organising skills) of having family photos taken at Cave Rock and have just got the CDs with them on. They are fantastic and I am going to have trouble choosing which ones I get printed. The first photos I looked at were just of my children - they are my children and yet looking back at me was a group of adults (a very attractive group of adults in my opinion) - my babies have grown up!! I knew that - but somehow the photo seemed to make it hit home.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Why you need son-inlaws and daugther-in-laws
You need son-in-laws because they notice when your windows are dirty and come round after work and clean them inside and out as a Christmas gift. Thanks Stephen for my sparkly windows.
You need daughter-in-laws because there needs to be more than one person in a family that likes pink. Thanks Miriam for giving me a reason to browse in the pink section again.
You need daughter-in-laws because there needs to be more than one person in a family that likes pink. Thanks Miriam for giving me a reason to browse in the pink section again.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Heading towards Christmas
It’s been a funny sort of a week for me. There has been the gradual build up of Christmas excitement and anticipation, of looking forward to family get togethers on Christmas day – this year there is a sense of hope as we gather for lunch with extended family – hope because of a relative who last year was causing the family much pain, but this year is becoming well - joy because of a nephew’s decision to follow Christ and the positive changes in his life as a result, peace because of some honest sharing of the struggles and pain and turmoil gone through by another before they ceased striving to please someone who can never be pleased, putting boundaries in place to protect and reclaim their family life. And I musn’t forget the next generation – 3 gorgeous little boys who are going to give us all much fun and laughter as we see Christmas through their eyes.
There is another family gathering at night, this I think will have quite a different feel to it – much more laid back and relaxed, everybody a bit tired, so a time of talking and reminiscing.
And then 2 weeks holiday to look forward to, the 2nd week with Michael and Miriam, a time to be treasured and made the most of, before they head off overseas.
I went to 2 different BBQs 2 nights in a row. One was at the Community Cottage. It was so lovely. When I arrived there was someone on the porch playing a guitar, with a few singing, some sitting at tables enjoying the food, some cooking the last lot of meat, kids running round with their present from Santa, and lots of chatting going on. I realised at the end that I am getting to know a few people there, I don’t feel a stranger and it is nice just to be one of them, to be able to move amongst a few of them and chat with different groups. Some of them are wary of me – and I understand that too. Most of them are spending Christmas with family and whanau, but for a couple of them it is a lonely time. I went away feeling good for how much I have been accepted by those at the cottage but also with a tinge of sadness for those who aren’t looking forward to Christmas as much.
The second BBQ was different again. There were about 12 – 14 people there. What do you say to someone who has just had to shift because their partner has called it quits after 21 years of marriage. I can’t believe I was so stupid. The look of pain and tiredness on their face shook me up and as they greeted me I blurted out the first thing in my head “Merry Christmas”. How dumb is that! About the only worse thing I could’ve said was “Cheer Up!” It was a very poignant evening really – people offering support in practical ways and all the time in amongst the ordinary conversation was this unspoken question sitting there - how are they really doing, what happens when we all leave? The thing that really got me was the dog. It was sitting on the couch and all of a sudden just rested his head on their shoulder as if it sensed exactly what the person was going through. That memory will stay with me for a long time.
I wonder if for other people there is also this pulling of emotions two ways – the excitement, and build up of Christmas versus the awareness of pain, sadness, loneliness and even anger being experienced by others at this time?
There is another family gathering at night, this I think will have quite a different feel to it – much more laid back and relaxed, everybody a bit tired, so a time of talking and reminiscing.
And then 2 weeks holiday to look forward to, the 2nd week with Michael and Miriam, a time to be treasured and made the most of, before they head off overseas.
I went to 2 different BBQs 2 nights in a row. One was at the Community Cottage. It was so lovely. When I arrived there was someone on the porch playing a guitar, with a few singing, some sitting at tables enjoying the food, some cooking the last lot of meat, kids running round with their present from Santa, and lots of chatting going on. I realised at the end that I am getting to know a few people there, I don’t feel a stranger and it is nice just to be one of them, to be able to move amongst a few of them and chat with different groups. Some of them are wary of me – and I understand that too. Most of them are spending Christmas with family and whanau, but for a couple of them it is a lonely time. I went away feeling good for how much I have been accepted by those at the cottage but also with a tinge of sadness for those who aren’t looking forward to Christmas as much.
The second BBQ was different again. There were about 12 – 14 people there. What do you say to someone who has just had to shift because their partner has called it quits after 21 years of marriage. I can’t believe I was so stupid. The look of pain and tiredness on their face shook me up and as they greeted me I blurted out the first thing in my head “Merry Christmas”. How dumb is that! About the only worse thing I could’ve said was “Cheer Up!” It was a very poignant evening really – people offering support in practical ways and all the time in amongst the ordinary conversation was this unspoken question sitting there - how are they really doing, what happens when we all leave? The thing that really got me was the dog. It was sitting on the couch and all of a sudden just rested his head on their shoulder as if it sensed exactly what the person was going through. That memory will stay with me for a long time.
I wonder if for other people there is also this pulling of emotions two ways – the excitement, and build up of Christmas versus the awareness of pain, sadness, loneliness and even anger being experienced by others at this time?
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Elizabeth
Last time Elizabeth Brown was in Thailand I prayed for her when she was over there. I am praying for her again but this time it is different. I wouldn't call myself a prayer warrior and yet her and the team have been in my thoughts quite a bit this week and I am compelled to pray more earnestly and more specifically for them.
I wonder what is going on for them?
I wonder also if a part of it is a follow on from Steve's sermon last week on being Elizabeths - the call to be intentional and to be a blessing to other women.
I wonder what would happen in church if each woman prayerfully spoke a blessing to another. What would happen in the next week as those words of blessing sat with them?
I wonder what is going on for them?
I wonder also if a part of it is a follow on from Steve's sermon last week on being Elizabeths - the call to be intentional and to be a blessing to other women.
I wonder what would happen in church if each woman prayerfully spoke a blessing to another. What would happen in the next week as those words of blessing sat with them?
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Sleep deprivation
Yesterday's blog was just supposed to be a short piece on why it is important to me that the church goes out into the community, rather than wait for the community to come to the church. It was following on from Warwick's blog and some comments I made.
I can see that I need to stop blogging before 11.00 p.m. at night - it's obvious that sleep deprivation brings out the words in me!
I can see that I need to stop blogging before 11.00 p.m. at night - it's obvious that sleep deprivation brings out the words in me!
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Huh, you want ME to do WHAT???
I was very comfortable warming the pews and bringing up my children - until a bus trip from Wellington to Hastings to see my sister. I was looking forward to seeing her and her family - and also reflecting on my son's graduation ceremony the night before.
The bus was going at a good pace, I was enjoying the scenery and the thought of a few days freedom from housework when out of nowhere, this really insistent thought kept coming that there were a whole lot of people out there that really needed to know about Jesus. I'd always known that - but somehow this time it really became personal - it hit me in a way that was life altering. In particular I kept looking out at the not so nice areas where people were living, and I sensed that God was placing a desire to work with these sorts of people and a compassion was forming for what they were going through.
I thought that immediately doors would be flung open, but that hasn't been so. Instead, I have had to do some sorting out in my own personal life, some surrendering of dreams I've had for how I wanted my life to develop, and to learn how to listen to people from all walks of life, trying to understand them and what is important to them, letting them tell their story rather than me impose my story on them. I'm glad I didn't rush in as I would've gone in with completely the wrong attitude, one which would've been arrogant and condescending and totally unhelpful.
Kingdom Builders 04 conference seemed to be a time of God calling me to be more deliberate and intentional about moving out.
I can still remember that feeling as I knocked on the door of the Community cottage to introduce myself. I was shaking and if I hadn't already spoken of my intentions to Steve (and by doing that making myself accountable) I reckon I would've chickened out.
I was blown away by the welcome I received that day.
Since then God has taken the little I had and grown it heaps.
I am humbled by the dedication and committment those people at the cottage have for their community. It is teaching me much about how to love and care for people.
Now it seems is the time that doors are starting to open. I am becoming more involved with the local community cottage and am applying to be a school chaplain.
In the past my mission field has been very narrow, and I left it up to everyone else to do the hard work using the excuse I didn't have the right spiritual gifts to evangelize - sadly the church wasn't a great help in this regard. There were meetings on how to witness (inferring that you could pass or fail!), lists of essential memory verses to learn so that you would "be equipped" and the
mission field was regarded as those out there.
And I am going to have to continue tomorrow as it is late and my brain has gone to sleep!
The bus was going at a good pace, I was enjoying the scenery and the thought of a few days freedom from housework when out of nowhere, this really insistent thought kept coming that there were a whole lot of people out there that really needed to know about Jesus. I'd always known that - but somehow this time it really became personal - it hit me in a way that was life altering. In particular I kept looking out at the not so nice areas where people were living, and I sensed that God was placing a desire to work with these sorts of people and a compassion was forming for what they were going through.
I thought that immediately doors would be flung open, but that hasn't been so. Instead, I have had to do some sorting out in my own personal life, some surrendering of dreams I've had for how I wanted my life to develop, and to learn how to listen to people from all walks of life, trying to understand them and what is important to them, letting them tell their story rather than me impose my story on them. I'm glad I didn't rush in as I would've gone in with completely the wrong attitude, one which would've been arrogant and condescending and totally unhelpful.
Kingdom Builders 04 conference seemed to be a time of God calling me to be more deliberate and intentional about moving out.
I can still remember that feeling as I knocked on the door of the Community cottage to introduce myself. I was shaking and if I hadn't already spoken of my intentions to Steve (and by doing that making myself accountable) I reckon I would've chickened out.
I was blown away by the welcome I received that day.
Since then God has taken the little I had and grown it heaps.
I am humbled by the dedication and committment those people at the cottage have for their community. It is teaching me much about how to love and care for people.
Now it seems is the time that doors are starting to open. I am becoming more involved with the local community cottage and am applying to be a school chaplain.
In the past my mission field has been very narrow, and I left it up to everyone else to do the hard work using the excuse I didn't have the right spiritual gifts to evangelize - sadly the church wasn't a great help in this regard. There were meetings on how to witness (inferring that you could pass or fail!), lists of essential memory verses to learn so that you would "be equipped" and the
mission field was regarded as those out there.
And I am going to have to continue tomorrow as it is late and my brain has gone to sleep!
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Safe for another year!
At the Women's breakfast last week Karen asked people to fess up if it had been more than a year since they had got to the bottom of their ironing pile. I realised it had been last Christmas holidays since the ironing basket was empty so it inspired me to tackle the mountainous heap (it helped that we have had cool weather this week - I am not going to iron on a Canterbury NorWest day!). Saturday morning I achieved my goal! For half a day there was nothing in my ironing basket - nothing that is except 7 socks - how come children and husbands only ever lose one sock! My scottish nature won't let me chuck that odd sock out in case the other one turns up - which usually happens a couple of days after I have given up and chucked all the odd socks out! So I am safe for another year.......unless Karen asks the question about how long since the mending pile had been conquered instead!
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Mutter, mutter, mutter
It looked so easy when Aliesha was showing me how to add names to the Link column but when I come to do it....IT JUST WON'T WORK I am a stubborn creature and don't like admitting defeat! I will keep trying till the weekend, then I may be forced to offer bribes of iced chocolate again......
I think Steve or someone at Opawa needs to run a "Blogging for Dummies" evening!!!!!
I think Steve or someone at Opawa needs to run a "Blogging for Dummies" evening!!!!!
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