Day 24:: YEEEEHAAAAA!!

For all those country strong birds out there - this is me, raw hide - yeeeeeehaaaa!

Bootscooting with the best of them! Can you sponsor me so I can slap some leather?! 

Dress: Vintage

Belt: My Mum's!

Slip: Lee Mathews

Shoes: Midas? Mollini? I don't know?

We're On Holidays. And We Have Gold Fever.

We visited Nundle this morning to check out all that was a-happening as part of their annual Go for Gold Chinese Festival. 


Once we arrived in Nundle we took the smalls straight to go gold-panning. They had a hoot sifting through the soil, and both struck it big, and got to bring their gold home. Once that was over the Doctor said he wanted to go home... Hmm. 


We meandered through the crowds, ate sausage sandwiches, went to the Nundle Woollen Mill, watched the Chinese dragon performers - which was pretty rad, went to my favourite Odgers & McClelland and stocked up on boiled lollies (I have a sweet tooth, yikes!) and my favourite beech nail brushes - random combo I know, but this is the general store - and the curation of goods is inspiring and so aesthetically pleasing! I never knew I loved brooms so much.


Ah the country air. I can not get enough. 


I definitely do not want to come home. 

An Ugly Photo Of My Feet

We've hit the frog and toad, and we're out of town for Easter. But not before I tipped a chair over that fell onto my foot. A full throttle blow that continued to bruise throughout the day. Poor, poor me.


Please drag out the world's smallest violin. 


I'd planned a weekend full of running/walking - wogging (walking x jogging) until this accident has left me like a limp biscuit.


Anyhoot - poor me aside. It's so nice to be in the country air. Gives me a chance to further brainwash Matt into letting our little family move to the country. Life in the country is good. Slowed down. No traffic jams. No hither and thither. Country air. Life is good. 


I'm going to soak up this weekend - soak in the heat, the goodness, and the chocolate. 


Happy Easter my friends. I hope you have a safe and happy time with friends and family. 


PS - another apology for my ugly foot shot. I know, I know. Poor form PMM.

I'm Back. And 20 Kilos Heavier.

Ahhh Easter, how we love you so. If only I wasn't prone to eating so much chocolate. I've finally overdosed and am on the search for anything salty to tame my taste buds. I'm sure though, I'll be ready for more doses of chocolate later in the week (like I need it).

Ahhh Easter, if only you could have given me some self control, rather than chocolate. I'd quite like that. The ability to say, no I couldn't possibly eat my 50th Easter egg. Or no, no, thanks that first piece of Easter cake was delicious, I couldn't possibly go another. Or even, no one glass of wine is plenty for me. If only.

So now our little family is coming down off the chocolate-y high that is Easter. After a wonderful weekend away visiting my family, driving home in the rain, bumper to bumper in traffic, curling towards the city, thoughts turn to normal life, and oh how I pine to escape again, once more out of the city.

Hello egg lovers, how was your Easter?


PS - I do believe I only have 9 (!) entries to the GEORGIE LOVE SUPERSONIC BIRTHDAY GIVEAWAY. Yowsers. Where is everyone? Want to enter? It's super dooper easy. And chances of winning at this stage are ridiculoulsy good. 1 in 3 punters are going to win at this rate. If you know what's good for you, enter now (pictured above is one of the three gorgeous prizes - this one is a ridiculously cute wooden bead bracelet from Dick & Dora)!

To Fill Or Not To Fill

Just in case you were wondering how that pillowcase was going, well, it's on the home straight. It's been a whole lotta love and a whole lotta work, but it's almost there. Phew!

I've strayed away from the pink petals for a little - I get sidetracked and need the distraction of a new colour, one big petal takes me a looooong time. There's certainly no chance of their being two pillowcases. Squeak and eek!

Anyway, do you think I need to fill the petal? Or leave it as is? I made it a chunkier split-stitch so it might be ok on its own. Matt digs it like this, doesn't need filling he says, but what say you dear reader?

PS - Heading off on holidays tomorrow. House is in a state of chaos. We have a million things we have to do (well I have to do) before we actually get in the ready-packed car. I hate those stupid last minute things. Anyway, tomorrow we drive off into the countryside. Yeeehaaaaa. I can't wait.

Happy travels - and happy shopping - what's with all the rude people that seem to have left their manners at home?!

We're Back

So we're back in Old Sydney town. What an anti-climax. We're back so we can put our noses to the grindstone and hit reality hard. Pooh to that I say. I wish my whole life was one big holiday.

I had such a wonderful time being at home. Nothing beats being at home I say.

So I promised I would show you the remainder of my thrifting finds. Well there's too numerous to mention, to the point where Matt has said I am going to have to open a shop and sell my goodies because it's getting kind of ridiculous. But in a good way ridiculous...

I've exorcised most of the mothballs and now the goodies are into the ironing pile.. Except my ironing board broke the other day (and let me tell you, it wasn't from overuse, that's for shizzle), and then I went to buy a new one and almost had a coronary at how expensive a good one is.

I digress dear reader.

So thrifty-licious, here goes... Check out those chestnuts. The ladies at the op-shop were even kind enough to give me discounts ('cause you need a discount when something is marked 30c - please note, I tried to dissuade them from this but they wouldn't have a bar of it).

My little guy is already planning our next trip to Tamworth. He digs hanging out with my parents. Mum keeps him busy in the garden, playing trains and my Dad reads him stories and rumbles with him. As well as the next trip, he's also planning the next one after that, and then the one after that. He told me so as I was tucking him into bed.