An update on life.
Due to Torby's love of crawling and subsequent lack of walking and not falling down and wanting to crawl, we won't really be going to Festival.
Too hard to deal with any child at a camping event and once you add in big frocks, dirt and crawling, it's more than we are willing to deal with.
We will however, be going down for the set-up weekend. Much easier as no frocks, we can leave whenever we want etc.,
We may also see if the fabulous grandparents can look after him for a few days and go down by ourselves.
Eh. We'll see.
Means we can do other fun easter stuff. Just not sure what that is yet.
Also, it looks like I will become Rowany Seneschal. At least, that's the current plan. Things beyond my control may change.
It will be interesting and hopefully I will do a good job. I like Admin stuff. Mmmm databases!
You've already heard about the new 3days of work a week plan. My bargaining chip was that I now get to start earlier than 'coretime' allows. Means I left work at 4pm yesterday but had done 9hrs 10mins of work (not inc. lunch) It's a bit cunning.
My boss has also just approved a 2 day Project management course-y thing for me in April. Hurrah!
I finished a sewing thing!!! w00t I say!
A lovely pair of white linen hose. All hand sewn. So cute. Now I just need SOMEONE *cough* BT *cough* to finish my garters.
So, I think any sewing I may be doing on the weekend will be for the ever lovely JD so she will not be narkoo at Festival.
She's making a lot of German stuff. Nothing more German-y than posing under a tree wearing nothing more than a chemise, hat and wispy diaphanous veil. I shall hem the veil for her :)
Tuesday, 20 March 2007
Saturday, 17 March 2007
What noise do puppies make?
A kind of Bwowwowow noise if you believe my son.
We read a lot of Hairy Macleary books at casa de huntington-smythe and our particular favourite is Caterwaul Caper
Quite particularly the pages in which all the dogs are underneath the tree that Scarface Claw is trapped in and they all make a noise
'Yip Yip" said Schnitzel von Krum
'Bow Wow Wow Wow' said Bitzer Malony
and so forth
From the repeated readings of this page (and I do mean repeated) Torby has started making the Bwowowow noise a lot.
Mostly at pictures in books and as he thrusts the book at you to read one more time.
This morning, he saw our cat and Bwowowow-ed at her.
We nearly wet ourselves.
We read a lot of Hairy Macleary books at casa de huntington-smythe and our particular favourite is Caterwaul Caper
Quite particularly the pages in which all the dogs are underneath the tree that Scarface Claw is trapped in and they all make a noise
'Yip Yip" said Schnitzel von Krum
'Bow Wow Wow Wow' said Bitzer Malony
and so forth
From the repeated readings of this page (and I do mean repeated) Torby has started making the Bwowowow noise a lot.
Mostly at pictures in books and as he thrusts the book at you to read one more time.
This morning, he saw our cat and Bwowowow-ed at her.
We nearly wet ourselves.
Friday, 16 March 2007
For Sale : One Baby
Comes complete with the following;
Ear Infection
Upper Respiratory Tract Infection
Chronic Nappy Rash
Teething
High Pitched Squeal
Clinginess
Temper Tantrums
Refusal of all Food Except Grapes and Corn
Please make offer.
Extra discount given to Gypsies
Ear Infection
Upper Respiratory Tract Infection
Chronic Nappy Rash
Teething
High Pitched Squeal
Clinginess
Temper Tantrums
Refusal of all Food Except Grapes and Corn
Please make offer.
Extra discount given to Gypsies
Thursday, 15 March 2007
just so Finn can fill it in..
Grabbed from Wenchilada's LJness
1. Can you cook?
2. What was your dream growing up?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite vegetable?
6. What was the last book you read?
7. What zodiac sign are u ?
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of the interweb?
11. What is your favorite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do u have any pets?
17. Do u know how to do the macerana?
18. What time is it where u are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What color eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. Bottle or Draft?
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
27. What 's your favorite bar to hang at?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
Tell me about yourself.
cut and paste into the commenst and respond.
cut and paste into the commenst and respond.
1. Can you cook?
2. What was your dream growing up?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite vegetable?
6. What was the last book you read?
7. What zodiac sign are u ?
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of the interweb?
11. What is your favorite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do u have any pets?
17. Do u know how to do the macerana?
18. What time is it where u are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What color eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. Bottle or Draft?
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
27. What 's your favorite bar to hang at?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
Wednesday, 14 March 2007
here's one i prepared earlier
my next recipe is called
'DV's piss-easy 6P pasta'
Step 1
chop up some pumpkin into cubes, toss with a little (i do mean a little) bit of sesame oil and salt and lashings of pepper throw onto baking sheet with a some whloe garlic and bake until yummy.
Step 2
dry fry some pine-nuts, put in bowl. Fry some chopped up pancetta or prosciutto.
Step 3
boil some penne
step 4
boil some peas
Step 5
Combine all ingredients plus lashings of mint (trust me) and some basil and some yummy olive oil and some parmesan.
Step 6
Eat. Maybe with extra parmesan.
Tip.
if feedingfilthy lovely vegetarians, put pancetta in seperate bowl to be added individually. This way they become what is known as 'meat sprinkles'
'DV's piss-easy 6P pasta'
Step 1
chop up some pumpkin into cubes, toss with a little (i do mean a little) bit of sesame oil and salt and lashings of pepper throw onto baking sheet with a some whloe garlic and bake until yummy.
Step 2
dry fry some pine-nuts, put in bowl. Fry some chopped up pancetta or prosciutto.
Step 3
boil some penne
step 4
boil some peas
Step 5
Combine all ingredients plus lashings of mint (trust me) and some basil and some yummy olive oil and some parmesan.
Step 6
Eat. Maybe with extra parmesan.
Tip.
if feeding
Tuesday, 13 March 2007
working 7 to 3, what a way to make a living
And now I'm doing it for three days a week, not just the two I've been enjoying for a while.
I'm so good to my boss.
Well, that and they'll pay me.
I'm so good to my boss.
Well, that and they'll pay me.
Sunday, 11 March 2007
oh, the sluggyness
I've had a delightful weekend.
There was the girlie night including the late night drinking. (see previous post)
There was the lovely dinner cooked by Mr Tops last night despite three babies going ballistic all at once.
There was the visit to the Portugese Fair at Petersham today and the gorging on tarts.
There was the shopping with well-rested child.
There was the naps.
There was the delicious roast lambykins cooked on the barbecue.
There was the playing of World of Warcraft and the watching of my 'stories'.
It was lovely and low-key and I didn't have to clean or cook (for more than two people).
What more could a girl ask for.
There was the girlie night including the late night drinking. (see previous post)
There was the lovely dinner cooked by Mr Tops last night despite three babies going ballistic all at once.
There was the visit to the Portugese Fair at Petersham today and the gorging on tarts.
There was the shopping with well-rested child.
There was the naps.
There was the delicious roast lambykins cooked on the barbecue.
There was the playing of World of Warcraft and the watching of my 'stories'.
It was lovely and low-key and I didn't have to clean or cook (for more than two people).
What more could a girl ask for.
Saturday, 10 March 2007
A 12 yr hunchbacked zombie wharfie
Last night, was a very very enjoyable evening having a 'ladies night' watching A Hazard of Hearts at my sisters house.
The movie is remarkably bad (I don't want to give away any major plot points, but there are smugglers, gambling, cads and blaggards), the acting suitably atrocious, and much mirth (and maybe some wine) was had. Helena Bonham Carter really does walk and look like a 12 yr hunchbacked zombie wharfie.
I haven't laughed so hard in a long while.
5 stars
Friday, 9 March 2007
food, delicious food
I've just been catching up on some of my favourite porn sites food blogs, which remnded me that people have asked for a few of my recipes.
Bear (that doesn't look right) with me, a lot of my cooking is done by feel and taste and smell and whatever is in the fridge.
The first one is Nachos.
This is based on the 'recipe' given to me by my sister Meaghan. it's what MrNw woo-ed me with when we first started going out. If a boyfrend is willing to call up your sister who is also a friend of his to get her nachos recipe because you miss it knowing full well that he will be lauged at and mocked, you should keep him.
So, to feed about 6-8 people you will need,
The goo
3 tins of beans, I usually use 2 mexe-beans and 1 red kidney bean but any sort of combo is fine.
1 jar of fire roasted red peppers
onion
garlic
2 packets taco seasoning
1 jar tomato passata
a capsicum
can refried beans
Cut onion into slices and fry off in teensy amount of oil with the garlic, add the jar of red peppers that has been drained of most of it's oil.
Add real capsicum that has been slicedinto strips.
throw in drained beans
add taco seasoning and two empty bean cans of water.
add refried beans
add in some of the passata. You want a runn but not too runny consistency. let simmer on stove until it looks about right.
get two baking dishes, add corn chips and a little bit of grated cheese, top with goo and more cheese.
Bung in oven until brown and yummy
Guacamole
Chop some red onion (maybe a quarter), coriander (lots) and chili (depending on how hot you like it) uber fine and throw into a motrar, or is it pestle? Eh, whichever one is the bowl. smush up with some salt and a little bit of lime juice. When it has formed a paste, add to avocado and stir through,.
Put on top of nachos with lashngs of salsa and sour cream and eat untill you feel sick.
I don't think I've forgotten to mention anything.
Bear (that doesn't look right) with me, a lot of my cooking is done by feel and taste and smell and whatever is in the fridge.
The first one is Nachos.
This is based on the 'recipe' given to me by my sister Meaghan. it's what MrNw woo-ed me with when we first started going out. If a boyfrend is willing to call up your sister who is also a friend of his to get her nachos recipe because you miss it knowing full well that he will be lauged at and mocked, you should keep him.
So, to feed about 6-8 people you will need,
The goo
3 tins of beans, I usually use 2 mexe-beans and 1 red kidney bean but any sort of combo is fine.
1 jar of fire roasted red peppers
onion
garlic
2 packets taco seasoning
1 jar tomato passata
a capsicum
can refried beans
Cut onion into slices and fry off in teensy amount of oil with the garlic, add the jar of red peppers that has been drained of most of it's oil.
Add real capsicum that has been slicedinto strips.
throw in drained beans
add taco seasoning and two empty bean cans of water.
add refried beans
add in some of the passata. You want a runn but not too runny consistency. let simmer on stove until it looks about right.
get two baking dishes, add corn chips and a little bit of grated cheese, top with goo and more cheese.
Bung in oven until brown and yummy
Guacamole
Chop some red onion (maybe a quarter), coriander (lots) and chili (depending on how hot you like it) uber fine and throw into a motrar, or is it pestle? Eh, whichever one is the bowl. smush up with some salt and a little bit of lime juice. When it has formed a paste, add to avocado and stir through,.
Put on top of nachos with lashngs of salsa and sour cream and eat untill you feel sick.
I don't think I've forgotten to mention anything.
Thursday, 8 March 2007
At least it's not Charlotte
In the corner of our shower we have 2 daddy-long-legs spiders.
I like them, they remind me of growing up amongst the hordes of them that lived in our bathroom, toilet, anywhere really.
They remind me of the time dad passed on the little factoid that they have one of the most deadly poisons ever inside them... (it was abig pause as I got whiter and whiter) but thehad short blunt little fangs that couldn't hurt me.
I have called them George & Georgina
I like them, they remind me of growing up amongst the hordes of them that lived in our bathroom, toilet, anywhere really.
They remind me of the time dad passed on the little factoid that they have one of the most deadly poisons ever inside them... (it was abig pause as I got whiter and whiter) but thehad short blunt little fangs that couldn't hurt me.
I have called them George & Georgina
Sunday, 4 March 2007
A party to celebrate my ageification
We had my birthday party yesterday to celebrate me being a big grown-up.
It was fun and casual and had lots of children.
It's the way I like my parties these days.
So very very different to my 21st.
Although I think I stayed up later at this party than at my 21st.
Thanks to my friends who came and helped me celebrate this milestone.
It meant a lot.
It was fun and casual and had lots of children.
It's the way I like my parties these days.
So very very different to my 21st.
Although I think I stayed up later at this party than at my 21st.
Thanks to my friends who came and helped me celebrate this milestone.
It meant a lot.
Friday, 2 March 2007
I want this song
If anyone has a copy or can get a copy of this song for me, I will love you forever.
MC LARS LYRICS
"Mr. Raven"
We got EAP in the house tonight, Edgar Allan Poe.
America's favorite anti-transcendentalist.
We're taking this back, way back, nineteenth century style.
[CHORUS]
Who's that (who's that) rapping?
Who's that rapping at my chamber door?
Mr. (mister) Raven!
All up in my grill like, "Nevermore."
Kick it! Once upon a midnight dreary, while I kicked it weak and weary,
Dark and cold just like Lake Eerie, Brand New sample, someone clear me.
While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping.
Up like, "What?", this thunder clapping in my brain like graphic Halflings.
Staffing me, I put down Milton. Cell phone mute like Paris Hilton.
Open window, halfway built-in. Times a changing like Bob Dylan.
Twenty-pound bird black as could be, cold feet cold eyes aimed straight at me.
Grim face, grim stare, death carnivore, quothe that raven "Nevermore."
[REPEAT CHORUS]
I miss Lenore, my Annabel Lee, taken by angels from me.
Alone with books (hey that's me!), harbinger of death visiting me.
I said, "Can I help you, evil prophet? If you got a problem, look, I'll solve it."
He checked my hook, DJ revolved it, perched on Pallas, chalice dropped it.
"Tell me sir, please, if you can. Am I good or evil man?
What can I say, what can I do, when will I be rid of you?"
"Nevermore," quothe he at me, hating on this fresh MC,
Satanic raven, Niche glee, killing me softly like the Fugees.
Now I feel worse, my verse is terse, joy inverse just like Fred Durst.
Call a nurse, disperse my thirst‰ put this process in reverse.
Wish I•d had some warning first, MC Lars, '88 hearse.
Now I'll never be Slug or Murs, under that black raven's curse.
The raven•s eyes still have the seeming of a demon that is dreaming,
Lamplight over him still streaming, hear my screaming, hearme screaming!
My soul still floats there on that floor and shall be lifted nevermore.
Afflicted calm, like Michael Moore, canonized piece, US folklore.
[REPEAT CHORUS]
Who's house? Raven's house!
It was around a few years ago and made me laugh a lot.
I wants it.
MC LARS LYRICS
"Mr. Raven"
We got EAP in the house tonight, Edgar Allan Poe.
America's favorite anti-transcendentalist.
We're taking this back, way back, nineteenth century style.
[CHORUS]
Who's that (who's that) rapping?
Who's that rapping at my chamber door?
Mr. (mister) Raven!
All up in my grill like, "Nevermore."
Kick it! Once upon a midnight dreary, while I kicked it weak and weary,
Dark and cold just like Lake Eerie, Brand New sample, someone clear me.
While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping.
Up like, "What?", this thunder clapping in my brain like graphic Halflings.
Staffing me, I put down Milton. Cell phone mute like Paris Hilton.
Open window, halfway built-in. Times a changing like Bob Dylan.
Twenty-pound bird black as could be, cold feet cold eyes aimed straight at me.
Grim face, grim stare, death carnivore, quothe that raven "Nevermore."
[REPEAT CHORUS]
I miss Lenore, my Annabel Lee, taken by angels from me.
Alone with books (hey that's me!), harbinger of death visiting me.
I said, "Can I help you, evil prophet? If you got a problem, look, I'll solve it."
He checked my hook, DJ revolved it, perched on Pallas, chalice dropped it.
"Tell me sir, please, if you can. Am I good or evil man?
What can I say, what can I do, when will I be rid of you?"
"Nevermore," quothe he at me, hating on this fresh MC,
Satanic raven, Niche glee, killing me softly like the Fugees.
Now I feel worse, my verse is terse, joy inverse just like Fred Durst.
Call a nurse, disperse my thirst‰ put this process in reverse.
Wish I•d had some warning first, MC Lars, '88 hearse.
Now I'll never be Slug or Murs, under that black raven's curse.
The raven•s eyes still have the seeming of a demon that is dreaming,
Lamplight over him still streaming, hear my screaming, hearme screaming!
My soul still floats there on that floor and shall be lifted nevermore.
Afflicted calm, like Michael Moore, canonized piece, US folklore.
[REPEAT CHORUS]
Who's house? Raven's house!
It was around a few years ago and made me laugh a lot.
I wants it.
This stuff amuses me. Sad, I know
1. What is your occupation?
Umm, I actually don't know my title anymore. I do reports and analysis on leave (mostly sick leave at this point) for a section of NSWP
2. What color are your socks right now?
Not wearing any. last ones I wore were a dusky blue
3. What are you listening to right now?
The sound of my child opening and closing the front door
4. What was the last thing that you ate?
Some peanut butter on toast
5. Can you drive a manual car?
Nope. Can't drive any sort of car
6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
I would like to say soemthing exotic like burnt siena, but probably just brown or black
7. Last person you spoke to on the phone?
A friend about borrowing my old purple shorts to wear to a sports carnival at the school he teaches at
8. How old are you today?
30
9. Favorite drink?
White Wine
10. What is your favorite sport to watch?
Does Gymnastics count?
11. Have you ever dyed your hair?
Dye early, dye often is my motto
12. Pets?
A cat called Stampy Aloysius Huntington-Smyth the first (the frst born child substitute)
13. Favorite food?
Really couldn't tell you as it changes repeatedly. Yep, I'm fickle
14. What was the last movie you watched?
Miss Potter
15. Favorite day of the year?
My birthday or Christmas or our Anniversary
16. What do you do to vent anger?
Storm around the house being grumpy/throw things (soft toys) or cry usually
17. What was your favorite toy as a child?
Marvin the Monkey.
18. What is your favorite, autumn or spring?
Spring probably
19. Hugs or kisses?
Depends on who from
20. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate?
Vanilla
24. Living arrangements?
One husband, One child, One cat
25. When was the last time you cried?
This morning - some sad story in the magazine
26. What is on the floor of your closet?
Too much stuff to mention
28. What did you do last night?
Played World of Warcraft until 12:30am
29. Favorite smells?
Clean laundry
30. What inspires you?
Courage
31. What are you afraid of?
axe-wielding maniacs under the bed
32. Plain, cheese or with-the-lot hamburgers?
the lot, no tomato
33. Favorite dog breed?
Dobermen Pinscher
34. How many years at your current job?
4
35. How many states have you lived in?
2
36. Have you ever been on a motorcycle or driven machinery?
yes to both
37. Favorite TV show?
Lots. enjoying watching old Will & Grace episodes at the moment
38. Favorite day of the week?
Saturday
39. Is your house phone a cordless?
Yes
40. Ten centimetres of snow, or 40 degrees C?
Oh, the snow.
If you want to do your own, please do.
Thursday, 1 March 2007
Intelligent design?? Don't make me laugh
Whichever monkey/ape/homo erectus/whatever it was that decided to keep the whole 'my body will just try to push these great big lumps of enamel up out of my gums' thing, as a lot to answer for.
Surely we should have evolved past this.
Don't even get me started on the whole childbirth issue.
Surely we should have evolved past this.
Don't even get me started on the whole childbirth issue.
my niece
So, in case you didn't know (i.e living under a rock) it was my birthday on Tuesday.
I was around at Meg's house before we went out to dinner
My eldest niece announced very very excitedly that she got me a present, 'helped' me to open it, accepted my compliments on choosing a particularly gorgeous handbag from Leo Monk (oh how I love handbags), denied getting any help from her mother, insisted I then look at the card (which had strangely enough been signed in strange two yr old-esque writing by isobel, zoe, mum & dad, hmmmm) and take it in and out of the envelope, remark on how it's got leaves (that man's a skellington, I've got new socks) on it and then get distracted by some type of shiny thing.
Yep, I think we're related!
I was around at Meg's house before we went out to dinner
My eldest niece announced very very excitedly that she got me a present, 'helped' me to open it, accepted my compliments on choosing a particularly gorgeous handbag from Leo Monk (oh how I love handbags), denied getting any help from her mother, insisted I then look at the card (which had strangely enough been signed in strange two yr old-esque writing by isobel, zoe, mum & dad, hmmmm) and take it in and out of the envelope, remark on how it's got leaves (that man's a skellington, I've got new socks) on it and then get distracted by some type of shiny thing.
Yep, I think we're related!
Tuesday, 27 February 2007
Sunday, 25 February 2007
a diary of a weekend of being grown-ups
So, we slow down the car and throw Torby out at BT's house. Speeding away, we mumble some instructions about not killing him and that we might be back at some point in the next year or so.
Thence off to Berrima for us, like the big adults we are.
We stop off at some wineries on the way
This place is for sale if anyone's interested. If only I hadn't left the few million dollars in my other trousers, I would have snapped it up then and there.
I spotted (and had to take a photo of) geese at this place
Sat here and had a very yummy produce plate (oh the smoked salmon mouss) and watched the storm come through. So fabulous and dramatic.
Got my feet & legs thouroughly licked by a gorgeous fat old blue cattle doggy at this place
We managed to get lost on some mysterious dirt track that doesn't appear on any map. Still can't quite figure out where we were.
Eventually made our way to historic bloody Berrima and our accomodation, the lovely Rose Cottage.
Oh so cute and wee and self-contained and lovely and comfy and chaise loungey and sweet. I'm still in love with it. The comfiest bed in christendom!
We then went and explored Berrima on foot braving the rain. Oh, to have thought to bring closed toe shoes other than my nice Mollini ones.
Berrima hasn't changed since last time we were there buit it's always lovely to have a wander through and look at stuff. Nice art gallery/shop and lots of ye olde antique shoppes. Oh yes, and the lolly swagman. Mmm sweetie stores, my nemiseses.
Went back to the cottage nad had a revivifying cup of tea nad biscuit and played some games and then had a nap. Luxur, I tells ya.
Dinner was had at The Joureyman. Oh So Very Yummy.
It's lovely to have a very nice dinner occasionally.
It's really about all the little touches like the espresso cups of soup (roast mushroom, zuchini and garlic), the palate cleansing sorbet, the chocolates, the attentiveness but not intrusiveness of the staff, the presentation of the food, the bringing of the bottles over when we'd ordered a galls of botryitis and muscat for dessert and pouring them at the table that make it worth the money.
Our meals consisted of;
Entree
Me - Truffled potato gnocchi with mushrooms from the Mittagong train tunnel, asparagus and parmesan
MrNw - Seared Queensland scallops with crisp prosciutto, avocado cream and a tomato vinaigrette
Main
Me - Roast sirloin of grain-fed beef with mushroom duxelle, confit garlic and eschalot and fondant potato
MrNw - Twice-cooked Thirlmere free range duck with fig, walnut and a truffle sauce
Sides of Buttered broccoli with pinenuts and a mixed leaf salad (went really well with the duck)
Dessert
Me - A scoop of Freshly Churned Vanilla Bean Ice Cream
We also had a bottle of wine and then the stickys and the aforementiones oups, sorbets and chocolates.
It really was divine and we were so very very full at the end of it.
After we rolled oput of the restaurant, we thought we might go to the pub for a beverage or two and perhaps an amusing time betting our fortunes on the doggies or the trots as is our want on weekends away. Okay fortunes is a bit misleading, our bets are somewhere in the dollar mark and the animals are picked based on their names.
Well, I must say that if you're after any kind of nightlife in berrima, you'll be sorely dissapointed. the pub was pretty much deserted, so we left and opened a bottle of wine back at the cottage. Played some more games and then went to sleep.
I woke up far too early, put some clothes on and went in search of the river and to see if I could spot the platypuses. Found the river, failed to find and any platypuses. sigh. trotted back to cottage, had shower, lay on chaise and read trashy magazine until time to wake husband had arrived.
We packed up and drove to the mossvale showgrounds for some markety action.
Not only did we get markets we got bagpipe players and scottish country dancing. Perfect. Actually quite appropriate considering it was a cold, wet and misty morning.
I appropriatley had an egg & bacon roll from the Rotary Club men, bought some jam and old lady cakes and off we went!
We decided that we actually missed the little one, so came back to Sydney and wrenched him out of BT's hands. Okay, maybe not, but she did say she was willing to do it again.
It's nice and revivifying (it's a word) to have a weekend sans baby and play at being un-encumbered grown-ups, but it's also very nice to be home again.
Now to go and do the washing up from dinner on Friday night. Oh the glamour of it all!!!
(Coz 'n' Ob, go have a look at your wine site, we drank some more.)
There are a few photos over at Flickr
Thence off to Berrima for us, like the big adults we are.
We stop off at some wineries on the way
This place is for sale if anyone's interested. If only I hadn't left the few million dollars in my other trousers, I would have snapped it up then and there.
I spotted (and had to take a photo of) geese at this place
Sat here and had a very yummy produce plate (oh the smoked salmon mouss) and watched the storm come through. So fabulous and dramatic.
Got my feet & legs thouroughly licked by a gorgeous fat old blue cattle doggy at this place
We managed to get lost on some mysterious dirt track that doesn't appear on any map. Still can't quite figure out where we were.
Eventually made our way to historic bloody Berrima and our accomodation, the lovely Rose Cottage.
Oh so cute and wee and self-contained and lovely and comfy and chaise loungey and sweet. I'm still in love with it. The comfiest bed in christendom!
We then went and explored Berrima on foot braving the rain. Oh, to have thought to bring closed toe shoes other than my nice Mollini ones.
Berrima hasn't changed since last time we were there buit it's always lovely to have a wander through and look at stuff. Nice art gallery/shop and lots of ye olde antique shoppes. Oh yes, and the lolly swagman. Mmm sweetie stores, my nemiseses.
Went back to the cottage nad had a revivifying cup of tea nad biscuit and played some games and then had a nap. Luxur, I tells ya.
Dinner was had at The Joureyman. Oh So Very Yummy.
It's lovely to have a very nice dinner occasionally.
It's really about all the little touches like the espresso cups of soup (roast mushroom, zuchini and garlic), the palate cleansing sorbet, the chocolates, the attentiveness but not intrusiveness of the staff, the presentation of the food, the bringing of the bottles over when we'd ordered a galls of botryitis and muscat for dessert and pouring them at the table that make it worth the money.
Our meals consisted of;
Entree
Me - Truffled potato gnocchi with mushrooms from the Mittagong train tunnel, asparagus and parmesan
MrNw - Seared Queensland scallops with crisp prosciutto, avocado cream and a tomato vinaigrette
Main
Me - Roast sirloin of grain-fed beef with mushroom duxelle, confit garlic and eschalot and fondant potato
MrNw - Twice-cooked Thirlmere free range duck with fig, walnut and a truffle sauce
Sides of Buttered broccoli with pinenuts and a mixed leaf salad (went really well with the duck)
Dessert
Me - A scoop of Freshly Churned Vanilla Bean Ice Cream
We also had a bottle of wine and then the stickys and the aforementiones oups, sorbets and chocolates.
It really was divine and we were so very very full at the end of it.
After we rolled oput of the restaurant, we thought we might go to the pub for a beverage or two and perhaps an amusing time betting our fortunes on the doggies or the trots as is our want on weekends away. Okay fortunes is a bit misleading, our bets are somewhere in the dollar mark and the animals are picked based on their names.
Well, I must say that if you're after any kind of nightlife in berrima, you'll be sorely dissapointed. the pub was pretty much deserted, so we left and opened a bottle of wine back at the cottage. Played some more games and then went to sleep.
I woke up far too early, put some clothes on and went in search of the river and to see if I could spot the platypuses. Found the river, failed to find and any platypuses. sigh. trotted back to cottage, had shower, lay on chaise and read trashy magazine until time to wake husband had arrived.
We packed up and drove to the mossvale showgrounds for some markety action.
Not only did we get markets we got bagpipe players and scottish country dancing. Perfect. Actually quite appropriate considering it was a cold, wet and misty morning.
I appropriatley had an egg & bacon roll from the Rotary Club men, bought some jam and old lady cakes and off we went!
We decided that we actually missed the little one, so came back to Sydney and wrenched him out of BT's hands. Okay, maybe not, but she did say she was willing to do it again.
It's nice and revivifying (it's a word) to have a weekend sans baby and play at being un-encumbered grown-ups, but it's also very nice to be home again.
Now to go and do the washing up from dinner on Friday night. Oh the glamour of it all!!!
(Coz 'n' Ob, go have a look at your wine site, we drank some more.)
There are a few photos over at Flickr
Friday, 23 February 2007
Sorbolene Thief
Next to his change table, are two storage boxes (filled with fabric) on top of those are all his nappy changing supplies.
Occasionally, I'll notice that a tube has fallen to the ground or things have been pushed around. Didn't think he was tall enough yet to reach the top without something to stand on.
Yesterday, there was quietness from his room for a while and I went in and this was the sight that greeted me.
A sorebolene covered baby
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caught in the act, originally uploaded by Miss DV.
Everything is now pushed back a lot further.
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