*hic* reporting in from the wine tour

So far we have been to: All Saints, Cofields, Pfeiffer, Buller and Stanton and Killen, off to Campbells next – but we need to stop for some nibbles as we are slightly squiffy! We’re on a rattletrap of a mini bus, with Maureen and Jim, Peter’s driving and with all the alcohol fumes, I am surprised he isn’t over the limit too. Just pulling up to an IGA supermarkado to get some crisps. Pete has just checked by putting his head in the window to see if he’s put the handbrake on, so maybe the fumes are getting to him after all!
As I am full of the joys of spring, and red wine, now is the chance to say I lover you all ver’ ver’ much :D

(Attempted to send on MONDAY!)

You think you are enlightened, move back in with your parents

They have been here for nearly 4 days, it was nice and sunny on arrival, Friday was cloudy and a bit showery ditto on Saturday, today it has poured it down. It has blown a gale and we’ve had the heating on. Next week will be into single figures and raining in Canberra; winter has well and truly arrived.

Today we have been pottering about, gone into Chadstone, laughed at two kittens that were charging around like loonies in the pet shop. In the next pen or coop, there were three grey and white kittens doing some serious sleeping (bit like Dad, he’s not stopped catching zzz’s since he got here), one kitten was asleep in the litter tray, with chin propped up on the side of it, another was propped up on the water bowl and the last one was wedged into the corner, none of them looked remotely comfy, but were blissfully oblivious to the world outside.

We’ve given up trying to find something to watch on TV, it is dire on Sunday afternoons, and the DVD player on Dan’s laptop decided it had had enough after playing 12 Angry Men. Mum and I caught up on the ironing, although there is washing draped all over the house from the two loads we did this morning.

ANZAC day parade was lovely, although not as many people there because of the weather. I wish they would have a dress code though, there were some teenagers walking along supposedly remembering fallen members of their family, in jeans, hoodies and caps at the right angle over one ear. Maddening. I will upload photos later, I am not taking the laptop with me though, so you will have to be patient to see them. I will be blogging, because I can email from my phone.

Tonight we are off out to the tram car restaurant as a surprise for them, we have been teasing them all day about where we are going, what we are doing and so on. I am wearing my blue dotty dress (it’s gonna be chilly and I can wear boots with it). We are all packed and ready to go in the morning, just need to cook breakfast, pack the car and depart. Peter our vine-yard-tour-bus-driver is booked, we just need to ring him to let him know where we are staying, and we will be collected, then deposited back slight squiffy.

More later on what we have been up to since they arrived, but we are having fun. Just wish the weather wasn’t so grim…

Aged Ps update

I have a text from Mum, they have made it to LA.  Twice in a week they have been there, but only once they had planned to be.  The train that they wanted to catch from Chicago to Seattle was re-routed via LA, which is probably like going from Devon to London via Glasgow.  For more details on their Grand Adventure, follow the link to their blog on the right hand side of this page. 
 
Being Mum and Dad they have taken a kite with them, surprisingly only one kite – they must be having withdrawal symptoms, even if they pop over to France they normally have 2 or 3!  They packed a little Union Jack flag kite, and are trying to fly it and take a photo of it everywhere they visit.  So we are expecting lots of pit stops on the way, when things look ‘interesting’.
 
So we have about 19 hours till I see them and get some parenting, although I think they are going to be too tired to do much!

Mixed emotions

I signed my contract for a new permanent role last night.  I had an interview for an Executive Assistant/ Office Manager role at 6pm on Monday and was offered it at 8.30pm.  After reading through the Ts & Cs, I am happy with the company, who I would be supporting and the role itself.  BossMan who interviewed me, and started the company, was running late, he got stuck in traffic coming out the CBD.  I had gone out to the office on the train, Dan met me there driving in from work, and when BossMan learned that Dan was sat in the car park with the paper and a coffee he asked me to call him to invite him up.  Dan said thanks, but he was ok where he was.  On the email with my contract was the note, keep Saturday 9th clear – we are all going sailing and want you both to come along to meet the family.
You know I keep banging on about trusting my gut, last time I got offered a role – I didn’t and look what all hell broke loose?  This time it feels right, everything feel into place, right the way along.  I hoped onto MyCareer, sorted through the jobs posted online, applied for two, this one and another.  After the Easter break on the Tuesday, I had an email from BossMan saying that I had passed through the selection process and I would be contacted for interview. It isn’t a great location, it’s not the CBD, but after talking through with DG we can move closer to it when our lease is up at the end of July.  It takes me about 40 minutes on the tram to work as it is now, because if I leave on the train at the same time as Dan, I end up in the city really early.  If I leave on the train later to get in to the city for 8ish, I run the risk of not getting the train.  So it won’t have a huge impact on our morning routine with me working in the opposite direction. 
But of course, me getting a permanent job, means leaving HOBAN recruitment.  I have loved working here, I have made more friends, had a whale of a time and have given Outlook master classes to people too.  It has been nice to feel a valued member of a team again.  Everyone wants to feel both validated and valued, it doesn’t take much to say please and thank you – but more importantly to listen to others.  I think this is sometimes where people go wrong with children, when you see Bogan or Chavvy parents screaming ‘shuddup!’ to their child when they are trying to point something out to their parents, it drives me mad.  Yes, children can drive you crazy with their incessant questions, but if you answer consistently when you can, but tell them when you can’t – they do learn.  It is patterns of behaviour, if you set and maintain boundaries, everyone is so much happier; it is also easier to ask the little people to help you, because they trust you not to keep changing your mind.  I know I don’t have children, but I taught swimming for the best part of 10 years, where you need to know that the children in your care respond to what you say, your actions and your tone of voice, because if they don’t listen they could (not to put too finer a point on it) drown.  And people forget the children are little people, with their own personalities, tastes, wants and needs.  When they don’t get these needs met, or listened to, I believe that is when parents start to have problems with children, because the child will learn that the only behaviour they get recognition for is bad behaviour.
How on earth did I get onto that?!  You see, I start typing these things and wander off on a tangent in a completely different direction.
So I finish at HOBAN on Friday, after tramping Mum and Dad round the city tomorrow.  They have requested a shower before they do anything else, I also think I might let them have a coffee or tea too.  While I will be sad to leave, I am excited that I have something permanent lined up for the beginning of May and also that I have good friends and contacts here now too.  It has worked out well, as I can relax with Mum and Dad and enjoy their company.
I will try and blog/tweet/FB for you all while they are here to let you know what we are doing and how the visit is going.  But I don’t want to have to think about getting a connection to a wi-fi while they are here – so it may be intermittent updates.  But now I can email my posts, you may well get some sent from my phone:  I would like to apologise now for any typos! :D

Getting excited now!

Not that it is this week that Mum and Dad arrive, but it is now the day after tomorrow!  Woo hoo.  The house was looking neat and tidy and ready for visitors, until I washed yet another tissue in my laundry yesterday.  It has gone “poof” in the washing machine, so we shook it off as much as we could from the clothes, leaving a trail of white woofees all through the house.  We decided that it is easier to leave the clothes to dry, (not that I do this THAT often, ahem) then attack them with Sellotape, but I have never had to hoover a washing machine out before.
 
I made soup last night with the excess veggies left over from the week before and the roasty at the weekend and some chicken stock that DG had made and frozen.  If I do say so myself, it was pretty darn good.  I only had to top it up with a vegetable stock cube, then whizz it all together.  It took all of 20 minutes, and will only improve as the flavours fester together.  I have some for lunch today.
 
Last night I went to Boronia for a job interview, it went really well, much laughing in the office which was good.  I was talking to Dan this morning, as I had realised that I had thought about getting a nice job with a nice boss, walking along in the CBD thinking to myself I set out what I wanted in my head.  Over the Easter break I found this job on line, thought that looks good, applied for it, and a week later – here it is.  It is both a small company, but corporate as they are in a period of growth and expansion.  Very exciting and I will let you know more about it when I receive all the paperwork I am waiting for.
 
The mornings are really cold here, although the day warms up gently, burning any clouds and slight mist off.  Which means bundling up to leave the house, with little droplets of moisture highlighting your clothes when you walk down the street; but carrying your jacket home.  You know how your bed is always just the right temperature when you wake up, it makes it hard when we take it in turns to scamper out through the lounge room, down the stairs to flick the switch on the heating.  If only a timer had been installed!  But it is only for another couple of months, we can cope with the goose bumps and cold toes.  Ducted air is good because it heats up quickly, by the time I have fogged up the bathroom with my shower (still under 4 minutes), my towel is warm, but it is so noisy.  You have to turn the radio or TV up if you want to hear it, to then get deafened when the heater clicks off when the set temperature is reached.  It is also impossible to sleep to (yes I have tried) for the same reason.
 
Tonight we have a little bit of faffing to do, including cleaning the washing machine, I didn’t get a chance to stick the last bits in my book yesterday as we got home late.  They are showing old Top Gears on SBS, it was the one where Richard Hammond gets dropped in a tank in a car, even though we have seen some of the programmes, they are still funny and far and away better than the majority of Aussie TV. 
 
Looking forward to a nice dinner tonight, we have taken some mince and ratatouille out the freezer to make a homemade pasta sauce.  With all this home cooking going on, we feel very Nigella-ish.  It is also probably why I feel so content at the moment.  I feel very present, very aware of everything that is happening around me, which is a great feeling. 
 
Emailing my blogs is so easy, but I can’t add labels in the posts – which is a bummer as I was trying to get back in the habit of doing them.  Worse things happen at sea though.