All the Saturdays to come

Today I had a glimpse into what the future holds now that I have children. Saturday sport. As the wife to a truck driving hubby, our weekends are pretty precious so we try to make sure that we spend time together as a family as much as we can.  And one of our most enjoyable …

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Where does the time go?

Today we went to the park which was fabulous given the awesome weather we're having lately.  A couple of the mums from my mums group came along and the kids had a great time whilst we ate scones (that I'd whipped up before we walked to the park - I know, I know... just call …

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Over too soon

Well the long weekend is over... Everyone here is tired and ready for bed, well except Miss B of course.  We've already spent an hour and a half trying to get her to stay in bed... So I need a minute just to sit for a little bit before the post-camping clean up commences! We have …

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Bliss, lamingtons and lamb (but not necessarily in that order)

There were quite a few sore heads around the place today and not just within our crew, but throughout the entire caravan park.  A late night was had by many across the park last night.  I think the balmy night spent in easy company made the drinks go down very very well! Thankfully though, despite a …

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Memories in the making

I slept like the dead last night! Yesterday was spent running around like a blue-arsed fly trying to get all of our stuff organised.  I think I've mentioned before just how much STUFF IS REQUIRED!!! But I've moved on from that and have managed to have a couple of quiet beers after the girls went to …

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The lake is calling my name

I just struck a deal with my hubby.  For at least a couple of hours over this long weekend I renounce my throne, as it were and most definitely abdicate my responsibilities.  For at least a couple of hours, I plan to sit in my chair, or maybe even on the grass, with a magazine in …

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