24/7 -> A week in pictures

“If you observe a really happy man you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double dahlias in his garden or looking for dinosaur eggs in the Gobi desert. He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar button that has rolled under the radiator. He will not be striving for it as a goal in itself. He will have become aware that he is happy in the course of living life twenty-four crowded hours of the day.” -W. Beran Wolfe

Last week I picked my son up from school and we ordered ice cream cones. His leaked, so I gave him the end of mine. I present Franken cone:

 

 

We took the dog:

I spent $3 (change from ice creams!) on my son. He had to catch a crab – normally he’s a wee bit concerned about his fingers. The moolah assisted in breaking through the fear:

 

I played pirates with my number one fan: Big Bird. He chirps when I wake up, not anyone else. He only lets me take him out of his large cage. He also whispers secrets when we play pirates:

I cut big boy’s hair. Nerve wracking! It grows back in seconds, though. He has a forgiving scalp:

 

I went to my first football match, courtesy of Auskick and my son. We had awesome seats 4 rows from the front, beside the goal posts. Every few minutes the children would try and catch a goal:

 

We went to a Christening. The spouse wore sunglasses, again. We came home and I cut his hair again (not pictured!):

In between I went skating, teaching, drama lesson-ing, sewing, helped out at school and everything else I do in an average week.

In other words, I am happy.

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Road Trip!

Yamba. 3.5 hours away… Or if you are us – five hours. With extra stops….. 🙂

Yamba. I’ve always been curious about this little spot on the Eastern Coast that Brisbanites often holiday in. “Oh we’re just going down to Yamba for a few days.” “Lovely” is my common response. They nod. They nod for a reason – because it IS lovely.

They have a new derby team and my league went down for a demo bout. It was fun. After four days of non-stop illness in our house, it was lovely going to the beach and spending some non-sick time together. We took the boy because… well, we like him. He was the only kidlet this time, but seemed to get along okay. We didn’t do the after party as we all needed sleep desperately… We hung out. lots. It was good. Then it was time to come home, via:

 

Photos, si?

The blue pools in Angourie.

The love of street art continues. Did Banksy holiday in Yamba? Is Banksy a surfer on the backpacker trail????

Did you know Iluka has World Heritage Listed Rain forest??? I didn’t… I asked the boy to take a photo. He kept laughing. I had the wrong settings. Thank-you for trying, little man!

 

The two greatest loves of my life on a fairly deserted beach in the most delicious light I have seen in yonks. This was getting close to the middle of the day and the light was so soft….

My favourite of the weekend. After the days of vomiting, an ER visit and rest, seeing him up, happy and curious was a joy.

We then continued our drive home… 40km out of Yamba I received a phone call that I left my purse in Yamba, it was hanging out with the police there. We drove back, had lunch at the pub (MUST DO!!!!) and then set forth properly.

The Big Prawn has seen better days

The man that fathered my child. Swapping driving responsibilities just outside of Byron.

 

The weekend was good, went by too fast, of course. We are planning our next one for April and it will be just after my birthday. Excitement!