This weekend just gone was another beauty. We had a show holiday on Friday and took the kids on Friday night. Anakin did a few more rides this year and Izz rode SPEED (Just before him and his cousin got on they stopped the ride and did maintenance on it! OMG! I was like "Bail out guys!")





We checked out the pavilion and some of my kids Science books were on display. I was very proud of myself because each page they'd opened them on, all the work was marked and commented on with gold stars and stickers. (It's really hard to find the time to look at all their work all the time so that was a bit of a fluke!) There was a slideshow of the class doing all different activities around the school as well and I couldn't help gushing to Greg, "Look! That's so-n-so!" and "oh look how gorgeous they are!" (They're extra cute when they're not actually in your face. No, that's not true. They're always beautiful kids.) We ate fresh cream waffles and Rotary curry chicken for dinner under the grandstand. The little lambikins and jersey calf at the petting zoo were so sweet, Anakin went through a few dollars worth of feed there!

We rode the ferris wheel and bought flashing light sabers and bubble guns and fairy floss. Izzy finally succumbed to the fashion trend of a flat broad brimmed hat. Man I've been trying to put him off buying one of those for ages. They're the ugliest looking dopiest things to wear on your head, I swear. And another time when I wasn't looking he went searching for a ying-yang pendant, except he could only find one with a couple of gunja leaves on it, so he bought it anyway! I tolerated it for a few days but made him take it off yesterday! Oh God! I hope he has more sense then that!! I've been trying to find him something nice as a replacement and then I can get rid of it all together! We stayed for the fireworks and then drove up to Cairns for the rest of the weekend.


Saturday morning I had my half price day at the op-shop (frequent shopper rewards. You should ask about that Vanilla ;). I took Izzy to the podiatrist (he's got no spring in his feet and runs along like his legs are made of concrete) and then dropped him off to his Dad who was staying at his sister's place and recovering from a gig in Port Douglas. Hung out with Tiff in the arve and then she took us home and cooked us spag-bol from Master Chef. It was pretty good too.


Greg spent the afternoon getting blind with his brother (who, after dumping my sister admits to having spend the month since, pissed or asleep! Idiot.) at various seedy locations. And managed to walk home at about 9.30pm after getting into a drunken brawl which eventually sent the venue into lockdown mode. I don't think they'll be going back there in a hurry. And that's what Greg was doing as I was having a genteel tea and talking wedding plans. Ugh!

Sunday, we got to take Bubby on the skyrail up to Kuranda with a couple of mates of ours we were in desperate need of a catch up with. Spent a few hours up there pottering around the markets and lollyshops and stuff and then took the Scenic Rail back again. I loved it! So did Anakin :). Can't wait to do it again!

There was some highlights in amongst our excellent weekends too. Playgroup is always one of them. Been meeting some lovely Mums there and Anakin is enjoying himself more and more. And Greg's been playing awesome basketball every week.

And last Tuesday (after getting put off for another week) I had my first anti natal appointment. I inquired as to whether they could squeeze me in down in the XRay department after I was done, and they could!! So I was busy trying to scull down enough water in time after just totally emptying myself for a wee test! My bladder was still completely empty once I got there (my stomach was pretty full though!) but gradually started to fill up the longer I lay there. I'd asked Greg if I was allowed to find out the sex the previous afternoon, if by chance they could fit me in, he thought about it for a bit and then said "Yeah, okay, if I get some tonight." (I looked at him unbelieving, thinking after all this rigmarole is THAT all it takes!!) And then he goes "AND tomorrow night!" I suppressed my urge to point out to him that he gets it all the bloody time anyway so that was a pretty senseless bargain and shouted "DONE!!" instead and raced away to hide so he couldn't change his mind! Anyway it all went really well, I think, he didn't really say too much. I dunno about the machinery they use in that place though, I think it's a bit out dated and the images I was seeing weren't as clear as I'd hoped. I'm hanging out for next Tuesday when I can talk to the doctor about it all and hopefully get some film or a CD. The bloke doing it was a trainee and when it came time to find out if Berry has girl or boy bits he took a painfully long time and then says "I'm sorry, I can't actually see what your baby is today.." I swallowed down the disappointment and said bravely "Oh. That's okay.." but we were both still searching the screen when out of all the graininess came the most obvious little set of bollies and a little dicky coming out between. I was like "OH LOOK!!" and he said "Oh, hang on, here we go, it looks like a boy.. blah blah blah, we can't say 100% because sometimes it can be a swollen vagina etc. Then he got his supervisor in to confirm that he had all the images needed etc. So the older bloke sat down for another good look around while I couldn't stop grinning at the thought of another little boy to add to my bunch. I asked him to have another look between the legs for me, which he did and agreed that there seemed to be a definite penis there and that he would be extremely surprised if it turned out otherwise . Hee hee hee!! I can't wait to meet him!!!

Birthday boy

Had a lovely couple of weekends again. No chance to blog.... well I'd probably have the time if I could correlate my thoughts as fast as I can type... a bit slow witted I think.

Bubby turned 3 last weekend. On the Saturday we took him for a bush walk to a beautiful sandy bay for a picnic and a bit of fishing. It was gorgeous weather and we ate cherries and apples and pistachio nuts.


I had tried to phone Izzy to join us, but couldn't reach him and was a bit sad he wasn't there. Anyway it's was so deserted over there we walked right to the middle of the bay and I took the opportunity to do a bit of nudey sunbaking. Greg was keeping an eye on the few people wandering around at the very ends of the huge stretch of beach through the binoculars to make sure noone was coming our way. After an examination of some newcomers, he reckons "one of those boys looks like Izzy!" I was too busy soaking in the rays and didn't pay too much attention. But we packed up and left soon after and made our way to the start of the trail where the two kids were. As we got closer I recognised the way one of them moved around and sung out "Izzy!!" Sure enough it was him! With his mate Owen! Of all people we could of seen! They'd come over to play Man Verse Wild (both my boys have been thoroughly affected by Bear Grills the survival expert) and spent the afternoon after we'd left, eating hermit crabs and pippies and battling the elements.

Saturday night we went to one of Greg's workmates birthday party and Anakin had a ball there too. We left for home pretty early (not so early that Greg didn't have a chance to get well stewed) because I still had to make birthday cake batter and wrap presents and Greg had to assemble Anakin's kitchen. He was complaining too "This thing has more screws in it than my shed!!". Plus we were missing a bit! Friggin piece 65!! Greg had to bodge it up out of an old piece of ply.

Sunday moring was classic with all the presents being opened. (We've had to re-enact that morning every day since) He's such a grateful little darling and then we all went to the markets for our favourite Thai breakfast.


He was a real head turner in his starwars trooper costume and his hero helmet firmly in place. Thankfully he fell asleep on the way home so I had a chance to put up some decorations, cook the cake, make punch etc before his party guests arrived (his bro and big cousins!).

It was a lovely little celebration and we finished it off with another bushwalk just before dark.

Willy Wonka Wigs

That's Greg's Scattergories answer he gave for Something that is Black and expected 3 points for. We gave him the thumbs down but were willing to give him one point for "wigs" but he had a tantrum and wouldn't play anymore. Were we fair? I really don't know anymore. He's carried on so much about it since, I'm starting to doubt.

Well I turned 35 since I posted last. I'm a total old bag now (I just hope Greg doesn't catch on. On second thoughts, being pregnant, I'm just as much a total horn bag and he'd be mad to trade me in considering the X-rated treatment he's been receiving! I've morphed in to a complete porn star.)

Nick threw me a birthday party on Saturday night, so we had a weekend of family and friends and heaps and heaps of food!! We parked our caravan down there for the night. We towed it there the really, really long way so we could watch everyone we passed gaulking at it in amazement (well, that's how I interpreted their looks). And then Greg spent half the night taking all the relies for a grand tour (the whole two metres of it). It was cool fun. We had a fire and played Scattergories. Everyone bought me chocolates, (you'd be surprised how much respect you can get from teachers when you start handing around ferrero rochers at the staff meeting) and gave me wads of money - my Uncle Barry baked his generous donation into a loaf of bread! Greg even had some fire crackers, which nearly gave Grandad, who'd already gone off to bed, a heart attack, poor ole boy! Mum looked after all the kids at my place. Except for Anakin who partied the hardest in his spiderman costume with his new spiderman knik-kniks pulled up on the outside as superheroes do, entertaining everyone with his "moonwalk". (He's going through a very timely Michael Jackson phase and spends half the time either serenading people with "Smooth Criminal" or pretending he's a Michael Jackson poster by standing frozen in a weird pose.)

Anyway last weekend was awesome too.. We spent most of Sunday out at Dad and Di's. Greg and Dad had a few beers and tinkered around with one of the golf buggies until it was fixed. And I lit this humongous bonfire that was mostly covered with green stuff that only I could have ever got going without fuel.... Skilled. I know. I swear my belly grew heaps that day. The heat from tending the fire made it swell up like yeasty bread dough! That's how I baked up Anakin so good - I had so many bonfires to light after Cyclone Larry! And Saturday I took off nice and early all on my own. I had breakfast with my Grandad and caught up with my great uncle Dick. And then drove up to Cairns to shop for Anakins birthday presents. I was joined by my girlfriend and we both had a very gratifying splurge. I ended up buying Anakin that gorgeous wooden kitchen from Target. (I bought last seasons, because the colours where heaps more suitable for a boy and it came with all the dishes included unlike the new one which is mostly pink and your expected to buy the dishes separate. I got them to reduce the price for me coz it was from last year and the box was a bit shattered. So it was the one I wanted anyway AND a bargain.) He wants to be a "Cooker" too! And I got him one of those hero helmets that I think he's going to pee his pants over! Again I bloody searched high and low for one on spesh coz basically I'm opposed to paying full price for things. His favourite question lately (besides "Mum are we eating moo-moo?", "Are we eating maa-maa?" and ""Do we eat boc boc bagark!!) is, "What's under my skin?" So I bought him a well illustrated book on the human body and one about Australian birds too. He's right into his nursery rhymes and non-fictions that kid. Not so much the story type boy (except for Hairy Maclary of course).

I'm getting Braxton Hicks contractions really bad nowadays. A couple of nights ago I had them ALL NIGHT! And usually once a day I get heart palpitations too. Kinda makes me fall in a bit of a heap for a few minutes. Tomorrow I'm going for my first anti-natal appointment. I'm expecting them to book me in for my 20 week scan then, for the following week. Greg's still debating as to whether he wants to know the gender or not and I'm figuring I'll just have to go along with whatever he decides. But I'm hoping he'll take pity on me and ask to find out!!!! We think we're having another boy and have another cool "A" name picked out for him. And if it's a girl I think she'll be "Frances" because all the other cool names I love like "Columbine" and "Abra" he totally loathes.

Anyway I need to stretch out my belly on the couch for a bit so as Miss Bea Haven would say "Mas later bitches".