Life

Yes, I know, it's been a long time between drinks. There was a while when I would get very stressed about not updating but I am learning to be a bit more realistic with my expectations.

Last time I mentioned that Himself was going to Melbourne for an angiogram. He was gone overnight and somehow I managed to piss Max off to such a degree that he wouldn't come when I called him to come inside at dusk. He spent the whole night out and I went out looking for him the next morning to no avail. I left the back door open, fessed up to Himself that I had lost a cat and assumed the worst (he never goes missing and will always come when called). Around 10am I looked across to the chair next to one of my looms and there he was looking very sorry for himself and slightly the worse for wear. No injuries that I could see but he was very grateful for a feed and even tolerated a stroke and a snuggle - I swear he almost purred.

If he would only talk what a story he could tell.

It didn't take him long to return to his glorious arrogant self ...

... and to keep things fair here is Minnie sitting in her spot right next to where I sit and crochet or knit most afternoons looking out at the view. She always looks a tad perplexed.

We have started having lunch out once a week or so. We share the love between the local eateries as this can be a tough time of year for hospitality as the tourists are thin on the ground and the economy makes it hard for locals to spend on indulgences like eating out. Wherever we go there is always a view and even when it's raining it's still beautiful ...

As I type Himself is on his way back from yet another cardiologist appointment. He was meant to stay overnight and drive back tomorrow to avoid driving at dusk on country roads when 'roos and wombats tend to appear in front of you but he made an executive decision (ie ignored me) and will be home in an hour or so. Unfortunately he has to back again on Monday for another stent and maybe two. Which, to be fair, is probably why he wanted to get home. 

The next few days will be a bit of a challenge as he will stress and I will try not to. I play it very cool with him but I am a tad concerned. He turns 76 this year and there is a family history of cardiac issues. 

In the meantime we will enjoy where we live and how can you not grin when you see these birds ....

I will report back on Monday when he has had the procedure.

Making memories.

It's been a busy couple of weeks.

One and his lot came down on the first weekend of the school holidays and, as mentioned in the previous post, One, Himself and I went to Lake Tyers Beach. This is what the lake looked like ...

We aren't sure when exactly the entrance from lake to sea closed but a week later when I went back with Three and the girls it looked like this. You can see the water levels are starting to rise again ...

It was a blustery day and the tide was in. The ocean looked like this ...

Alice and Sally collected shells. Of course, one wears a pink tutu for shell collecting ...

This was the first time Alice had been to stay without Mummy or Daddy. She has had a nasty cold and it made life easier for the parents to have her come home with me because well, day care, snot etc.

When we arrived Grumpy and Sally went to play mini golf and Alice and I went to my coffee group. She buried her head in my shoulder and wouldn't engage with anyone. She was quite hot to touch so probably had a bit of a temp. She told me later she didn't like my friends because they were "too important"! I can only assume a group of chatty older women were somewhat intimidating for a wee lass who wasn't feeling 100%.

We came home, dosed up with paracetamol (acetamenophin for those in north america) and she decided she wanted to go for a walk. 

It's a given that when in Lakes we have dinner at the fancy restaurant (aka the pub) and have to dress up accordingly. Please note the glittery jacket ...

After a breakfast of doughnuts we had to go and look at the boats ...

We only had one major melt down and that was at the playground when Granny got very cross because Alice wouldn't listen and nearly ran straight into the path of the swings. She calmed down eventually - promises of ice cream work wonders.

U3A returned this week which was lovely after the holiday break. I have joined the U3A book club so that's another monthly group of people to meet and chat with.

On Wednesday I saw yet another new GP for repeat scripts of routine meds. She is very approachable and listened to some of my concerns and we have a new regime to try. No judgement, no criticism, no lectures - just genuine concern and empathy and practical suggestions. I hope she stays as we have not had a good run with GPs here.

Himself has been having some chest discomfort (which I am convinced is caused by increased stress levels) so he is off to Melbourne tomorrow for an angiogram +/- stent on Monday. 

Our builder's warranty department are useless and have washed their hands of our paint issues (hence the stress levels) and the wording in the contract is vague enough to say nothing specific but strong enough to say they won't do anything. I keep reminding Himself that it could be worse - at least we can repaint the house as it's not a structural issue. The pantry cabinet door has been replaced but they forgot the hinges so we will have to wait another few weeks for those.

So life trundles along. Autumn is always glorious and this year is no exception. It's a season of settling down and leaving the frenetic activity of summer behind. 

A longer absence than intended.

There is too much negativity and sadness and anger in the world at the moment. I cannot change anything so I retreat more and more into my small life - it's all too overwhelming otherwise.

Hence the radio silence of late. 

One came down with his family over the weekend. We explored a beach I hadn't been to before (Lake Tyers - we have been to the pub but never walked onto the actual beach) ...

... they brought their French Bulldog with them and Murphy was so excited to have a new friend. All three dogs were exhausted by the end of the visit.

The cats were NOT impressed and spent the entire time hiding in our wardrobe or under our bed. They would venture out when all was quiet and the annoying wee dog was asleep at night but at the first sign of movement they bolted back to their safe place. The upside was that Max actually showed me some affection when they had gone!

 

And I continue to enjoy the glorious area we live in.

Thank you for your comments and a big thanks to Penguin for arranging coffee to check up with me. I know a lot of you experience issues with mental health and the challenges of day to day life so I am sure you will understand where I am at the moment.

I will be back once things settle down and the political bombardment from here (federal election) and overseas has subsided somewhat. 

sorry, sorry, sorry

Sometimes life just gets a bit busy. I so admire bloggers who post come hell or high water. I also understand that writing stuff down is very therapeutic. 

I love writing and my blogging mates are always on my daily rotation but of late I have found myself unable to put pen to paper/fingers to keys/brain in gear so haven't updated and have rarely commented even though I do at least skim. Many reasons which I will unpack at some point.

For now, though, I will share proof that I am still in the land of the living and doing it rather well.

View from a coffee stop when walking the dogs ...

An impromtu lunch at a local tavern overlooking a recently created entrance from a lake to the ocean ...

I dragged Himself out to remind him why we moved here (thanks to Penguin for introducing me to this gem) ...

We've had some interesting weather and I was thrilled with this photo as a front came through ...

... this was literally mintues later ...

Lots going on in the background.The Aunt is still doolally. A dog has an auto-immune eye problem. Getting older presents interesting challenges especially when married to one who is older hence more challenges - still love him ... just.

I'm off to Melbourne on Thursday for a few days and will update when I get home. Eventually.

Just as things seem fine life comes up and gives you a whack across the back of the head!

I will try to be brief.

Last Monday was the 50th anniversary of our meeting. We went out to dinner at a restaurant we have been to once before a couple of years ago (during our visit when we bought the block of land) and have been meaing to go back to. I am glad we booked as they were turning people away. 

I had oysters with parmesan, chilli and garlic ...

... Himself had baked camembert ...

... and I followed with the catch of the day (gem fish)

... and he had the seafood crepes.

Earlier that day I went back to the shop that sells those amazing planters and upgraded for this spot ...

Lots of other things have happened and life is good and I have photos to share but The Aunt rang and everything got rather messy. 

This is my mother's 93 year old sister who lives in far north Queensland. Australians will know that FNQ has been inundated with torrential downpours resulting in horrendous floods. The Aunt lives in an area that is particularly susceptible to flooding during cyclones but heavy rain isn't usually an issue so I wasn't too concerned.

Until it is and I was.

I found out about this several days after the event due to power being out and phones not working.

The volume of rain was such that parts of her house were flooded and her washing machine, a fridge and freezer and her car are all stuffed. The washing machine has been replaced, the fridge and freezer were superfluous to her needs and not having a car could be a blessing.

Just to add some spice into the whole situation, The Aunt is showing signs of early dementia and can't remember what people have done for her and what needs to be done and who she has spoken to. Throw stress into the mix and her cognitive and emotional states are not good.

She still knows to call me, though, so I was trouble shooting from a distance of approximately 3,000 kms.  

She is very well supported by amazing friends and neighbours and I am in contact with them and she is now coping a bit better. I will head up there in May or thereabouts once I know the outcome of some specialist appointments for Himself (he does come first) but it has been a challenging week.

Shit going down around the world makes most of our issues pale into insignificance so I will leave you with a recent Marsh Family video. They say it so well.

Dealing with Aunt stuff right now.

I'll be back soon.

All in all a great weekend.

Yesterday was lovely. I picked up a friend and we drove to Lindenow to the Long Paddock which is in a lovely old bakery. The Lionesses were having a social lunch (as opposed to their fundraising work) and it was great. So many laughs and the food was excellent. I will go back with Himself one day.

It had been a very socal/stressful week so by the time I got home I just zoned out in front of the computer.

Himself roasted a piece of eye fillet with veges.

I do love a good roast dinner ...

I bought two slices of lemon tart from Long Paddock for dessert. They were delicious. Very light and very citrusy. Sometimes lemon tarts can be heavy and sweet.

As I was sitting at my desk this morning I heard the sound of a hungry baby magpie. Spring is usually magpie season but I learned at my bird watching group last Thursday that if the conditions are right some species of birds will have two litters clutches a year. 

This little fellow was obviously looking for tucker but his parents weren't around so he had to fend for himself. 
 

I don't know how much nutrition he would get from a dead kangaroo paw but I guess it does look a bit like a worm.

He hopped off and I assume he found something tastier as he hasn't been back.

Dinner tonight was leftover roast which sometimes is even better the second time around. And I didn't have to cook so a bonus!

We finished Breaking Bad a week or so ago and are now watching Better Call Saul which is, I think, even better. There is an underlying level of humour which balances the darkness of the subject matter.

As we watch telly I knit. Currently on the needles is a pair of socks for Himself as his feet get cold. Here is one I prepared earlier!

For some reason Max has taken an intense interest in the yarn to the point I have to bury it under something else to stop him drooling and nibbling.

Rain set in late yesterday and has been on and off all day. It is still raining as I write and looks like continuing into tomorrow. We have had isolated thunderstorms and I couldn't be happier. I do love the sound of rain on the roof with the occasional grumble of thunder. 

Here's to a great week.