Here is my latest baby, so beautifully ugly, he has the most wonderful bones, he came from a local op shop, I don't normally spend a lot on my finds but every now and then a piece comes into my world that I have been asking the universe for, when that happens I need to strike fast as these gems do not last, I usually find that what I need to make it happen is either ready or easily arranged ie: the extra money I need will be there, there will be someone ready to look after the boys so that I can fit the piece into the car, that sort of stuff, if this is not the case then it probably wasn't the right thing for me... This time it all worked magically, Ill share the story one day.
Today is Anzac Day, the day to remember and be thankful for all the soldiers that fought and paid the ultimate price for our country.
We missed the dawn service, it was raining, the Boys were cozy and still sleeping, it was just too much like hard work...Yes I see the irony... And I feel completely selfish, oh how hard it must be for me to endure such trying situations... but I wont beat myself up, you see I am grateful, very much so and I have respect and I want my Children to feel it too and the best way to pass it on is through tradition.
So we marked the occasion the best way I know how...Food... The Anzac Biscuit, baked by the housewives and sent to the front lines to sustain our troops, Oats for strength, Golden syrup and Sugar for energy, they didn't spoil and travelled well during navel transportation. They also taste awesome and were certainly I could imagine the only way women could feel as though they were still nurturing and had some control over the well being of the men in their lives. This is how we remember.
I live in a very small weatherboard cottage on the central coast of n.s.w with my Fiancé and two boys 6 and 2. We have been renovating it ourselves for nearly 3 yrs now and still have much to do. I am obsessed with house's and decorating, I think I own nearly every book on the topic (thanks also to an unhealthy obsession with the book depository..bookdepository.co.uk/ more on that latter)
I love op shopping, a lot, I don't get to do it as much as id like though as I have two young boys that don't really love op shopping. I enjoy the thrill of the chase, finding a new piece and giving it new life or maybe just a coat of paint, I have no problem with roadside finds and I'll often dedicate a Sunday afternoon to driving around my suburb just searching for interesting items on peoples council pick-up piles, especially chairs, I have a thing for chairs in fact I have way too many and now not enough room for them, so much so that I have decided that I will start selling some of my treasures, but for now, come hunting with me, we'll find some new old things, we'll paint, sand, paper and repair, good times.