Some gifted. Some thrifted. Some new.
In many sizes and colours. Couldn't be cuter. Can't wait!
Addicted to Ruby Red
Ocean Spray's Ruby Red Grapefruit Juice. I love you. So sweet. So tangy. So delicious. And so much Vitamin C to make me feel good about you. (250ml = 93% of the RDI of Vit C.)
SPC Cannery Outlet - I love you too. You make my addiction possible. 2 bottles for $5? When certain supermarkets sell one bottle for $5.90? Expect to see a lot more of me. At least until I buy you out of juice. Then you might need to come up with something else.
I think I need another glass...
Blue is for Girls too.
Overheard in a store today:
"Here's a boys potty..."
Wondering what made a potty different for boys than for girls (this could be important secret mother information) I snuck a look.
It was blue. And like every other portable potty in every other way. Just blue. That made it a boys one. Apparently.
Give me a break people.
Blue is a most excellent colour and surely we are past designating it as a boys colour?
In fact it used to be the 'girls colour' . (I'm just going to trust you to Google that yourselves like I did)
And while we're at it - 'the girls colour' of pink doesn't appeal to me much at all. Sure, it has value and a place and I will consent to using it in various ways. I just prefer blue. Or green. Or yellow, orange, white, red... and a whole lot of other shades & tones that strike my fancy before pink does.
Pink is not for girls. Blues is not for boys. They are colours to be used as people enjoy using them. Just like all the other colours. They create moods and inspire us. They tell stories and have meanings. BUT only the ones we apply to them. And those meanings are different the world over.
So go forth and use whatever colours you feel like using for whatever your purpose is. Create your own colourful world and don't let someone else tell you that blue is just for boys.
Because in this house - blue is most certainly for girls too.
"Here's a boys potty..."
Wondering what made a potty different for boys than for girls (this could be important secret mother information) I snuck a look.
It was blue. And like every other portable potty in every other way. Just blue. That made it a boys one. Apparently.
Give me a break people.
Blue is a most excellent colour and surely we are past designating it as a boys colour?
In fact it used to be the 'girls colour' . (I'm just going to trust you to Google that yourselves like I did)
And while we're at it - 'the girls colour' of pink doesn't appeal to me much at all. Sure, it has value and a place and I will consent to using it in various ways. I just prefer blue. Or green. Or yellow, orange, white, red... and a whole lot of other shades & tones that strike my fancy before pink does.
Pink is not for girls. Blues is not for boys. They are colours to be used as people enjoy using them. Just like all the other colours. They create moods and inspire us. They tell stories and have meanings. BUT only the ones we apply to them. And those meanings are different the world over.
So go forth and use whatever colours you feel like using for whatever your purpose is. Create your own colourful world and don't let someone else tell you that blue is just for boys.
Because in this house - blue is most certainly for girls too.
I have a Blog?
{Said in the voice of Prince John discovering he has a mole. Can never watch that movie too many times.}
Yeah, I know. Busy times.
I've been hanging out with my fantastic littlest sister and her lovely husband for the past week. She and a lady from church threw me a truly wonderful baby shower which included hilarious and tasteful games, lots of laughter, fabulous gifts, the most delicious chocolate cake EVER (no kidding, everyone kept asking Vicky for the recipe) and so much love my heart nearly burst. Blessed.
Han & Adam made the 2 flight trip down here a bit over a week ago and left yesterday morning. I cried when they left. Sisters are the best. Especially ones who marry men who cook gourmet pizza and do the dishes 3 times a day. We said it at least every day but you guys are welcome anytime! We love you!
While they were here we watched a few good movies including InTime and Robin Hood: Men n Tights on DVD and The Hunger Games at the cinema. I'd watch them all again. I showed them around our town, we played some games, talked a lot, rested, ate lots of good food and just generally enjoyed each others company. That in itself is precious because the last few times we've seen each other has been for either her wedding or our other sisters wedding = very busy sisters. And next time we see them I'll have a baby!
Oh my! That time is drawing near. There have been quite a few purchases and a few more to go. We have a room that looks like a baby could live in it now instead of a junk room/art room. It's even freshly painted courtesy of the wonderful men who were left behind on the day of my baby shower. Husband, father in law and 2 brothers in law. They painted the whole room including the ceiling and got an undercoat on the new bookshelf we had custom made for our lounge room. Like I said - blessed!
Somewhere in there we had the most amazing evening of antenatal preparation with the rockstar Kerri-Ann of Births and Babes. Our student midwife came along too and made it a party of 4. Probably the most empowering and valuable few hours we will spend the whole pregnancy. Call us crazy but I'm actually quite excited about labour! I think it helps that nearly all the women I know, no matter what they're experience, are encouraging and reassuring and have totally held off on the horror stories. Or at least put them in a good light. Maybe it's my own frame of mind....
Which is interesting because my mind for just about everything else has gone on holidays without me. Especially in the food department. I think I might start advertising for a personal chef:
Yeah, I know. Busy times.
I've been hanging out with my fantastic littlest sister and her lovely husband for the past week. She and a lady from church threw me a truly wonderful baby shower which included hilarious and tasteful games, lots of laughter, fabulous gifts, the most delicious chocolate cake EVER (no kidding, everyone kept asking Vicky for the recipe) and so much love my heart nearly burst. Blessed.
Han & Adam made the 2 flight trip down here a bit over a week ago and left yesterday morning. I cried when they left. Sisters are the best. Especially ones who marry men who cook gourmet pizza and do the dishes 3 times a day. We said it at least every day but you guys are welcome anytime! We love you!
While they were here we watched a few good movies including InTime and Robin Hood: Men n Tights on DVD and The Hunger Games at the cinema. I'd watch them all again. I showed them around our town, we played some games, talked a lot, rested, ate lots of good food and just generally enjoyed each others company. That in itself is precious because the last few times we've seen each other has been for either her wedding or our other sisters wedding = very busy sisters. And next time we see them I'll have a baby!
Oh my! That time is drawing near. There have been quite a few purchases and a few more to go. We have a room that looks like a baby could live in it now instead of a junk room/art room. It's even freshly painted courtesy of the wonderful men who were left behind on the day of my baby shower. Husband, father in law and 2 brothers in law. They painted the whole room including the ceiling and got an undercoat on the new bookshelf we had custom made for our lounge room. Like I said - blessed!
Somewhere in there we had the most amazing evening of antenatal preparation with the rockstar Kerri-Ann of Births and Babes. Our student midwife came along too and made it a party of 4. Probably the most empowering and valuable few hours we will spend the whole pregnancy. Call us crazy but I'm actually quite excited about labour! I think it helps that nearly all the women I know, no matter what they're experience, are encouraging and reassuring and have totally held off on the horror stories. Or at least put them in a good light. Maybe it's my own frame of mind....
Which is interesting because my mind for just about everything else has gone on holidays without me. Especially in the food department. I think I might start advertising for a personal chef:
WANTED: personal chef to cook exactly the food I feel like eating without being told what that is. Will work for guided tours of my Pinterest boards.
I don't think my chances are good...
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