Home Delivery

Just took delivery of my first go at online grocery shopping.

This is a top up shop, not a full shop. I can't feed a family of 6 with only this amount of groceries. If you can, please, please, please let me know so I can get some tips from you.

I have fought the urge so many times, baulking at the higher prices that at my local Woollies, but I've hit the proverbial brick wall & can't take any more. So I succumbed & am already relieved, before I have even put any away!

The delivery driver was half an hour early - bonus! That frees me up to so an extra half an hour of blogging, facebooking, cleaning.

He brought it in & put it on my kitchen bench, although I would heve preferred it if he left his BO scent in the truck. Fruit & Veg are coming this arvo from Illawarra Fruit Direct.
 
Have you tried online shopping to free up some of your time? How do you feel about grocery shopping? Normally I love it,, but have too much on my plate right now to go out in public!

Another one about Grandma.....

I've blogged about my dear old Grandma before. You'll find that here.

Here's a recent pic - in her beautiful blue jumper that is the perfect colour for her.

Grandma will be 89 this month.


Last month she came with Mum & I to look at a couple of nursing homes so she could consider moving there. She has been assessed as needing High Level Care, which means the Nursing Home wing as opposed to the hostel wing or independent living at a retirement village. She has decided not to go - it was like going to a hospital to live.


She had a fall at home on Wednesday and is in hospital with a fractured pelvis.

She has her colour back today & is her normal self mentally. They upped her painkillers so the physiotherapist can work with her to get her up again. They got her out of bed today. She said it was very painful. But she did it. Big tick to Grandma. A step in the right direction.

We don't know how long she is going to be there. We don't know what's going to happen when she is medically stable enough to be discharged from hosiptal. We don't know if she is going home or to a nursing home. The doctors have said she needs to go into one.

At what stage does the decision get taken out of the elderly's hands?

When Breaking Things is OK.

Hiya!

Just had to share a proud Mummy moment - here's what our 2 boys did at Tae Kwon Do last night whilst I went to work.

Zac is 15 & Liam is 8. They are both on their black tip, which is one step away from their black belt.

That makes it okay to break things. Like wood.

 
Do your kids like to break things too?

Where I call myself Anti-Social

I was chatting online to a friend the other night & was telling her how bad I feel for being anti-social & not getting out to see people. Thankfully, she understands how busy life can be. Hers is busy too.

I'm not claiming that I am the busiest person that ever lived, but I thought I would share a snaphsot of my life. The above photos are my calendar pages for the next 2 months, starting today. These are the commitments we already have. There are a couple of social occasions I haven't put on there yet. Somewhere in there I need to fit washing, cleaning, shopping, cooking and actually playing with the kids (& my hubby!). And it doesn't allow for other stuff that we don't get much notice about. I think we have 3 days that have nothing written on them.

So, if you invite me to something & I say I can't come, please don't be offended - it means I have earmarked that time to spend with my family! Or it clashes with my schedule. I work nights, therefore I have to be home during the day to wash, clean, shop and cook. The things many Mums catch up on at night time. But please, still invite me, because it is also important for me to see my friends. And one day, our schedules will match up. But it will have to be a quick visit!

How's your schedule looking?

CEO, mate.....C....E....O

I have always said that whilst my husband may be the President of this household (yes, I am a bit if a traditionalist like that), I hold the positions of Secretary and, more importantly, Treasurer.

In other households, the wife may call herself Chief Cook & Bottle Washer, Domesetic Goddess, Maid, Taxi Driver, Minister for War and Finance (thanks Candace!) and a host of other titles.

Today, I decided to give myself a promotion.

I am now the CEO. I don't care that my office is a laundry. I am the C freakin E freakin O! I think I've earned it.

What do you call yourself?

From the Hands of Babes......

We went to Playgroup today. One of the little girls (she turned 4 two days ago) was asked by her Grandpa to build a tower with the wooden blocks.

Here's what she made:

It brought tears of pride to our eyes.

It is the absolute epitome of what we are about. We are hoping to be able to use it as our "logo".

The building blocks are our kids - the building blocks of the future, and the Cross represents the Catholic faith, which is how our group started - we are a parish based playgroup, however we would never exclude anyone who is not a member of our parish.

Those of you who know me will know that I don't push my religion onto others. I believe that anyone can believe or not believe in whatever they want to. But I couldn't resist sharing this!

Dressing to your age.....

Spotted a woman at the shops today......

In her 50's......

Bleach blonde hair......

Low slung / low waisted jeans, tight....

Short knitted top.....

I could see her joey pouch.......you know, the loose bit of skin we that we loved when it was a pregnant belly but now hate because it is shrunken stretchmarks?

It wasn't a good look.

Seriously, at what age should you start to "dress your age"?