<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516</id><updated>2012-03-04T00:47:24.506+08:00</updated><category term='lost again'/><category term='bleugh'/><category term='because I really need more cookbooks'/><category term='magazine monday'/><category term='menu plan monday'/><category term='fruit'/><category term='Spike'/><category term='fish'/><category term='I need some sleep.'/><category term='books'/><category term='house stuff'/><category term='salad'/><category term='just stuff'/><category term='my husband is... awesome'/><category term='this working for a living thing kinda sucks'/><category term='I could have made much better use of that ten bucks'/><category term='hula hoops never go out of fashion'/><category term='random musings'/><category term='around perth'/><category term='Gotta love a girl with a new do'/><category term='eggs'/><category term='offspring #1'/><category term='Is it really that hard to say thankyou?'/><category term='slow cooker'/><category term='crafty stuff'/><category term='Mums United'/><category term='cakes and slices'/><category term='charity'/><category term='I&apos;ve got this best-mum thing wrapped up'/><category term='study'/><category term='pinterest love'/><category term='bread'/><category term='old friends are the best friends'/><category term='love a good bargain'/><category term='offspring #2'/><category term='pets'/><category term='vegies'/><category term='why can&apos;t every day be like this?'/><category term='kit-cat nap time'/><category term='he really is pretty wonderful'/><category term='bloggy friends'/><category term='me me me'/><category 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term='knitting'/><category term='gratituesday'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='I love me a road trip'/><category term='lamb'/><category term='house'/><category term='why do you love a blog more when it&apos;s pretty?'/><category term='drinks'/><category term='pasta'/><category term='pizza is a food group all on its own'/><category term='sweet stuff'/><category term='awwww what a little bundle of cuteness'/><category term='chicken'/><category term='leftovers'/><category term='shoes glorious shoes'/><category term='competitions'/><category term='the hills'/><title type='text'>On The Sunny Side</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything's better with blue skies and a little bit of sunshine</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>812</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-1376776272646691697</id><published>2012-03-03T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T16:54:40.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old friends are the best friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Dining In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We've got the former across-the-roads coming to dinner tonight and, while it was a spur of the moment invitation, I've got some yummy stuff happening in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We'll be eating Herb and Mustard BBQ'd Chicken and some bbq patties that I picked up at the butcher yesterday. I've got a new bread recipe for Seeded Loaf that's rising on the bench and is about to go into the oven. The I'm going&amp;nbsp;to throw together a salad and&amp;nbsp;get some garlic roasted potatoes into the oven. And for dessert I'm trying a PeartTartlet recipe that's part-Jamie Oliver, part-Mandi's imagination. I'll be sure to take some photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, as long as they all&amp;nbsp;turn out okay that is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-1376776272646691697?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/1376776272646691697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=1376776272646691697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1376776272646691697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1376776272646691697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/03/dining-in.html' title='Dining In'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-8919704877378893803</id><published>2012-02-29T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T20:26:34.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Gotta Love That</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I pulled in from work at 6.15 tonight. I was tired. My feet hurt. And I was looking forward to&amp;nbsp;hopping into my 'jamas and eating leftovers for dinner. Okay, I wasn't looking&amp;nbsp;forward to the leftovers all&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; much but the not cooking dinner part of leftovers sounded great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I found two&amp;nbsp;kids who were&amp;nbsp;showered, dressed and begging me to go out for Chinese for dinner. And a husband who had organised the showering, supervised the dressing and totally put them up to being on their best behaviour in the hope that his taste for Chinese food might be met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so I pulled on a pair of&amp;nbsp; jeans, changed my shoes and let them easily talk me into a trip to the local Chinese. Where we all picked a dish, totally&amp;nbsp;pigged out and still got the kids home in time to almost meet their regular bedtime.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-8919704877378893803?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/8919704877378893803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=8919704877378893803&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8919704877378893803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8919704877378893803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/gotta-love-that.html' title='Gotta Love That'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6613150573294961817</id><published>2012-02-28T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T19:33:56.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday: Lovin' My Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so very thankful to have the girl-child in my life. Being a mum who freely admits that she wasn't actually planning on having girl-children and struggled a little bit when one popped out, I am just amazed by her every single day. She is the most hilarious little character and makes me laugh so hard my stomach hurts. Yes she pushes every single one of my buttons too but today? Today was all about the laughing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's moments of intense love (and unintentional hilarity):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The enormous running jump and hug that I got first thing this morning. It was the kind of hug that we call 'the koala'. She was totally wrapped around me and it just felt so good. Then she blew a raspberry on my cheek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When she asked me what tomorrow was. I must have looked puzzled (yeah, that happens a lot) because she followed it up with, "I know it's Wednesday but it's a special day too. Is it, um, maybe Long Jump Day or something like that?" Some fast thinking and working out what the date was led me to ask her if she meant Leap Year? Yep. She did. But I think Long Jump Day should totally be a holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After clarifying the whole Leap Year thing, she asked if that meant we could have a party to celebrate. The answer was no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And tonight at dinner when we were discussing contingency plans in case either of the kids was sick tomorrow (Daddy was home with one on&amp;nbsp;Monday, the other was here with me today). Offspring #2 pipes up with "Well I'm all better but I&amp;nbsp;can't stay home to look after #1 'cos I'm just a kid!" Coupled with an expressive shrug of the shoulders and a look of pure consternation on her little face it was priceless. And yes, we assured her that should either of them end up&amp;nbsp;unwell again tomorrow one of&amp;nbsp;the adults who live in the house would step up and take responsibility. Because that's how we roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And tomorrow there will be more love. And laughing. And quite possibly some yelling. But lots and lots of love. And I'm so thankful for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6613150573294961817?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6613150573294961817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6613150573294961817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6613150573294961817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6613150573294961817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/gratituesday-lovin-my-girl.html' title='Gratituesday: Lovin&apos; My Girl'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2069048108796385281</id><published>2012-02-26T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T20:22:51.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>How Long Is A Piece Of String</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I was getting dinner ready late this afternoon and looked up as something out the front caught my eye. There was a beautiful black and white border collie wandering down the street. And, despite the fact that our Max left us almost 2 years ago, the very first thought that went through my mind was... "How the heck did that dog get out?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I even looked across to check both the gates were closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the dog's owner came into sight and I realised that (a) the dog wasn't Max, (b) Max had been gone for quite a long time and, (c) regardless of the fact that we've had a 'new' puppy for almost 12 months I still miss my Maxie-dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And my eyes got just a little bit watery and I wondered how much longer, exactly, I'd have a little hole in my heart that is just Max sized. And I guess the answer is the title of this post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2069048108796385281?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2069048108796385281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2069048108796385281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2069048108796385281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2069048108796385281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-long-is-piece-of-string.html' title='How Long Is A Piece Of String'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2821206186352673100</id><published>2012-02-23T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T20:19:34.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>La La La</title><content type='html'>The question is not why Kenny Rogers songs are playing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can answer that easily. I was sick to death of all my regualr cd's and wanted something different for the drive to work so stole Hubby's Christmas present Best of Kenny Rogers cd. I figured singing along to The Gambler, Coward of the County and Lucille would change things up a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. The real question is what I can do to get Kenny Rogers OUT of my head after the songs have been rolling though it all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All. Day. Long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to find something else to listen to for next week. Or I'll have to&amp;nbsp;go back to my regular cd's next week. At least with them I don't burst into 70's style country and western at completely inappropriate times through the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2821206186352673100?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2821206186352673100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2821206186352673100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2821206186352673100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2821206186352673100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/question-is-not-why-kenny-rogers-songs.html' title='La La La'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6598639270363353841</id><published>2012-02-21T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T21:54:14.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggy friends'/><title type='text'>What Happened To Gratituesday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why nothing! I've just been a bit busy, and a bit distracted and not posting all that regularly and it kind of slipped by the wayside. But then I was reading one of &lt;a href="http://eatshootblog.com/" target="_blank"&gt;my daily blog&lt;/a&gt; reads earlier today and I realised that I hadn't done a Gratituesday post for a while and thought that I should really get my act together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;So this week I'm grateful to &lt;a href="http://melody-biglittlesister.blogspot.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;another blogging friend&lt;/a&gt;. She told me about this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vruL5Xbls9k/T0OdjC7AXdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SHcTFrlv1j0/s1600/DSCF5445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vruL5Xbls9k/T0OdjC7AXdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SHcTFrlv1j0/s320/DSCF5445.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it has become a firm favourite in my house. So much so that, as you can see I very quickly went from the little box of ten to the good-sized box of 100 teabags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I'm grateful for bloggy friends. Who remind to look on the sunny side, tell me about new things to try,&amp;nbsp;provide me with beautiful posts to read and generally make my already rich-beyond-belief life even better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6598639270363353841?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6598639270363353841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6598639270363353841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6598639270363353841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6598639270363353841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-happened-to-gratituesday.html' title='What Happened To Gratituesday?'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vruL5Xbls9k/T0OdjC7AXdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SHcTFrlv1j0/s72-c/DSCF5445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4082886769285980400</id><published>2012-02-20T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T20:43:49.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lamb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mains'/><title type='text'>A Different Kind Of Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I made a different kind of pie for dinner last night and it was a HUGE hit. It was definitely kid-friendly food, so if you're looking for something fancy and gourmet you'd better click away somewhere else. But if you want somehting that will have the kids cleaning their plates and asking for seconds give this a go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Free-form Lamb Bolognese Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Super Food Ideas&lt;/em&gt;, September 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ssui2zVseok/T0I-zunpWyI/AAAAAAAAAbI/czECPpTQa3A/s1600/DSCF5439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ssui2zVseok/T0I-zunpWyI/AAAAAAAAAbI/czECPpTQa3A/s320/DSCF5439.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serves 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;500g lamb mince&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;45g sachet Maggi bologese pasta bake recipe base&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 medium carrot, peeled, grated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 tablesooons&amp;nbsp;pine nuts, toasted (confession time: I thought I had pine nuts in the pantry. Turns out&amp;nbsp;I didn't. While they would have added to the pie it was just fine without them.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/3 cup frozen peas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 sheets frozen puff pastry, partially thawed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;olive oil cooking spray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Heat oil in a large frying pan over high heat. Add lamb and recipe base. Cook, stirring, with a wood spoon to break up mince, for 6 - 8 minutes or until browned and cooked through. Add carrot, pine nuts and peas. Season with salt and pepper. Cook, stirring occasionally for 2 -3 minutes. Set aside for 20 minutes to cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Preheat oven to&amp;nbsp;200C/180C fan-forced. Line a baking tray with baking paper. Place one sheet of pastry on tray. Spoon lamb mixture onto centre of pastry, leaving a 2cm border. Brush border with water. Place remaining sheet of pastry ontop. Pinch edges together to seal and form decorative pattern. Using a small knife, cut 3 slits in top of pastry to allow steam to escape during cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Spray top of pie with oil. Bake for 20 - 25 minutes or until golden and puffed. Stand for 5 minutes. Serve. (We had it with a salad).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4082886769285980400?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4082886769285980400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4082886769285980400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4082886769285980400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4082886769285980400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/different-kind-of-pie.html' title='A Different Kind Of Pie'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ssui2zVseok/T0I-zunpWyI/AAAAAAAAAbI/czECPpTQa3A/s72-c/DSCF5439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6609346638466734090</id><published>2012-02-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T21:24:30.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza is a food group all on its own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mains'/><title type='text'>Pinterest Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I've already&amp;nbsp;told you how much I'm loving Pinterest. I love all the fantastic ideas that I'm getting, the recipes I'm trying, and the gorgeous pics of everything from gardens and home decorating ideas to clothes and hairstyles to funny and even inspiring sayings. And I love, love, love that they're all pinned somewhere in cyberspace rather than taking up room all over my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here are a few ideas from Pinterest that I've tried so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had this &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/homemade-calzone" target="_blank"&gt;Wrapped Up Pizza&lt;/a&gt; for dinner last night. Delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qqDkgwZJ7Q/T0DvsEtsOyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZNWOrUDnVtI/s1600/DSCF5421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qqDkgwZJ7Q/T0DvsEtsOyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZNWOrUDnVtI/s320/DSCF5421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://thestewartestate.blogspot.com.au/2011/12/love-message-board-tutorial.html" target="_blank"&gt;this cute idea&lt;/a&gt; and knew I had to make it. The "I love you because..." is printed and placed in the frame and then you can write a new message on the glass with a whiteboard marker. I bought a cheap but pretty frame and hot-glued&amp;nbsp;some flowers I had in my scrapbooking stash&amp;nbsp;and wa-lah! We all take it in turns to write messages for each other. It was my turn today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6VHnkZDG64/T0DwU9Rl_7I/AAAAAAAAAag/66P7-ilHeBE/s1600/DSCF5428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6VHnkZDG64/T0DwU9Rl_7I/AAAAAAAAAag/66P7-ilHeBE/s320/DSCF5428.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This&lt;a href="http://www.bedifferentactnormal.com/2011/12/scarf-hanger-organization.html" target="_blank"&gt; clever idea&lt;/a&gt; has cleared me a whole heap of space in my closet. Cheapo shower curtain rings ($2.98 for 10 at Big W) hooked onto a coat hanger to hold all your scarves. Brilliant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1jBQ99NRWk/T0DxArCkllI/AAAAAAAAAao/L6DXsi8NvCU/s1600/DSCF5430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1jBQ99NRWk/T0DxArCkllI/AAAAAAAAAao/L6DXsi8NvCU/s320/DSCF5430.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the kids made these &lt;a href="http://www.happyclippings.com/2012/01/handprint-love-you-this-much-card-kids-craft.html" target="_blank"&gt;cute Valentine's cards&lt;/a&gt; for their Dad. Yeah, I helped a little bit. But, how gorgeous are they? Their hands, with "I&amp;nbsp;love you..."and a strip of paper&amp;nbsp; between them that has "this much" written on it. And totally homemade, again with using up some of the scrapbooking stash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwA4Fbh45Vs/T0D1KEgQvjI/AAAAAAAAAa4/7OaF0JN0u6I/s1600/DSCF5443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwA4Fbh45Vs/T0D1KEgQvjI/AAAAAAAAAa4/7OaF0JN0u6I/s320/DSCF5443.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6609346638466734090?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6609346638466734090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6609346638466734090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6609346638466734090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6609346638466734090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/pinterest-love.html' title='Pinterest Love'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qqDkgwZJ7Q/T0DvsEtsOyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZNWOrUDnVtI/s72-c/DSCF5421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6957445805924736529</id><published>2012-02-17T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T10:32:53.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Bad Mummy Moment #3964</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's my day off today. Yay. I had plans for the day - nothing special but a few chores to do, some errands to run and a last minute arrangement to catch up with a friend for a coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we got ready for the day and I took the kids to school. Offspring #1 waved goodbye and headed for his classroom and I walked #2 to her classroom. And then #1 appeared to tell me he'd forgotten a special project he'd been working on. I agreed to go back home, collect it, and return to school with it when I'd finished getting #2 into class. All good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;#2 and I sorted out her reading book, she collected her chair and put it at her desk and then she started crying. She didn't want me to leave. She wanted to come home with me. Of course I said no. I wasn't having her pull this kind of stuff three weeks into grade one. What would I be setting myself up for if I let her come home with me because she was crying? I could see the rest of the year stretching ahead of me with a kid who wouldn't stay at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then she upped the stakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She didn't feel well. Her tummy hurt. Hmmm... well that's the first I'd heard of it and since school was about to start I still wasn't falling for her routine. I took her to the teacher, explained the situation and said that I'd like #2 to give it a go and if she still didn't feel well a bit later they could call me and I'd come collect her. She had a relief teacher today, one that #2 knows, likes and is comfortable with who I also happen to have worked with so we did a bit of Mummy/Teacher talking in code stuff and were both on the same page. All good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I raced home and collected #1's special project, zipped back to school and dropped it off and then took off to pay some bills in the local area before the planned trip down the hill. I made it to the first stop, all of six minutes away from school, before the phone call came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, guess who is now tucked up in her bed with a terribly sore belly and&amp;nbsp;a bucket next to her? I followed my instincts and made her stay at school and now I feel awful. But if I'd let her come home when I thought she was bunging it on I wouldn't normally have been doing her any favours either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This motherhood gig really needs to come with a handbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6957445805924736529?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6957445805924736529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6957445805924736529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6957445805924736529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6957445805924736529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/bad-mummy-moment-3964.html' title='Bad Mummy Moment #3964'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-375750310959307503</id><published>2012-02-15T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T20:53:18.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss action stations'/><title type='text'>Woot Woot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I get to go walking again tomorrow morning and I'm over-the-top, crazy excited about it. After some time of enforced inactivity, and the inevitable couple of kilo's to go with that, I'm actually looking forward to getting up at 5.30 tomorrow morning, pulling on my trackies and joggers and heading out. I'm a little bit afraid of how much the hills are going to hurt after these weeks off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I'm hoping that once I get back into the swing of doing some exercise I'll find it a bit easier to turn away from the chocolate, the chips and the generally crappy food choices I've been making.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-375750310959307503?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/375750310959307503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=375750310959307503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/375750310959307503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/375750310959307503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/woot-woot.html' title='Woot Woot'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2971636778813820753</id><published>2012-02-13T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T20:37:14.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Random Ravings</title><content type='html'>Hello, hello! Sorry for the unexplained absence - the health stuff that we thought was sorted turned out to be not quite. I was trying hard to get back into the swing of the things with work, kids, school and the house while feeling like crap and worrying myself silly. Fast forward a week and all seems good and it's amazing what&lt;em&gt; not&lt;/em&gt; worrying can do for your mood and general wellbeing. Yay. Still waiting on results of a couple of blood tests but they won't change things too much either way.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The downside of almost a week of bedrest and then more time of seriously restricted physical activity means that I haven't been doing my usual early morning walk and have been eating huge amounts of not-particularly-good-choices food. My clothes are tight and I'm feeling fat and frumpy. Now that everything seems okay I'm itching to pull my joggers back on and get out for my walks again. I'm really looking forward to that, and catching up with my neighbour who I walk with. I've missed our chats and hearing the news of the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The stage show of Mary Poppins is playing in Perth shortly. I really want to see it. The musical-hating-Hubby does not. AT ALL. So I'll be seeking others partners in crime for that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I must, must, must remember to get tickets for Duran Duran. Have been meaning to do it for ages and keep forgetting. Mental note to self - do it this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am LOVING My Kitchen Rules. Love the food, love the nice people, love the villains. Didn't love last season but do love this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't wait to see the first episode of Revenge tonight. And I really hope it's going to be as good as all the hype has made it out to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am still loving &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; and all the things that I'm finding there. I made&lt;a href="http://www.kayotic.nl/blog/lazy-sunday-casserole" target="_blank"&gt; this totally delicious and super easy Sausage Casserole&lt;/a&gt; over the weekend and it was a huge hit with the whole family. Yes, even Miss Fussy! I made a couple of changes, like not using fennel because it's not in season and using zucchini because a friend had extras and gave me one, and will definitely be making this again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here's a new fave photo of the kids. We went for a walk along the river last weekend - the kids took their scooters and I took my camera. I got some great shots and am going to get some printed for framing later int he week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhrDcO4QrAs/TzkCIieoZAI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/80qamzi6KO8/s1600/DSCF5380A.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhrDcO4QrAs/TzkCIieoZAI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/80qamzi6KO8/s320/DSCF5380A.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2971636778813820753?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2971636778813820753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2971636778813820753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2971636778813820753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2971636778813820753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-ravings.html' title='Random Ravings'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhrDcO4QrAs/TzkCIieoZAI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/80qamzi6KO8/s72-c/DSCF5380A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-3812590959991633801</id><published>2012-02-02T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T20:24:18.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes and Comfort Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know how the second day of anything is generally harder and slightly worse than the first? Like the first day of a new job is hard because of the unknown&amp;nbsp;but the second day is harder because you actually know what you're in for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember how yesterday, the first day of our school year, was all positive and good? Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The second day? Not so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poor Offspring #2 came out of the classroom and was in tears before she even got to me. All of five steps away. She blubbered and babbled her way to the car&amp;nbsp;before she eventually started speaking in a language I could understand. Oh my poor baby. Most of it was simple worrying about the world and not wanting to do the wrong thing, one part was about the class being told off because of two children who were misbehaving and another part had to do with the teacher asking them to write something and her having a panic because she's "only just started year 1 and I don't know how to write all the words yet!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #1's day was deemed "okay" but he'd cut his finger and it hurt every time he tried to write. And when he saw his sister's tears he decided to join in the pity party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hugged and kissed, commiserated and&amp;nbsp;eased fears and racked my brain for how to make the afternoon just a little bit brighter. And then hit on the perfect solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we made &lt;a href="http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com.au/2011/08/ive-made-these-gorgeous-chocolate-y.html" target="_blank"&gt;choc-chip cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;, iced them with chocolate icing and covered them with sprinkles. And then I made their second favourite dinner. Tuna and Pasta, or 70's style Tuna Mornay if you're feeling fancy. Cupcakes and comfort food. Guaranteed to make a rotten day just a little bit brighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's hoping tomorrow's a whole lot better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-3812590959991633801?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/3812590959991633801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=3812590959991633801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3812590959991633801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3812590959991633801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/cupcakes-and-comfort-food.html' title='Cupcakes and Comfort Food'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7417026171449064943</id><published>2012-02-01T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:19:50.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the long summer holidays&lt;em&gt; finally&lt;/em&gt; draw to a close! That seven or so weeks of holidays just seemed to go on and on and on. Perhaps not to the school teaching Hubby but they did to me. And please don't think I mean that as a negative thing - I have loved having a break from routine, hanging out as a family and having the opportunity to be a bit spontaneous. Yeah, I said a &lt;em&gt;bit&lt;/em&gt; spontaneous -I think we all know I can only cope with a little bit of spontaneity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My kids were up, dressed and raring to go before six this morning. Yes seriously. And yes, that two and half hours until we actually left for school seemed a great deal longer. Offspring #1 is now in Year 5 and well and truly qualifies as one of the big kids. Even if he's still my tiny boy. And Offspring #2 was completely over-excited to be joining the BIG school in Year 1. She told me yesterday that she was looking forward to not having to be with "all those little kids". You know, the ones she spend last year with, quite happily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got a couple of gorgeous First Day photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krqWtQD18-Q/TyknYWIWGgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ulWmKEsMJ98/s1600/DSCF5331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krqWtQD18-Q/TyknYWIWGgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ulWmKEsMJ98/s320/DSCF5331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And a couple of crazy face photos. And&amp;nbsp;this one that showed exactly how fed up Offspring #2 was with the whole photo taking caper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-olOXanDm-FY/Tykqy_FgnZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/KcsB7yS1fgc/s1600/DSCF5337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-olOXanDm-FY/Tykqy_FgnZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/KcsB7yS1fgc/s320/DSCF5337.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The actual drop off at their classrooms was something of an anti-climax. #1 gave me a wave and told me I could take #2 to her classroom now. And #2 settled into a seat next to one of her friends and told me I could go to work as she needed to be ready "to learn stuff" Good to feel wanted on such a big day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very happy to report that while I spent the day at work worrying about them, they both had terrific first days, are happy with their teachers, brought home library books and are looking forward to tomorrow. Phew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7417026171449064943?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7417026171449064943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7417026171449064943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7417026171449064943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7417026171449064943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/02/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krqWtQD18-Q/TyknYWIWGgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ulWmKEsMJ98/s72-c/DSCF5331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7516242249540012085</id><published>2012-01-30T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:49:46.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t recover quite as quickly as I used to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>Woot Woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I trotted down to see the doctor this afternoon. Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He checked on&amp;nbsp;his handiwork from Friday evening's surgery and declared the problem to be fixed. HOORAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to take things a little bit easy for the next few days, but that's just to make sure I ease back into top gear rather than trying to jump straight back to levels of crazy activity. I'm allowed back to work tomorrow and my boss has very kindly told me to only do as much as I can and to go home when I need to if I can't cope with a full day. I'd already arranged to work short days most of this week because school goes back on Wednesday so I'm thinking that'll let me get back to speed&amp;nbsp;rather nicely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And after a week and a bit of drama, drama, drama... I'm pretty darn&amp;nbsp;happy to be easing back into things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7516242249540012085?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7516242249540012085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7516242249540012085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7516242249540012085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7516242249540012085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/woot-woot.html' title='Woot Woot!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5962054920343256282</id><published>2012-01-28T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:49:30.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t recover quite as quickly as I used to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>Home Again, Home Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jiggety Jig!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well the bleed started again yesterday afternoon and a quick call through to the doctor resulted in me being told to meet him&amp;nbsp;at the hospital and then scheduled for a spot of surgery at 6pm. This time it was all done in theatre and&amp;nbsp;under a general anaesthetic, rather than with the use of local anaesthetic in his rooms, which meant he could dig around a bit more without me having a sooky-la-la cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to see him again Monday to be sure the bleeding has really, truly, properly stopped and then he's sending me off to have some blood tests to check my haemoglobin levels as well as something to do with clotting agents in my blood. In my usual sick and twisted way it struck me as funny that, after&amp;nbsp;a week of minor arterial bleeding that has the doctor all worried, he's going to order&amp;nbsp;more blood be taken in order to check how it's doing LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The best news is that I'm no longer on bed rest. I'm not allowed to lift heavy things or do anything even mildly strenuous but I am allowed to get up, walk around and do &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;normal&amp;nbsp;stuff. Yay! Unfortunately I'm feeling kinda wiped out so have actually spent most of the afternoon in/on my&amp;nbsp;bed. But tomorrow I'll be tackling a few chores I'd had earmarked for the past week, like labelling all the school stuff for the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5962054920343256282?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5962054920343256282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5962054920343256282&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5962054920343256282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5962054920343256282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-again-home-again.html' title='Home Again, Home Again...'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-8600863859007988077</id><published>2012-01-27T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:40:16.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mains'/><title type='text'>And Here's One I Prepared Earlier...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I made this last week before all the drama that has kept me in (or at least&lt;em&gt; on&lt;/em&gt;) my bed but hadn't got to posting it yet. Well that and I didn't want to shock you all with two recipes in one week. I thought I'd better ease back into the cooking posts so as not make you all die of shock or set myself up for something I couldn't keep up with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my first ever attempt at making a proper carbonara - normally I make more of an alfredo sauce with butter,&amp;nbsp;garlic and cream. Lots of cream. Yum. But in the interests of being a bit healthier, and using up some of the egg supply, I decided to have a go at this. I love carbonara when I'm eating out but the idea of 'raw' eggs in a sauce that I'm making was always enough to stop me trying it myself. Well fear no more! The eggs do cook very nicely with the heat of the rest of the dish and there was nothing oozy or raw about it. (Though I suspect/know I overcooked it a little but heck it made me feel happier, I'll be&amp;nbsp;that bit braver next time!) The kids wolfed this down AND went back for seconds. Yes, even the fussy one. Hubby wasn't as big a fan - he loves the creamy sauce and was a little disappointed to discover that dinner wasn't what he thought it was going to be but did admit that it was good. And I thought it was great as it ticked all the boxes for me - quick, easy and clean plates at the end of the meal. We'll be adding this to the Fast Food Filthy Friday rotation for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Penne Carbonara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;adapted slightly from &lt;em&gt;The Thrifty Kitchen&lt;/em&gt; by Suzanne Gibbs and Kate Gibbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGIuUfP_oZ8/TyI1s4jnj2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/OGExgKJvdyU/s1600/DSCF5225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGIuUfP_oZ8/TyI1s4jnj2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/OGExgKJvdyU/s320/DSCF5225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serves 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;400g penne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/3 cup olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;150g bacon, finely chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5 eggs, beaten (the original recipe uses 3 but I found that wasn't enough, and I had a couple of quite small eggs, so I added two more and it was perfect)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3/4 cup grated fresh parmesan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;freshly ground pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Cook the penne in a large pan of boiling water until al dente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Meanwhile, heat the oil in a frying pan and fry the bacon for 5 or so minutes over medium until browned and crisp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Drain the pasta and add it to the fry pan with the bacon, tossing it through to thoroughly coat it. Remove from the heat and add the beaten egg, stirring constantly so that it quickly cooks into a smooth creamy sauce. Stir through half the cheese and&amp;nbsp; the ground pepper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Pile into serving bowls and top with the remaining cheese and extra pepper if desired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-8600863859007988077?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/8600863859007988077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=8600863859007988077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8600863859007988077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8600863859007988077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-heres-one-i-prepared-earlier.html' title='And Here&apos;s One I Prepared Earlier...'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGIuUfP_oZ8/TyI1s4jnj2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/OGExgKJvdyU/s72-c/DSCF5225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-842529201590024748</id><published>2012-01-26T06:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T10:48:00.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t recover quite as quickly as I used to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>Bugger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bed rest and finger crossing doesn't seem to have done the trick. So after a not brilliant night&amp;nbsp;I've spoken to the hospital and have to meet the doctor in an hour and a half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you could keep up with the finger crossing? Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Update at 10.30am:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Back from seeing the doctor. It seems that a minor arterial bleed caused all the trouble - it would stop for a bit and then go again and decided to go a bit crazy at 1am and&amp;nbsp;again at 2am but then settled until 5am. The doctor has 'sealed' it with silver nitrate and I'm back on bedrest for an extra&amp;nbsp;few days. All being well this should be the end of the drama. But he has given me his mobile number "just in case". That finger crossing I asked you for? Please keep at it. Pretty please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;And any more suggestions for websites, blogs or Pinterest requests would be most welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-842529201590024748?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/842529201590024748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=842529201590024748&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/842529201590024748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/842529201590024748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/bugger.html' title='Bugger!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4182787146722470816</id><published>2012-01-25T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:11:13.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t recover quite as quickly as I used to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>Still Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've spent &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; of&amp;nbsp;the day following the doctors orders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;did overdo it slightly this morning, gave myself a wee fright and spent the rest of the day trying to make up for it. So, all from the comfort of my bed I've played board games, been adorned with jewellery and joined in with some crazy made up game that involved tiny little toy puppies and the girl-child being their mum who had to go to work, shopping and out with friends. A lot. I totally took that as the guilt trip it was intended to be. I also watched tv, read and played on my laptop. Oh and I fitted in a nap too.&amp;nbsp; Hubby has been wonderful, sorting the kids, organising meals and hanging up load after load of washing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I 've got tomorrow to get through in the same way so while I have you here... got any suggestions for blogs or websites that I should check out? Are you on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest?&lt;/a&gt; What's your name over there - I'll check out your boards and follow you. Or if you're not on and want an invite leave me a message in the comments and I'll take care of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I did launch into a big whinge here then came back and deleted it because I sounded like a total brat with first world problems. I am ridiculously lucky to live in a country with great health care, to earn enough to be able to pay for private health insurance and see the doctors of my choice in the hospital of my choice and to be able to afford to have a few days off work while I get better. So whinge over. If being bored is the worst of my&amp;nbsp;problems then I'm doing just fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4182787146722470816?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4182787146722470816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4182787146722470816&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4182787146722470816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4182787146722470816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-here.html' title='Still Here'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-3581390462942850749</id><published>2012-01-24T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:04:34.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t recover quite as quickly as I used to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ummm, a warning to my male readers. Yeah, all two of you. Lady parts are discussed in this post so you might just wanna go read the paper and come back tomorrow. Okay? You've been warned, carry on at your own risk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's all about the ups and downs here, people. I had a routine 'well woman's check' with my regular GP a while ago and she decided to send me off to see a gynaecologist for some, shall we say... lady issues. I saw him last week and he did a little procedure, told me I was very brave, outlined what to expect for a couple of days and sent me on my merry way. Yay me. Fast forward to today when things went a little awry while I was at work&amp;nbsp;and I put in a quick call to his office to be told that no, that was not okay and I should be in his office in two hours time. Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A mad dash up the hill was followed by an equally mad dash back down the hill in a different direction where I was seen very promptly and, amid much head shaking, he spent an hour or so fixing me back up. Nothing quite as reassuring as being told that I'd saved myself a trip to theatre and he was very pleased that I'd had a small panic and called because if it had been left till tonight we would have been making a mad dash to hospital. He very nicely informed me I would not be working for the rest of the week, I would not be partying for Australia Day and that I was very lucky he &amp;nbsp;wasn't sticking me on bed rest until he saw me again. He was just severely curtailing all activity that involved moving around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I'm seeing him again on Friday morning so he can check up on me and (finger's crossed BIG TIME!) all will be well, good and fixed up. Otherwise, he tells me, it'll be hospital bed all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm resting, with my feet up, playing on the computer, and keeping my fingers crossed. If you could do the finger crossing too I'd me mighty grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-3581390462942850749?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/3581390462942850749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=3581390462942850749&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3581390462942850749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3581390462942850749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4671706027728296283</id><published>2012-01-23T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:35:12.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why can&apos;t every day be like this?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='around perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love me a road trip'/><title type='text'>Sand + Sunburn = Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We took a day trip up to Moore River with a neighbour family, setting out early and arriving home a little over 12 hours later, and spent the day in the boat. And despite&amp;nbsp;several applications of sunscreen, the wearing of hats and rashies and the shade tent being up we still managed to end the day with sand through everything and varying degrees sunburn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the kids, totally over-excited and ready to party at six thirty this morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1G-LagAOUY/Tx1cCYpu9DI/AAAAAAAAAZY/yK6okKFVl7o/s1600/Road+trip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1G-LagAOUY/Tx1cCYpu9DI/AAAAAAAAAZY/yK6okKFVl7o/s320/Road+trip.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, to say &lt;em&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;the boat would be exaggerating - we spent some time cruising up and down the river and a whole heap more time playing in the river, climbing huge sandhills,&amp;nbsp;enjoying a picnic lunch&amp;nbsp;and having lots of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0Lx9bhgSOw/Tx1bjktzzCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/1CTCIYAsn6c/s1600/Ben+and+Mandi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0Lx9bhgSOw/Tx1bjktzzCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/1CTCIYAsn6c/s320/Ben+and+Mandi.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The girl and her Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4GEpjuho4X4/Tx1b1TkhJrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ysKTeFKuMMc/s1600/Glenn+and+Libby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4GEpjuho4X4/Tx1b1TkhJrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ysKTeFKuMMc/s320/Glenn+and+Libby.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Moore River, or Guilderton as the town is really called, is about an hour and a half away - perfect for a weekend getaway but also doable for a day trip. It's a quiet little town on the coast and the river is separated from the ocean by a sizeable sand bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UMfDchBZGI/Tx1cl0PjRaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ACuGkjq3iEQ/s1600/moore+river2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UMfDchBZGI/Tx1cl0PjRaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ACuGkjq3iEQ/s320/moore+river2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;The river is lovely - clean, calm and with a nice low speed restriction for river traffic so it's perfect for a quiet day in the boat. I took heaps of photos but Blogger isn't letting me load them all so I've just put a few up. I'm a bit sad about that as I&amp;nbsp;managed to get a whole bunch of really lovely pics of&amp;nbsp;Offspring #1. Normally it's #2 hogging the camera and being pretty so I was really pleased to get some of my boy. I'll try to post them later in the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4671706027728296283?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4671706027728296283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4671706027728296283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4671706027728296283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4671706027728296283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/sand-sunburn-summer.html' title='Sand + Sunburn = Summer'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1G-LagAOUY/Tx1cCYpu9DI/AAAAAAAAAZY/yK6okKFVl7o/s72-c/Road+trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-8424040846279423696</id><published>2012-01-22T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:39:28.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mains'/><title type='text'>Back To Baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I haven't been&amp;nbsp;posting many recipes lately and I'm determined to get back to not only cooking new things, but also sharing them with you all. I've had a throw-out of some magazines that were lying around and also had a good dig through all the torn out recipe pages that have been shoved into the ugly binders. Both ugly binders are full to bursting with lovely recipes and ideas,&amp;nbsp;some I need to plan for when we have dinner guests, others are terrific for weeknight family meals,&amp;nbsp;and I can't wait to try some of them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I made this yummy savoury tart for dinner last night and served it with a garden salad. I didn't have the proper tart tin but used a regular slice tin and, while it didn't look quite as pretty as the picture in the magazine, it was just fine. It also had the added bonus of using 4 eggs - and with the chooks now laying five or six every day I'm very happy with recipes that use up lots of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv6FKV-rVKM/TxuhJUQV9ZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/6e0Su-r8iTI/s1600/broccollini+tart1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv6FKV-rVKM/TxuhJUQV9ZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/6e0Su-r8iTI/s320/broccollini+tart1.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A quick question. Well two really. Does the idea of making pastry from scratch intimidate or scare you? I learnt how to make pastry a couple of years ago (after always buying the frozen stuff) and now can't believe I was ever worried about how hard it was. The pastry for this tart is the easiest yet so don't let the idea that you're making it from scratch scare you off. Question number two- do you know what 'blind baking is'? I was chatting with a friend a while ago and she had no idea what I meant when I said that something needed to be blind baked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Broccollini Tart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Australian Good Taste&lt;/em&gt;, February 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZoTKcOGpnI/Txuhs5Iqq8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/Qvp5C4ycXs8/s1600/broccollini+tart2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZoTKcOGpnI/Txuhs5Iqq8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/Qvp5C4ycXs8/s320/broccollini+tart2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;265 (1 3/4 cups) plain flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;125g butter, chilled, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2-3 tbsp chilled water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 short-cut bacon rashers, thinly sliced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;65g (3/4 cup) coarsely grated cheddar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 bunch broccollini, trimmed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;125ml (1/2 cup) pouring cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Process flour and butter in a food processor until the&amp;nbsp;mixture resembles fine breadcrumbs. Gradually add water until mixture just comes together . Roll out onto a lightly floured surface until 5mm thick. Line an 11.5 x 34cm fluted tart tin, with removable base, with pastry. Trim the excess. Place in fridge for 30 minutes to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Meanwhile, cook the bacon in a large non-stick frying pan over medium heat, stirring often, for 3-4 minutes or until light golden. Transfer to a place lined with pater towel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Preheat oven to 200C. Line the pastry case with non-stick baking paper and fill with pastry weights or rice. Bake for 15 minutes. Remove the paper and pastry weights or rice. Bake for a further 5 minutes or until light golden. Reduce the oven temperature to 160C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Place the tin on a baking tray. Sprinkle half the bacon and half the cheddar over the pastry case. Arrange the broccollini on top, trimming to fit as necessary. Whisk the eggs and cream in a bowl until well combined. Pour over the broccollini. Sprinkle with remaining bacon and cheddar. Bake for 35 minutes or until just set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-8424040846279423696?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/8424040846279423696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=8424040846279423696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8424040846279423696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8424040846279423696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-baking.html' title='Back To Baking'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv6FKV-rVKM/TxuhJUQV9ZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/6e0Su-r8iTI/s72-c/broccollini+tart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-3145570974931970259</id><published>2012-01-21T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T09:11:36.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old friends are the best friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Holiday Slide Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took sooooo many photos. But I know Felicity took about three hundred more than me! Here are some of the hundreds from my camera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's the gorgeous Pacific Ocean (not the Indian that I'm used to seeing!), a street name that I couldn't go past without snapping a pic, a cane toad and the sign at the boat ramp that would make me think twice about putting the boat in the water!﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzboP7nktQY/Txa4I1fcn5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/cx2cuqS6__Q/s1600/beach1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzboP7nktQY/Txa4I1fcn5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/cx2cuqS6__Q/s320/beach1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi5-u8xhM84/TxgPrWWpy-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/mQxQs8Uun6s/s1600/sunnyside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi5-u8xhM84/TxgPrWWpy-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/mQxQs8Uun6s/s320/sunnyside.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V1U5bZr9uvU/TxgQE1Gg7aI/AAAAAAAAAXI/TtDHHTk16VQ/s1600/cane+toad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V1U5bZr9uvU/TxgQE1Gg7aI/AAAAAAAAAXI/TtDHHTk16VQ/s320/cane+toad.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCrXqETVMWM/TxoBeld2ilI/AAAAAAAAAXg/lfnH4mImX4E/s1600/croc+sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCrXqETVMWM/TxoBeld2ilI/AAAAAAAAAXg/lfnH4mImX4E/s320/croc+sign.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favourite houses. Ever. I want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2nyF_lFOZo/TxoIEd1OKGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/CsMdBA86dYE/s1600/fave+house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2nyF_lFOZo/TxoIEd1OKGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/CsMdBA86dYE/s320/fave+house.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxxlNfJgyIY/TxoIuaWsfFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/0-Dit-zjIcw/s1600/house1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxxlNfJgyIY/TxoIuaWsfFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/0-Dit-zjIcw/s320/house1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ge6k7F1JdhE/TxoKJ-dW5tI/AAAAAAAAAYA/4oc8hkgLYQQ/s1600/house3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ge6k7F1JdhE/TxoKJ-dW5tI/AAAAAAAAAYA/4oc8hkgLYQQ/s320/house3.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the block of land that Felicity wanted me to tell Hubby I'd bought so we could move closer to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr8QuqwH9mw/TxoKw0oDLLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/4zt0lg9fif8/s1600/for+sale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr8QuqwH9mw/TxoKw0oDLLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/4zt0lg9fif8/s320/for+sale.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The restaurant we visited for dinner one night (it was fantastic), and a few of the local sights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fMlHyDmt_3U/TxoMA-f4IzI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/RlH0p_JV1Eo/s320/coast.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27j0hLE4Fd8/TxoNhEsuDgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mSevAdR_oKc/s1600/duet+sculpture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27j0hLE4Fd8/TxoNhEsuDgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mSevAdR_oKc/s320/duet+sculpture.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRZu5fAY9aw/TxoN1_6A7MI/AAAAAAAAAYg/yOq152bzleY/s1600/hervey+bay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRZu5fAY9aw/TxoN1_6A7MI/AAAAAAAAAYg/yOq152bzleY/s320/hervey+bay.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwmlnlBdEhE/TxoOV9bcXeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/X2dDvb_DkWY/s1600/mermaid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwmlnlBdEhE/TxoOV9bcXeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/X2dDvb_DkWY/s320/mermaid.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a shot of Felicity and I, taken on our last day by her seven year old daughter. It's off-centre and&amp;nbsp;blurry as all get out and I absolutely love it because it reminds me of a wonderful few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KH-41PVbzxM/TxoPjLYVZKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/seYIANu3RAs/s1600/me+and+felice2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KH-41PVbzxM/TxoPjLYVZKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/seYIANu3RAs/s320/me+and+felice2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_508918926"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_508918927"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-3145570974931970259?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/3145570974931970259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=3145570974931970259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3145570974931970259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3145570974931970259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-slide-night.html' title='Holiday Slide Night!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzboP7nktQY/Txa4I1fcn5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/cx2cuqS6__Q/s72-c/beach1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4410488387290396732</id><published>2012-01-17T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:55:35.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>I'm Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got home after midnight and made it to bed at around one this morning. Sadly the alarm went off at 6am and I was up and off to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybnkn-4AHOc/TxVqb_B127I/AAAAAAAAAWY/Y6V5zyXmlpE/s1600/esplanade+beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybnkn-4AHOc/TxVqb_B127I/AAAAAAAAAWY/Y6V5zyXmlpE/s320/esplanade+beach.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had the most wonderful time visiting Felicity and her gorgeous family. We talked and talked and talked, did some site-seeing, ate out, drank about a thousand cups of tea and talked some more. Her husband very kindly reminded us to stop talking and take a breath on more than one occasion! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3e8m15NaH1E/TxVq_Qa28XI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aUxG_wmzVjk/s1600/beach++breakfast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3e8m15NaH1E/TxVq_Qa28XI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aUxG_wmzVjk/s320/beach++breakfast.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now I'm going to have a cuppa with my very fabulous husband who made the whole trip possible. But I'll be back tomorrow with some more photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4410488387290396732?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4410488387290396732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4410488387290396732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4410488387290396732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4410488387290396732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-home.html' title='I&apos;m Home!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybnkn-4AHOc/TxVqb_B127I/AAAAAAAAAWY/Y6V5zyXmlpE/s72-c/esplanade+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4182430161465174699</id><published>2012-01-11T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:30:43.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>One More Sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've worked, shopped and washed today and bright and early tomorrow morning I'm outta here. I am so excited about seeing Felicity - I can't believe&amp;nbsp;it's been three years! Can't wait to sit down with a cup of tea and just chat away without having to worry how long I've been on the phone and what it's doing to the phone bill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty much every conversation I've had today has started with, "By the way, did you know I'm going to Queensland tomorrow?" Half the people at work are totally excited for me and the other half wish I'd just shut up!&amp;nbsp; Work was busy, busy, busy but I managed to skip my lunch break and get away a little bit early. A quick run into the shops to grab a couple of last minute things then home to get some washing on - some stuff I wanted to take away with me and getting my work clothes washed because I'll get home after midnight on Monday night (Tuesday morning really!) and need to be at work to collect last minute info at 8.30 Tuesday morning to take it into a 9am meeting. Might need some matchsticks to hold my eye-lids up that day. But I'll deal with all that then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm packed, I have a book and a magazine for the plane and Hubby has the kid stuff under control for the next few days (and I'll be speaking to them pretty much every day anyway). Right now I'm enjoying a cuppa and the last fruit mince pie, then onto very important holiday prep - leg shaving and toe nail painting - and then bed. I'm thinking a couple of panadol might be in order to make sure I actually go to sleep. I think 4.30am is gonna arrive really soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not sure I'll have a chance to post while I'm away (too many cups of tea to drink and too much talking to do) but I promise I'll share photos when I get back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4182430161465174699?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4182430161465174699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4182430161465174699&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4182430161465174699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4182430161465174699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-more-sleep.html' title='One More Sleep!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7628261846195611363</id><published>2012-01-10T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:20:22.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>So, Did I Tell You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That I'm going to Queensland? Oh yes I am! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Hubby totally outdid himself with my awesome birthday party he took it to a whole new level with my birthday present -&amp;nbsp;a plane ticket to visit one my BFF's who just happens to live in Queensland. You might remember me talking about the very gorgeous, very lovely and just all round super nice Felicity when we lived up in Red Dirt Central? Her twins are the same age as Offspring #2 and we hit it off straight away. We left Red Dirt Central to come back to Perth and some time later Felicity and her family left to return to Queensland. We've stayed in touch (thank heavens for Facebook which make it so easy to keep up with my friends who are scattered through the country and even the world!) and although I invited her to my party I knew she wasn't going to be able to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hubby to the rescue! As he said, "If Mohamed won't come to the mountain, I'll have to send the mountain to visit Mohamed. Or Felicity." It was one of those completely unexpected, totally out of the blue presents that just blow you away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm going to Queensland. All by myself. For five days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I leave on Thursday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7628261846195611363?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7628261846195611363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7628261846195611363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7628261846195611363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7628261846195611363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-did-i-tell-you.html' title='So, Did I Tell You...'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6888966359183465510</id><published>2012-01-08T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:45:35.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hills'/><title type='text'>Chookie Paradise</title><content type='html'>Hubby finished of the chook (chicken or hen, for you out of towners!) pen and then he and the kids headed off to get us some chooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the chook pen in all its over-engineered, Taj Mahal like glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwSJSvW0Lw8/TwkBiO0e7pI/AAAAAAAAAWA/WccqwvxIvMo/s1600/chook+pen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwSJSvW0Lw8/TwkBiO0e7pI/AAAAAAAAAWA/WccqwvxIvMo/s320/chook+pen.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And the girls' accommodation. Complete with gas lanterns and railings to tie the horses when the roosters ride into to town and call in to visit. No, not really. It's not that sort of a hen house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mF5_s147YbE/TwkA623cXJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/EXtnkXWS-uw/s1600/chook+house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mF5_s147YbE/TwkA623cXJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/EXtnkXWS-uw/s320/chook+house.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And here are a couple of the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XErFkQZAybY/TwkCGbDeESI/AAAAAAAAAWI/6eRT4QRXNig/s1600/chook1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XErFkQZAybY/TwkCGbDeESI/AAAAAAAAAWI/6eRT4QRXNig/s320/chook1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE2lVlvUOKQ/TwkCg0fcG_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YPLO0uUYDSI/s1600/chook2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE2lVlvUOKQ/TwkCg0fcG_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YPLO0uUYDSI/s320/chook2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;They look a bit scrawny and tattered because they're ex-battery hens. Hubby heard from one the neighbours that one of the egg farms sells their hens off for $5 when they're not 'producing as well as they should' ie, they drop down to an egg ever day or two rather than pumping out two eggs a day. We've been told that within a couple of months of space, food and care they'll be back to an egg a day and a couple of months after that they should have regrown their feathers and look a little more, um... attractive. In the meantime they're having a ball scratching in the dirt, pigging out on vegie scraps and exploring their pen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And the kids are having a ball checking on the chooks every five minutes,&amp;nbsp;reporting back to us on how the girls are doing and collecting the eggs. Because, despite them being considered 'past it' and 'poor layers' the six chooks have still pumped out five&amp;nbsp;eggs each day. I'm hoping that means they aren't too traumatised and are loving their new home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6888966359183465510?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6888966359183465510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6888966359183465510&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6888966359183465510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6888966359183465510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/chookie-paradise.html' title='Chookie Paradise'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwSJSvW0Lw8/TwkBiO0e7pI/AAAAAAAAAWA/WccqwvxIvMo/s72-c/chook+pen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-722786707092503692</id><published>2012-01-05T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T18:40:26.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>How Are My Children Different?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me count the ways!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They have always been polar opposites in looks but as their own characters form their other differences become more and more apparent too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of the way through dinner tonight&amp;nbsp;they asked "is there any dessert?" When told 'no' boy-child polished off his dinner because 'otherwise I'll still be hungry' while girl-child shrugged her shoulders and declared she was finished&amp;nbsp;- she obviously saw no point in finishing the rest of her dinner if there was no sweet treat at the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-722786707092503692?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/722786707092503692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=722786707092503692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/722786707092503692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/722786707092503692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-are-my-children-different.html' title='How Are My Children Different?'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4475682141013932462</id><published>2012-01-03T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:48:23.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hills'/><title type='text'>Gotta Love Holiday Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We took a break from the house cleaning and chook pen building to pack a picnic morning tea,&amp;nbsp;throw the canoe on top of the car and take the kids to the lake for the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids played in the water, we all had a paddle on the lake, we pigged out on fruit, dip and vegie sticks and finished the last of the only-at-Christmas-coz-it's-special coloured popcorn. Then we&amp;nbsp;paddled some more, played more, threw a tennis ball for the boy-child to catch in the water about three thousand times and finally all had an ice-cream from the cafe to top off a fun, relaxing and totally enjoyable family morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some of the pics I did manage to get before my memory card was full. I really must remember to empty that thing - Offspring #2's ice-cream smile really should have been immortalised here too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxMtH_7hi0E/TwMExNquXxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Jeuq4ll6Y5k/s1600/libby+lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxMtH_7hi0E/TwMExNquXxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Jeuq4ll6Y5k/s320/libby+lake.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qcp8a10uNWA/TwMFaHuAZyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8Mxn9HbLZNI/s1600/lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qcp8a10uNWA/TwMFaHuAZyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8Mxn9HbLZNI/s320/lake.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kDpHNCk0aRA/TwMFvvkpXbI/AAAAAAAAAVk/q5RvCH5LMPQ/s1600/boys+lake1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kDpHNCk0aRA/TwMFvvkpXbI/AAAAAAAAAVk/q5RvCH5LMPQ/s320/boys+lake1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skBHNOtzQuI/TwMGSpQam7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TvLTjdkwYc/s1600/boys+lake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skBHNOtzQuI/TwMGSpQam7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/9TvLTjdkwYc/s320/boys+lake2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4475682141013932462?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4475682141013932462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4475682141013932462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4475682141013932462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4475682141013932462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/gotta-love-holiday-time.html' title='Gotta Love Holiday Time'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxMtH_7hi0E/TwMExNquXxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Jeuq4ll6Y5k/s72-c/libby+lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7024347899092815515</id><published>2012-01-02T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:52:00.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah, I know. Such an original title. Here's a post of random flotsam and jetsam to get me back into the swing of all things bloggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a very quiet New Year's Eve - partly because I was still feeling a little under the weather and partly because we were just worn out after all the birthday/Christmas/Boxing Day celebrations. Did a bit of shopping with the kids in the afternoon - them spending their Christmas money and us getting as much of their school stuff as we could - then saw Happy Feet 2 (umm... don't bother) before picking up take-away noodles for dinner. Sparklers at 8.30 and kidlets tucked up into bed at 9pm. Lovely. Offspring #1 did kick up a bit of a fuss that he didn't get to stay up till midnight but we told him that 9pm here was midnight on the East coast (ie where his much loved, admired and adored Aunty Carmen lives) so he was in fact celebrating at midnight. And he bought it. Don't think I'll get away with that one next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I received lots of vouchers for my birthday and have had a lovely time spending them all about the place. I'll share some pics of my purchases later in the week - it's dark now and if I try to take any photos they'll only look yellow and crappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've done a bit of research on kidney stones and diets that reduce their likelihood. OMG! Don't google stuff unless you want to be scared stupid people. But the main idea seems to be no salt, no dark cola (ie my lifeblood, the coca-da-cola), no chocolate and no potatoes. I know I need to look at it in more detail and will do so in the next little bit, and of course it's all worth it to not ever go through that pain again, but c'mon. Salt and chocolate are food groups as far as I'm concerned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The ever clever hubby is being his usual ever clever self. He's in the midst of building the Taj Mahal of chook pens. This thing is enormous, a work of art and worthy of holding something way more exciting than four chookies. But, chookies it will hold. And hopefully by the end of the week too. Pics to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was also very clever and fixed the bed when I broke it. Twice. No, I wasn't doing anything exciting but I did learn a valuable lesson. Sometimes you need to ask for help to move furniture. Otherwise it breaks. Twice. Luckily he's ever clever and fixed the broken weld (ummm, okay, both of them) and then put the bed back together before I could break it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The reason I needed to move the bed in the first place is because I've been on a cleaning frenzy. And no, not and OCD induced frenzy. This one is a good healthy "Gosh I'm sick of the mess and I need to make the house look like I want it to instead of an episode of Hoarders". I'm working through a room at a time, moving furniture, giving everything a good clean from skirting board to cornices and everything in between. The trailer is filling up with stuff that was either a) general clutter, b) things that serve no purpose whatsoever, c) broken stuff or d) all of the above. I have books for the second hand book store, things for the op shop, various bits and pieces to be returned and stuff to be donated. Tomorrow afternoon is the living room and, if there's enough time, both bathrooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we're taking the kids on a picnic tomorrow morning.&amp;nbsp;There will be water, sun, sand and me and my camera hoping to catch some gorgeous summer shots of the kids having fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7024347899092815515?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7024347899092815515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7024347899092815515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7024347899092815515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7024347899092815515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2072027893330885132</id><published>2011-12-29T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T20:45:15.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need some sleep.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t recover quite as quickly as I used to'/><title type='text'>Not Such A Pleasant Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kidney Stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that seems to be the general verdict from everyone I talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not a whole heap of fun. And everyone who says they've heard they can be worse than childbirth or a broken bone? Yeah, they're right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe this turning 40 thing isn't quite that much fun, after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2072027893330885132?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2072027893330885132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2072027893330885132&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2072027893330885132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2072027893330885132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-such-pleasant-discovery.html' title='Not Such A Pleasant Discovery'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-351246026352657010</id><published>2011-12-27T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:04:01.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hills'/><title type='text'>Christmas Photo Dump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like so many others, we alternate whose family we spend Christmas Day with - this year was with Hubby's family and Boxing Day was spent with mine. So two huge days of celebrating, eating, drinking, presents, more eating and then a bit more celebrating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some of the shots I love most from the past couple of days. 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Santa himself came to visit this evening - handing out lollies and kindly escorted by the local volunteer fire-brigade. I love living somewhere that does that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NfhMoOVhBqE/TvW_MJcuZhI/AAAAAAAAASk/D7ujosGmBrM/s1600/santa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NfhMoOVhBqE/TvW_MJcuZhI/AAAAAAAAASk/D7ujosGmBrM/s320/santa.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;And the kids have opened their Christmas Eve present (pj's and a Santa hat), the aim of which is to bring the excitement levels down just a notch but this year it seems to have had the opposite effect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seEG_nj_t1I/TvW_lTKWrkI/AAAAAAAAASw/Spof8sOUEUM/s1600/christmas+eve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seEG_nj_t1I/TvW_lTKWrkI/AAAAAAAAASw/Spof8sOUEUM/s320/christmas+eve.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We've left the carrots and bucket of water out for the reindeer.&amp;nbsp;There's a plate of home-made Rocky Road and a nice cold beer waiting on the table for Santa. And the stockings have been carefully hung in their traditional place on the back of the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now I'm going to wait for&amp;nbsp;my own little elves to fall asleep and then I'll finish wrapping all the presents with the Carols In The Domain (or whatever one it is that's on tonight) on the tv&amp;nbsp;in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whatever you're doing tomorrow, I hope you're sharing Christmas with loved ones and that you all have a wonderfully Merry Christmas. Much love to you all from the house on the hill xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-291312391921118493?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/291312391921118493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=291312391921118493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/291312391921118493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/291312391921118493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-eve.html' title='Merry Christmas Eve!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NfhMoOVhBqE/TvW_MJcuZhI/AAAAAAAAASk/D7ujosGmBrM/s72-c/santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-3782354338131191241</id><published>2011-12-23T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T22:53:13.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>On The Other Side!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow! After what seemed like a week of celebrating (and,&amp;nbsp; let's be honest, actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a week of celebrating!) I finally hit the big Four Oh yesterday and what a day I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hubby, after seriously outdoing himself with all the party stuff, totally surprised me with his gift. He's sending me off to see one of my bff's from Red Dirt Central who now lives in Queensland! He made secret phone calls across the country, booked the tickets and threatened the kids with certain death if they spilled the secret. And then he handed me my birthday card, waited for the tears and calmly handed me a tissue. I am SOOOOO excited! The big trip is in a couple of weeks but I reckon Felicity and I will burn up the phone lines between now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a family lunch with more pressies and another birthday cake - this one was a pile of delicious custard filled profiteroles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5er2vorf1Q/TvSUO8IhNxI/AAAAAAAAASA/urGw32IeS50/s1600/profiterole+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5er2vorf1Q/TvSUO8IhNxI/AAAAAAAAASA/urGw32IeS50/s320/profiterole+cake.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I got a couple of nice pics with the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUoPh2Ypbac/TvSUmwM1BxI/AAAAAAAAASM/hp74hHuItyg/s1600/me+and+kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUoPh2Ypbac/TvSUmwM1BxI/AAAAAAAAASM/hp74hHuItyg/s320/me+and+kids.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a short rest we headed off to to&amp;nbsp;dinner at another bff's house. And enjoyed &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; birthday cake, this time made by the very gorgeous daughter of the house who is&amp;nbsp;turning into quite the chef. The photo really doesn't do the cake justice but it was beautifully decorated and ever so delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJe2BGxslQY/TvSU-bzSB5I/AAAAAAAAASY/A-_cQY4Bflo/s1600/butterfly+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJe2BGxslQY/TvSU-bzSB5I/AAAAAAAAASY/A-_cQY4Bflo/s320/butterfly+cake.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so the curtain finally draws to a close on my fabulous 40th birthday. It was the most fun-filled, love filled, wonderful birthday and I've had the most amazing time celebrating it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-3782354338131191241?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/3782354338131191241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=3782354338131191241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3782354338131191241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3782354338131191241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-other-side.html' title='On The Other Side!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5er2vorf1Q/TvSUO8IhNxI/AAAAAAAAASA/urGw32IeS50/s72-c/profiterole+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6622614566183865774</id><published>2011-12-21T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T17:28:32.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>Downhilll Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I've done washing, tidied the house, helped supervise a pool party, finished the Christmas shopping (and if I haven't got it all now, it's not gonna happen cos I'm not going back again). I do still have the food shopping to do and might duck out after the kids have gone to bed to get that out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But right now? I'm about to crack open a bottle of wine and enjoy a last drink on the last day of my thirties. And when I wake up tomorrow I'll be in a whole new part of my life. If, as 'they' say, life does begin at 40... I say bring it on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6622614566183865774?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6622614566183865774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6622614566183865774&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6622614566183865774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6622614566183865774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/downhilll-slide.html' title='Downhilll Slide'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5769055793796165258</id><published>2011-12-19T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:39:01.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need some sleep.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t recover quite as quickly as I used to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gotta love a girl with a new do'/><title type='text'>Almost 40!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's my birthday later in the week and, as most of you know, it's a big one. The big Four-Oh! And in order to celebrate in a way that we'd be sure to remember for years it was decided that I'd have an 80's themed Formal do. Hubby went a little bit crazy on a Chinese website buying all manner of party extras - strobe lights, laser lights, mirror tile stickers and then set to work making the back deck into party central. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People. It was AWESOME!! I haven't laughed so much,&amp;nbsp;danced so much or had so much fun in years.&amp;nbsp; And since just about every single photo of me has me holding a glass of bubbly I think it's fair to say there may have been champagne involved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had my hair done in the afternoon so that it was suitably 80's in style&amp;nbsp;- big curls and all swept upon one side - and slathered on the blue eyeshadow and blue eyeliner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSuW0jGmU-0/Tu8fU8KQ_MI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/J2kOsS7Lm80/s1600/40+pic+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSuW0jGmU-0/Tu8fU8KQ_MI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/J2kOsS7Lm80/s320/40+pic+copy.jpg" width="227px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hubby made the most spectacular decorations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOggqmcHQzU/Tu8ux-PtQSI/AAAAAAAAARo/-GAU-KqBzkg/s1600/party1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOggqmcHQzU/Tu8ux-PtQSI/AAAAAAAAARo/-GAU-KqBzkg/s320/party1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My girlfriends frocked up appropriately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEVERnNVHJs/Tu8powKy5gI/AAAAAAAAARA/NISR3N4mDt4/s1600/party18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEVERnNVHJs/Tu8powKy5gI/AAAAAAAAARA/NISR3N4mDt4/s320/party18.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the boys did their part too. (I made Hubby shave off his beard so he could rock the Magnum mo. I have a &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; for Magnum. Hubby's darn lucky I didn't make him wear high waisted tight shorts to go with his Hawaiian shirt and Magnum mo!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1VuTIMtX3U/Tu8q9PR8NhI/AAAAAAAAARI/0qJOaS4_CGI/s1600/party28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1VuTIMtX3U/Tu8q9PR8NhI/AAAAAAAAARI/0qJOaS4_CGI/s320/party28.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we took to the dance floor with the seven hour playlist of 80's music, admired ourselves in the mirrored wall, exclaimed over the lights and laughed ourselves silly when we couldn't see each other when someone got&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp; bit over-enthusiastic with the smoke machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQZnpOAf4Fs/Tu8s09KY5dI/AAAAAAAAARg/F5GmKhzEXpA/s1600/party29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQZnpOAf4Fs/Tu8s09KY5dI/AAAAAAAAARg/F5GmKhzEXpA/s320/party29.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwczIoGp75w/Tu8rf1MCSYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/lzLz1_jcWmI/s1600/party33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwczIoGp75w/Tu8rf1MCSYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/lzLz1_jcWmI/s320/party33.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A friend of a friend make the special request birthday cake that was&amp;nbsp;a work of art in itself. I was thrilled with it. And it tasted great too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSPHyZSMxjI/Tu8rx_AW_9I/AAAAAAAAARY/s5rkQRuFxKc/s1600/party26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSPHyZSMxjI/Tu8rx_AW_9I/AAAAAAAAARY/s5rkQRuFxKc/s320/party26.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had such a fantastic time that I suggested to Hubby we should do it all over again soon. Like maybe for New Year's Eve. He rolled his eyes, shook his head and walked away laughing. I'm gonna take that as a 'yes'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5769055793796165258?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5769055793796165258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5769055793796165258&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5769055793796165258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5769055793796165258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/almost-40.html' title='Almost 40!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSuW0jGmU-0/Tu8fU8KQ_MI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/J2kOsS7Lm80/s72-c/40+pic+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6448619416107632754</id><published>2011-12-12T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T21:06:51.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><title type='text'>Almost There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The end of the school year is just two days away and we're all looking forward to the holidays. Sleep ins, family time, lots of playing and some nice treats in the middle. I've still got lots of Christmas stuff to get organised but I finally got the teacher's presents done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoGIhCHs2Oc/TuX-mlvRDAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OfSJatkcUuw/s1600/cookie+mix+jars2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoGIhCHs2Oc/TuX-mlvRDAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OfSJatkcUuw/s320/cookie+mix+jars2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went with the Cookie Mix In A Jar again this year and, with half of them distributed today and the rest being delivered tomorrow, they have been very well received. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6448619416107632754?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6448619416107632754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6448619416107632754&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6448619416107632754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6448619416107632754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/almost-there.html' title='Almost There'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoGIhCHs2Oc/TuX-mlvRDAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OfSJatkcUuw/s72-c/cookie+mix+jars2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2950541274474366737</id><published>2011-12-11T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:17:46.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need some sleep.'/><title type='text'>Diary Of A Week That Was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow! I know we're all saying it but the weeks are flying by at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday: House chores, food shopping, baking for Tuesday night, Carols by Candlelight at school. Late night for the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday: Grumpy kids from late night. Work, race home to throw together pavlova and collect other baked goods, kids and Hubby then across to Mum's for dinner with a truckload of rellies (relatives for those unfamiliar with the Aussie version) who are in town for a wedding. Late night for&amp;nbsp; the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday: Even grumpier kids from the night before. Work. Catch up on washing, ironing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday: You guessed it, kids are still grumpy. Start out for work before realising that the 'unpleasant' start to my morning was actually a tummy bug of sorts. Ring boss, go home. Alternate between couch and toilet. Ick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday: Kids are slightly less grumpy (thanks heavens!). Final school assembly of the year that goes on and on and on. House chores. Fast food filthy Friday. Made a start on wrapping the Christmas presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday: Early start for swimming lessons, a bit of shopping, Santa photos, Offspring #1 to a birthday party, house cleaning, more washing, collect #1 and out to dinner for a friends 50th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday: Sleeeeeeep in! And now on the with rest of the chores, food shopping because I'm working most of the week,&amp;nbsp;baking, finishing off the teacher gifts for school and I rather suspect Hubby's going to have me out raking leaves at some point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2950541274474366737?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2950541274474366737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2950541274474366737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2950541274474366737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2950541274474366737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/diary-of-week-that-was.html' title='Diary Of A Week That Was'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4723740137813155797</id><published>2011-12-04T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T17:25:45.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>My Gappy Girl, Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rather sooner than I was expecting, but after much (MUCH!) wobbling Offspring #2 presented this smile to me this afternoon. Okay, smile might be stretching it a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIllvDDhOt0/Tts70m8DueI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VDpDWU9thk8/s1600/libby+teeth2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIllvDDhOt0/Tts70m8DueI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VDpDWU9thk8/s320/libby+teeth2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year's Santa photo is gonna be fab. And thanks heavens the family photos we had booked in the lead up to Christmas happened last weekend. You know, when she still had teeth in her head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4723740137813155797?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4723740137813155797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4723740137813155797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4723740137813155797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4723740137813155797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-gappy-girl-part-ii.html' title='My Gappy Girl, Part II'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIllvDDhOt0/Tts70m8DueI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VDpDWU9thk8/s72-c/libby+teeth2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6810082500957473947</id><published>2011-12-03T06:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T06:20:15.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitions'/><title type='text'>And The Winner Is....</title><content type='html'>With only six comments (and only five valid ones - sorry Dr Alice, I'll get to your request in the next few days!) Hubby was given the honour of rolling the dice to come up with the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dw2qZpirOao/TtlNXmEPs9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/wGfwz90d_1Q/s1600/winner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dw2qZpirOao/TtlNXmEPs9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/wGfwz90d_1Q/s320/winner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations Anne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your prize is in the mail. Happy Shopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6810082500957473947?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6810082500957473947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6810082500957473947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6810082500957473947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6810082500957473947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-winner-is.html' title='And The Winner Is....'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dw2qZpirOao/TtlNXmEPs9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/wGfwz90d_1Q/s72-c/winner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4621240602680414132</id><published>2011-12-01T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T19:54:44.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitions'/><title type='text'>Prize-a-palooza Take III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The third and final competition, courtesy of Mums United and Soup, is up and running. It's open from now until 6pm Perth time, tomorrow (Friday, 2nd Dec).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's up for grabs? A gift card for Kmart, valued at $100. The idea is that you'll use it to purchase things that will help you be more active - whether that's sports equipment for the kids, new work-out gear for yourself or some fun pool toys. And considering that Christmas is just a few weeks away I'm thinking this is pretty good timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do you have to do? I'm going to make you work for this one. You need to answer a couple of simple question to be in the running and I'll be drawing the winner at random.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who can enter? As long as you're in Australia, you can enter. Just leave your answers as a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Questions 1: Tell me one recipe that you've tried from my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Questions 2: How did it turn out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Questions 3: Would you make it again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See, easy! Good luck!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4621240602680414132?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4621240602680414132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4621240602680414132&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4621240602680414132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4621240602680414132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/12/prize-palooza-take-iii.html' title='Prize-a-palooza Take III'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-1582681468285314490</id><published>2011-11-30T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:32:35.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Time For A Visit</title><content type='html'>From the Tooth Fairy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7AlN3LMi-M/TtYv32Jm1mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WSBwkausHyQ/s1600/Libby+tooth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7AlN3LMi-M/TtYv32Jm1mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WSBwkausHyQ/s320/Libby+tooth.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other front tooth is kinda wobbly too and we're wondering if we might be singing a certain song about Christmas and the wanting of teeth in the next few weeks... (and yes, that's chocolate on her face. She spent the afternoon at a birthday party and came home all sugar-ed up and covered in chocolate).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-1582681468285314490?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/1582681468285314490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=1582681468285314490&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1582681468285314490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1582681468285314490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/time-for-visit.html' title='Time For A Visit'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7AlN3LMi-M/TtYv32Jm1mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WSBwkausHyQ/s72-c/Libby+tooth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5880542716852772459</id><published>2011-11-24T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T20:13:04.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Just Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had big plans to run the final competition today but instead have developed the head cold from hell. From Hell people! My poor head is so stuffed up - I can't hear, breathe through my nose, swallow without wincing and my normally nasal Aussie twang is decidedly more nasal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I'll get back to you on when the comp will run. Probably the beginning of next week instead (I know lots of you check in at work and I want as many of you to have a chance as possible) - I'll give you some advance warning because this comp is going to be short, sweet, fast and furious. Well, that might be a bit optimistic but it'll only run for a couple of hours so you'll have to get in quick once it opens. Stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and the head cold? We can firmly blame that on the girl child who battled asthma attacks most of last week which left me with a severe sleep deficit which in turn left me quite run down and susceptible to the bugs and germs floating around at the moment. Bloody kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5880542716852772459?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5880542716852772459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5880542716852772459&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5880542716852772459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5880542716852772459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-stuff.html' title='Just Stuff'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-3991719092250319461</id><published>2011-11-22T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:30:59.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay! Hubby's been (re)appointed as to a permanent position in his job. He had permanency years ago, then I talked him into getting a different job and we moved up to Red Dirt Central, then back to Perth again, then he worked in industry for a couple of years and&amp;nbsp;eventually went back to his old job. But without permanency. And &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;, all these years later (and after me promising that I will never make him move house or apply for jobs on his behalf ever again) he has his permanency back. And is attached to one workplace. Like, forever. Woot Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enormous relief all round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Except for the never moving house again bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But really, all super-duper goodliness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-3991719092250319461?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/3991719092250319461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=3991719092250319461&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3991719092250319461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3991719092250319461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/gratituesday.html' title='Gratituesday'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-3410598432508352713</id><published>2011-11-21T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:40:51.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menu plan monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leftovers'/><title type='text'>Menus and Easy Meals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it's been a while since I shared a menu plan with you all. I'm still planning away with the best of them but the plans haven't been particularly exciting of late. I can't, in all honesty, say that this week is any more exciting but we're having&amp;nbsp;a few dishes that we all like so I thought I'd add in some links to meals I've posted before for you to re-visit. Tonight's dinner is below and this week I'm also planning on &lt;a href="http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-bbq-chicken-ever.html" target="_blank"&gt;Herb and Mustard Barbecued Chicken&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-did-i-wait-so-long.html" target="_blank"&gt;Chicken Master Blaster&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; and a BBQ with this delish looking &lt;a href="http://melody-biglittlesister.blogspot.com/2011/11/crispy-ham-and-pear-salad.html" target="_blank"&gt;Proscuitto and Pear Salad&lt;/a&gt; courtesy of Melody at &lt;a href="http://melody-biglittlesister.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;biglittlesister&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jodi asked me for some easy Christmas dish ideas so I threw together something for dinner that I think would be a nice addition to the Christmas table. It would also be a good 'using up the leftovers' kind of meal too. It was delicious, a little bit different from a regular salad and it was also dead simple. In the interests of full disclosure I will point out that, as I was wanting the offspring to eat dinner I used some yummy beef sausages rather than chorizo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Warm Roasted Vegetable Salad with Chorizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLlLQ_z3rBs/Tso10LE9K7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/bBejSpSJSHQ/s1600/Roasted+Vegetable+Salad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLlLQ_z3rBs/Tso10LE9K7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/bBejSpSJSHQ/s320/Roasted+Vegetable+Salad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 bag mixed lettuce leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 medium potatoes, chopped in half then each half into 8 pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 red onion, quartered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 carrots, topped and tailed, peeled and sliced length ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/2 butternut pumpkin, peeled and chopped into 5cm (2 inch) squares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 handfuls of green beans, topped and tailed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/2 punnet cherry tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 tablespoon pine nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 tablespoon sunflower seeds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;feta cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 chorizo sausages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Preheat oven to 200C. Place potatoes in large roasting dish, toss with olive oil and season with salt and pepper. Cover with alfoil and bake in oven for 30 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remove potatoes from oven, add other vegetables (except tomatoes) to the roasting dish. Return to oven and cook, uncovered for a further 30 minutes. Add tomatoes and cook a further 20 minutes until vegetables are browned and tender. Remove from oven and set aside to cool slightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While vegetables are cooling, place pine nuts and sunflower seeds in a dry frying pan and gently brown over medium heat for 5 or so minutes. Set browned seed mixture aside to cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cook chorizo sausages. Drain the sausages on paper towel and then slice them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Empty the bag of lettuce leaves onto&amp;nbsp;a large serving platter. Arrange roasted vegetables over the lettuce. Add sliced chorizo. Crumble feta over the top of the salad and sprinkle with toasted pine nuts and sunflower seeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-3410598432508352713?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/3410598432508352713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=3410598432508352713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3410598432508352713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3410598432508352713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/menus-and-easy-meals.html' title='Menus and Easy Meals'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLlLQ_z3rBs/Tso10LE9K7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/bBejSpSJSHQ/s72-c/Roasted+Vegetable+Salad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7684088552072828859</id><published>2011-11-18T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:25:04.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitions'/><title type='text'>And The Winner Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My wee girl has helped me select a winner - very scientific methods again, this time involving numbers, eyes closed, selecting a slip of paper and announcing that number 4 was the winning number. And the person who left the fourth comment was....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Drum roll please...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;SUE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Congrats to you Sue. I'm sure your boy will think his new baseball cleats are just wonderful and I'm equally sure the household budget will be pleased with them too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And for the rest of you... stay tuned. All is not lost. I've got one more comp coming up - it's going to be fast and furious and it'll be happening next week. Stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7684088552072828859?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7684088552072828859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7684088552072828859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7684088552072828859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7684088552072828859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-winner-is.html' title='And The Winner Is...'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-9121335786863175862</id><published>2011-11-18T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T07:14:51.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitions'/><title type='text'>Counting Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Friday peeps! It's a gorgeous sunny morning her in the hills, I've been out for my walk and am raring to go. What are you up to today? Is it the final day of your working week? Day off to do something nice? Or just catching up on all the chores before the weekend hits? Either way, I hope you have a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a quick reminder - we're in the final hours of the competition for the $100 Rebel Sports giftcard. Scroll down a bit to the Prize-a-palooza II post and leave a comment to enter. Simple.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll be drawing the winner tonight and so far there are only 10 entries so the odds are pretty darn good. Good Luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-9121335786863175862?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/9121335786863175862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=9121335786863175862&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/9121335786863175862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/9121335786863175862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/counting-down.html' title='Counting Down'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6486746963140076929</id><published>2011-11-17T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:44:50.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Not Quite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #2 has been bringing reading books home for a while now and her reading is coming along in leaps and bounds. She's got site words happening and is reading simple beginner books and, as the book-loving, English teaching mummy, I couldn't be more proud to see her growing and learning and loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So today a new little book came home. The title is "Rhymes with Goat" and it's has a picture and a word for each page. Goat, coat,&amp;nbsp;boat, etc. We sound it out - B - oat, boat. And then go onto the next one. We hit moat. M-oat. Moat. There was a picture of a castle with a moat and it was all looking good. So I asked her if she knew what a moat was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yep. A&amp;nbsp;'mote control. You know, what you use to change the channel on the tv?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cue Hubby and I giggling and&amp;nbsp;a quick explanation of castles, moats and their uses. She thinks the 'mote control is a much better idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS Don't forget to enter my competition to win a $100 Rebel Sports gift voucher. Just scroll down a little till you reach the Prize-a-palooza II post, leave a comment and you'll be in the running. It closes tomorrow at 6pm so get a wriggle on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6486746963140076929?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6486746963140076929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6486746963140076929&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6486746963140076929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6486746963140076929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-quite.html' title='Not Quite'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-415203802182254354</id><published>2011-11-16T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:28:18.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>NaNo is a no-no</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember not so long ago when I got all crazy (okay, crazier!) and announced that I was giving NaNoWriMo 2011 a go? Well working on the plan that you write 50,000 words over the 30 days of November you're encouraged to aim for 1600 words each day. And at the end of the first week I had a grand total of zero words. Yep, zilch, zip, nada. Not a single word had made it onto paper and I totally beat myself up trying to work out how I could write 12,000 or so words in a way that helped the story I started last year (made it to 28,000 then) and made some sort of sense all inside a day or two. Then, finally, I had a brief moment of&amp;nbsp;clarity and common sense and realised that, actually, I had a whole heap going on and I really, really didn't have the time, energy or will to take on one more thing. And the sense of relief was overwhelming. OVERWHELMING! And that helped me regain just the teensiest bit of sanity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm not doing NaNoWriMo 2011 after all. But I do love what I have written so far so I;m not pushing the writing idea entirely aside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to submit an enrolment application&amp;nbsp;for a degree course for next year. And that's kinda crazy too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-415203802182254354?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/415203802182254354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=415203802182254354&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/415203802182254354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/415203802182254354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/nano-is-no-no.html' title='NaNo is a no-no'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5692352905448095249</id><published>2011-11-15T06:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T07:13:25.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitions'/><title type='text'>Prize-a-palooza Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay, it's time for the second competition. Thanks once again to Mum's United and Soup for providing the prize and it's a doozy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Up for grabs is a Rebel Sports gift card valued at $100. That's right, $100 to spend on whatever makes you happy at Rebel Sports. Need new shoes for netball? There you go. Need something to wear when you take up that class at your local gym? Here it is. Want some sports equipment for the kids? Well then you need this. And with the timing of this one I think it'd come in mighty handy for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All you need to do to enter is leave a comment. And it can be about anything at all - what you're doing today, what's for dinner tonight, what you did on the weekend, something strange or weird or wonderful that you've learned recently. Anything. Competition closes at 6pm (Perth time) on Friday 18th November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, the winner will be chosen completely at random and you must be in Australia to be eligible. So get to commenting. And good luck!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5692352905448095249?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5692352905448095249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5692352905448095249&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5692352905448095249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5692352905448095249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/prize-palooza-part-ii.html' title='Prize-a-palooza Part II'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6370610838526857119</id><published>2011-11-13T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T18:32:24.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need some sleep.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my husband is... awesome'/><title type='text'>Moments Like These</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know those little moments where the love of your life does something so extraordinarily sweet and chick-flick romantic movie-ish that your insides melt a little bit and you wonder what you did to deserve someone who loves you so much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is what Hubby served me for Sunday night easy-peasy, what can I find in the fridge/freezer, dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UDrxhwC8vBc/Tr-cKwR90VI/AAAAAAAAAP4/50I-iBDVxIM/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UDrxhwC8vBc/Tr-cKwR90VI/AAAAAAAAAP4/50I-iBDVxIM/s320/love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, I'm totally over-tired. But this make me smiley and teary and ridiculously happy all at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6370610838526857119?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6370610838526857119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6370610838526857119&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6370610838526857119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6370610838526857119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/moments-like-these.html' title='Moments Like These'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UDrxhwC8vBc/Tr-cKwR90VI/AAAAAAAAAP4/50I-iBDVxIM/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-528236342832873885</id><published>2011-11-11T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:43:10.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musings'/><title type='text'>Friday On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow, that was a busy day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #2's class presented the school assembly today - soooooo cute. They were all dressed as dentists, teeth or tubes of toothpaste and sang a couple of songs about teeth and brushing. And to top it off #2 received an honour certificate. Very proud mummy moment there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2w3ctXTPvY/Tr0l25V5M9I/AAAAAAAAAPw/VrAeHcNSFTQ/s1600/assembly+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2w3ctXTPvY/Tr0l25V5M9I/AAAAAAAAAPw/VrAeHcNSFTQ/s320/assembly+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then off to watch #1 competing at the interschool sports carnival. Not an altogether difficult task - sit in the shade of some lovely big gumtrees, surrounded by other mum friends from school, and spend a few hours chatting, catching up on the news and cheering for the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Add in some cleaning, several loads of washing, a quick drink with a former boss visiting from interstate, home again in time for dinner and packing for a night away with the kids and I'm looking at the clock and wondering what happened to my day. The walk that started the day at 5.30am seems like a very, very long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I'm off with the kids for a quick getaway so I'll be back early in the week with a new competition. Have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-528236342832873885?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/528236342832873885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=528236342832873885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/528236342832873885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/528236342832873885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-on-my-mind.html' title='Friday On My Mind'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2w3ctXTPvY/Tr0l25V5M9I/AAAAAAAAAPw/VrAeHcNSFTQ/s72-c/assembly+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7716557135176702010</id><published>2011-11-10T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:43:02.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitions'/><title type='text'>And The Winners Are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a very unscientific way I gathered together all of the entries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4ibBx8bqVU/TrvD-uf-PBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yrNWH8dI87U/s1600/competition1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4ibBx8bqVU/TrvD-uf-PBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yrNWH8dI87U/s320/competition1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crumpled them up and put them in a small bowl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_5eFAL0SBoE/TrvEZSyYwdI/AAAAAAAAAPY/eT7uiE5XcTU/s1600/competition2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_5eFAL0SBoE/TrvEZSyYwdI/AAAAAAAAAPY/eT7uiE5XcTU/s320/competition2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And picked out my three winners!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BOYNzNlJN3w/TrvGIAj5K3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/MIlwGFyPwek/s1600/competition3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BOYNzNlJN3w/TrvGIAj5K3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/MIlwGFyPwek/s320/competition3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Huge congrats to RebeccaR, Andy Pandy and Jen. Please email me your details and I'll post your $50 ColesMyer vouchers off to you. Huge thanks to Mums United and Soup for providing the prizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And for those of you who missed out... watch this space, I've got a couple more competitions to run courtesy of Mums United and Soup and the next one will be going up next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7716557135176702010?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7716557135176702010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7716557135176702010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7716557135176702010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7716557135176702010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-winners-are.html' title='And The Winners Are...'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4ibBx8bqVU/TrvD-uf-PBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yrNWH8dI87U/s72-c/competition1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4040219423568937864</id><published>2011-11-10T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:59:25.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitions'/><title type='text'>Two Hours Left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quick, scroll down and leave a comment on the Prize-a-palooza post to be in the running to win a $50 gift card. There's only two hours left and, at the moment, I've only got about 7 valid entries. Go to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4040219423568937864?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4040219423568937864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4040219423568937864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4040219423568937864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4040219423568937864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-hours-left.html' title='Two Hours Left!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-8823719776163601917</id><published>2011-11-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:33:28.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my husband is... awesome'/><title type='text'>My Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or Gratituesday, on a Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank goodness Hubby borrowed my car when I got it from work today. And thank goodness it ended up with the tyre parked exactly how it was. And thank goodness he looked at the tyre and realised that it was split in four places (or almost all the way round)&amp;nbsp;and, in his words, was 'set to blow'. So he drove home very, very carefully and promptly changed the tyre and&amp;nbsp;loaded the old one into his car so he can get it replaced tomorrow. He said that he really didn't think I would have made the trip to and from work tomorrow without it blowing out, and because it was a front tyre it could have been pretty darn dangerous. But I don't have to worry about that anymore, because he fixed it. Like I said, my hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't forget to enter the first of my competitions sponsored by Mums United and Soup&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/prize-palooza.html" target="_blank"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; It's super easy, there are three prizes and it'll be drawn on Thursday so go do it, quick!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-8823719776163601917?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/8823719776163601917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=8823719776163601917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8823719776163601917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8823719776163601917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-hero.html' title='My Hero'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6766274424270963279</id><published>2011-11-07T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:21:48.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><title type='text'>Prize-a-palooza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember me talking about October being the month for Mums United? And asking you all how you were planning to be a bit healthier and a bit more active in October? Well, thanks to the&amp;nbsp;extremely kind people&amp;nbsp;at Mums United&amp;nbsp;the very lovely Dana at Soup has sent me some quite fabbo prizes to give to you my lovelies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what have I done to be more healthy and&amp;nbsp;active in October?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've gone back to taking my lunch to work - we have a lovely canteen/mess on site but I found I couldn't help but have just a tiny bit of the pasta salad/chocolate eclair/potato bake. So back to my ham and salad sandwiches and I feel a hundred times better for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still walking in the mornings but haven't added anything extra. I have found an aqua-zumba class that sounds like awesome fun but I know I need someone to go with me to actually get me there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried to get Hubby and the kids onto low fat milk and failed dismally. But I tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also&amp;nbsp;tried one of&amp;nbsp;the low fat cheeses that Mums United recommended. Sadly no-one in my family liked it. Not even me. To be honest it tasted like cardboard. We do however like several other low fat cheeses so we'll be making the switch to them permanently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cooked a cake using margarine instead of butter. Ummm.... sorry, not gonna do that again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We switched to margarine as our every day spread for three weeks. And then we switched back. There were several reasons but not least on the list was taste and the number of additives that, as a mum, really concerned me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But for now.... on with the prizes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Trying new products that are healthy can be pretty expensive and I'm sure that, just like me, you're all struggling to keep the bills to a manageable level. To help out out in this area&amp;nbsp;I've got three Coles Myer&amp;nbsp;gift cards valued at $50 each to help you out with your grocery shopping. All you need to do to enter is leave me a comment telling me why you'd like to win one of the gift cards. How easy is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So get to commenting and I'll get to choosing the winners. Please note that winners will&amp;nbsp; be selected completely randomly, you need to be in Australia to win and that entry will close at 6pm Perth time on Thursday 10th November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6766274424270963279?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6766274424270963279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6766274424270963279&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6766274424270963279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6766274424270963279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/prize-palooza.html' title='Prize-a-palooza!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7101351102879391394</id><published>2011-11-03T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T20:37:20.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><title type='text'>Grumping Along and Venting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've had a shocker of a day so please forgive the whining and grumping that make up this post. It started with badly behaved children (my own) progressed to a spectacularly bad bout of ugly parenting (again, my own)and, with work in the middle, ended with me trying to help the boy-child with his homework. Which is actually the point of tonight's grumpy post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #1 has a new teacher this term. Can't be helped, his regular teacher is unwell and they&amp;nbsp;have someone filling in for her for the rest of the year. He's been given a book report&amp;nbsp;to do that, to my mind, is more in line with what I'd expect of&amp;nbsp;a year 8 class (he's in year 4). The part that really gets up my nose is that it was given as a 'completely at home, no time in class' task. Fine and all, but surely it would be a good idea for the teacher to know what book the kids are doing their report on. The fact that #1 has chosen a fairly lengthy, detailed&amp;nbsp;novel that took five days to get through and now needs to talk about characterisation and themes with no assistance or checking on by the teacher has me seeing red. Back in my teaching days,when I assigned tasks like this I also set mini-due dates. For example: It's due in two weeks but by Tuesday you need to have notes on two characters and by Thursday I need to see your notes on the three themes in the story and by the following Monday... We also would have done extensive work on character, themes, etc before they had to do it on their own. You know, provide them with the scaffolding to let them actually succeed at the task they're doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To top it off, #1 was told he would be presenting his talk at the beginning of next week. We were working along to have him all done and dusted for that date. He arrived home today having a panic because now he's supposed to do it tomorrow and he hasn't finished all the work or practiced it. Ummm, not gonna happen. I've written letter to the teacher explaining that he will not be doing the talk tomorrow but will be ready to do it on the date he was assigned and that she should ring me if that's an issue. I think I've worded it fairly nicely but, to be honest, I don't actually care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7101351102879391394?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7101351102879391394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7101351102879391394&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7101351102879391394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7101351102879391394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/11/grumping-along-and-venting.html' title='Grumping Along and Venting'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-1642170801747826777</id><published>2011-10-30T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T20:20:07.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Long Weekend Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well the Queen visited Perth but she didn't call 'round for tea. Offspring #2 was somewhat disappointed that we didn't get to see her but between stormy weather, swimming lessons and a cat needing to go to the vet (but he's all better now!) we didn't end up with an awful lot of free time to go looking for a certain elderly monarch. We did however end up with a long weekend and, boy, did we ever manage to fill it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got through a bundle of jobs that had been niggling away at me, caught up on some much needed sleep, had dinner out with friends, emptied the washing basket and have reached the end of the weekend feeling well satisfied with what I've achieved. I feel a whole heap better than this time last week,&amp;nbsp;and with my head in a good space I'm&amp;nbsp;ready to face the week(s) ahead. Yay for a long weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-1642170801747826777?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/1642170801747826777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=1642170801747826777&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1642170801747826777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1642170801747826777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-weekend-wrap-up.html' title='Long Weekend Wrap Up'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4561053468591863315</id><published>2011-10-27T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T18:46:26.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musings'/><title type='text'>Idiot Moment Of The Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And Lordy, there were a few. Like when I had to ring the IT guy at work to ask how to unzip a file he'd sent me. And he laughed so hard I thought he'd choke. And then he laughed even harder when I said I'd never had to unzip one before because my husband always did it for me. (I realise that sounds a bit rude now, but honestly he was just laughing because of all the things that I CAN do, this really, really simple thing was something I didn't have a clue about.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway tonight's moment of sheer stupidity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cooked some crumbed chicken thingies for dinner tonight specifically because I had a NEED for sweet chilli sauce. I had some fresh crusty bread, threw together a yummy crunchy salad using lots of things from our vegie garden and served it all up. Went to grab the sweet chilli sauce from the pantry and discovered... we're out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yes, I did go food shopping this morning. Thankyou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4561053468591863315?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4561053468591863315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4561053468591863315&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4561053468591863315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4561053468591863315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/idiot-moment-of-week.html' title='Idiot Moment Of The Week'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6916857028309996934</id><published>2011-10-26T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:47:41.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you remember right around this time last year when I decided to add to the general chaos and stress by taking part in NaNoWriMo? It's when you try to spend November writing a book. Or at least 50,000 words worth of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah. I'm doing that again. 'Cos I like to live on the edge. Of sanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6916857028309996934?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6916857028309996934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6916857028309996934&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6916857028309996934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6916857028309996934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/nanowrimo-2012.html' title='NaNoWriMo 2012'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-3971775724851989090</id><published>2011-10-25T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:16:55.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday: Sharing The Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so lucky to have a dear friend who we will call Fiona. Because that's her name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She takes my kid to school the days I work and generally plays subsitute mum to them while they're in her care. I don't have a minute's worry when they're with her - I know they're in good hands, that they're loved and that they know they're loved. She loves to cook and read, just like me. And she's very clever when it comes to crafty stuff like sewing, unlike me. And she's been reading my blog since the very beginning. And I'd love her for that alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But she's also&amp;nbsp;one of the nicest, kindest, most lovely people I know. And as I typed that sentence I realised that, actually, most of my dearest, closest friends are some of the nicest, kindest, most lovely people you could ever meet. And that makes me pretty darn lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But anyway. This morning I arrived at Fiona's house to drop off the kidlets and she handed me a bunch of the sweetest smelling, prettiest roses fresh from her garden. Heck,&amp;nbsp;they still&amp;nbsp; had raindrops on them. And she said, "These are so you can stop and smell the flowers."&amp;nbsp;I took them to work with me and popped them in a pretty vase on my desk. Their perfume made my office smell divine all day long, everyone who came in commented on them and each time I looked at them I smiled and remembered that I have a beautiful friend who cares about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks Fi. You're an awesome friend and I'm so&amp;nbsp;grateful to have you in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And when I got home I looked at the comments to yesterday's pity post and got a wee bit teary at the love from some of my other wonderful friends. You guys rock and I'm so lucky to have all of you in my life too. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-3971775724851989090?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/3971775724851989090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=3971775724851989090&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3971775724851989090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3971775724851989090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/gratituesday-sharing-love.html' title='Gratituesday: Sharing The Love'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-1080677495959318072</id><published>2011-10-24T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T20:21:43.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>Drowning, Not Waving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm struggling with the world at the moment. Nothing serious, and nothing to worry about. Just feeling like I'm always three steps behind where I need to be and that no matter how hard I try I can't quite get to where I need to be. I can usually deal with it- but then again I usually only feel like I'm one step behind. Maybe it's the new job. Maybe it's all the work going on around the house. Maybe I just need to work out how to fit in more sleep. Whatever it is, my head won't stop going over all the things I need to be doing and it's a little bit poisonous. It's hard to feel good about what you have achieved each day when your head is reminding you about all the stuff you havent' done. Yay I spoke to that person I've been chasing for two weeks, and organised that thing I've been working on, and finished that huge pile of paperwork that needed fixing but... I didn't pay this bill, or check that homework, or cook a very good dinner or get that load of washing hung out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am looking forward to five whole days off . I've had to swap days a bit this week to fit in staff meetings and school events which has made the juggling act I've been doing even more difficult but as a result of the swapping I end up with&amp;nbsp;a five days 'weekend'. And I'm planning to put some of that time into some serious sleeping. And some more&amp;nbsp;into&amp;nbsp;a bout of serious de-cluttering and chucking out around the house. I figure those things should go some way to helping me find even ground. Even if it's just for a little while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-1080677495959318072?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/1080677495959318072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=1080677495959318072&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1080677495959318072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1080677495959318072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/drowning-not-waving.html' title='Drowning, Not Waving.'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5255901375981737367</id><published>2011-10-18T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:37:43.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you know what that means. Sharing the things you're grateful for this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got some bits of Gratituesday randomness for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I grabbed a bunch of lilliums from the supermarket the other day. They were all tight buds and I had no idea what colour they'd turn out to be. Well every single flower has opened and they're the prettiest pure white you can imagine and the perfume from them just fills my house. Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- First day back at school today appears to have gone off with a minimum of fuss and drama. Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I had to work late and didn't get in till after 6 but the school teaching Hubby had collected the kids and had it all under control. Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- And further to the last one - there were leftovers from last night in the fridge so when I did finally get home all I had to do for the kids dinner was dish some onto a plate and pop it in the microwave. Double lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, what's rocking your world this week? What are you grateful, thankful or otherwise just plain happy about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5255901375981737367?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5255901375981737367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5255901375981737367&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5255901375981737367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5255901375981737367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/gratituesday-again.html' title='Gratituesday Again'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6498050578498122851</id><published>2011-10-17T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T15:58:11.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><title type='text'>Mum's United Morning Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Part of the Mum's United project that I'm taking part in was hosting a catch up with friends and, while I would have loved to have them here &lt;strike&gt;to show off hubby's hard work&lt;/strike&gt; the puppy is currently sporting a very unattractive cone over her head and is supposed to be being kept quiet. Fat chance of that but I knew that having a bundle of kids tearing 'round the yard would incite her to levels of excitement neither I nor her stitches could cope with so instead suggested a picnic morning tea and a play at one of our local parks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took the opportunity to try a couple of the recipes from the booklet provided by Mum's United. I did doctor both of the recipes a little, partly based on taste and partly based on what was in the fridge/cupboard. The Mountain Muffins became mini mountain muffins and we nixed the corned cream, upped the skim milk and added some parsley fresh from the garden. The adults quite liked them and about half the kids thought they were okay. I think they could do with a bit more flavour - maybe a shake of paprika or something over the top? Either way, the fussy child who shall not be named (oh okay, Offspring #2) liked them and polished off a few before we even left home, so she'll be getting a few in her lunchbox tomorrow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38WlbuGrF1Q/Tpvd0-dKXGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/x8Ts5YwWIxU/s1600/mini+mountain+muffins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38WlbuGrF1Q/Tpvd0-dKXGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/x8Ts5YwWIxU/s320/mini+mountain+muffins.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Banana and Blueberry Loaf was less of a hit. I'm not a huge fan of blueberries in baked goods (but with muesli and yoghurt for breakfast? Yum!) so I swapped them for raspberries. I found the loaf to be quite dense, almost stodgy, and have to say I wouldn't make it again. I've got lots of other banana bread type recipes and a delish banana and raspberry one and I'm pretty sure I could healthy them up somewhat. Disappointing but I'm glad we gave it a go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8XgcLAvNbI/TpveMuoDp6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/FIanDAiiXig/s1600/banana+raspberry+loaf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8XgcLAvNbI/TpveMuoDp6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/FIanDAiiXig/s320/banana+raspberry+loaf.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As always the biggest hit with the kids was the healthiest, easiest option. Fruit kebabs. It never fails to amaze me how much kids love to eat these and come back for more every time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxragqEa-kw/TpvegwUjWZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0u9oA-SWMPI/s1600/fruit+kebabs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxragqEa-kw/TpvegwUjWZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0u9oA-SWMPI/s320/fruit+kebabs.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids played on the playground and swings, played hide-and seek through the trees, collected all manner of interesting leaves and rocks to take home, kicked and threw balls, and generally ran around like lunatics for a couple of hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gqGwEj8bDn0/TpvfEVOWjyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/I7ZXGrV8qi4/s1600/playground.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gqGwEj8bDn0/TpvfEVOWjyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/I7ZXGrV8qi4/s320/playground.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Believe it or not,&amp;nbsp; 30 seconds after this photo there were about 15 kids all over this equipment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile the mum's looked over the information/recipe booklet published by Mum's&amp;nbsp;United, shared some recipe and activity ideas,&amp;nbsp;caught up on the school holiday news and reminded each other of library days and other such things that need to be remembered this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In all, a nice way to spend the last day of school holidays. Friends, food and a playground. Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6498050578498122851?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6498050578498122851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6498050578498122851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6498050578498122851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6498050578498122851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/mums-united-morning-tea.html' title='Mum&apos;s United Morning Tea'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38WlbuGrF1Q/Tpvd0-dKXGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/x8Ts5YwWIxU/s72-c/mini+mountain+muffins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7826254372103927623</id><published>2011-10-13T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:32:10.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reno&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my husband is... awesome'/><title type='text'>The Ever Clever Hubby Does It Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hubby has been on school holidays but he hasn't exactly been resting. He's been building retaining walls and garden beds, overseeing the kids painting the vegie garden fence (hmmm... that one was messy!), enclosing the gable part of the patio roof and building our new outdoor kitchen on the aforementioned patio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He very patiently put up with me changing my mind about 392 times. And then changing it back.&amp;nbsp;He tolerated my flights of fancy while politely, if mildly condescendingly, pointing out that they wouldn't work. And he even came around to the idea of red kitchen. Before I decided that it wouldn't work. But a red splashback would. I'm still searching for that bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He started off by building the wall for the kitchen. And cladding it, gyprocking it, painting it, patching it and painting it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZVsZgZ3MyQ/Tpbl5ojuk8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/OOlhFVO7OXk/s1600/kitchen+wall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZVsZgZ3MyQ/Tpbl5ojuk8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/OOlhFVO7OXk/s320/kitchen+wall.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And he helped select and buy all the cupboards and benchtops for the kitchen. Then went back to the shop the following day to collect the rest of the stuff we needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VqizXh58cc/TpbmOGE5ERI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vMnPfp0rKIk/s1600/kitchen+boxes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VqizXh58cc/TpbmOGE5ERI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vMnPfp0rKIk/s320/kitchen+boxes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And coped admirably when I told him I'd changed my mind about the benchtop we'd chosen and selected a new one (that I love) from my somewhat garbled directions down the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xinyz15EL5A/Tpbmmd25zzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vo5Jea4Z618/s1600/kitchen+bench.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xinyz15EL5A/Tpbmmd25zzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vo5Jea4Z618/s320/kitchen+bench.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And he put all the cupboards together in record time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6330O11eyo/Tpbm4SWEWuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bol_dYWBxMk/s1600/kitchen+in+progress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6330O11eyo/Tpbm4SWEWuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bol_dYWBxMk/s320/kitchen+in+progress.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;And put in the sink and tap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YL7hV03Tvg/TpbnhPTFbCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/huvTgw-72Zg/s1600/kitchen2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YL7hV03Tvg/TpbnhPTFbCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/huvTgw-72Zg/s320/kitchen2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;And now it all looks bee-you-ti-full!! And it's just waiting for that darn splashback to finish it off. Then... roll on summer, entertaining, eating outside and&amp;nbsp;enjoying our&amp;nbsp;outdoor living area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7826254372103927623?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7826254372103927623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7826254372103927623&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7826254372103927623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7826254372103927623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/ever-clever-hubby-does-it-again.html' title='The Ever Clever Hubby Does It Again!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZVsZgZ3MyQ/Tpbl5ojuk8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/OOlhFVO7OXk/s72-c/kitchen+wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2424683536338655869</id><published>2011-10-11T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:20:25.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss action stations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mums United'/><title type='text'>Mums United</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so excited to have been invited to take part in a special project called &lt;a href="http://www.heartfoundation.org.au/healthy-eating/mums-united/Pages/welcome.aspx"&gt;Mums United&lt;/a&gt;. It's from the &lt;a href="http://www.heartfoundation.org.au/Pages/default.aspx"&gt;Heart Foundation&lt;/a&gt; and Soup and it's all about making small changes for healthier eating as well as ideas to help Mums get their families up, moving and more active. There's even a &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/wearemumsunited"&gt;Mums United Facebook group&lt;/a&gt; you can join.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Mums United project has sent me a bundle of goodies to share with you - there's a booklet with recipes and ideas to help get your family up and moving, family walking charts and&amp;nbsp;shopping list pads. They've&amp;nbsp;also offered some seriously good prizes so I'm planning a couple of competitions over the next couple of weeks - stay tuned for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots of you in my real life know that I started the year feeling fat and frumpy. I took a long hard look at what I was eating (and how much of it I was eating!) and decided I needed to make a whole bunch of changes. None of them were difficult and some of them have become downright addictive. I cut the junk, upped the activity, took control of a few eating habits that had gone a bit crazy and week by week lost a little bit of weight. I lost nine kilograms, discovered that I actually like eating breakfast and that I love my daily walk. My family discovered that a slimmer Mum is much more fun and that is she doesn't get her daily walk she gets a little bit grumpy! I've still got a couple of kilo's to go before I hit my goal and this initiative seems like the extra little kick I need to get back on the eat better, move more wagon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots of the suggestions that Mums United makes are&amp;nbsp;things that already happen in our house:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I use butter for&amp;nbsp;baking but for everyday use like sandwiches, toast, etc we use margarine (50% fat compared to as little as 14% fat). I am going to cook a cake with margarine instead of butter and I'll let you know what I think of the result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We eat mostly reduced fat dairy products. Ok, Hubby and the kids have full fat milk and have resisted every single attempt I've made to swap them over. I'm going to get them to try it. I can't promise it'll be successful but I'll give it a go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been walking 4km most days of the week since February. I walk with my neighbour - we meet at her front gate at 5.30 every morning- and we've just added an extra kilometre so now we're up to 5. And yeah, I'm feeling that extra kilometre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids are pretty active. We have an acre that they run around on and they have a trampoline, bikes,&amp;nbsp;scooters, footballs, hula hoops and a puppy. But I'm going to make more of an effort to get outside and play with them. You&amp;nbsp; know, kick the ball with them, play jump rope. That kind of thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And one thing I've never really paid much attention to is the Health Foundation's tick. But in October I'm going to look at what food I'm buying and, where I can, swap it for a product with the tick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll let you&amp;nbsp;know how I'm going once a week or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, who wants a little pack of goodies from Mums United ? Leave me a comment and tell me what you're going to do in October to eat more healthy and be more active and I'll send you one. (Sorry, only if you're in Australia).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2424683536338655869?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2424683536338655869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2424683536338655869&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2424683536338655869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2424683536338655869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/mums-united.html' title='Mums United'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-469127757253393079</id><published>2011-10-10T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:56:37.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>The Age-Old Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How do you get your kids to eat their vegies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One way is to&amp;nbsp;get them to help prepare the vegie garden for planting, and&amp;nbsp;let them choose some of the things you'll plant (beetroot for her, snow peas for him) and then get them all excited about checking the progress of the plants and you pretend you don't notice when they keep stealing all the snow peas straight from the garden. And then, after what seems like forever, you let them help&amp;nbsp;decide what you'll have for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DkEnBWX1L-U/TpL3od_C5mI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tbP8G0X8NSQ/s1600/vegie+garden1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DkEnBWX1L-U/TpL3od_C5mI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tbP8G0X8NSQ/s320/vegie+garden1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight's effort was spinach in the pasta dish I made. Offspring #1 gobbled every little bit. Offspring #2 not so much. But there's always tomorrow. And in the meantime #2 has discovered that she likes lettuce. And she's very excited that the baby carrots are ready to eat. And she has no idea at all why we don't ever seem to have any snow peas to pick for dinner... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gpCaUhBVNtc/TpL4Ovv-b6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/oOk0qcZmhgQ/s1600/vegie+garden2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gpCaUhBVNtc/TpL4Ovv-b6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/oOk0qcZmhgQ/s320/vegie+garden2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I might be winning this fight. Well this week anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-469127757253393079?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/469127757253393079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=469127757253393079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/469127757253393079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/469127757253393079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/age-old-question.html' title='The Age-Old Question'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DkEnBWX1L-U/TpL3od_C5mI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tbP8G0X8NSQ/s72-c/vegie+garden1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-8868267764952622412</id><published>2011-10-08T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T08:05:15.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reno&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Purple Haze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember the garden beds that Hubby has been building out the front of the house? At the end of last year one side looked like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeFx1F9PHVs/To-P80CBQwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9hd7nnTf5tY/s1600/garden+beds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeFx1F9PHVs/To-P80CBQwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9hd7nnTf5tY/s320/garden+beds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We planted the top tier with roses, the second tier with agapanthus and the bottom tier with lavender. The plan was a white and purple flower-fest through spring and summer. The roses are budding nicely and I think we'll have some gorgeous white roses in a week or two. The agapanthus are still a little way of flowering but they were gorgeous last summer and I'm sure they will be again. And the lavender has gone from tiny little potted plants to a lush low hedge of purple-ness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-opHW3eruIqo/To-QyeolWLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/y1nUQynHdcU/s1600/lavender2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-opHW3eruIqo/To-QyeolWLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/y1nUQynHdcU/s320/lavender2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJBrCUT3feM/To-QQmekolI/AAAAAAAAAIg/omrdLBlZUYQ/s1600/lavender1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJBrCUT3feM/To-QQmekolI/AAAAAAAAAIg/omrdLBlZUYQ/s320/lavender1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt5KbWqgZ0c/To-Rm15ijTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xUZRCwGbrM0/s1600/lavender3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt5KbWqgZ0c/To-Rm15ijTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xUZRCwGbrM0/s320/lavender3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9uN6nBmDZiI/To-R6FlJb3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/PQhMYwCF4rk/s1600/lavender4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9uN6nBmDZiI/To-R6FlJb3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/PQhMYwCF4rk/s320/lavender4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We still have lots to do, and realistically quite a long way to go, but I love that all the work we've been doing is starting to come together. And I'm loving driving in each evening to this beautiful wall of purple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-8868267764952622412?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/8868267764952622412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=8868267764952622412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8868267764952622412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8868267764952622412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/purple-haze.html' title='Purple Haze'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeFx1F9PHVs/To-P80CBQwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9hd7nnTf5tY/s72-c/garden+beds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4212980069482047634</id><published>2011-10-07T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:26:32.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='around perth'/><title type='text'>Showtime, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have made the most of having a school teaching husband and worked a bit extra this week - partly because my boss was on leave so I needed to cover her and partly to show that I very much appreciate the flexibility my boss allows me during term time and that I'm ready and willing to return that when I can during the holidays. So instead of two and half days I worked four full days. Can we just say, EX.HAUST.ED! Seriously how do other mums manage it? I literally only had to get myself sorted and go to work each day -&amp;nbsp;Hubby was at home with the kids and I came home to dinner cooked and the house tidied every night and I was still in bed by 8.30 or 9 every single night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But.... today was my one and only day off so we hit the Perth Royal Show and had us some fun. The kids had some birthday money saved for spending and had earned some extra money doing chores with their Dad this week. He's kind of a slave driver and they well and truly earned the cash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We got there nice and early and avoided the crowds for the morning, though by about midday there were LOTS of people around. We hit all the free exhibits, samples and goodies to be collected. We patted baby animals, walked and walked and walked and spend much time considering showbag purchases. We planned to stick&amp;nbsp;with the tried and true tradition of one ride, one game and one showbag&amp;nbsp;which has worked well in the past&amp;nbsp;but because the kids had their own cash we did allow them a bit of leeway. I also followed my annual tradition of buying a new hat at whichever show we attend and now have a huge shady hat for summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #1 had grand plans for the ride he wanted to go on, and would actually be tall enough for this year. But in the end he and his Dad hit the Dodgem Cars and had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXxxjWbbz3Q/To7pC66pf-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/X5-egFelRBc/s1600/show3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXxxjWbbz3Q/To7pC66pf-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/X5-egFelRBc/s320/show3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #2 decided horses were the order of the day and ended up with a pony ride as well as a ride on the horse in the carousel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hOdLP6pvZTg/To7qCPrxOaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Q4qwMpgZSww/s1600/show4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hOdLP6pvZTg/To7qCPrxOaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Q4qwMpgZSww/s320/show4.JPG" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvI1FlDDt7c/To7rIbz7LdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1IoyvPj5Xhk/s1600/show6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvI1FlDDt7c/To7rIbz7LdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1IoyvPj5Xhk/s320/show6.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also: rode the&amp;nbsp;Ferris Wheel and loved every minute of it, watched the sheep dog working the sheep, had a go at some circus tricks, collected lots of stickers and colouring pages,&amp;nbsp;watched the prize-winning cattle being paraded around the show grounds, patted a two week old piglet (soooo cute!!), put our sunscreen on every couple of hours and still got a little bit of colour, ate hot donuts and hotdogs and hot chips (hmmm, is anyone else seeing a theme emerging here?) and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. I think 'doing' the show every second year is just about the perfect fit - it makes it super special for the kids and gives the adults in the house plenty of time to forget how exhausting a day at the show is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4212980069482047634?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4212980069482047634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4212980069482047634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4212980069482047634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4212980069482047634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/showtime-2011.html' title='Showtime, 2011'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXxxjWbbz3Q/To7pC66pf-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/X5-egFelRBc/s72-c/show3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7251821752365183079</id><published>2011-10-04T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T21:07:11.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my husband is... awesome'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a while since I've done a Gratituesday post and I had something totally different lined up for tonight until...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got home from work and hubby told me that, out of the enormous number of dvd's that he and the kids had hired today, he'd chosen one just for me. The Fast and The Furious 5. I laughed at him, thinking he was joking and then he reminded me that it had Vin Diesel AND The Rock. He gets to watch car chases. I get to watch two hotties. Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then he went off to collect pizza for our dinner and came home with a super supreme minus pineapple. No cooking or cleaning up for me tonight and my favourite take-away pizza. Double Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I'm pretty lucky to have such a&amp;nbsp;wonderful hubby. He's funny and sweet and thoughtful and he makes me laugh. A lot. He's also pretty darn clever - and I'll give you an update of what he's been working on later in the week. And I'm so grateful that my not-so-carefully-constructed plan to move to the country and be a career woman with cats all those years ago went flying out the window the minute I met him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7251821752365183079?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7251821752365183079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7251821752365183079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7251821752365183079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7251821752365183079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/gratituesday.html' title='Gratituesday'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2906641263834129348</id><published>2011-10-02T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T18:07:17.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Hello Lovelies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello there, it's nice to see you all again. Thank you for your extreme patience while I've been absent, yet again, with a sick girl-child. Her asthma flared up again and this time it was very bad. Ten solid nights of asthma attacks, and usually 4 or 5 attacks each night. And&amp;nbsp;she started having them during the day which has never happened before. Our&amp;nbsp;GP has put her back onto just about every treatment she's ever had, all at the same time, and finally she seems to on the mend. She's not quite back to her normal self yet - still tiring quite easily and needing to be handled a little more gently than usual - but I knew she was finally getting better when I told her to use her inside voice yesterday and realised I hadn't done that for two weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another thing that showed me just how unwell she'd been (as if I didn't know that!) happened on Friday when she jumped on my bathroom scales to see how much she 'cost'. It's a family saying and, when they were little, both kids loved to see that they 'cost' more each time they jumped on (unless they didn't leave enough time between visits!). She looked a the scales and announced, "Well, I don't know how that happened!" When I looked at the display window I realised what she was on about. What used to say 21kg's was reading 19kg's. The poor little poppet had lost two kilograms while she was sick simply through a lack of appetite. But she made up for it today when we were out to lunch - she ate all of her lunch, almost half of her Dad's and then had ice-cream afterwards. I doubt she'll eat anything for dinner but with all that in her I don't think she'll miss it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to a family wedding on Friday morning - a nice drive to the country, a gorgeous sunny day, and a&amp;nbsp;couple very much in love. Here's a pic of the kids, all dressed up and grinning their wee heads off. It was #2's first 'good' day and she lasted till just after midday. Luckily we left not long after and she slept for just over an hour on the way home. Not bad for a kid who flatly refuses to sleep during the day or in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-UH96TEqNg/Tog2w2pvC7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5QyUO01X1Js/s1600/kids+wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-UH96TEqNg/Tog2w2pvC7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5QyUO01X1Js/s320/kids+wedding.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2906641263834129348?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2906641263834129348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2906641263834129348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2906641263834129348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2906641263834129348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-lovelies.html' title='Hello Lovelies!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-UH96TEqNg/Tog2w2pvC7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5QyUO01X1Js/s72-c/kids+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5115880732457159795</id><published>2011-09-25T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T09:31:52.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><title type='text'>Red Is The Best, Forget The Rest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, not my hair colour, though I am rocking a newly red-ed do at the moment!&amp;nbsp;We're talking the annual school sports carnival. There's my boy, in the middle of all the girls. Of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OfFnYdkhWFU/Tn6DeZd-wSI/AAAAAAAAAII/bwSIsOQCzcA/s1600/sports+carnical+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OfFnYdkhWFU/Tn6DeZd-wSI/AAAAAAAAAII/bwSIsOQCzcA/s320/sports+carnical+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids had&amp;nbsp;school carnival&amp;nbsp;on Friday and while Offspring #2 wasn't well enough to take part she did have fun cheering (and eating!) her way through the day. I got to sit with one of my BFF's and catch up on all the news. And we all got to enjoy a gorgeously warm, sunny day doing not a whole lot more than yelling at our kids to RUNNNNN!!!!&amp;nbsp; After the super-busy week I'd had, with another to come, it was exactly the kind of enforced inactivity I needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #1 seemed to be in just about every single event. He did really well in the team events and put in a great effort in the individual events brigng home a whole swag of coloured ribbons. I was so caught up in the cheering and relaxing that I only grabbed the camera out a couple of times - and most of them turned into a blurry, eyes closed, really bad kind of shot anyway. But my favourite was from a fun team event. The tug-of-war. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfcjQTZ7GOQ/Tn58X-K40vI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uw4A9EBiwXE/s1600/tug+of+war1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfcjQTZ7GOQ/Tn58X-K40vI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uw4A9EBiwXE/s320/tug+of+war1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the best part? Red faction was the overal winner for the day. Oh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5115880732457159795?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5115880732457159795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5115880732457159795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5115880732457159795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5115880732457159795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/red-is-best-forget-rest.html' title='Red Is The Best, Forget The Rest!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OfFnYdkhWFU/Tn6DeZd-wSI/AAAAAAAAAII/bwSIsOQCzcA/s72-c/sports+carnical+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5541568039843841999</id><published>2011-09-22T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T20:17:22.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Cough, Splutter, Wheeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No not me. My poor girl is a sick little possum and the asthma that has been so much better this year has reared its big fat ugly head and hit her with a mighty &lt;em&gt;whomp&lt;/em&gt;. She had four separate attacks last night but slept pretty well for a couple of hours between each one so I was kinda hoping that today would see her&amp;nbsp;feeling a little bit better. But instead,&amp;nbsp;after three solid nights of asthma attacks, she's got a full scale rotten cold. Her poor little face is puffed up with it and she's got the biggest black circles under her eyes. I knew it was really knocking her around when she ate two hot chips for dinner then asked if she could just go to bed instead. At six thirty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So she's been tucked up for almost two hours and I'm thinking I should be crawling into my bed too and making the most of what sleep I can get before we start all over again. Thank heavens tomorrow is my day off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5541568039843841999?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5541568039843841999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5541568039843841999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5541568039843841999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5541568039843841999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/cough-splutter-wheeze.html' title='Cough, Splutter, Wheeze'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-551280878119813580</id><published>2011-09-21T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:57:54.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Work Is Really Getting In The Way Of Blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't mean to go MIA there. I've been away for a few days for a conference with work and had fully intended to drop in a post or two while I was away but... after Hubby very kindly charged up my laptop, updated the virus protection,&amp;nbsp;did all the software updates and all but packed it in my bag I arrived at the hotel to discover they didn't have wifi. Wait. What? Yeah, no wifi in a hotel in the middle of the city. A slightly seedy, actually fairly cheap hotel but still, a hotel in the middle of our state's capital city. It wasn't even like I was expecting it to be free. I was fully anticipating having to pay for it - my facebook habit alone needed feeding, never mind the blogging I'd need to do. Instead I arrived home suffering from technology withdrawal. And a sick girl. She's asthma attacking all over the place and I'm anticipating a trip to the hospital at some point tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But my brain is all full of work stuff and I'm quite excited about some of the changes that we're going to implementing at my site. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And regular posting will resume just as soon as I catch up on some sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-551280878119813580?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/551280878119813580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=551280878119813580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/551280878119813580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/551280878119813580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/work-is-really-getting-in-way-of.html' title='Work Is Really Getting In The Way Of Blogging!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2824601017389585811</id><published>2011-09-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:07:11.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Pretty Faces</title><content type='html'>Hubby was tied up this afternoon so, for a rare change, I collected the kids from their after school care. And this is what greeted me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-F5s3LD-kc/TnB7UiUvCAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nHjdlycIAck/s1600/butterfly+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-F5s3LD-kc/TnB7UiUvCAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nHjdlycIAck/s320/butterfly+girl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful butterfly girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rU_C41FkYI/TnB7-xe5lZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WWPq9XotewU/s1600/blues+boy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rU_C41FkYI/TnB7-xe5lZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WWPq9XotewU/s320/blues+boy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a Blues face for my footy-mad, Carlton supporting boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not a bad way to spend the afternoon really. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2824601017389585811?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2824601017389585811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2824601017389585811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2824601017389585811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2824601017389585811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/pretty-faces.html' title='Pretty Faces'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-F5s3LD-kc/TnB7UiUvCAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nHjdlycIAck/s72-c/butterfly+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6960112647428734139</id><published>2011-09-13T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T19:59:26.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found a new tea to try so, over the weekend, I broke out the teapot (yeah, one of many!) and Hubby and I had a pot of tea with our Sunday morning breakfast. There's nothing quite like real tea, out of a teapot. It makes you slow down a bit and really enjoy whatever it is you're doing. In this case the tea was very nice and we've managed to have tea in a pot every morning since. Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWFT6yFdwCQ/Tm9FDlmgwAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/X55FADPW5nY/s1600/tea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWFT6yFdwCQ/Tm9FDlmgwAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/X55FADPW5nY/s320/tea.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this week I'm thankful for my new discovery. And for it's follow on effect of making me stop and smell the roses. Or sip my tea, as the case is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6960112647428734139?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6960112647428734139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6960112647428734139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6960112647428734139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6960112647428734139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/gratituesday.html' title='Gratituesday'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWFT6yFdwCQ/Tm9FDlmgwAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/X55FADPW5nY/s72-c/tea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-12578041359383642</id><published>2011-09-12T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:28:59.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my husband is... awesome'/><title type='text'>He Makes Me Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As a bit of backstory - George Clooney is&amp;nbsp;the true movie star love of my life. Sure I had juvenile crushes on the likes of Rob Lowe, Andrew McCarthy and Judd Nelson but that was way back in the 80's. And I admit that I did think I was in love with Brad Pitt for a good long time. But then he took off with &lt;strike&gt;the husband stealing slut&lt;/strike&gt; Angelina and I didn't love him anymore. George isn't a teenager and he doesn't appeal to the teenager side of my brain. He isn't married and screwing around.&amp;nbsp;And I love him. Deeply and forever. And you know how you have a completely unrealistic, never gonna meet him, never gonna happen free pass? He's mine.&amp;nbsp;Hubby has always agreed that if George Clooney lands his helicopter in our backyard, I'm free to go. He's good like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway... this morning I was flicking through the newspaper and came across a brief article and picture of George Clooney. Unable to contain my &lt;strike&gt;lust&lt;/strike&gt; glee, I exclaimed (loudly, it must be admitted) "George!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hubby stopped and stared at me. Then put on his listening face. Then shook his head in a soul-destroying pitying way. "No Honey," he told me. "That's just a plane going over. It's not a helicopter."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-12578041359383642?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/12578041359383642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=12578041359383642&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/12578041359383642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/12578041359383642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/he-makes-me-laugh.html' title='He Makes Me Laugh'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-2866930559461761775</id><published>2011-09-08T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T21:28:07.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes glorious shoes'/><title type='text'>Shoes, Shoes, Shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a total shoe addict. Many years ago, before I had children who needed all my spare money (and more!) spent on them, it would be fair to say that most of my disposable income went on shoes. And champagne. In fact when my then almost-brand-new-boyfriend and I moved in together and he came to my place with his trailer, all ready to&amp;nbsp;load me and my belongings up and into the other end of town, he was ever so slightly horrified to realised that it would probably&amp;nbsp;take four trips to move all my household possessions and another full load to move my shoes. Luckily it didn't totally put him off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since then circumstances - both work-wise and financially - have dictated that I spend far less on shoes and as a result I have fewer shoes to play with. I still have more than&amp;nbsp;completely necessary&amp;nbsp;(but don't tell Hubby I said that) but it doesn't stop me drooling and lusting over shoes. At the moment I'm on the hunt for a comfortable nude platform or wedge that I can wear at work. I have no idea what clothes I'm going to pair them with, I just know I want them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight I clicked on one of the facebook ads that showed up in my sidebar. To quote Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman: Big mistake. Huge. I found me an online shoe store and have wasted the past ninety or so minutes drooling over pretty shoes. And deciding whether they are going to be my first ever online purchase. Look at these and tell me you're not falling in love, just a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9v9PUbPaPzo/Tmi_4Iw5h9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/QlZk1gsmSf8/s1600/mayfair+cobalt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9v9PUbPaPzo/Tmi_4Iw5h9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/QlZk1gsmSf8/s1600/mayfair+cobalt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t1SykCcjQeo/TmjAvrks3oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hU7h79W_E34/s1600/dia_01-20004-v1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t1SykCcjQeo/TmjAvrks3oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hU7h79W_E34/s1600/dia_01-20004-v1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BnggwEbxkI/TmjA--AkOcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/P1jbgSItPKU/s1600/mollini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BnggwEbxkI/TmjA--AkOcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/P1jbgSItPKU/s1600/mollini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9QCuaNQrIq8/TmjBrcHuHmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_1YlM8QHCkA/s1600/mollini+green.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9QCuaNQrIq8/TmjBrcHuHmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_1YlM8QHCkA/s1600/mollini+green.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4zcdAb0ryc/TmjB6D20XOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gc4l_ZeQyEQ/s1600/jlh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4zcdAb0ryc/TmjB6D20XOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gc4l_ZeQyEQ/s1600/jlh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXAg1cw1Izc/TmjCJsEeRQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/N-P46wTgIIU/s1600/robert+robert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXAg1cw1Izc/TmjCJsEeRQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/N-P46wTgIIU/s1600/robert+robert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-2866930559461761775?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/2866930559461761775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=2866930559461761775&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2866930559461761775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/2866930559461761775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/shoes-shoes-shoes.html' title='Shoes, Shoes, Shoes!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9v9PUbPaPzo/Tmi_4Iw5h9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/QlZk1gsmSf8/s72-c/mayfair+cobalt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-3880105554707121432</id><published>2011-09-06T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:54:17.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>And Finally The Day Dawns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Offspring #2,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems to have gone on forever but your birthday has finally arrived! After several days of celebrating you woke up this morning a great big six year old. You made us all stop and look at how big you were now that you'd turned six. And you were a little disappointed that I still had to roll your jeans up tonight - you thought that now you were six they'd fit. Maybe you'll need to be six for a little while before that happens?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You have had a&amp;nbsp;huge day of presents, cake at school, more presents, phone calls, the grandparents to birthday dinner, more presents, ice-cream birthday cake and finally falling into bed completely worn out. You've been&amp;nbsp;totally spoilt with wonderful gifts and lots of good wishes from family and friends and I'm not entirely sure how you'll&amp;nbsp;cope with not being the centre of the world in the next few days. But I guess we'll see that for ourselves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had your&amp;nbsp;favourite dinner tonight- spaghetti bolognaise and garlic bread - as we have for every single birthday you've&amp;nbsp;celebrated so far (actually you&amp;nbsp;might have had something different when you turned one, being as how you&amp;nbsp;couldn't actually verbalise what you'd&amp;nbsp;like so I got to decide). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm thinking that six is going to be a pretty awesome year for you. You're starting to learn to read and I love how you pick random words out of books I'm reading and demand to know what&amp;nbsp;they are.&amp;nbsp;I really love cudding with you and reading books together. Your favourite joke at the moment is the one you stole from your big brother - why did the toilet paper roll down the hill? Because it wanted to get to the bottom! You think it is hilarious and laugh like a loon every time you tell it. Then explain to your audience exactly why it's funny. Then you crack up all over again.&amp;nbsp;You're still the fussiest eater I know but you are attempting to be a bit more adventurous and have recently discovered that you actually don't mind the odd different vegie. I was incredibly proud this week when you didn't go into complete meltdown mode when Aunty Lynette dared to put your curried sausages &lt;em&gt;on top&lt;/em&gt; of your rice rather than next to it. Could this mean you're finally going to let your foods touch each other? Or were you just showing some rare restraint?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You give the best cuddles, have the brightest&amp;nbsp;smile and tell the funniest (and loudest!) secrets. You are such a girly girl with all your hair bits and bobs, Barbies, babies and painted toe nails but you're also such a tomboy running around the yard, helping Dad and trying desperately to keep up with your brother. I love you more than all the leaves on all the trees in the whole world ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Birthday&amp;nbsp;my beautiful princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mum xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-3880105554707121432?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/3880105554707121432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=3880105554707121432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3880105554707121432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/3880105554707121432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-finally-day-dawns.html' title='And Finally The Day Dawns'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6454519565650973115</id><published>2011-09-05T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T22:28:47.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menu plan monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>What A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phew. I feel like I just crammed about a week's worth of stuff into one single day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was parent helper in Offspring #2's class this morning and that's always exhausting. Lots of fun, but exhausting. Then off to do the food shopping, home to unpack it and get dinner into the slow cooker (curried sausages, for those who are interested) then back to collect the kids. The kids and I raced back to the shop to pick up the all important ice-cream Freddo birthday cake that I'd forgotten earlier. Then home again to get on with a few of my regular Monday chores - vacuum, tidy up, washing, etc - as well as bake #2's birthday cake for her to take to school&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and cook the spaghetti sauce for tomorrow's birthday dinner (as per the birthday girl's request). We had one of the neighbours in for dinner as her partner is away for work at the moment and I dished up the aforementioned curried sausages with rice and steamed vegies as well as a (bought) apple pie, custard and cream. The neighbour headed home to feed her dogs and do her own chores and I got on with the dishes, icing of the birthday cake, folding of washing and wrapping of birthday presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The craziness of the week will continue for&amp;nbsp;a few days yet and I fear I'm not nearly as organised as I really need to be. I'm thinking there's going to be beans on toast for dinner at some point. But if I do manage to hold it all together this is what I hope we'll be eating:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Slow Cooker Curried Sausages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spaghetti Bolognaise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meat pie and steamed vegies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crunchy Parmesan Crumbed Chicken &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Homemade Pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roast Rolled Chicken and roasted vegies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for baking? Well, I'm kinda feeling like I've baked myself silly the last few days and we have enough cakes, lollies, chocolates and general junk to last for several weeks. Though it might only last for one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6454519565650973115?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6454519565650973115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6454519565650973115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6454519565650973115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6454519565650973115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-day.html' title='What A Day'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-1268215578179017296</id><published>2011-09-03T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:02:29.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>A Princess Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #2 officially celebrates her birthday next week but, like all true royalty, she has her subjects celebrate on another day. In this case, she had her birthday party this afternoon. She'd decided on a princess theme so we hosted a Princess Afternoon Tea Party and had a few of her little friends around to help celebrate and the girls all dressed up in their princess finery. Here's our little Princess ready for her party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ol8GLDMFNM/TmIgEca_ukI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JKUIMrZh8K8/s1600/Princess+Libby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ol8GLDMFNM/TmIgEca_ukI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JKUIMrZh8K8/s320/Princess+Libby1.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We dressed the table appropriately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4VmDMl_Iugo/TmIgclZiv1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ImAAViPqJJA/s1600/Princess+Table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4VmDMl_Iugo/TmIgclZiv1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ImAAViPqJJA/s320/Princess+Table.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And baked up a storm with fairy cakes and lollies, party pies and sausage rolls, and of course our favourite honey joys. This year we had a honey joy tower. Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tfyj9Eh2IdI/TmIg1Z8IHHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eShTZfD4nBs/s1600/honey+joys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tfyj9Eh2IdI/TmIg1Z8IHHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eShTZfD4nBs/s320/honey+joys.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The birthday princess had a throne at the head of the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3a9JC6GPMAg/TmIuzlemG6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Dc6M1IFRiFw/s1600/Princess+Libby2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3a9JC6GPMAg/TmIuzlemG6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Dc6M1IFRiFw/s320/Princess+Libby2.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And she held court for the visiting princesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQD1KX4rd0/TmIvCC0FZBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Q1955f-WxiI/s1600/Princess+teaparty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQD1KX4rd0/TmIvCC0FZBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Q1955f-WxiI/s320/Princess+teaparty.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We drank special fruit flavoured tea (ie, juice) poured from the Queen's beautiful teapots. And each princess had their own special teacup, along with a party bag,&amp;nbsp;to take home as a little memento of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OKxLPy7O77Q/TmIxKNGY-_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X4_o6PLx14U/s1600/tea+cup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OKxLPy7O77Q/TmIxKNGY-_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X4_o6PLx14U/s320/tea+cup.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;The Crown Prince, aka Big Brother, aka Offspring #1, entertained the princesses. He delighted them with games such as pass-the-parcel and musical statues. He helped to organise the princesses and was an all round wonderful helper and was mightily praised by the Queen and King as well as the visiting princesses parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;And the afternoon was rounded off with a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday and the ceremonial cutting and eating of the birthday cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7IWtYhrl_E/TmIvppJPC0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pUIwRZG50kA/s1600/crown+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7IWtYhrl_E/TmIvppJPC0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pUIwRZG50kA/s320/crown+cake.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was an afternoon of much merriment and was enjoyed verily. And as all the tired little princesses waved goodbye, our own princess was heard to remark that it was the best birthday party of her &lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt; life. And the Queen rejoiced for her hard work, baking and cleaning was all worth it to see the shining smile on the face of her favourite princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-1268215578179017296?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/1268215578179017296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=1268215578179017296&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1268215578179017296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1268215578179017296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/09/princess-party.html' title='A Princess Party'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ol8GLDMFNM/TmIgEca_ukI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JKUIMrZh8K8/s72-c/Princess+Libby1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6728972502021573229</id><published>2011-08-31T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T20:00:44.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Posting, With Pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know my posts have been a bit sporadic lately and I haven't had many photos up here either so I'm making an effort to get back into more regular blogging as well as picking up my camera a bit more often than I have been. So, here's a post, with pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's my girl with her fat lips. Not that they've slowed her down much - she's till babbling away a mile a minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy0nT78YjhQ/Tl4fYHCnxtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uUYAl8l9eT0/s1600/fat+lip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy0nT78YjhQ/Tl4fYHCnxtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uUYAl8l9eT0/s320/fat+lip.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;And here's my boy with his footy trophy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHwhvBtVe60/Tl4gh17D8pI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gCCLw-1KbdQ/s1600/footy+trophy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHwhvBtVe60/Tl4gh17D8pI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gCCLw-1KbdQ/s320/footy+trophy.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;And remember our puppy, Betsy? She's six months old now and the hard work of training her is paying off. She's still completely mental but she'll follow commands and is generally turning into a nice little dog. Remember how we were told she was a Border Collie? Yeah, not so much as it turns out. It would seem she's got a whole heap more Red Cloud Kelpie in her. In fact we rather suspect it's about 100% Red Cloud Kelpie and 0% Border Collie. Not exactly the breed we would have chosen but she's ours now and, despite the&amp;nbsp;yelling when she digs up my roses, we all love her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlGCE_NTNEU/Tl4g6Jeu9kI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XrFSM-N85tA/s1600/betsy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlGCE_NTNEU/Tl4g6Jeu9kI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XrFSM-N85tA/s320/betsy1.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6728972502021573229?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6728972502021573229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6728972502021573229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6728972502021573229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6728972502021573229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-know-my-posts-have-been-bit-sporadic.html' title='Posting, With Pics!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy0nT78YjhQ/Tl4fYHCnxtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uUYAl8l9eT0/s72-c/fat+lip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7722575853357086964</id><published>2011-08-30T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T21:18:01.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just in case you're new to my little blog and don't know what the heck Gratituesday is... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, I totally&amp;nbsp;made that word up. But the idea behind it is something I do each week. Working on the 'glass half full' mindset that I'm striving for I'm actively looking for the little things in my life that I'm grateful for, thankful for or otherwise just plain&amp;nbsp;happy about. Of course some of them are big things. Huge even. But the little things tend to get lost in the day-do-day bits of living. My Tuesday posts are short - a photo or two and a few words about whatever I'm feeling grateful for that week. If you want to join in on your blog leave a note in the comments and I'll come check it out. Or, if you're not a blogger,&amp;nbsp;just leave a comment saying what you're grateful for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got home from work today to&amp;nbsp;a worried Hubby and a crying girl-child with a face full of blood. It wasn't quite that bad but at first sight it sure looked pretty bad. She'd been swinging on the edge of the couch - something she has (they both have!!) been told not to do about nine hundred millionty times - when she slipped and face planted into the floor. The hard slate floor. Cue a seriously split lip spurting blood everywhere, very sore front teeth,&amp;nbsp;bleeding gums, and a heck of a lot of noise. That's about when I walked in. Just to be on the safe side I ran her down to the local GP's clinic where the nurses checked her over and decided that apart from lips that could act as airbags, a wobbly tooth that was quite a bit wobblier and a serious case of bruised pride, she was just fine. You know that feeling of relief after you've been holding your breath for too long. Where the relief of letting air into your lungs kind of hurts? Yeah, that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I fed her some nice soft, fluffy scrambled eggs for dinner and now she's tucked up fast asleep and all worn out. Tomorrow she'll have enormous lips, sore teeth and I'm expecting some decent bruising too and we'll deal with that then. But right now? She's fine.&amp;nbsp;And I'm very relieved. And grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7722575853357086964?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7722575853357086964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7722575853357086964&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7722575853357086964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7722575853357086964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/gratituesday_30.html' title='Gratituesday'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-1289067282841821836</id><published>2011-08-29T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:26:42.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #1'/><title type='text'>My Amazingly Clever Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember the footy mad son of mine? He's played his second year of under-9's for the local football club and his skills have really developed this season. He's worked hard on getting into the play, grabbing the ball and getting out again - or as it's known in our house ""doing a Juddy". We've reminded him of the need to stick to his man and stay in his position and he's taken that on board. He's come a long way this season and I have been so proud of his hard work but also impressed with how much he loves playing football and how hard he tries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday the club held their end of season sausage sizzle and presentations. It's a big day with bouncy castles and inflatable slides, sausages and soft drinks and of course the presentations. All the kids get a medal for being part of the team and there are also some special awards too. My super talented, super clever, super gorgeous boy won the award for Best and Fairest Player and I couldn't be more proud of him. Watch out Carlton, he's looking to be on your player list in about ten years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS No, I'm not a pushy parent. Yes, I am being very tongue-in-cheek calling any kid in the Under-9's 'super talented'. Yes, I am fully aware that an award at nine years of age does not mean he'll hit the big league.&amp;nbsp; And yes, I'm doing my best to break that last bit to him gently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-1289067282841821836?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/1289067282841821836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=1289067282841821836&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1289067282841821836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1289067282841821836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-amazingly-clever-boy.html' title='My Amazingly Clever Boy'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7136727904000059105</id><published>2011-08-28T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T21:02:53.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Having a Whinge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So something happened this morning that hurt my feelings. I don't want to be all cryptic-like but I can't really go into detail so just bear with me while I have a bit of a whinge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rationally I know that it's just my ego that's been a bit bruised. And that those responsible mean less than zero to me and my life. But it still rankles a bit. Okay, a lot. And yes, ridiculously more than it should. It should be a brush-it-off-and-get-over-it kind of thing but instead it's stewing away and making me more frustrated as much over what happened as&amp;nbsp;by my own inability to shrug it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So more as an affirmation for myself than anything else I'm going to make a few points:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I'm not actually invisible and I think it is incredibly rude when people treat me like I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Just because I might not be on &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; radar doesn't mean my opinions and ideas are any less valid or correct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. I am intelligent, funny and all kinds of awesome. The fact that you don't know that, or can't be bothered finding out, is your loss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And speaking of all kinds of awesome - tomorrow marks five years since my first blog post as Red Dirt Mummy! Give my poor battered ego a little boost and tell me something you love about me and you'll earn my undying gratitude. And maybe a packet of TimTams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you could also go like my &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/On-The-Sunny-Side/142024912522881"&gt;Facebook page&lt;/a&gt; (if you haven't already done it) - that'd make me feel a whole heap better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7136727904000059105?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7136727904000059105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7136727904000059105&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7136727904000059105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7136727904000059105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/having-whinge.html' title='Having a Whinge'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-1867342267732157927</id><published>2011-08-23T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T20:36:27.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>It's A Tired Gratituesday Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So tired. Can't even&amp;nbsp;stay up to watch the season final of Winners and Losers. Just grateful that I'm about to climb into my warmed-in-front-of-the-fire pj's and crawl into bed. Oh and on the warmed-in-front-of-the-fire pj's front, I'm grateful my lovely Hubby lit the fire (despite him thinking it wasn't actually all that cold...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-1867342267732157927?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/1867342267732157927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=1867342267732157927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1867342267732157927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1867342267732157927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-tired-gratituesday-here.html' title='It&apos;s A Tired Gratituesday Here'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-9101054669063059499</id><published>2011-08-22T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:39:21.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menu plan monday'/><title type='text'>Fitting It All In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoo-wee we've got a lot happening this week. P&amp;amp;C meeting, work events and a blogger's&amp;nbsp;dinner for the grown ups of the house as well as footy presentations, birthday parties to attend and all the usual daily and school things for the kids. I was trying to be super organised and obviously just had too much stuff in my head - I raced off to do the food shopping only to discover I'd grabbed my to-do list instead of my shopping list. Hmmm, the grocery shopping wasn't quite as successful as I'd have liked but none of the things I managed to forget were vital so it worked out okay. After that I dashed in to pop the roast in the slow cooker for tonight's dinner. It would have worked slightly better if I'd remembered to switch the slowcooker on! Luckily I caught it in time so I just had to up the heat and bring down the cooking time. All's well that ends well and all that. But, playing by the rule that things happen in threes I'm wondering what else today has in store for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here are the meals I'll be shoving at people this week as we run in and out of the house in all different directions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday: Roast Lamb, roasted vegetables and cauliflower/broccoli cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday: Sausages with gravy and roasted vegetable frittata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday: Fish and Chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday: Oven baked chicken and asparagus risotto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday: Homemade pizzas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday: Spaghetti Bolognaise (or maybe lasagna?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday: Beef and Vegetable Hotpot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baking: Hmmm.... dunno really. I didn't get around to making the Apple and Strawberry Cake last week so I might make that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's on your menu plan this week? Got something yummy to share? I'd love to hear about is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-9101054669063059499?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/9101054669063059499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=9101054669063059499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/9101054669063059499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/9101054669063059499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/fitting-it-all-in.html' title='Fitting It All In'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-930037334584180105</id><published>2011-08-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T21:29:25.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><title type='text'>Dessert, In A Hurry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally my energy has returned. I had a hectic day at work, raced out the door just after 2pm, pulled into my driveway at 3.02pm, raced inside and changed clothes then trotted off around the corner to collect the kids from the school bus for 3.15. I'd already done my 4km walk this morning but figured that another 2km's or so would definitely help shift the last few kilo's I'm trying to get rid. The bus is a new development for us - I'm the anxious one who worried needlessly while they loved the bus ride and grinned like lunatics as soon as they saw me waiting at the bus stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We wandered back home where I got on with the house cleaning and the kids got on with some play-dough. I managed a couple of loads of washing, cleaned the house and got dinner on and they, amazingly, kept their fighting to a minimum. Wins all round. We were most of the way through dinner when &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; question came up. Is there any dessert? Despite all the sweet stuff you see on this blog we don't actually have dessert all that often. And they knew the Daddy of the house had finished the last of the ice-cream in a late night freezer raid earlier in the week. Hmmm... what could I do for dessert. An idea slipped into my head and, with a wee bit of help from Google, dessert was created. This is a recipe that did the rounds a couple of years ago but I never quite got around to trying it. There are literally hundreds of different versions and the one I followed was good but I've made a few changes to the recipe that will make it fabulous. Offspring #1 scored my efforts a 9/10 so I think that means he liked it! The recipe is for one cake - I made two and we shared them between the four of us. In my opinion one serving of this recipe is waaaaay too big for one person. I had some cream in the fridge so had some with this but ice-cream would definitely be the way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3 Minute Chocolate Cake In A Mug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISufEuOc0yc/Tk0S_1ClPmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FGIF6Tlrj9Q/s1600/choc+cake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISufEuOc0yc/Tk0S_1ClPmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FGIF6Tlrj9Q/s320/choc+cake2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You'll need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 large coffee mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the mug place 4 tablespoons plain flour, 3 tablespoons sugar, 1 tablespoon cocoa, 1 tablespoon chocolate chips and mix them together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crack 1 egg into the dry mix and stir well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Add 3 tablespoons milk, 3 tablespoons vegetable oil, dash of vanilla extract. Mix thoroughly, making sure all ingredients are combined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Microwave on high for 3 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Serve with a scoop of&amp;nbsp;vanilla ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-930037334584180105?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/930037334584180105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=930037334584180105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/930037334584180105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/930037334584180105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/dessert-in-hurry.html' title='Dessert, In A Hurry'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISufEuOc0yc/Tk0S_1ClPmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FGIF6Tlrj9Q/s72-c/choc+cake2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6156550710670766315</id><published>2011-08-16T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:00:57.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menu plan monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday, menu plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's wet, windy and wild here in not-so-sunny Perth. I'm off work today having finally succumbed to the cold and flu bugs and am snuggled up at&amp;nbsp;home with the fire going and a couple of new CD's playing. I'm such an 80's tragic - the local supermarket had three CD's going for $25 and had quite a variety to choose from. Did I pick anything current? Even from the past decade? Um no, I chose Bryan Adams, Hunters and Collectors and Tears for Fears. And, despite the stirring from Hubby, I'm loving them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't make it back yesterday with my menu plan. I'm really trying hard to make the dinners on my work days really really quick and simple. I'm not getting in till about 5.30 (normal for many of you, I know, but really very late for me) and as we normally eat between 6 and 6.30 so the kids can be in bed for 7.30pm I'm finding it hard to race in, throw dinner on, catch up with the kids, oversee homework/sign notes/look at library books/adjudicate arguments and also say hi to Hubby. Where I can I'm going to be making things ahead of time that can be flung in the oven as I walk in and I'm thinking that the aforementioned Hubby might just have to take over one of the meals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this week we'll be eating:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday: Baked fish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday: Cheats Chicken Parmigiana, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday: Meat Pie, chips &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday: Baked Lamb Chops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday: Meatball Subs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday: Rustic Simmered Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday: Roast Lamb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baking: Apple Strawberry Cake, cheesymite scrolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And since it's Tuesday I suppose I'd better do a Gratituesday post too. This week I'm actually grateful for last week - I was so grateful that the recently retired old folks in my life (aka my parents, aka Nanny and Poppy) are indeed retired and weren't off gallivanting 'round the countryside (as they will be this week) and were not only able, but also very willing, to have the kids for me while they were sick last week and I was still trying to get to work and make a good impression. So, thanks Mum and Dad! I know I said thanks then, but I really, really appreciate you taking care of the kids for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So share the love with me people. What are you cooking up this week? Tried any new recipes you want to share?&amp;nbsp;Or, what are you grateful for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6156550710670766315?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6156550710670766315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6156550710670766315&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6156550710670766315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6156550710670766315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/gratituesday-menu-plans.html' title='Gratituesday, menu plans'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-8068389611029448323</id><published>2011-08-14T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T19:48:34.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleugh'/><title type='text'>The Week That Was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uggh! More than a week after the ridiculously quick onset of a cold I still feel like crap. Crappier than crap in fact.&amp;nbsp; My face hurts, my throat and chest hurt, my ribs hurt from coughing so much and if I do very much at all I feel even worse. Apparently cold and flu tablets and my system don't go together very well. They worked great for a couple of days then, I think, my drug-intolerant body just couldn't cope with them anymore and I got the shakes and sweats about 20 minutes after I'd taken them. I left them alone for a few days but was heading out yesterday and needed to feel better. Instead I got the shakes, sweats, pounding headache and thought I was going to throw up. Not nice at all. And yes, if I'm still feeling rotten tomorrow I'll head to the doctor and let him check me out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also had both the kids sick - #2 early in the week then #1 took over the sickness reins. They got to stay home and be loved and cared for by Nanny and Pop while I dragged my sick and sorry self off to work. Because for all the 'don't spread your germs around' arguments there are just as many "I'm still on a casual contract and don't get paid for sick days" and "I've only been there a week, I can't call in sick" reasons too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But we still managed to get done what needed to be and finally Friday arrived and both kids went off to school while I enjoyed a day off. Okay,&lt;em&gt; enjoyed&lt;/em&gt; might be stretching it but it sure was a relief.&amp;nbsp; I dropped the kids at at school, caught up with a few of the other mums and stayed for assembly. Offspring #1 was presented with a certificate for the improvements he has made in maths and it was lovely to be there for that. He had no idea and beamed with pride - so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday saw Carlton playing their only game in Perth for this season so, come hell or high water (or a crappy cold) we were all going. For one heartbreaking minute Hubby thought he'd missed out on tickets but... praise be to the internet, we got them. It was an awesome game (yeah, we won!) and the kids loved seeing their footy heroes up close and in the flesh. Okay, not that up close but we were in the same stadium! I got a giggle out of sitting next to #1 and listening to his cheering and jeering and, when I missed something vital, having him explain what had happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now I'm playing on twitter and facebook, menu planning for the week ahead and listening to my boys play an intense game of footy on the Wii while the girl-child watches kids cartoons in the other room. Dinner is sorted. A variety of meals from the freezer - I let everyone choose what they wanted: #1 had curried sausages, #2 has macaroni cheese, Hubby has beef and veg hotpot and I think I'm going to go with roasted sweet potato soup. Gotta love when you freeze the leftovers for just this kind of night. And then you've gotta love eating them and making more space in the freezer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll be back tomorrow with the finished menu plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-8068389611029448323?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/8068389611029448323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=8068389611029448323&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8068389611029448323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8068389611029448323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/week-that-was.html' title='The Week That Was'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-601497449826455463</id><published>2011-08-07T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:37:38.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offspring #2'/><title type='text'>It's All About Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I look at the floor in my house I see a tired looking slate that is long overdue for stripping and resealing and, despite it being vacuumed and mopped on Friday, looks like it could do with a good clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQpsutHwE10/Tj5qHTEYb7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/bPhDyBzTRjw/s1600/floor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQpsutHwE10/Tj5qHTEYb7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/bPhDyBzTRjw/s320/floor.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #2 saw something entirely different. She came to me this afternoon well pleased with her discovery that the layout of the slate was&amp;nbsp;ready made for hopscotch. And that kept her entertained for a good half hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-601497449826455463?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/601497449826455463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=601497449826455463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/601497449826455463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/601497449826455463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-all-about-perspective.html' title='It&apos;s All About Perspective'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQpsutHwE10/Tj5qHTEYb7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/bPhDyBzTRjw/s72-c/floor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-6258832614940583606</id><published>2011-08-04T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:24:41.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes and slices'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realised I haven't shared a recipe for a while so thought I pop in something sweet and fun just in time for the weekend. I've made these gorgeous chocolate-y cupcakes three times so far and just love them. They've gone down a treat with each group I've made them for and any hopes I've had for leftovers have been well and truly dashed. That's the kind of praise I like! They're also super simple to whip up, whether you're cooking on your own or have small helpers assisting you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yy9kqsyR4Gg/TjqM-15JhnI/AAAAAAAAAGY/twULC-owTcQ/s1600/cupcakes1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yy9kqsyR4Gg/TjqM-15JhnI/AAAAAAAAAGY/twULC-owTcQ/s320/cupcakes1.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I most recently made them to take for morning tea as I finished up at work. I was planning something slightly fancier but a request was made for cupcakes so I made a batch of these and a batch of Bill Granger's vanilla cupcakes that I've posted before &lt;a href="http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2009/01/making-use-of-that-fruit.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Both were well received with requests for both recipes and not a single cake left at the end of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chocolate Chip Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Australian Good Taste&lt;/em&gt;, June 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AoDUM8gxL_o/TjqNdJ3ZM7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/l7oYQtscQ38/s1600/cupcakes2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AoDUM8gxL_o/TjqNdJ3ZM7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/l7oYQtscQ38/s320/cupcakes2.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;makes 18&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;100g butter, at room temperature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 1/4 cups caster sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 eggs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 1/2 cups plain flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/2 cup cocoa powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 tsp bicarbonate of soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/2 tsp baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2/3 cup dark choc bits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chocolate frosting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;100g butter, at room temperature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 cups icing sugar mixture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/4 cup cocoa powder, sifted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/4 cup milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;110's and 1000's, to decorate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Preheat oven to 180C. Line 18x&amp;nbsp;1/3 cup muffin pans with patty pans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Use an electric beater to beat the butter and sugar in a bowl until pale and creamy. Add eggs, 1 at a time, beating well after each addition. Sift flour, cocoa powder, bicarbonate of soda and baking powder into a separate bowl (I don't bother sifting them and the cupcakes still turn out fluffy.) Fold the flour mixture and the milk into the butter mixture in alternate batches until just combines. Stir in the choc bits to combine.3. Divide the mixture among the prepared patty pans and smooth the surface. Bake for 15 to 20 minutes or until a skewer inserted into the centres comes out clean. Set aside to cool slightly before transferring to a wire rack to cool completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. To make the chocolate frosting, use an electric beater to beat the butter until very pale. Gradually add the icing sugar, cocoa powder and milk and beat until well combined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Spread the chocolate frosting evenly over the cupcakes. Sprinkle with 100's and 1000's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-6258832614940583606?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/6258832614940583606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=6258832614940583606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6258832614940583606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/6258832614940583606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-made-these-gorgeous-chocolate-y.html' title='Cupcakes Galore'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yy9kqsyR4Gg/TjqM-15JhnI/AAAAAAAAAGY/twULC-owTcQ/s72-c/cupcakes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-7144799714845659122</id><published>2011-08-02T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T20:06:57.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first day went well. I am stuffed but that's mostly from driving an hour there through constant stop start traffic&amp;nbsp;in the pouring rain (as opposed to twenty minutes out towards the 'country' with minimal traffic and a 110km/h speed limit) and then another hour home in the same stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone was very nice, the buildings are&amp;nbsp;quite new - like about 8 years old rather than 110 years old - and purpose built rather than struggling-to-meet-the-current-needs-and-heritage-listed-so-there's-not-much-you-can-do-anyway. I got to dazzle them with a little bit of knowledge I had that they didn't and it's always nice to make a good first impression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So today, I'm grateful for a good first day. And I'm also saying thanks to all of you who wished me well here, on facebook and in real life. Mwah xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;C'mon. Share. What are you grateful for this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-7144799714845659122?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/7144799714845659122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=7144799714845659122&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7144799714845659122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/7144799714845659122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/gratituesday.html' title='Gratituesday'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5787612358534467688</id><published>2011-08-01T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:39:06.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menu plan monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>MIA, Me and a Menu Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week kicked my butt. It was a crappy week all round. Work was flat out as I attempted to wind things up and was stymied at almost every turn by someone wanting something that wasn't on my already enormous list of stuff to be done. The kids were, quite frankly, fairly vile. They bought sibling rivalry to a whole new level. It resulted in them being banned from speaking to each other for two days. Extreme but it had the desired result. At least for a couple of days. My body was so sore which I can&amp;nbsp;blame on nothing more than aging and the rotten weather we've been having here in Perth. And because of all of that I didn't keep up with my daily walking and ended up feeling even cruddier. And because I felt cruddy I just kind of hid from the world and waiting for the crud to lift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this morning I dragged my butt out of bed, met my neighbour at the gate, walked my nearly four kilometres, got rained on (several times in the one walk) and came home soaked but ready to start the day. And I got so much done and feel so much better for it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lesson learnt.Walking (ie exercise) makes me&amp;nbsp;feel better and feeling better means I can deal with what the day brings a little better which results in everyone being happier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I start at my new job/workplace tomorrow. It's not exactly a new job because it's pretty much what I've been doing for the last 14 or so months, though there are some new parts to it (but I've done most of them in various other roles too) and it's for the same organisation but it is at a new worksite so there will be&amp;nbsp;a whole bunch of new stuff to get used there. And I've got quite a bit further to drive through the metro area in peak hour traffic. I haven't done that in years so that'll be something new. Which reminds me, I still need to double check that I know exactly how to get there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I'm going back to working three days in a row. Now I know that for lots of you that sounds like an absolute doddle but this year I've managed to swing a day off in the middle which has made life very cruisy indeed. Adding that in with&amp;nbsp;the getting-home-later means I'm going to have to be even more organised than normal. Tonight I've prepped all the stuff for tomorrow's dinner so hopefully hubby will remember to switch on the oven&amp;nbsp;when he gets in and it'll be good and hot for me to get home and chuck the roast into. Well, that's the plan anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here's one part of my organisational plan for the week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday: Slow Cooker Osso Bucco with potato mash, green beans and cauliflower/broccoli cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday: Rolled Roast Chicken with roasted vegies and cauliflower/broccoli cheese (I made double on Monday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday: Tuna Casserole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday: Quiche and steamed vegies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday: Pies and chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday: Lasagna and salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday: Soup with focaccia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baking: Cheesymite scrolls, easy chocolate slice, Not Quite Nigella's Easy Pear Tea Cake (all already made and eaten and/or in the freezer). I'd like to have another go at macarons if I get a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's happening in your world this week? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5787612358534467688?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5787612358534467688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5787612358534467688&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5787612358534467688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5787612358534467688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/08/mia-me-and-menu-plan.html' title='MIA, Me and a Menu Plan'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-8353709347937221114</id><published>2011-07-24T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:58:22.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>The Weekend. Mostly In Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spike, aka Psycho Spyko, aka Spike-a-licious, chilling out on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQptYJIG58k/TiwtNFli25I/AAAAAAAAAFw/WcK02S55rs8/s1600/Spike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQptYJIG58k/TiwtNFli25I/AAAAAAAAAFw/WcK02S55rs8/s320/Spike.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went shopping for vegie seedlings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9nnjSdrJkd4/TiwtYIu7zXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rZFGbJNaoI8/s1600/vegie+seedlings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9nnjSdrJkd4/TiwtYIu7zXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rZFGbJNaoI8/s320/vegie+seedlings.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Hubby and the kids planted them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NmvoylWcRxE/TiwtkuU6jOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YnMl78--_70/s1600/kids+gardening.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NmvoylWcRxE/TiwtkuU6jOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YnMl78--_70/s320/kids+gardening.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TkdjX35c2HY/TiwtyuQLv2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ksCvfStaGEo/s1600/beans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TkdjX35c2HY/TiwtyuQLv2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ksCvfStaGEo/s320/beans.jpg" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sat around drinking tea, reading the paper and not doing an awful lot else. It was nice. Really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7FDjxf7B_Q/TiwuNc7rWRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5SgnHBhtH1Q/s1600/papers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7FDjxf7B_Q/TiwuNc7rWRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5SgnHBhtH1Q/s320/papers.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A neighbour was wanting to get rid of some plants. Funnily enough they were exactly what we wanted for out the front. Hubby and the boy-child wandered off and dug them up, loaded them into the trailer and brought them home. Then Hubby and the kids planted them. I took photos. That was helping. Sort of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCY92HN_Tqo/Tiwukfyx0xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1FR2w2-3vb8/s1600/diosmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCY92HN_Tqo/Tiwukfyx0xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1FR2w2-3vb8/s320/diosmas.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look. Girl-child was obviously helping a lot. You know, if dirty knees are a measure of how helpful one is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ndy18wp2toA/Tiwu-jI9YiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wBs1iV4Y_GY/s1600/libby%2527s+knees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ndy18wp2toA/Tiwu-jI9YiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wBs1iV4Y_GY/s320/libby%2527s+knees.jpg" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's the ever helpful (NOT!!) puppy. She's now 5 months old, completely naughty, far too clever for own good and apparently she quite likes to dig. She really likes digging my roses. I really don't like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5hmZNFCPyZk/TiwvS4eJhpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5kKd6ChVpfk/s1600/Betsy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5hmZNFCPyZk/TiwvS4eJhpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5kKd6ChVpfk/s320/Betsy.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to spend most of today playing in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp;And covering&amp;nbsp;every inch of the kitchen bench.&amp;nbsp; Look, you can see my computer at the top of the photo - I promised Kaz ages ago that I'd put a picture of it on here so she could see it. It's on a swinging arm attached to the end wall and I can have it facing me when I'm working in the kitchen or turn it around when I want to sit on the other side of the bench. The very clever Hubby sorted that for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skltAzSq1C8/TiwvlcQWBuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PMYcg0ewKuM/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skltAzSq1C8/TiwvlcQWBuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PMYcg0ewKuM/s320/kitchen.jpg" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I had my first ever attempt at making Macarons. They weren't a complete success but they worked well enough that I want to have another go. I also made custard from scratch for the first time ever. If I'd known it was that easy I would have done it years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHfRxe3ZW84/TiwwZD5H_PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/m0xhwimrveE/s1600/macaron+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHfRxe3ZW84/TiwwZD5H_PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/m0xhwimrveE/s320/macaron+copy.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-8353709347937221114?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/8353709347937221114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=8353709347937221114&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8353709347937221114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/8353709347937221114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-mostly-in-pictures.html' title='The Weekend. Mostly In Pictures.'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQptYJIG58k/TiwtNFli25I/AAAAAAAAAFw/WcK02S55rs8/s72-c/Spike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-9216654513921194654</id><published>2011-07-20T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T20:28:14.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Time For A New Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember last week when I told you about that job I was offered?&amp;nbsp; Initially it was a relief/acting type position filling in for someone over the next month or so and I said no. My current position is a casual contract position and, while I've been in it for over 12 months, I wasn't prepared to ditch it for something else that might mean I'd end up with no job at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it&amp;nbsp;turned into a contract till the end of the year with a good possibility that it will be extended and some chance that it will lead to a permanent position. And my current boss all but promised (as much as she could, considering it's government and all) that I'd have something to come back to at the end. And head office all but promised that they'd make sure my current boss would have something for me to come back to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after a few phone conversations, a bit of negotiating and a&amp;nbsp;whole lot of thinking... I said yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finish up next week and start the new position the week after. I'm so excited. So excited that the nerves haven't set in yet. But they will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-9216654513921194654?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/9216654513921194654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=9216654513921194654&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/9216654513921194654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/9216654513921194654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-for-new-challenge.html' title='Time For A New Challenge'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-1579367065038650594</id><published>2011-07-19T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:43:00.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday: The Hubby Lovin' Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just in case you're new to my little blog and don't know what the heck Gratituesday is... it's a weekly event where I tell&amp;nbsp; you about something I'm grateful for. As you can probably tell it all happens on a Tuesday and I'd love you to join in, either by leaving a comment here or making your own Gratituesday post on&amp;nbsp; your blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fifteen years ago today, right around this time, I met my lovely hubby. Of course he wasn't my hubby then. Just a terribly polite, very nice young thing who'd agreed to collect me for a&amp;nbsp;social event for my brand new workplace&amp;nbsp;as a favour to my brand new flat mate. Fast forward just a few short weeks and we were in &lt;em&gt;lurve&lt;/em&gt;, moving in&amp;nbsp;and planning a life together. Fast forward fifteen years and here we are - married, mortgaged and as deliriously in love as ever. Actually more in love than ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And just to further prove how wonderful he is... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offspring #1 desperately wanted to visit Sizzler during the school holidays. I hate Sizzler. I hate buffet style meals so, to be fair it's not a hatred that's confined to Sizzler.&amp;nbsp;The thought of eating at a restaurant that deals in buffet style dining makes my stomach turn. Scratch that. It makes my stomach heave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I worked today and hubby and the kids were planning their day out. Wonderful, clever, brave Hubby organised to take the kids to Sizzler for lunch while I was at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two birds, one stone, everyone's happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-1579367065038650594?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/1579367065038650594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=1579367065038650594&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1579367065038650594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/1579367065038650594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/07/gratituesday-hubby-lovin-edition.html' title='Gratituesday: The Hubby Lovin&apos; Edition'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-5559258041853606949</id><published>2011-07-18T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:41:03.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menu plan monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just stuff'/><title type='text'>Monday Musings, a Menu Plan and More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, there's not really More but I couldn't think of a catchy title for the post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hubby and I went to see the latest, and last, Harry Potter movie yesterday. Loved it! But was also a little disappointed by it - won't go into too much detail as I don't want to give stuff away (though if you haven't read the books you have no place seeing&amp;nbsp; the movies, so there!!) but I felt that&amp;nbsp; there were lots of characters who just kind of stood around and didn't really have any lines, Ginny especially didn't get to do much where in the book she had a fairly huge part. Also there were lots of deaths but they all happened so fast that for some of them I didn't even realise they'd happened until later in the movie. But... still&amp;nbsp;totally loved it and can't wait to see it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As a result of seeing Harry Potter yesterday... (and you might have already seen this on twitter) Hubby was annoying me this morning and I totally waved my hand at him and shouted "Expelliarmus." He stopped annoying me. Mostly to fall about laughing but still, he stopped annoying me. Proof that Harry spells really do work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went out to collect firewood today. My whole body hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Made &lt;a href="http://www.taste.com.au/recipes/11337/chocolate+chip+slice"&gt;this slice&lt;/a&gt; this afternoon. I used dried apple and dried apricots in place of the choc chips in an effort to make it a 'healthy treat'. I fear&amp;nbsp;that the butter and sugar in it may have cancelled out those efforts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the menu plan.&amp;nbsp; I'm sad to report that the week of junk food wasn't the success I thought it would be. Despite her input , and my efforts to please, Miss Fussy still turned her nose up at dinner more nights than not. If she won't even eat the meals that she chooses, what hope have I got? You can see I'm suffering from a lack of inspiration as we move into the second week of school hols:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday: Spaghetti Bolognaise (we didn't get to it last night)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday: Beef and Vegetable Pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday: Slow Cooker Curried Sausages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday: ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday: ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday: Lancashire HotPot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday: ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baking: Choc chip slice (with dried fruit instead, see above!), date loaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What are you planning for meals this week? Quick, inspire me. Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-5559258041853606949?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/5559258041853606949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=5559258041853606949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5559258041853606949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/5559258041853606949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/07/monday-musings-menu-plan-and-more.html' title='Monday Musings, a Menu Plan and More!'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-487476404191228143</id><published>2011-07-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T21:07:30.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='around perth'/><title type='text'>School Holiday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I did a bit of juggling with my work hours today and managed to end up with the afternoon free. Yay! Except it was bucketing with rain. Not to be put off I raced home from work, organised Hubby and the kids and off we went. First stop was the lighting shop to collect our new kitchen lights (more on them later in the week), then onto Ikea to look at bunk beds and loft beds (more on that in another post too) and then onto the&amp;nbsp;proper bit of the holiday fun. The beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We hit Scarborough where it was freezing cold, windy as all get out, threatening to rain and the sun was about to set. And still the kids wanted to take their shoes off and run along the beach. Ummm... no. We vetoed their idea but stood out looking at the ocean at sunset and&amp;nbsp;oohed and aahed as the kite surfers fooled around in the wind and the surfers did not very much in the tiny little waves,&amp;nbsp;pointed out the hotel where&amp;nbsp;Mum and Dad spent their wedding night and&amp;nbsp;exclaimed over the enormous houses along the beach front. When we were all thoroughly frozen, which took less time that you might imagine, we jumped back in the car and headed on to part two of the fun afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We drove south along the beach a little way and ended up down at Cottesloe where we found a fish and chip shop that had tables inside.&amp;nbsp; We ate some seriously yummy food across the road from the beach, watching the waves and licking our salty fingers. Yummo!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And onto part three of the fun. A 50 cent ice cream cone from one of the fast food stores on the way home. And then&amp;nbsp;home to a nice warm house where we tucked the offspring into bed only a few minutes after their regular bedtime. Now that's a good way to do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-487476404191228143?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/487476404191228143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=487476404191228143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/487476404191228143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/487476404191228143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/07/school-holiday-fun.html' title='School Holiday Fun'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-402730830077016947</id><published>2011-07-14T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:48:57.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hills'/><title type='text'>Busy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I'll be glad to go&amp;nbsp; back to work tomorrow for a rest! It was my day off and , although I didn't venture past my front gate, I haven't stopped all day. Actually I did go past the gate. I did my walk first thing this morning (well first thing after I had a nice little sleep in.&amp;nbsp; Still loving the school hol's!). I've cooked and cleaned, gardened and washed and an nicely worn out after all my efforts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;saw this Easy Pear Tea Cake over at &lt;a href="http://www.notquitenigella.com/2011/07/13/easy-pear-tea-cake/"&gt;Not Quite Nigella&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and knew I'd have to make it. It tastes as fabulous as it looks and I can't recommend it highly enough. It was super easy to make, looks very impressive and tastes delicious. You totally need to make this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKxriQtrPqo/Th7hHi6h-NI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ey82c986I6o/s1600/pear+tea+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKxriQtrPqo/Th7hHi6h-NI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ey82c986I6o/s320/pear+tea+cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm most pleased that I finally got around to doing a bit of weeding and tidying up in the yard. With the cooler temps and the little bits of rain we've had the weeds have sprung up and had pretty much taken over the tiered flower bed at the front of the house. I got in there today and ripped out weeds leaving the plants looking much&amp;nbsp;nicer and me feeling much happier with how it looked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88mFfvXDjvI/Th7k4-aMr8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/kL2X-zLieUc/s1600/garden+bed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88mFfvXDjvI/Th7k4-aMr8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/kL2X-zLieUc/s320/garden+bed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also got in with my secateurs and attacked the roses. They've had a good pruning and I'm looking forward to lots of lovely blooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nw72prC6J-o/Th7leB5lgfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CNbS4fuTNbE/s1600/roses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nw72prC6J-o/Th7leB5lgfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CNbS4fuTNbE/s320/roses.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now, despite it being barely 9pm, I'm heading for the shower and then bed. I'm plum tuckered out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-402730830077016947?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/402730830077016947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=402730830077016947&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/402730830077016947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/402730830077016947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/07/busy-day.html' title='Busy Day'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKxriQtrPqo/Th7hHi6h-NI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ey82c986I6o/s72-c/pear+tea+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538166023881782516.post-4414541442250034861</id><published>2011-07-12T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T19:14:56.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratituesday'/><title type='text'>Gratituesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just in case you're new to my little blog and don't know what the heck Gratituesday is... it's a weekly event where I tell&amp;nbsp; you about something I'm grateful for. As you can probably tell it all happens on a Tuesday and I'd love you to join in, either by leaving a comment here or making your own Gratituesday post on&amp;nbsp; your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this morning, totally out of the blue, I got offered a job. But I turned it down. Then the person doing the offering called me and we had a chat and she's off to see if some of the things I need can be done. I'm not holding my breath but I'm pretty chuffed she's going to try make it happen. Also, I felt like I'd let her down somewhat some years ago so it was doubly nice to find out that not only did she not think that at all but that she's actually quite eager to poach me to her site. There's my little something - totally unexpected, a little bit of a professional ego boost and it made my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's making you feel special, grateful, appreciated or just plain happy today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7538166023881782516-4414541442250034861?l=1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/feeds/4414541442250034861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7538166023881782516&amp;postID=4414541442250034861&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4414541442250034861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7538166023881782516/posts/default/4414541442250034861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1onthesunnyside.blogspot.com/2011/07/gratituesday.html' title='Gratituesday'/><author><name>MANDI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07874597835821024035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fs62xdHXzT0/TSCIGoJsZII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/3RdfrTi_NvY/S220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
