Can you believe it is Friday already. Where are the weeks going? Not to mention the fact that it is the 6th March 2015….um, where did the first couple of months go?
Are you ready for the weekend? I bet you are glad you don’t have to pack a lunch box tomorrow or do school drop offs. I really don’t know how all of you town Mum’s manage it. I tried it for a couple of weeks before Clancy was born and it definitely wasn’t as easy as I thought. Firstly I was fat and pregnant, secondly it was a freezing cold July in Mudgee, so that was a shock factor for myself and the kids, especially the 4 year old who refused to wear a singlet or anything warm. Then there was the getting up, getting dressed, popping some makeup on (because nobody wants to see this face bare I am telling you now) doing your hair, packing the lunch boxes (ohhhhhhhh god, I really don’t know how you do this everyday – there were quite a few days where I just threw some money into a bag for a lunch order) and then the whole getting out of the house etc etc. I used to think you all had it easy, just dropping your kids off to school and that was that. The day disappears before your very eyes and before you know it, it is time to collect the little buggers again. And don’t even get me started on how sick Harry got at Day Care…..he is scared for life from “Squeakers”.
Well that was a little off track wasn’t it. But we are here for a chat so I guess it is ok. Lucky these little fingers can tap away on these keys like it is nobodies business….thanks June Dally-Watkins.
Mr Chardy popped into town yesterday. Just had to pick up a few things. Now by popped into town I am talking a 10 hour round trip in the one day, and by collect a few things we are talking a whole ute load packed to the brim of stuff. I am pretty sure he did it in record time as he was home by 7pm. That meant he had a whole 4.5 hours in town. He bought me home a surprise present…. here have a look…
A rattle gun and a blower. Isn’t he sweet. I am quite excited about them. The rattle gun will live in my car and I am pretty sure that even if I don’t really know quite how to change a tyre now, this gun will make me bullet proof and I will have that flat sorted in no time….won’t I? I did ask him to get me a blower while he was in town, but I didn’t have high hopes.
Then there was all of the wine he arrived home with. All the Dan Murhpy’s purchases I have made that haven’t found their way out here. Did you know I have been out of Chardy for over a week – I know, first world problems. It was probably a good thing. But the drought is over and I am pleased to introduce you to a couple of my friends…
If that Peter Lehmann Barossa Blonde doesn’t have my name written all over it then I don’t know what does. Isn’t it cool, I just love the label. And after my makeover on the weekend it is the wine for me…..I am probably more of an Outback Blonde than a Barossa though. And I discovered this Wirra Wirra Scrubby Rise while on holidays and took quite a liking to it. And my sister used to call me a “scrubber” when we were young (wasn’t she lovely) so it reminds me of her a little, and I haven’t seen her in over a year so I guess this Scrubby Rise is going to have to do for now. I did stuff up one part of my order though, and 6 bottles of 375ml red wine arrived, cute little bottles, no wonder I thought they were so cheap. O well. And look, there is a little plug for Nikki Parkinson’s book – Unlock Your Style. The Ivy Chronicles is also a good read. Gucci Mammas I couldn’t get into, just a bunch of snobby Mum’s from Melbourne, I couldn’t handle it sorry. I could probably just watch The Real Housewives of Melbourne instead. The personal shopper wasn’t too bad. Ha – look, just slipped a quick book review in there with my wine talk.
In other news I am still “Clean” and managing to stay on top of everything on the home front. There were a few times this week when I thought I may be slipping back into my old ways, but I soon slapped myself and released my inner DD. Just to prove that I was not slipping back I have been having a huge clean out in the boys rooms. Wow, I have taken 2 ute loads of rubbish to the dump and put anything that we don’t use/need in the house in storage boxes over in the shed. Basically I am pretending we are moving and I can’t tell you how liberating it feels. I have even found a home for my vacuum cleaner. Our house lacks storage cupboards and hence the vacuum cleaner has just been floating, homeless, around the house for the past 7 years. Lately it has lived behind the lounge. But i am pleased to announce, after cleaning out the guest bedroom (which Harry has actually claimed as his own), I have found a home for it in the wardrobe. I keep going into the boys rooms and just looking at the empty spaces, it is good for the soul I tell you. When you toss out the shit you feel like a whole weight has been lifted from your shoulders. Not to mention how much easier it is going to be to keep tidy. Next on my list is Clancy’s room, which I did not long ago so it should be a breeze and then our wardrobe, which also just needs a bit of a tidy up.
So…. my name is Miss Chardy and I have now been CLEAN for 39 days!!!! Woooo hooooo, I think it has finally become a habit. And I don’t even mind doing it. How are you going with #getsortedwithchards?
Have you managed to stay clean? Do you feel like a weight has been lifted from your shoulders?
Got a rattle gun in your car?
Am I going to be loving myself sick with the new Blower?
Have a great weekend my friends.