All I want for Christmas

Am I the only one who just 4 weeks out from Christmas still hasn't done a damn thing?

Normally by this time of year I've paid off and picked up toy sale laybys, written a Xmas card list and even made a start on it, purchased a few presents and gift cards, organised gifts for school and kindy teachers and even bought rolls upon rolls of wrapping paper. This year I've done nothing, nadda, diddly squat. And I'm not even that stressed about it. Yes I should be worried, right?

So last night I thought I'd make a start and I put together a Xmas wish list. For me that is. Ahhh dreams are free. I think I might end up having to buy myself at least one thing from this list because I don't think anyone else is going to.

All I want for Christmas is.....

A day at the day spa



Ok I'd settle for a one hour massage


A tropical holiday to somewhere like this


I'd be happy with anything that came in a box that looked like this


Or even something like these pretty Prada babies


I've wanted a white ceramic watch for a while now, just cause


And Santa would definitely know I want one of these beauties as its been on my Xmas wish list for about 7 years now


Every girl needs a Camilla Kaftan, right?


And of course I need somewhere cool to hang out in my gorgeous new kaftan


Whilst posting to my blog on my new MacBook


Do you think it's realistic? Surely Santa knows I've been a good girl this year. Ok well maybe he'll just feel sorry for me as it's been a bloody tough year. Surely going through everything I've been through this year deserves at least one thing from my wish list???

Ahhh dreams are free.

Wordless Wednesday- Tattoo

I'm joining in with My Little Drummer Boys today for Wordless Wednesday. And sharing something I've wanted for ages and finally plucked up the courage to do.

Free to good home

I have a 3 year old boy to give away to a good home, any takers?

He's house trained and sleeps through the night, anyone?

But did I mention that he can throw a massive wobbly with the best of them. And usually throws said wobbly at the best possible times like at school drop off or pick up. Argh who am I kidding he is capable of throwing a tanty at any given time. Especially if I dare utter the word - NO!

My dear sweet 3 year old boy is driving me bonkers and I have not a clue how to handle him. He's so independent which can be great but right now it's sending me cookoo. He is so defiant and his vocabulary consists of lovely words such as no, no and umm no. Oh he does add the odd 'that's stupid' or 'I want to do it all by myself' in just for good measure.

And if I hear 'Oh look at that gorgeous face, he wouldn't behave like that would he' ever again I'll give him away to whoever dare say it. Just so that I can prove them wrong.


Butter wouldn't melt, would it?

Calories are the devil

I just had to share this. Isn't it great? I'm still plodding along at my new eating program. And I'm definitely feeling a lot better for it. I just wish it showed up on the scales. Oh well any loss is a good loss isn't it?

Todays yummy lunch.


I really need to up my protein intake which is hard when I only eat chicken and fish but that's my goal for this week. Lots more tuna and eggs for me.

On a much nicer note check out my gorgeous boy at his first school sports carnival. It was such a nice day and I was so proud of my gorgeous boy.


He came home with two ribbons so he was more than happy. They're now proudly hanging on the fridge.

Photo time

A catch up on our last few weeks adventures in photos.

The weather has been amazing again lately so we've made a trip to the beach. The boys love scooter riding along the esplanade and it was the perfect day for flying the kite too. Just enough wind. We've also been down to the duck park. Enjoyed the baby animal farm at a friends birthday party. Watched a footy game and sunbathed nudey in the back yard. Lucky for you I don't have photographic evidence of that last one.

I just love Spring!!

The D word

I hate the word 'diet' it's just horrible and scary. But at the same time it's time I kick started my new 'health kick'. That's a much nicer way of looking at it. A new lifestyle. The word diet screams temporary. You know, a quick fix. Whereas I want to start a whole new way of living and get back to basics so that I can actually keep it up and have a new body for life. I don't want to be a size 8 it's just not realistic and I know I couldn't keep it up. I just want a strong and healthy body that will keep my back strong and I want to feel great. I want to look at photos of myself and like what I see. So I don't really know if I have a particular goal weight in mind but more so I want to get to a stage where I'm comfortable in my own skin.

I've put about 5kg on since I hurt my back last year and of course not being able to exercise much since my surgeries everything has gone rather floppy and gravity hasn't been nice to me. I hate what I see in the mirror. Anyway right now I'd like to lose at least 10kg but really I think 15kg off would be my ultimate goal.

So I started my new lifestyle, aka 'sexy and skinny by Christmas' regime last Monday and yesterday was my first weigh in. I'm putting it out there on my blog because it makes accountable and helps me with the motivation. And boy do I need that. I saw a photo of me yesterday and it wasn't a pretty sight. I think I'm having a baby. A 'Tim Tam and too much Thai and Indian takeaway on the weekends' baby.

So yesterday I weighed in at 1kg lighter than the previous week. Woohoo!! I'm actually rather impressed considering I had a few slip ups as I had a few social occasions this week including my best friends engagement party on Sunday and I may have had a few drinky poos. Plus my exercise was pretty limited this last week as I was really busy. See the excuses have started already. Anyway slow and steady is the key. It's not a race. In saying that I'd love to be at least 8kg lighter by the time the big fat man comes in December.

So if I'm a little grumpy on my blog in the coming weeks at least now you'll know why. Its because I'm STARVING!!!!!

Party weekend

I'm still in denial that my baby boy is 3. It just doesn't seem real. Blake is turning in to the sweetest little man and although he is all noise and mess he's so loving and affectionate. He adores his big brother. Following him around almost as a permanent attachment to Coopers rear end. And he is such a Mummy's boy and I love it. Cooper is very much his Daddy's boy but I can safely say that Blake is totally in love and infatuated with his Mummy and I just love it. He's forever telling me how 'pretty' and 'cute' I am. 'Oh I love your bootiful dress' he said to me this morning. Love that boy and his delicious kisses and cuddles.

He was so excited about his birthday party last weekend. He had been on the countdown to his birthday since the day after Coopers back in May. It was his first proper party with his friends from Kindy and other play mates. In previous years it's always been family and Coopers friends but he's been at his new Kindy all year and has made some lovely friends of his own. Admittedly most of which are girls. He's a ladies man just like his older brother. Gold help me in the teenage years.

The day finally arrived and boy was he excited. I felt pains of guilt because he wasn't having a big home party that I originally planned but he didn't care. Nothing was going to get this birthday boy down. He loved the idea of having all his little friends come to the playcentre. And secretly I was excited about the idea of walking away from the mess at the end.

My proper camera is out of action so you'll have to excuse the quality as most of these photos were mostly taken on my iPhone.
























And I just had to share these sweet pics from his actual birthday night.






Love you so much sweet 3 year old. You're such a big boy now and yes he's already counting down to his 4th birthday next year. Argghh don't give Mumma a heart attack.

Wordless Wednesday - duck spotting

I'm joining in for Wordless Wednesday over at Faith Hope and a whole lotta Love

Spring cleaning

It's that time of year.
I'm one of those crazy ones that loves me a good spring clean. I started tackling some of those jobs that I've been putting off for weeks because of my back pain but I couldn't take it anymore. I had to start getting this place in order and I'm loving it. Oh and my back has held up ok too which is a great feeling. I started with the boys clothes. I've just given a massive garbage bag full of clothes to Vinnies. Next on the list is my wardrobe. I've got to be ruthless.

Yesterday I tackled my kitchen which included the pantry. Pulling everything off the shelves, wiping all my Tupperware down and gosh it felt great. Everything is now neat and organised and back in it's place. I wonder how long it will last?

Before and after - tada!!!


Next on my list is my wardrobe and then my ensuite cupboard. I'm slowly converting all my beauty products over to completely organic alternatives so there's lots of nasty chemical ridden products to get rid of.

The one job I'm not looking forward to is cleaning all the windows. I might have to pay someone to do that one for me.

What's your favourite or most loathed spring cleaning chore?