Bringing in the bacon.

On Saturday morning, Mr. H popped down to our local supermarket to get some bacon for brekkie. We had my parents staying down from New South Wales and a yummy hot breakfast/brunch was on the menu.

Mr. H returned with a confused smile on his face, and bacon in hand. I asked him what the look was for.

Whilst standing at the deli of the supermarket, waiting for the bacon to be wrapped, he noticed another sign on the bacon stating "This bacon was made from Australian and imported products." What the???? My imagination ran wild and I had a vision of someone in an abattoir somewhere joining the forequarters of an Aussie pig to the hindquarters of a Mexican pig (yes Mexico is one of the world's largest pig producers along with the U.S, Canada and Denmark).

May be Miss Piggy has been Down Under peddling her wares?

The saucy swine!

Mr. H questioned the deli girl who was just as perplexed. The best explanation she could offer was that they had no idea where the piggy wig came from, and the little statement was to cover their bottoms.

Silent Sunday

Conditional Love

I'm sitting here at the computer, catching up on some of my favourite blogs, with The Bear hanging over my shoulders.

The Bear: "Mum, can I please play the Barbie games?"
Me: "No darling. It's a lovely day. We're going outside."
The Bear: "Awww, please Mama?"
Me: "No darling."
The Bear: " If you let me, I'll still love you."
Me (trying not to laugh): "You'll love me anyway."
The Bear: "No I won't."
Me: "Well I still love you."
The Bear: "Oh dear."

Listography - Last week? Can barely remember this week!

Kate Takes 5 wants to know what we did last week. So I am going to take her lazy lead and show you in pictures.

I didn't achieve much last week as my brother and his partner had a baby girl which made me a first time aunty. Well, on my side of the family. I'm already Aunty Jeans three times over on Mr. H's side. But it's so exciting when it's your own family. So off we went up to New South Wales to have a cuddle. So here's how my week went.

1. Continued with my Spring Challenge with my personal trainer. There was a lot of tummy work.

2. Baked some biscotti .......

.......... and cooked spaghetti bolognaise.

3. Met my beautiful brand new niece.

4. Spent seven hours driving to and from the gorgeous little bundle.

5. Worked all weekend.





Pop over to Kate's to see what everyone else got up to.







Bath Time!

I have hot water! Endless hot water. Yay!!!!!!

The day before we moved back into our house, our brand new, instant gas hot water system decided not to function. "What the #@*??? Urgent phone calls to the company were made, they sent out a service man (a plumber) that afternoon who was unable to fix it there and then. He rigged up a temporary electric system and said he would be back in a week with parts. He came back and still could not fix the problem. So he ordered a replacement unit (what he should have done in the first place). What he didn't make clear was whether he was requesting the current model or the one down from that. Attempts to contact him, by myself, Mr. H and the company, were futile. He didn't return any of our calls or emails. The girl I was speaking to at the company was terrific. She was patient, listened to my venting, persistent, and consulted management when necessary. Long and the short of it, she ordered the replacement unit, arranged for a different, more reliable plumber to come and install it, all the while keeping in constant contact via email.

So, for three and a half weeks, we have been putting up with a set-up that only holds fifty litres of water, and heats up on a needs basis. That is, The Squeeze and The Bear bath in three inches of water. We then wait an hour for the water to reheat before Mr. H has a shower, and then another hour before I have a shower. If I rushed, I could just have enough hot water to wash my hair. Not to mention timing washing the dishes so we don't buck the bath/shower system. Terrible isn't it? Oh the drama!

Until today. I have just been very un-waterwise and had the longest shower ever. Heaven! Looking like a raisin never felt so good. And my bossy, bolshy, pushiness has paid off. Actually, I have been quite patient and diplomatic which has even surprised Mr. H. He is quite proud of me.

Silent Sunday

"Here comes the sun, di di doo da"

It's Sunday morning, and I have been happily folding laundry while the rest of my family sleep in. I can imagine there are a lot of puzzled faces out there so let me explain.

First, yes I have trained The Squeeze and The Bear well and they sleep in on the weekend, most of the time. If only they would do this on the weekends I don't work. But then, if they did, I would have Mr. H nudging me instead!

Explanation number two: it is my weekend on deck at the hospital. Hence me being awake and out of bed early on a Sunday morning. I could be out of bed early on any Sunday morning just so Mr. H would LEAVE ME ALONE! (Menace.)

Finally, it's sunny!! Not foggy, damp and chilly. Well, it's still a bit chilly but I managed to get four loads of washing done yesterday, and hang it out in the sun to dry. And it dried! Most of it, anyway but that's because Mr. H forgot to bring his work clothes in off the line - his fault. At least I'll be able to answer "yes" when he asks tonight "Have I got any clean work clothes for tomorrow?" I just can't guarantee they'll be dry. We have the same conversation almost every Sunday night.

Mr. H: "Have I got any clean work clothes for tomorrow?"
Me: "I don't know, have you?"
Mr. H: "Well have you washed any because I'm out of clean work clothes."
Me: "How am I meant to know you're out of clean work clothes if you don't tell me?"
Mr. H: "Because,... coz,... you just should. It's your job"
Me: "Hmmmm, is that so?"

Back to my sunshine. I love it when the weather starts to warm up, and not just because the flowers are blooming, and the trees are blossoming, and the air smells like freshly mowed grass. It's also because my house can cease to look like a Chinese laundry and go back to looking like a home that has been recently renovated. Ahhhhhh.