To give you a break from the never ending WORDS that I heap on you from these pages, I’ve joined a photography circle. Like a quilting circle without the quilting. And we don’t meet up. Or even see each other ever. So, nothing at all like a quilting circle.
The idea is that we take one normal day, photograph the bejesus out of it, then post our 10 favourite photos from that day on the tenth of the month. We all link to someone else in the circle so you can hop along and see what other people have come up with for their 10 on 10. Following? Picking up what I’m putting down? Catching what I’m throwing?
So, for once, I’ll shut up (sort of. Captions don’t count) and show you a day in my life….
It’s 6am. My eyes are seriously pissed off to even be open so I’ve got that scratchy eyeball thing going on. I can not face the real world just yet, so this little person has been dragged into my bed for some cuddles.
Isn’t it THE BEST when kids try to break into your shower? I REALLY LOVE IT. It’s a super fun game we play every single morning.
Off to the park with the most awesome group of mums in the world. My mums group rocks. Seriously. I got a great one.
I heart them HARD.
Naptime. The time of the Gods. The pure and lovely. The blissful and merry.
I still don’t know why I love nap time so much, because it’s a time-suck of house work, paid work and silent, lonely lunch eating without the possibility of leaving the house.
In the middle of the cleaning, I bake a cake. Because it’s a hundred degrees outside and I’ve got a million things to do, but I needed banana cake. It was important.
Canberra feels like the surface of the sun today. Yes, people, Canberra gets hot. You’ve heard about the winters. For some reason, Australians think Canberra is the coldest place on earth, even though we don’t even get snow.
You know places like Colorado would laugh at our winters. It gets to minus 30 degrees there. MINUS 30 DEGREES. Your snot would snap your nose right off your face in that climate.
So yes it gets mildly frosty in Winter, but then baking hot in Summer. Weeks on end of 35 plus degrees. It’s torture. It has actually been a pretty mild Summer this year, which I’m ecstatic about, but today is heading towards the high 30s and we need to be cool.
Good God there are about a hundred reasons I shouldn’t have this photo in the mix. Mainly because it’s far more leg than anyone should have to lay eyes on (apologies all round). There’s also the tiny technicality that I didn’t take the photo.
But I like it. I don’t get a lot of photos with my bub (always behind the camera) and we both look really happy. Now and then the husband takes a pretty good shot. Don’t tell him I said that.
That’s right. THERMOMIX PARTY. There aint no party like a Thermomix party….
They slipped LSD into my risotto, I swear because I’m dead set considering signing up to be a consultant now.
Back home and I’d really rather be sitting on the lounge watching TV and eating banana cake, but it seems the husband has an urge to play ‘The Block’ and stay up all night painting some panelling for a new wall in our house. SO MUCH FUN. (I’m lying).
Meanwhile, your only job, young man, is to stay asleep.
As I mentioned, this is part of a group project I’m doing with a bunch of awesomely talented bloggers. If you want to see someone who can actually take photos, please go and have a look at Makayla Jack’s blog. Makes mine look totally shit, but she’s cool so I forgive her.
And of course, you should come and join the fabulousness that is my Facebook page. Where the party never stops (until it’s about 9pm and I’m ready for bed)