Chocolate
Well Saf had her first taste of chocolate a couple of days ago and although probably not politically correct because she is only one it was an exciting moment for me - you see the apple doesn't fall from the tree in my house! I am a self-confessed chocoholic who has been known to have the last chocolate bar in the house that belonged to my Diabetic husband incase of a hypoglycemic episode. oooopppsssss.
Something is happening to the latte sipping, black wearing Melbournians - it is called Spring Racing. They have now become the floral-dress-wearing,champagne swigging and shall-I-wear-a-facinator-or-a-hat gang. Although I shouldn't be sounding so high and mighty myself as I am going to Ladies Day.I hope it doesn't rain so my fake tan drips all over the grass........
Here are my latest paper finds.... Bring on the Festive season...
posted by joanne at 2:27 PM
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You know they've invented drip-proof fake tan nowadays, right? 'Cos if you DON'T want it to rain in Melbourne on a particular day, it probably will...
Ni-ize papers
We just went out for Sunday lunch and gave the girls chocolate so they would stop screaming while we ate. It worked and I don't feel bad.
Have fun at the races - I can't stop picturing Kath, Kim and Sharon at the races.. I'm sure your day won't be like that!
I LOVE your attitude to chocolate, it is the necessity of life!!!! Love the paper too! Have fun at the races.
what a sweet photo of her!!!! and of the papers too haha! you sound like a fun mom!
Good luck betting on the nags on thursdi! Try not to get mud all over your stilletto's as they sink into the turf! And take a jacket, don't be like all those crazy women I saw on the tv yesterday freezing there hooters off just so they can look good!
have fun!!!
Ohhhh chocolate - who cant resist! you know thats all she'll want now?
of course she likes chocolate! how could she be your daughter and not?!
ps - I was working at the spring racing carnival, photographing the horses, while my kiddies were at home with Stomper Girl, Heath giving his wonderful aunty the occasional 'oh bloody hell look at his sugars' fright, she actually rang me just before the horse's were about to jump from the barrier in the Cup to ask a sugar related question - I missed Oaks day though, because of Heath's (and Stomper Girl's) vomiting attack! Would have missed it anyway because we were flying home that day (think I saw a post of your on her site, saying your hubby was a diabetic, it all makes sense now). No more vomits since we got home, thank goodness, bloody awful! He had NO insulin until 6pm that nigth, and his sugars hovered about 4 until about 4pm! So glad he started vomiting before the injection, not half an hour after it, like the last gastro he got, when he vomited all of a sudden into his brekky bowl, after telling me for half an hour that he had Jessie's tummy bug, and cruel mother kept bullying him to keep eating as I had to get myself to work and him to daycare! Needless to say neither of us made it into either destination that day and I spent the entire day with either a bucket or a test kit in my hands, or sometimes both! Jessie was in the throws of an undiagnosed lactose intolerance too, and she also vomited at 2pm, about 5 mins after Heath had, at which point I thought I would end up in hospital with the pair of them! Bronnie
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