WHERE'S WALLY/WALDO?

Life is like a big WHERE'S WALLY game you soon learn you are just another face in the crowd.  As the saying goes put your hand in a bucket of water, pull it out and there is no evidence you where there. 

Yesterday as I sat in my doctors waiting room one of my favourite customers who used to stop to talk to me on a regular basis when I was working actually sat next to me.  His wife went into the treatment room then for further tests.  I made eye contact with both of them and smiled BUT they both looked straight through me. I was just another face to them not the door greeter who they used to stop and talk to.

This is not the first time this has happened I have run into other customers since leaving work less than two years ago who used to stop and have a good chat with me when I was on the door.  Is it the uniform that makes the difference or they just don't remember?  Maybe it is the uniform as even when I have visited my former work a lot of  my colleagues look right through me also.I usually have a good memory for faces and can pick someone out that I knew years ago when my children were young.  So it is sad when other people don't remember me.

Apart from a few work friends I keep in touch with and my face book friends I have learnt my true friends are my family.   They are always there for me no matter what through thick and thin.  I would be lost without my husband, kids, grandkidlets and my wonderful sisters who all mean the world to me.

Even the person who I have known for over 20 years has virtually abandoned me.  The last time I saw her was before Christmas and now I come to think of it I was the one doing all the visiting last year.  She has not come to visit  right through out my ordeal in January/February.

                                                 WHERE'S WALLY?
So I guess I will go back to being a face in the crowd like where's Wally.

WHO AM I?

I was adopted into my present family well over twenty years ago when a little girl fell in love with me at her Grandma's house. She asked if she could take me home as she loved me so much.  Since then I have stood motionless overlooking everyone that enters my room. The little girl, her brother and sister have all grown up and now they bring their family to visit me.  No one ever speaks to me or probably never notices me looking at them.  If I could speak I would amaze you by the stories I could tell. Not once have I complained of sore feet or legs from standing in the same position. I knew one day I would be called upon to perform an important duty but until that day arrives I will wait patiently.  Can you guess who I am?


Bruce did our grocery shopping on Friday this week due to road works out the front of our house.  I usually write him a list of what I can remember we need and down the bottom a list in RED of items we don't need. As Bruce has a habit of doubling if not trebling up on things due to a fear that the shops might be closed and we will not be able to purchase thing as as we run out.  The family joke that they could do their grocery shopping at Nanny and Papa's as we have a STORE ROOM with two shelves stacked full of grocery items. Occasionally we do run out of things but very rarely.

Anyway Friday afternoon I went to the toilet and noticed our basket which holds our spare toilet rolls was empty.  We only had one roll on the holder which I didn't think would last the day, checked the store room to see we didn't have any spares.  So I sent an sms to Bruce at work saying we were onto our last toilet roll and he replied OK Darling. That one roll did last until Saturday morning luckily.  Then I remembered our little friend on the window ledge so brought her down to use her toilet roll. We were saved until we could get to the shops.

After lunch we had a few things to do down the peninsula then went to the supermarket where Bruce lived up to his reputation by buying not one packet of toilet rolls but two packets of 18 toilets rolls.  So now we have 36 rolls to last for ages, don't think we will run out again. LOL!

So did you guess who I was?  Yes that's right I am the toilet roll doll with a pretty dress filled out by a toilet roll.  We have taken you for granted over the years but thank goodness you were there to rescue us, we really appreciate it. How many other people had a Grandma with one of these dolls?

Unfortunately when I gave her a bath she lost half her hair. Poor toilet dolly.

FRIDAY FROLICS WITH FLOSSY wk 1

As Jenjen and Jackjack don't have any activities Friday morning Jen suggested I come to her house for dinner Thursday night then drive myself home.  That way I can use her car to go out by myself Friday mornings.  So today was the start of many adventures in Flossy.

Week one of Friday frolics with Flossy took me op shopping.  I decided to drive into the cbd to go to Savers for a look around.  Both the girls went there earlier in the week and bought a few bargains.  I was on a very tight budget as I only had about $12 in my purse after raiding my money jar.

So I took the escalator up to the top floor trying to find some pretty cups.  I was unsuccessful with that but did find a few other things I thought looked pretty but couldn't afford. After a really good look around I took the lift back down to the ground as I hate going down escalators. Then walked back to the car which was parked over near the beach.

I then drove to the Salvos where I found a lovely fairy plate I fell in love with.  It had a price tag of $3.99 but when I went to the register the girl said its half price Friday.  So I got a great bargain for only $2.00, wow.

                           fairy plate from the Salvo's
After this I hopped back in the car to drive to Vinnie's op shop.  There I found lots of lovely things but settled on two skirts for the pretty material for my sewing. Then back in the car and headed off home.  It was a quick adventure but I feel like I achieved something.

                         skirts from Vinnie's 
Thanks Jenjen for the lend of Flossy.  Looking forward to many more adventures in her.  I wonder where she will take me next week?

GO-TO-PERSON

My eldest daughter recently did a blog referring to me as her go-to-person.  I seem to be a go-to-person to everyone and enjoy being able to comfort and give advice where needed. That is my excuse for being a BIG CUDDLY PERSON as there is more of me to cuddle and make you feel better.
There is nothing like sitting down over a nice hot cup of tea and sorting out problems or at least trying to find a solution. Both my daughters come to me for a shoulder to cry on and a chat when they need someone to listen to their worries.  I wish my son would do the same as I know he has things he needs to get off his chest but prefers to keep them to himself, which doesn't do his health any good.  My second eldest sister emails me when she is feeling down and wants to vent her problems. My eldest sister tends to keep her problems to herself and has sleepless nights as a result. I have a friend who only seems to contact me when she has family troubles which makes things a bit awkward, as this makes me feel used.

I have always been a good listener and not so much a talker. I am glad people feel they can come to me with their problems as they say a problem shared is a problem halved.
Recently I emailed my two eldest sisters saying I need some sisterly love as I had just received bad news.  They both rallied to my call and helped me tremendously but little did I realise they both had issues which they were dealing with at this point in time.  After I realised this I felt selfish for asking them for comfort.   So where does the GO-TO-PERSON head when they need their own GO-TO-PERSON? Everyone else seems to have their fair share of troubles and I have tried seeking the help of my friend mentioned above. this never works though as she always turns it around so it becomes about her.

I don't want any of you to stop coming to me as your GO-TO-PERSON so don't think I do. It just at times I need a shoulder to cry on also and would love a big bear hug.  I wish my sisters lived closer to have some sisterly love but distance makes it a virtual hug which is nice too.

So to all my lovely family and friends who do use me as your GO-TO-PERSON   
     
                 (((HUGS))). <3 <3 <3  I LOVE YOU ALL

HALLOWEEN

We haven't really celebrated Halloween very much in Australia until recently when the shops seem to sell decorations.  This year the supermarkets sold special pumpkins to carve out.  Why is it becoming such a big thing.

             balloons decorated as pumpkins, black cats and bats
I never let my children when they were little go trick or treating.  As my daughter Jen said recently you teach your kids stranger danger but then let them go door knocking for lollies at Halloween time.  Do you know who is behind the door your child is knocking on?  Do you trust the person that they are giving your child something safe to eat.

                               skeleton, cobwebs, ghosts
On Sunday we drove to the country to visit Bruce's mum in her nursing home.  We were both shock to discover the nursing home decorated in Halloween things. I am sure most of the people in the high dependencies unit where they nearly all have dementia/ Alzheimer's would not remember it was Halloween or care about celebrating it.  Was it for their benefit or the staffs.  I asked one of the carers were they having a special dinner to celebrate Halloween.  She told me they had a party Friday night where all the staff dress up and handed out lollies to the patients.  They had a special dinner with green jelly with body parts in it. If I saw a bowl of jelly with body parts in it I would have a fit and I am sure a lady in her 90s would not appreciate it either. How ridiculous!

Millie turns 8

On the 10th September my eldest grand daughter Amelia Saige turned 8.  Gosh I can remember the day we welcomed you into this world little girl, now look at you.  We had a family celebration on Sunday 12th with a barbecue followed by a beautiful birthday cake which Aunty Jenjen made.

                                                 6 little fairies all in a row

I decided I would like to make Millies present this year and a thought popped into my head one night when I was trying to sleep.  We call Millie our fairy girl, so I decided to make her a set of  6 fairies with a letter of her name on each one.  Then I thought the fairies need a mushroom, so made a cushion to go with them.  I also made her a fairy birthday card and wrote a poem in it.

fairy A

fairy M

fairy E

fairy L

fairy I

fairy A

mushroom cushion

Aunty Jen jen saw my cushion which gave her inspiration for Millies cake which was absolutely fabulous. She also made Millie a necklace made out of   fimo with her name on it, this looked so pretty.

fairy birthday cake

gorgeous fairy cake

candles lit

Amelia blowing out candles

Amelia admiring her necklace

Funny thing was except for Jen and I  we didn't all talk about Millies birthday and come up with a fairy theme but everything Millie received was to do with fairies. From Aunty Deb and Uncle Warwick she received pyjamas with tinker bell on them.  Also her Mum, Dad, Joshua, Kaiden and Hollie gave her fairy decorations for her bedroom.

Hope you enjoyed all you fairy things Millie Mouse. 

Millie's birthday card

Millies birthday poem:
These little fairies have come to stay
To make you happy and want to play
Clap three times and whisper in their ears
Your wishes will come true for years upon years
So spread your wings and fly up high
Into the beautiful sky
Together we will dance around the moon
Whilst singing some of our favourite tunes
Sprinkle star dust until its dawn
Then return to bed with a huge yawn
Tuck you up all snug and tight
Kiss you gently to say good night

Sweet dreams our fairy girl Amelia Saige

DAFFODIL DAY

Friday 27th August was Daffodil Day which I usually like to support.  Bruce was off work sick and had to go to the doctors.  I suggested we make a quick trip into the cbd after his visit to pay a few laybys.  I was disappointed to not be able to find any daffodil things in any of the shops we went into.

oops this is upside down but still looks pretty.

On Sunday we celebrated Chris's birthday in the local park then we brought Jackjack back here as his daddy was working and mumma was at a blessingway.  It was such a beautiful day so I took Jackjack out the back to play for a little while until dinner was ready.  We discovered the daffodils we planted recently had one single bloom on it. 

our beautiful daffodil