Tuesday, September 16, 2014

NZ Election 2014.


Compelling.
Chief Captain Moroni raised the title of liberty to summon and engage his people to defend their country, family, freedom and religion. If we want the same, we have to do the same.
Have your say, get out and vote this weekend New Zealand!

Monday, September 15, 2014

School & spring cleaning.

Success! Today she wrote 1, 2 and 3 on her own. I thought she was amazing and I went overboard with her reward stamps. 1 reward stamp = 10 minutes on the computer/tablet or TV after 6pm. It made her day getting an hour of reward time.


We did a bit of a spring clean today. I needed to move the PC into the lounge and even though doing that invites family members to get on it when they visit (sometimes the only reason they visit), it had to be done. She needs to learn how to work a mouse because the swiping business on a tablet isn't useful. Made a book corner for her. She loves it. The second shelf belongs to her and she had mucho fun arranging the candles along the top.

A portrait of Larry that hung on the wall prior was beginning to creep me out. It was a portrait taken when his illness was beginning to take over. The portrait rung of ill health and I very rarely looked at it. I changed it for the one hanging. This image was a happier and healthier time in his life. Shot as we sat at a beach in Malibu. I have a dream for that wall. To be continued ..

I lit the fire twice last week. It will phase out eventually because of the change in the weather. I have not liked summer in the past, but winter was below average and I've grown an appreciation for warmer days. Warmer weather turns me into a farmer and I want to do everything in my yard that constitutes the rural life.

Soñando contigo.

via Dreammoods.com
To see your dead sibling, relative, or friend in your dream indicates that you miss them and are trying to relive your old experiences you had with them. In trying to keep up with the pace of your daily waking life, your dreams may serve as your only outlet in coping and coming to terms with the loss of a loved one.

True story.
I didn't want to come out of that dream this morning.

Y yo deseo a una estrella
Que en alguna parte que usted está pensando en mí también.

In my dream, we were also robbed and all my cameras were broken.
I woke up with the cold sweats after that one.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Sacrament Meeting.


I don't intentionally mean to be irreverent in church, but sometimes the talks are so dreary that there is nothing else to do. Then there was Mitchy who asked for a little bit of hand lotion and I squeezed half the bottle into her palm, for fun.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Friday-Saturday.

Cookies and milo with The Farmers lastnight. The Livians didn't respond to the call and The Parentals weren't interested. Brother 3 has a bad relationship with milo and cookies, specifically Griffins Gingernuts. Just thinking about him dipping them into his milo til they're soggy makes me gag.




Tashi's tomato plants hanging from the peach tree.


Saturday school. We're at s and t in the alphabet. She can't identify them for the life of her, but she can do the 'a for apple, b for boat, c for cat' etc.

Pizza Pie before rugby. Do not get thin crust pizza. It's not worth it. It was like a cracker with burned cheese. This makes it obvious that they don't adjust their ovens when cooking thin crust pizzas. Knew I should've stayed home and made pita pizzas instead.

I have maybe 40 photos of soups I need to add to the blog for that challenge I began at the beginning of winter. I didn't meet the 92 I planned for, but I got close.
This is the topper I think.
Menudo.
Looking for tripe was harder than I thought, and I didn't need that much. One place had pork tripe, but the recipe I had called for beef. I begged the butcher to double clean it and bought it home to cook. Menudo? Not too bad. Hubba thought the tripe was noodles. I have to lie to her when it comes to food otherwise she'll never eat anything.
Sushi salmon = chicken.
Pork bones = chicken.
Bacon = chicken.
Steak = chicken.
Venison = chicken.
Smoked fish = chicken.
It works.

Friday, September 12, 2014

7 days of Gratitude


Doing them all today. In no particular order.
Thank you Miss Maia.
Day 1: Love.
My mum. Brothers. Sisters. All my family. Friends.

Day 2: Forever. That's how long I'll have Larry.

Day 3: Him

Day 4: Family

Day 5: Cameras (really).

Day 6: USA. Ten of my best years belong to her.

Day 7: Home.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

9-11 NZ Time.

Today marked 5 years since she left us.
I miss her lots, 0.99% less than I miss Larry.


The boys boxing group has a Skipathon going on right now in the middle of town. They're skipping till 4pm tomorrow. Good luck with that. We went down after having dinner together at the Parentals to support for an hour. A gold coin to the cause and skip to your hearts delight. With your gold coin you also get a bacon and something sandwich. Motivating bunch of peeps down there.
Heretaunga St. looking East.

Lush getting her skip on.


Egg beater?

Double dutch.

Even the devil skips.


And Aunty Tashi.





Looking East.

And just when you thought swooning was only for boys to do ...

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Tropical death.

How to make a funeral parlour look like it's in Hawaii.

Gaussian smoothing times 6.
Digital water-blasting aka. diffuse.
Successive tint.
Sharpening.

All I need is a surfboard on top of that hearse and a beach boy holding a pineapple cocktail standing by.

I'd be embalmed there just because of the blue pretend skies.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Cross Country 2014

PA School.

Ngawi came first in his heat this year. Ever inspiring!

Rome was 3rd in her group.

Top flight security of the world Craig, not just the city - the world.
Everytime I see brother 3 in uniform I can't help but think he looks like a first class snitch.

Middle Bebby came 4th in the girls race 3rd.

Waimea ... I think Mr. Mariposa was 5th (of 6).

video
Parental Comfort.
I'm so sick right now. I might die.
Can I have your car if you die?
Yes.
Now I'm excited. 
I might die Mum.
You just vacuumed it the other day didn't you? Hope it's good on gas.
From yesterday.
Yoo-hoo, big summer blow out!

Monday, September 8, 2014

A spring day.


What are those boxes for?
For the dead.
The walking dead?
The laying down dead.
Why? I don't want you to die.
Everyone's going to die. We'll all own one eventually.
But why?
Because we all die.
Because we're sick?
Everyone has to die. It's the circle of life. Mufasa died and Simba replaced him.
Mufasa didn't have a box.
Mufasa wasn't human.
Can my box be rainbow colored?
I'm hoping by the time you're older, that twinkling of an eye ish is a staple.
Gun staple?
Yes.
What are they called?
Coffins.
Coughings? *coughs*
CoFFINS.
Oh. Like dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb we are dumb.
Yes. Just like that. 

Dressed in Anna's coronation dress today.

This fish.

Flaxmere park.


Today was so nice and spring-like, I got 4 loads of laundry done.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

From Sunday to Sunday.

We dressed for church last Sunday before we found out about our plumbing issue. We spent the rest of the morning with the Strongarms before they went back to Aukalani.

Bebby.


Counting bubbles on Tuesday.

The Farmer got a boar on his hunting trip this week. He was fizzing for the rest of the day about it and headed out again later that afternoon for round 2.


I called her Veronica .. after this other pig I know.

Pina coladas with Tyler on Friday night, minus the booze.

Went to church late. Took the time to look at our Stake Missionary board. Five from our ward. We must be doing something right as a ward to have that many out at once.
I just can't tap what it is exactly.

Fast & testimony meeting never fails to make me cringe and entertain at the same time. I forgot it was Fathers Day today in New Zealand. Happy Fathers day to all the dudes in my life.

Manned the ship in primary today.
The President wasn't there.
The 1st Counsellor wasn't there.
Three teachers weren't there.
I was swearing in my head by the time we got to Sharing Time.
There were twice as many kids as usual. It would have been ok if I wasn't sick, but I am.
Hamburgers for lunch. Home made, not McDonalds bought.
Milestone this week. I did not buy take-out at all.
AT ALL.
Next week. No chocolate.