...or is anyone else suffering from the change back from daylight saving? I'm starting to flag about 5pm and it's a downhill slide from there. The cats are driving me crazy asking for their dinner at 4pm because they think it is 5pm. Just goes to show how much our internal body clocks relate to light.
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In other news...
Blossom has been baking. Once she worked out how to turn the oven on by herself I haven't been able to stop her. She got a baking book out of the school library last Friday and produced these on the weekend. I didn't have to so much as poke my head in the kitchen. Those pink and vanilla ones are actually quite complicated, involving a swiss roll technique.Today as I was goofing around upstairs she made mini pizzas for her and her brother for afternoon tea, on plates, with accompanying glass of juice. I feel redundant, and free.
Mind you I've been cooking too. The first Quinces of the season arrived in our local fruit shop so I embarked on the Second Annual Quince Baking Marathon on Sunday. Not quite as good as last year's but tastes fine.Yesterday was our local school's cross-country carnival. Children in the 8,9 & 10 year old age group run 2km and the 11 and 12 year olds run 3km. My Blossom was a little champion, coming second in the 11yrs race. She was the only Year 5 in the top 4 finishers. Now she goes to the Zone carnival next term.
Please do not be fooled. Distance running is not a gene she inherited from her mother. The last time I ran in a cross country event was at uni in 1985. I woke up, ate a Mars Bar for breakfast and joined the inter-college event. Firegazer, then my boyfriend, waited valiantly at the finish line wondering where I had got to - having taken sooo long to finish he thought I might have just run back to college rather than finish the race. The officials were packing up the event as I finally staggered across the line.
Moving right along ... I have been dipping in and out of these books lately. My brother sent the Malcolm Gladwell books to my husband for his birthday but I've swiped them to read first. The other book,Trick and Treat, is a controversial food book. Not sure where I stand on it yet, but I'll keep you posted. It's pro meat, pro fat, anti sugar (in all its forms, incl carbs) so if you're vegetarian I'd advise that you keep clear of it. Mind you, I know a person who, after 30 years as a vegetarian, started eating meat again after reading this book.
I've started a couple of crochet projects. Then unravelled them. Then started others. Then unravelled them too. I think I need lessons from someone learned.
Firegazer engaged in Extreme Window Washing on the weekend. This little known sport involves a squeegee, a bucket of water and a ladder that doesn't.quite.reach.the.second.storey.windows. I made it clear to Firegazer that he was engaging in this sport AT HIS OWN RISK and that I wasn't going to be pushing around his wheelchair and feeding him through a straw.
These books are on my TBR list. The Secret Scripture is my bookclub choice for May. I never read my bookclub books before I choose them so who knows what it will be like. The other two books I 've heard good reports about.
And I've bought this for Blossom. I love the idea of this book, so I hope it works out well. Here is where the author got her inspiration for the story:
How To Ditch Your Fairy was inspired by my friends Ron Serdiuk and Stephen Gamble. We were driving around the Sunshine Coast (in Queensland in Australia). It’s a very busy beach holiday area and there’s crazy amounts of traffic in many of the towns. Every time we needed a parking spot, if Stephen was driving we’d get one, but if it was anyone else we were out of luck. Ron declared that Stephen had a parking fairy, which got me thinking about what other kinds of fairies there could be and what it would be like if you had a fairy you didn’t want.
Now I'd better go down to start dinner. The clock says 5.21pm but it feels like 8.21pm. Sigh.
15 comments:
I am so with you on the daylight saving - my little one is waking at 5.45am - uncool ... but mostly thank you for the lovely scarf which I won in the giveaway over at Before our time ... really stoked. It is very beautiful ... and I'm originally a sand groper too ... if that is indeed the west you are refering to...via melbourne and sydney to tassie ... anyway...
Firstly, Loz & Dinny, I had my eye on that scarf, so I expect you to give it a good home or I might just intervene.
Day light saving is a PITA. I've only got around to changing half the clocks and I keep panicking thinking its an hour later than it really is.
My watch is really hard to change as the winder has to be done up really tight and I need to use pliers to undo it. It will probably be October before that gets done.
Oh, and I'm definitely buying the cat a watch for reasons you've identified.
I love daylight saving!
As a dedicated latesleeper ( and so are my boys ), the time change is making me feel like an accomplished earlybird, and i'm not rushing out the door to make appts - it's like the world decided to turn around me! Fantastic!
:)
I'm LOVING the extra hour in bed in the morning, but not so much loving the walk home in the dark.
"Tipping Point" is a good read - short and to the point.
Monkey bounded out of bed this morning at 6.15am and demanded that I help him with his drawings at the dining room table. Ugh - daylight savings has no impact on kids that barely know what a clock is. He wouldn't even let me leave the table to make a desperately needed coffee.
Junior came home quite chuffed tonight, having placed 3rd in his cross country race today. Not bad for someone that couldn't run all last year due to the insertion of a metal plate in one leg to hold two broken bones together.
I told him how our course used to consist of 90% soft sand and running through proper bushland, with most of it being uphill. I find it funny that for most city kids, running "cross country" means not running around an oval, but running on tarmac roads and concrete footpaths instead.
We have just "sprung forward" an hour about a month ago. I can't drag myself out of bed when it is still dark. When we fall back an hour, I want to be asleep by 8 p.m. because it seems sooooooooo late!
That one-hour time-change is a killer.
Hate daylight saving. Here in Perth it'd be far more sensible to have daylight saving in winter.
But that's an idea that would truly cause brains to haemorrhage in certain sectors of the populace.
I read Enough a few months ago...will be interested to hear what you think. I think I might order that food one, just to see...
I was going to write some thoughtful, considered comment...but it completely evacuated my brain when I hit Lesley's "cause brains to haemorrhage in certain sectors of the populace" comment.
Chuckling to myself.
I just want to say thanks for such a great update - and all in just one blog! Back to your twitter now are you?
Re: Fairy Book
I really enjoyed reading it myself... :)
I like the sound of the Fairy book, can't wait to hear what Blossom thinks of it, and the Trick and Treat book - look forward to reading what you think of that one too. All the baking looks yum, it's great when they start to cook without help!!!!
Well this is all very spooky, because not only has Keira embarked on a baking phase but she also just came 2nd in the 11yrs cross country at school. She was also the only girl from yr 5 in the top 4. I told her about your post and she said "you have to tell her Mum, it's just way too spooky".
We're also a little slow to adjust this year to the change back, well some of us anyway!
Sneezing. Tired. Cranky. Daylight Savings. Wrong.
I don't have any problems with daylight saving ending - means that my clients are on the same zone as me again.
My daughter inherited my long-distance running genes - she raced hard to be third-last, and I cheered for her because I know the fierce competition that arises from the back of the pack!!
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