Monday, February 11, 2013

The Four-Month-Late Catch-up Post...

Alas, alack, I have sighingly come to admit, that my juggling talents can no longer extend to holding down a blog like a real blogger should – unless someone invents an eight day week. Simultaneously, I have come to admit that I am extremely bad at knowing when to quit. I thought it’d sit more comfortably to be a fair-weather blogger, who pops by on an Every Now and Then, (rather than being dignified and throwing in the towel). Eye roll.

Following is some recent happenings stuff. I can’t remember the other stuff because I have turned into a fair-weather blogger, who only pops by on an Every Now and Then, (rather than being dignified and throwing in the towel). Double eye roll.

The bit about the camping...
Same place as last year, excellent company, all-day swims, explores and adventures. A stunning display of kids-in-car behaviour, with only ONE jelly snake flying out the window over the nine-ish hour journey. So impressed (relieved) that the evil parenting technique STILL works.




Wildlife spotted:
2 x Red-bellied Black Snakes
10,000,000 x Kangaroos
22 x Lace Monitors
5 (or 7,000) x Brush-tailed Possum (never could work out if it was the same characters sitting in the Weet Bix box)
20 bazillion x birds/fish/skinks/interesting insects
1 x Less Interesting Paralysis Tick.

More on That Less Interesting Paralysis Tick...
The little blighter may or may not account for a very sick, big kid for an uncharacteristically-long time. She missed the first day of school and the next and the next and after the weekend, the next and the next and she’s still not back to ‘her’. I have a self-imposed ban against medical Googling but was well into it, after the third frustrating doctor visit. After breaking my medical Google ban I became promptly aware, that while ticks are parasitically impolite when they burrow their head into your shoulder and feed on your blood, they ain’t got nothin’ on the Bot Fly. I can only assume that coming to know about the Bot Fly in the first instance and viewing one fifth of the Most Revolting Bot Fly Removal Video Ever, is the penance one pays for breaking a self-imposed medical Google ban.



The Day the Small Started School...
I had toyed with scheduling my dental appointment on the First Ever Day of School. I trusted this would distract me from the inevitable My-Baby-Has-All-Growed-Up sooky mama-ness. As it turns out, it is actually hard to weep, when your kid is that ready.





The Finishing (Including End-Weaving-In) of the Blanket of Squeak...
Unfairly named, the Blanket of Squeak is actually only soft and snugly. It’s just that I always expected acrylic yarn to have that squeak-factor. A worthy experiment, nonetheless I reckon I’d opt for a breathable cotton next time – the kid is so attached to her blanket I am even prising the thing off her in forty degree heat = Blanket of Sweat.







The Usual Compulsive Knitting For Winter in The Festering Heat of Summer...
In reaction to the completion of the above blanket and its veritable explosion of (sometimes wincing) colour, I started to prepare for a Melbourne winter and gave my eyeballs a rest with grey grey grey. All finished, except for weaving in those blooming ends and the blocking bizzo. More to come, possibly even with snazzier pics, after the sorting of the blooming ends and blocking bizzo.



The Wear Your Heart on Your Sleeve Red Cardi Number...
Because I can try ’til the cows come home to be one of those dignified designer-types dressed in understatement and confidence-inspiring muted tones, I know I’ll never be able to pull it off. My personality is too prone to outbursts of blunt, or undignified displays of excitement, or just whole doses of daggy. So I started on a cardigan in an apt blast of red. Come to think of it, I was also married in red, (though I reckon that had more to do with colour co-ordinating with a London bus).





The Something Entirely Unexpected...
It started with the Middle Kid’s Most Excellent Cello Teacher. Actually, it starts and ends with him – because I lay every blame squarely at his feet. Towards the end of last year, parent classes were run, with the aim of better enabling kid-music help at home. What I could never have imagined, is that playing the cello, (read: beginner squeaking and squawking), could come to feel as essential as breathing. I understand that this comes over as rather DRAMATIC but there is something incredibly meditative about beginner cello squeaking and squawking (unless you’re having to listen to someone else’s squeaking and squawking). Meanwhile stuff like this and this and this prompt anything from goosebumps, to forgetting to inhale, to an adrenaline-surge keeping me awake into the wee small hours. There has been much eyebrow-raising (my own included) and some discussion debating the mid-life crisis-ness of this new development.

But at least it isn’t a red Ferrari.





31 comments:

Bree said...

Wow awesome about the cello!! Very exciting for you :)

Christie said...

Hello lovely lady!

Learning the cello is VERY cool, much better than a Ferrari! Hope you are adjusting to a quiet house now that the smallest is at school- and I hope school is ready for HER!

Xxx

Melissa Gaggiano said...

Good on you, taking up the cello. Never too late to try anything new. Heck, I once gave violin a trial.

Max said...

always worth waiting for your posts. i had a similar epiphany recently with the harp (i couldn't even read music and hadn't touched a musical instrument since infant school recorder lessons) x

Tas said...

Gosh, I have been thinking of you often and miss your blogging so much. Timely that I have just been sorting photos for my first blog post in nearly 6 weeks (that's my average at the moment) and up pops a post from you.

Bugger on the tick illness :(

Maybe I should let you inspire me and I should drag my sax out of the cupboard and get back to those lessons that I was going to start 8 years ago. Relaxing, you say?

xx

Mel said...

Crack UP! I just jumped on to do my first blog post IN SEVEN MONTHS (hello, totally beat you!), and here's your return blog post! Truth be told I've been so crap at blogging that I haven't really been reading blogs either so I'm glad I didn't miss too much on your end! Now I shall go back and calmly read over this no doubt excellent post. I don't want to miss a word of it!

Kim said...

Oh wow, I've always wanted to play the cello! That's such a cool thing to do. And much better than a Ferrari! Xx

Kirsty said...

I'm happy to see you here.
I'm looking forward to a concert.
I'm glad you're not driving a ferrari - red or otherwise. x

One Flew Over said...

The next Lonsdale soiree will def require a Cello concert - you have been warned.

Lovely to 'see' you back Tan xx

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Excellent ! You're back with a cello.
It's a pity about the red Ferrari , in a way .... but a red jumper is probably quicker to knit ....

Fer said...

Hello You!

I've thought of you often (when I get my own occasional chance to breathe) and wondered how you were (unfortunately breathing took precedence over emailing you, sorry about that.....).

Glad to see your sense of humour is still intact, despite the ticks. I have a morbid dread of them too.

Nikki said...

Red cardi over red Farrari every time, for me.

Lovely to see you in these here parts again. Maybe catch you over the other side of a bottle of vino soon.... after you finish your cello practise.

A Peppermint Penguin said...

I'VE MISSED YOU!

Hope the big kid is all better now. That has to be the best first day of school picture ever. I pity her teachers, but only a little bit, they are lucky to have her. Your wee one and Nikki's Assistant are going to take over the world.

Cello. Ok then.

You needed more to do. At least it's creative and relaxing.

Awesome blanket, acrylic washes well, so good choice there with the sweaty.

Too many ends and not enough buttons is the usual state of a cardigan.

Red. It's you.

And you are every kind of awesome so the monochrome designery crowd should try to be you (they'll fail).

Missed you!!

The Foggy Knitter said...

Like Peppermint Penguin I have missed you, I was only thinking the other day about where you were. Red is a good colour for a cardigan, too much grey is dreary. Though I live in a very grey town where the sky likes to be grey a lot too, which influences my thoughts, that and school uniform.

Rock on! (and blog whenever you can :)

mel @ loved handmade said...

I think of you often, so nice to catch up on your world. Look at that beaming school girl face, hard not to be busting excited for her..x

Catherine said...

it's lovely to hear from you again! Hope your big girl is feeling better and back to herself soon, glad your Small is so excited about school, and, well, does your Middle kid's teacher teach adult beginner cello classes for non-school parents?? (just wondering... glad you are loving it) x

Stomper Girl said...

I've been a rather fair weather blogger too, life, he is just too busy some times. But I won't throw in the towel just yet either, and I'm lad you haven't. Your bubsy started school. Far out brussel sprout. Hope it is smooth sailing for her and you get to enjoy some pockets of peace at home xx

flowerpress said...

How good are those bot flies!
Bet the middle kid loves them :-)
Glad the camping was fab.
Lovely to see you here, don't ever give it up completely x

Kim said...

Love the blanket! How many colors are in it? Phew! love your funny posts too!

loopyb said...

Ahhhh lovely, just like a warm blankie and a cup of tea!

Hugs to the big
Awesome to the Middle
and YAY!!!! to the small (can't believe how long her hair is!!!!)

Big love XXXXXXXXXX

cityhippyfarmgirl said...

I still use that BRILLIANT jelly snake incentive with my small people and was just telling someone else about it last week. (They somehow didn't think it was quite as brilliant as I did though...maybe not enough car trips for them.)
Red cardi, yes!
Your small at school? How can it be??
Blogging? when ever it happens I say.

june at noon said...

I mean it, I was thisclose to sending you an e-mail to say, "HEY! WHERE ARE YOU?" I'd rather you a fair-weather blogger than not at all. Call me selfish if you must.

Gosh, hope the kiddo is feeling better. Internet medical advice is a mixed bag, for sure.

The squeaky blanket looks wonderful and cozy and cheerful and you'd have a hard time prying it out of my hands too.

And, last, I suddenly and impulsively took up violin some seven years ago or so. Have always admired the instrument, love strings sections, and figured it wouldn't be so hard since I already read music. I eventually got too busy to make anything of it, but I still get it out and squeak away from time to time. I understand the need. :)

Kylie Hunt said...

Oh wow - cello! That's excitement. What a beautiful instrument and I can absolutely see how meditative it would be... but how is Mr Middle dealing with the usurpment or is it usurpnicity? When my big Mr started learning guitar, the little one was in a huff for ages about 'her' music being stolen from her... umm, yes she is very possessive ;) Hopefully, no such woes at your place. Squeaky blankie looks gorgeous and so nice that it's loved. And you know that any kind of grey will be loved by me - can't wait to see it! Beautiful vibrant red too, Mrs - not unlike yourself :) Lovely to see you back here, even if it is occasionally these days. Kxx

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Marcus said...

Too completely crazy; I was just thinking these past couple weeks how I'd "have loved to have learned cello" and it was gradually dawning on me that I can just LEARN IT NOW. Well done, you! Once again, thanks for that bit of extra inspiration. I'm glad to see you back and very happy you didn't take the dignified road.

nikkishell said...

I'm glad you're still blogging ;) I've been a sporadic blogger this past year too.
I LOVE that you have taken up the cello!

A Peppermint Penguin said...

it's been another 4 months already. I'm sure it has.

cutepaintgirl said...

just stumbled on your blog while chasing down the fabulous talented chic tutorial!! Love love love the way you write....I am also a blogger....on hiatus....and too stubborn to just throw in the towel...I WILL GET BACK TO IT....so I tell myself daily...weekly...monthly....
thanks so much for the chicks...and the laughs....I feel inspired...I'll link to you as soon as a get my lazy yass to blogging again!!!

anna said...

i'm glad to see that the fact that i've become a fair-weather blog reader hasn't resulted in too much catch up due to your fair-weather blogging regime … knowing when to quit is rather hard … (and i hope the day never comes as you make me giggle far to much … (but would totally understand if you felt you had to)) … i tried cello in highschool … it did't stick … but i can completely understand the goosebumps, forgetting to inhale, adrenaline-surge stuff … as i've recently discovered instagraming does all those things for me … (and simultaneously causes attacks of fair-weather blogging too) … i fear i need IG anonnymous

heather said...

hi friend. i haven't been blogging so much these days, but i think i may be doing more of it this summer, well, summer here. i'm hoping you will start back up! we can encourage one another! thinking of you. wondering about you. love. heather