Good Times
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Southport, Queensland, Australia
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
We get up but we cannot shake a fug and we cannot get going. Noah has work to do and I was planning on taking Woody to the library but these things do not happen. We do some drawings – that is pretty much all we can muster. Noah suggests we all get out in the fresh air and get rid of some cobwebs. So, we head out to the Broadwater.
Turns out my husband is a wise man and we feel better in seconds. Woody burns around on his bike and is just a sheer delight. He does a few things that make us smile. He tilts a telescope to look through it and all the water from the top of it runs all over his head. He says, 'that went well.' We crack up. Another time, he spots a man walking a puppy about 100 metres away. He is riding his bike as fast as he can and yelling out to the man to ‘wait up!’. The man looks a little confused but he does wait for Woody to pat the puppy. And then Woody rides off. We then sit on the rocks right on the water, watching the boats. It is beautiful. I read some work, but I am distracted as my mind keeps wandering off to just how magical it is to be living here. For us, it is the very best of both worlds. Vibrant city and breathtaking coast. We are happy folk.
Woody loves clambering all over the rocks and invents all sorts of rescues. He is a bit mixed up about what a ‘tide’ is – he thinks it is a monster or something chasing him. We sit here for ages, until it gets too hot.
We head to the cafe, I have my shot of caffeine and the fellas have ice creams. Woody keeps riding his bike, looking for maps to plan journeys and dogs to terrorise by riding up to really fast, then slamming on the breaks to pat them. Very funny, although it probably shouldn't be.
We intend to head home but Woody cannot pass the climbing frame without having a go, so we kick around there until the sun is furiously hot.
We head home, Woody is shattered so we sit quietly in his room and read all the books he has which mention lions. He is happy with this. Noah cracks on with work and gets an email inviting him to an interview this afternoon – so that is fab.
I rustle up some lunch and tidy up whilst Woody has a bit of TV time. Woody and I then bake a gorgeous banana and apple loaf. Woody does all the mixing and does a fantastic job. We love it. Meanwhile, Noah heads off to his interview.
Woody gets a parcel from Isla Bear. He is super, super excited. He opens it to find a lovely letter and a handmade bag that he is just over the moon about. He puts his man bag on and he stands taller and I can tell he feels pretty swish in it. Inside the bag there are 2 animal balloons which Woody decides are his two children, Charlie and Henry, (Isla’s little brothers). He puts them to bed, reads them stories and comforts them when they cry. It is very sweet. Thank you Isla Bear. You rock! You made our afternoon.
Woody and I do some painting. This goes extremely well indeed and Woody seems to be really enjoying it. He loves ‘inventing colours’ by mixing the paint and guessing what the colour will be. It is really lovely. Noah calls and I turn my attention away from Woody for about 2 seconds and he is painting himself with purple paint. Yikes. I man handle him to the bathroom and I do not know how it happens but he manages to splash purple red paint everywhere so it looks a bit like a crime scene. He has a bath and I try and get rid of the ‘evidence’. I then try and clean up the mess elsewhere.
We sit, have some cake and chat. I flick through some cookbooks and toy with doing something constructive (and very almost do) and Woody plays.
I rustles up a cheat’s dinner for Woody which he devours. He watches some TV, he is so so tired. We read some books and he is asleep. I sort out dinner for Noah and me.
Noah gets home and the interview went well. It is at this point, I realise I do not know much more than that (other than he called in at both Aldi and Ikea on the way home) so I am going to find the husband and ask the questions I should have asked several hours ago.
Righto, here is the low down. The interview was with a t-shirt screen printer’s south side of Brisbane. Interview went well and Noah said the bloke was lovely. It is a more technical position, but in a skill Noah wants to learn. It is 3 days a week, but Noah could keep freelancing as well. So, we’ll see I guess. Quite exciting though...
I sit and watch ‘Biggest Loser’ and Noah tries to work but I keep calling him in to make him watch the challenges and to tell him who I like and who I don’t. He is very patient about this. I tell Noah I am going to bulk up so I can enter the competition next year. Noah may get me sectioned before then.
I blog, I snack, I watch a movie. I catch a bit of the news and hear it is the hottest January evening in 20 years. I feel like I am melting. But I am going to leap into action soon and finish off some jobs to get ready for tomorrow.
So, it may be hotter than the sun, but we are happy, optimistic people tonight. Sleep tight. x
