Happy Mother’s Day and the Mothers Day Classic – 2014!

The last two weeks have been somewhat emotionally exhausting. A dear family friend of mine passed away and as you can imagine my thoughts have been with her and my memories of her. This morning was the Mothers Day Classic an event to raise money for Breast Cancer. For the last five years – one of which I’ve missed due to having my appendix removed I’ve been doing this event as part of Team Amelia. Team Amelia was begun by my very good friend Amelia in support of CanTeen. Her family have continued to do it every year since her passing as a way to remember Amelia and continue to raise money for CanTeen. 

As my family friend – Marg who I mentioned above had Breast Cancer back in 2005 I felt like I wanted to do it for her as well as Amelia. I set off this morning with a bit of late start…oops along with my Mum and a friend of ours… ready to do the walk. Because of the late start it meant we missed meeting up with the team before hand… and by the time we started I ended up separating from Mum and our friend… another oops… 

Somehow though I managed to continue by myself and the more I kept going the more I felt determined and the more I felt as though both Amelia and Marg were there with me. I kept thinking about how both of these people loved doing things like this and how how they have similar traits, etc. About half way through I decided that I wanted to do another lap and then just did it! I kept thinking of them as I did it, I cried a couple of times but also smiled too. I never felt tired, puffed or lonely; I just had quiet determination to keep moving. 

By the time I caught up though with some of the girls from Team Amelia I noticed that I started to feel a little shakey and so I had to stand still for at least 15 minutes before heading home again. I know that it wasn’t a marathon or anything but doing this just felt great. Unfortunately due to not having my myki (a ticket we use for public transport) I ended up walking home as well – although this time at a slower pace… It took me approximately an hour by which time I really was exhausted! 

Because I missed the photos this morning I eventually took this goofy looking one…although I am smiling I do have to admit it is a little ‘put on’ due to being so tired. 

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Happy Mothers Day to all mothers out there – especially to of course my own – love you lots!! 

I hope that Melbournians are enjoying the sun today – came out during the walk which was just what we all needed! 

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You can never go wrong with Spag Bol!

If anyone here is reading this and thinking what on earth is Spag Bol?? It means Spaghetti Bolognese. It is late Monday arvo (afternoon) here in Melbourne – Labour Day, a public holiday – for those who are lucky enough that means getting a day off! I opened my fridge thinking about the silly mistake of not buying (gluten free) bread and not buying an onion when I was out food shopping yesterday and then thought… what on earth will I have for lunch? 

I looked at my ingredients that I bought intended for dinner and decided to have my Spag Bol for lunch instead! 

But the reason why I am writing about here is because this meal takes back me to a lot of memories. 

The first being in Italian class back when I was in Prep. We had been learning all about the different types of foods (Italian of course) Gelati, Spaghetti, Pizza… (that is all I can remember at the moment as a wonderful smell is coming from my kitchen…) and we had to do a class survey of our favourite foods. The majority of my peers said Gelati. I remember being one of the few who put their hand up for Spaghetti. Every time I went to a restaurant it was what I ordered. Every time my meal came out my parents or whoever I was with at the time would exclaim how big a portion I received and how they thought I was never going to finish it. I always managed to finish my meal. I perfected the noodle twirl with my fork and when I learnt it was more ‘proper’ to twirl pasta on a spoon I practiced that until I got it right. Although there is rarely a moment especially when I’m at home that I do this! 

The second is in all the times that I watched someone else cook it – my mother mainly, of course! For many years I would always recognise my mother’s spag bol for the way it tasted. If someone else cooked it, it was never the same. Sometimes it was not as nice… other times (sssh don’t tell my Mum) it was better… Sometimes like a lot of mother’s did she tried putting veggies (vegetables) in the sauce because me and my brother were I guess a little too fussy when it came to our veggies. It never worked though because she would put the veggies in the sauce as chunks. Not only could we see them but we could still taste them! The point is though that whenever there is spag bol there is family or friends sitting down together and sharing a bowl or plate. If you eat it alone those people are still somehow there… they are thought of even if actually not present. It cheers you up, fills you and you can eat any time of the year! 

When it has come to making it myself… I think this is one thing that I have learnt how to do by doing. Not by a recipe and with only a small instruction by my mother. Every time I make it I use slightly different ingredients but it always tastes great. It will always bring comfort and I just love it! 

The best thing is that since being diagnosed with Coeliac Disease the only thing I have to do to make sure I can still eat is use gluten free pasta!! Easy! 

It is one of my favourite foods that I can still eat! 

🙂 

 

Happy New Year!!

Happy New Year for 2014!!

I have a had a great start to the new year! Just simply hanging out with a few people who mean something to me. It was simple, relaxed and fun. With a few drinks… and fireworks on the beach. I couldn’t have asked for anything better! 

Then today I played board game upon board game and a few card games too with a couple of my friends and it reminded me of my childhood days. A lot of time back then was spent simply doing just that. 

So like normal instead of the new years resolution that might get broken my April… I have a small list of more things I want to do in 2014:

– Do a better job of looking after my teeth

– Get rid of unwanted stuff! 

– Exercise more

– Catch up with friends and family more often

– Spend quality time with above mentioned

– Do some volunteer work

– Complete my creative writing class and some stories too

– Save for a car now that I have my driver’s licence

I think that will do for now…

I hope you have all enjoyed celebrating the new year and that you remember that 2014 will the best that it can be! 

🙂 

Love Actually… is a great film!

Love Actually (2003)

Around this time of the year as a small Christmas tradition my Mum and I sit down to watch “Love Actually”… late last night when the rest of the house was asleep and most of the street too… we did just that! 

This film never gets old. The charm, the quirky jokes, the love, the all things Christmas and the lobster in the nativity scene are all reasons why I love this movie. I have watched it that many times that I know most of the lines, the songs and story-line pretty much off by heart. 

I have a lot of favourite parts, that I just cannot mention one. But I think that the message that the Prime Minister gives at the start of the film

“Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.” 

is a pretty good reason as to why I continue to watch it again and again! That even though this message is spoken through a film and the story that follows. It allows me to believe that it’s true. The world isn’t all that bad. That love and the sentiments that come with Christmas is out there in the world and with me through my family and friends. 

I hope those who are fortunate enough to have love remember what we have and are grateful for it! It is times like Christmas that reminds me of this! 

With that note… 

Merry Christmas!!

Signing off for the last time for this year! See you in 2014. 🙂 

 

More about Mary Poppins

I have given myself a project… to find out as much as I can about Mary Poppins and her creator P.L.Travers. There is now a movie coming out called “Saving Mr.Banks” which is about how Walt Disney fought with P.L.Travers over making the books into a film. Mr Disney is played by Tom Hanks and Mrs Travers is played by Emma Thompson. I love Emma Thompson and I believe that she fits the role perfectly!! I am so excited! 

So far from the trailer they have depicted Mrs Travers as though she is very much like Mary Poppins – which a lot of people thought. Mrs Travers is a mystery to most. From what I can see of the trailer this film will demonstrate that. As well how these two people had many conflicts over the making of the film… 

Here is the trailer… 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvKcwNyOnWo 

It looks so bloody brilliant. I must, I must see it!!! 

It has also sparked my interest in reading more of Mrs Travers’ books as well as more about herself. I will of course share what I find out through here… 

I hope you enjoy it. 🙂 

Children are simply great!

A child at school told me I had a fancy haircut. I decided to cut my hair back to a really short hair-do. I could not bare to wait for it to grow out anymore. That same child over-heard me singing – told me I should be famous when I grew up… When a different child pointed out I was already grown. She said that she meant when I was a mummy. When I decide to not wear make-up she says I look tired. When I do wear it she says I look nice.

Children are great. They can be honest and don’t hold back on what they think. My little sister would tell me my hair cut makes me look a boy. 

Some children are very sweet – they bring you handmade presents. They can brighten up your day or even your week. I had a child bring me something she made, it looked like she had put in so much effort. She brought it to me after only being in aftercare for a day. As she gave it to me she said “this is because I had such a great time in aftercare”. I gave her a big thank-you and told her she made my week – truthfuly told as that week hadn’t been very good for me … I think that I have enough homemade presents from kids that I could make a collage out of them.

Sometimes I believe they are in their own bubble.

In observing how they play I see them become animals of all sorts, mothers, fathers, babies, fairies, kings, queens, knights, pirates, etc. They give themselves funny names, they live in all sorts of places. A pile of leaves can be a carrot stew for their bunny (soft toy). That same pile of pile of leaves can be biscuits for their puppy. 🙂

The playground becomes a fortress, a castle, a home or an obstacle course. They can predict people’s future in a game of “MASH”. A game like many that has changed and evolved since I was a kid… that’s for sure. I love how they all think they invented the games too. They were the first ones to play them and they know all the rules.

I have children at my school who try and tell me how to do my job. Some who even start doing for it me.

It is an odd place to be – before and after school care. 5-12 year olds mixed together for either a morning or an afternoon.They may not be friends at school. But here they come toegether, play together and eat together.

Children are just wonderful! Living in their own worlds. I sometimes wish we didn’t lose that as we grow up.

What about you? Is there something you miss from your childhood?

Signing off…to clean my room… I still haven’t grown out some old habits.

 

 

Film Review: “Mother and Child”

Sorry for being out of communication for a while I was working hard on finishing my degree!! Completeling my last assignment, handing it in and presenting it in front of a panel of peers and a lecturer/my assessor – scary, scary, scary!! However I can now safely say that I’m that much closer to being a teacher! I don’t have much to say at about it at the moment as it’s still sinking in so I thought I’d write a film review instead. Here goes:

This film really took me by surprise. It is a film that resonated with me not because I’m a mother – which I’m not but because I’m human.

Although as the title suggests it is centred around the relationship between mother and child to me it is more about the realities of human life.

In one person’s lifetime they can experience a myriad of change. Change can be seen as a blessing or a burden.

The changes that I’ve endured through-out my life have seen me smile, cry, fall in a heap, conquering challenges, see a new outlook on life and ultimately grow as a person. I believe that all people have more similarities than differences and that this film captures this brilliantly.

The best part about this film is watching how these people face what life presents us and in a raw and humanistic style. There is no denying how people really are. It is through these people’s emotions, needs and thoughts that we see ourselves. We see how we want to be perceived, how society views people and how we truly are.

At the heart of it of course is that relationship between mother and child. We watch the lives of three women and their ‘journey’ A woman who gave up her daughter for adoption, a woman who is that daughter and a woman who desperately wants to have her first child.  Their lives intersect like you wouldn’t believe.  I can tell you it’s so much more than just a simple story about three different women. It’s a story about the complexities of life and all it has to behold for us.  It also in my eyes about the strength that a person can have when they are faced with it what in turn makes us who we are.

On a side note…

The song “Little One” by Lucy Schwartz is a song that compliments the film beautifully and now gets played on replay through my ipod…

Hard to find the words but if you watch this film – I’m sure you’ll get what I mean…

Signing off! All my best…

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