What’s on your Fridge?

Last week I joined in the new (to me) Wandering Wednesday and this week I am taking up yet another new blogging challenge!

what's on my fridge august

Since all the pickles have been a tad sick this week and since they are such caring and sharing children they have given it to me now, we haven’t wandered much further than our fridge… which is why Maxabella Loves’ August Chronicles – What’s on Your Fridge blog hop seemed like such a good idea!

fridge magnet
My all time favourite fridge magnet (a gift from my SIL so she knows how true that statement really is) is holding up excursion forms that I must must must remember to fill in and send back to school for the girls.

on my fridge menu plan

The other favourite magnet holds up a prized possession… Muski’s offer for a kinder place next year! We finally got the letter yesterday after much worry that he may have missed out. Yay for Kinder! The the left is my menu planning calendar – but as you can see I haven’t done much planning for this last week of August. The last week of August?? What? How did that happen!?!?

whats on your fridge

And this little scrap of local newspaper… a reminder that we need to find some money to buy a truck load of fire wood before we run out!

Yes, life is exciting here at the Pickle Farm!

So what’s on your fridge?

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Hibernate or Nest?

There are so many things on my ‘to do’ list for around the house that I’m hoping the nesting urge will kick in sometime soon. If it doesn’t there is no way I am going to get everything I need to get done before #4 arrives. And I’m not even talking frivolous nesting activities like scrubbing baths or washing windows (though goodness knows both my bath and my windows could use some of that). I’m talking the ‘we need to make space to fit an extra person into this house somewhere’ kind of tasks.

Top of the list is getting rid of stuff.
De-cluttering – will I ever be done will this?

I need to sort through all my clothes, and get rid of heaps of them. I know, being a gazzilion weeks pregnant, extremely rotund around the middle and only having three pieces of clothing that actually fit you is probably not the best time, or frame of mind, to be culling your wardrobe, but it has to be done. It has to be done so that when I find the energy to sort though the twenty million (do you see a trend in over exaggeration here today?) boxes of baby stuff I have somewhere to put all the blankets, and nappies and clothes and related baby junk.

I also needs to de-junk the house in general. There will be visitors when this baby arrives, not least of which those who are coming to look after the other three picklebums while #4 makes his or her momentous appearance. And those people would probably like somewhere to sleep… somewhere that is not piled high garbage bags full of material and piles of books and a rock collection, plus the odd dinosaur. There is nothing worse than sharing the sofa bed with a spiky dinosaur.

Ah yes thee is much nesting to be done….. except that I am not sure that I really believe in the concept of nesting.

Sure, I did a LOT of laundry while I waited ever so patiently for Muski to be born, but that was only because my computer died and I had nothing better to do. I’m pretty sure I didn’t do anything that even remotely resembled nesting before the girls arrived… in fact I seem to recall we didn’t have a lounge room floor around about then and stepping on the dirt between the beams every time you need to get to the kitchen or bath room isn’t really conducive to cleaning.

If nesting is a real thing then exactly when can I expect it to kick in?

Maybe I am just deficient in nesting genes. Or maybe I subconsciously suppress the urge because I already know I would suck at it? Or perhaps it is just the fact that it is suddenly become winter here and dark cold days are way more conducive to hibernating than nesting.

So enlighten me dear readers? Did you nest?

image by Madbuster75 via flickr

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Sewing School Skirts.


I’ve been sewing school skirts!

Now try saying that six times really fast after a shot of tequila and a late night…. oh now where was I? Ah yes, school skirts, and I sewed them!

I am not a fabulous sewer. I can’t follow a proper pattern to save myself and I am easily confused by how all the bits go together. But I want to be a better sewer. I want to be able to sew useful stuff for me and my family, so I am trying to let go of the ‘it’s not perfect so it must be crap’ syndrome and just sew stuff. Surely the way to get better is to practice? Right?

So the girls needed something to wear to school now that the weather is getting colder. We’ve managed to find a couple of pairs of pants that fit (with alterations to keep them up – oh to be too tall and skinny) and I’m very keen on buying them the super cute school tunics, but as an extra option I decided I would sew them skirts to wear over some leggings.

I bought the green chord material months ago when I saw it in the right colour on special and just had to work up the courage to get cutting and sewing. I used one of their much loved skirts as a ‘pattern’ and after battling with the darn over-locker (how hard are those things to re-thread?) I am quite pleased with the results!

Ok, so one of the skirts is noticeably shorter than the other one, but it’s not super obvious when they have them on. Also the pocket openings aren’t actually big enough to fit a hand into, but they look cute and the girls like them and that is all that matters!

I can’t say I am in a hurry to do it all again any time soon, but I do think a different version with a drop waist and gathered skirt might be nice… one day.

Do you sew?
What have you being sewing lately?
Got any tips for a hack sewer like me?

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Washing, Washing and More Washing!

If you’ve been around this blog for a while you’ll know that laundry isn’t my strong point.

I blame a lot of things for my lack of laundry prowess. The fact that our ‘laundry’ (pictured above) is just a sink and washing machine taps that are in front of half our back door is always top of the blame list. Today I added another reason to my list, a reason I had no idea existed but it now seems so logical….

You see before today I had a tiny washing machine. A 4kg washing machine. I didn’t know it was small until I walked into the show room and saw all the gleaming white MONSTERs with numbers like 6kgs, 8kgs…. 9.5kgs!

You mean all these years, these 12 odd years, I’ve been washing tiny loads when I could have been washing huge ones??

To think I was sad yesterday when our old, reliable, SMALL Simpson washing machine stopped suddenly, never to pump out water again. I was annoyed at having to waste a day looking at washing machines, let alone spending our emergency stash on a new one.

The sales man saw us coming a mile off and, I’m sure, rubbed his hands together with glee.

Two girls walking, Daddy carrying the boy child and Mum pregnant. He steered us to the biggest most expensive model in the shop. “I bet you do a lot of washing” he said, I’m still not sure if he was feeling sorry for me or congratulating me.

We’re not that silly though… We had a budget and an idea of what we’d come for and I was only mildly dazzled by all the flashing lights and features of the top of the line models. And hello, even the 6kg washers looked HUGE to me. I wandered around in a daze muttering “but they are all so big…..”

In the end we came home with a 7.5 kg top loader and oh wow can it wash!

Now all I need a bigger washing basket, a slave to hang all that clean washing on the line and clothes that magically fold and put themselves away and I’ll be laundry legend!

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Making the Best of Home.

I’ve got a bit of a love hate relationship going on at the moment…. One minute I can think of a million things I love about this house, the next it is driving me nuts.

It’s all compounded by the fact that we are supposed to have begun renovations by now, but we haven’t. It seems there is some little glitch or other holding us up yet again – this time we are waiting on a plumber’s inspection and council forms so we can apply for our building permit.

Part of me is furious about this hold up. It’s such a stupid, waste of time thing.

Council needs us to apply for a variance for our sewage system (because we are not on mains water we also process our own waste with a clear water sewage system) to make sure it can ‘cope’ with the extra bathroom we are putting in. This is so stupid – it’s not like having another toilet is going to make us pee more than we already pee. If they were really concerned they should have asked us to apply for this variance when we added another child not another bathroom….

To add insult to injury there is a missing plumbing certificate that seems to have never been issued way back when the original owners moved the house and installed the sewage. Without which they shouldn’t have gotten an occupancy certificate, but they did and now, almost ten years later, it is our problem to chase the original plumber etc etc. blah, blah, blah…

Still, ranting and raving about it won’t change things. This is part of the joys of building and renovation. It is what it is and it won’t happen any faster because I am cranky about it.

So I’m going with my theme for 2010 – Making the Best of Things.

2010 making the best of things

Most days I’m not really bothered by the delay at all.
I do love this house, I love so many things about this house. Sure there are things about this house that drive me nuts. The fact that our ‘laundry’ covers over half our back door is one thing, and you know, the whole smallness thing, but really, when I think about it, there is way more about this house to love, than there is to hate.

Plus the change in timing is probably a good thing. Now that we are settled with where everyone will sleep I’m actually kind of glad that we won’t be without a kitchen, heating and the back wall and roof of our house when this baby is born. Doing the all that major work over spring/summer instead of the middle of winter really is a better idea.

Still some days I am frustrated…. I have such dreams for our little house, and it’s going to be so wonderful when it is all done, and we all have a little more room to move. So I’m not giving up. I’m still dreaming, and planning and affirming to the world about how wonderful our house will be when the renovations are done, and they will be done… but in the mean time, I am making this work and trying to remember and enjoy all the things I love about this old place.

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