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Monday, April 15, 2013
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Is it April or January?!?
An amazing day weather-wise today. Sunny, breathless, and the temperature headed over the 30 degree mark. Just terrific. Glad I wasn't playing league over at Centenary Field because it was HOT!
The weather was so good that we had to have a BBQ for lunch.
And at 5.30pm, just as the sun was heading over the horizon, we could even enjoy a scotch on the Deck.
The weather was so good that we had to have a BBQ for lunch.
And at 5.30pm, just as the sun was heading over the horizon, we could even enjoy a scotch on the Deck.
Saturday, April 13, 2013
A Rare Treat - Breakfast Out!
With no kids (as they has stayed with Helen's parents
overnight) to wake us early, we were able to sleep in until about 8.00am, almost
a record for us in recent times.
Seeing as we never do it, I took Helen out for breakfast this
morning as a treat. Cafe Four is a new-ish cafe in Albion Park, and coffee with
bacon and eggs sounded great to me. Pretty good value too, with excellent thick
toast and lots of bacon with two eggs. Impressive. we both thought that it would
be a good thing to do maybe once a month. We'll see how the budget holds up.
Friday, April 12, 2013
Shaun & Julia's Wedding
Now it was time for the final Peters family member to tie the knot and fall into marriage like the rest of us.
From The Abbey, Helen and I headed back to our house, where
we were met by Mum and Dad, for our trip to see Julia and Shaun's Wedding
(capital letters everywhere there! Such important people). The day was a
cracker, which meant no need for jackets or any such things. Dad drove the four
of us up in his u-beaut car, though the conditions covering this act of kindness
was that one of Helen or myself would have to drive home. They ain't silly, my
parents...
We arrived in plenty of time, and found good seats off to the
side. The bride was only ten minutes late, which could be seen to be some kind
of miracle.
The ceremony went off without a hitch, with both bride and
groom unable to wipe the smiles from their faces, and lots of singing and so
forth. Okay, I probably didn't need to be informed that God is Love, nor have
the Macquarie Dictionary definition of 'love' explained to me, but you get that
in the church community I guess. :)
With a four hour difference between the end of the ceremony
and the beginning of the reception, we headed back to Rydges Parramatta where
the Kempsey Crew were staying the night for a bite to eat and a couple of eye
openers.
The reception was being held at the Grand Royale in
Granville. The entree came early enough, giving a little satisfaction from
hunger, but the mains did not arrive until 8.30pm, by which time most people,
who had forgone lunch for the 1.00pm ceremony, were starving. At least, those
that were not over indulging in alcohol were starving. Our table attempted to
relieve the atmosphere by trying to start the Wave, something that only really
caught on with the bridal party's table.
It was good to catch up with the family, though the drive
home to Albion Park was a long one on a Saturday night. However, under my
watchful stewardship at the helm, we arrived safely at 1.15am after a long long
day. I'm pretty sure Helen was asleep before she had even made the bedroom.
Moving Closer to God
On Friday morning the five of us headed up to The Abbey on
Jamberoo Mountain Road, to witness a religious unfolding.
Yes, that is a little bit vague, but I must say that I am
still not sure of all of the details involved. What it did involve was Helen's
mother, Christine, having her Final Profession in the Lay Carmelites of Australia. The Carmelights are an adjunct
of the Catholic Church. More information on all of this can be found here on their website for those that are interested.
I guess I should probably ask my mother-in-law straight up
rather than just go to websites, but there you go. In the fullness of time, no
doubt I will.
Anyway, it was a lovely day, and it was just Chris and her
friends and her family, along with her fellow 'sisters'.
Though Helen and I had to leave once the initial ceremony was
completed, it all went well (although Josh did come to me at one stage to ask
"how much longer does this go for?" As you would...). Better yet, we left our
kids with Chris and Chris to travel on to the next part of our day.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Final Swimming in Clothes for Jessie
Today was the final swimming lesson of the term, and it will be Jessie's final swimming lesson with Sue's Swim Stars School. She is now very competant in the water (certainly more than her father). Josh will continue on next term.
With Maddi off checking out her new dance school that she will start next term, Jess and Josh did the lesson in their clothes to get the hang of what would happen if they fell into a pool fully clothed. They did very well, but were very tired by the lesson's conclusion.
With Maddi off checking out her new dance school that she will start next term, Jess and Josh did the lesson in their clothes to get the hang of what would happen if they fell into a pool fully clothed. They did very well, but were very tired by the lesson's conclusion.
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Cataract Dam
Today we headed off for a day at Cataract Dam with Jukes family and the Young family. None of us had been there for a number of years, which possibly explained why we went via Picton Road in stead of Appin Road and added an extra half an hour ont the trip. Good thing we had the extra hour for the end of daylight savings overnight.
We all arrived by 11.30am, and ate first. Everyone had brought stuff to pool and share, and as per usual the whole affair was over-catered but in a worthwhile way. Plenty for everyone, as long as you could get the kids to sit still long enough to eat.
Afterwards we went for a walk down to the dam, which was quite a sight from above. We also picked a day when excess water was being released into the Cataract River, which the kids found exciting as well.
On our return there were many games played amongst the gathered, including soccer and cricket, while the "pretend chopping down trees" game was most popular amost the younger participants.
Some half an hour was taken up in attempting to retrieve a footy from the tree branches that Gary had managed to kick it into. Aftere several attempts to throw another ball at it to dislodge it (which only resulted in me putting another ball up there beside the first one) Richard brought in the ute and a long stick to get one ball back, but failed to retrieve the original ball.
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