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‘Me’ time

I was so elated to have been given a whole day to myself on Monday. What a way to punch my week in the face!

I started my day like anyone else would – drawing eyebrows on my dog..

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Snapping solo photobooth pics..

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And of course Thrifting..

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The sequinned top is one of my best thrifting purchases – except for the fact that it smells like it has been used for thirty years as a rag to sop up stale beer from the floor of the Tikipunga Tavern.

Wearing:

-Sequinned top thrown over random black shift dress (Paddys Markets – Sydney)

Gloves (Max Fashions)

Head piece and bracelet (Diva)

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I couldn’t believe my luck finding such a cheap woodland creature vase and small porcelain sparrow – the things you can walk past without giving them much consideration!

(Temporarily using vase as a makeup brush holder)

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A ‘Dumb and Dumber’ scene came to mind when I realised I found myself a ‘Samsonite’ case

A similar one on Trade Me is going for $45.00

*Winning like Charlie Sheen!*

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Cute little minty (munted) typewriter

I’m in the middle of painting Evas drawers a similar shade  – so this will sit on top

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A beautiful day.

I opshopped to my hearts content
I saw a movie
I bought a bunch of new, interesting and tasty things from the local healthstore
I went to the library and borrowed books
I sipped on peppermint tea
I bought myself flowers

I feel re-energised just taking some me-time. It makes me get back in touch with who I am, remembering who I am, remembering my beliefs, passions and loves and knowing that by helping myself like this, I’m enabling myself to help and inspire the others in my life (and of course those who pass through the wake)

So be inspired! Take some time for yourself, here’s a little something to get you started,

LIZ’S ‘ME TIME’ IDEAS LIST:

  • Get up early and watch the sunrise… it’s worth it
  • Get dressed up for no reason, set your camera on self timer and have an impromptu photoshoot
  • Eat dark chocolate in a full bath
  • Indulge in your guilty pleasure (for me that is drawing the curtains, taking the phone off the hook and curling up watching back to back Greys Anatomy)
  • Get around to actually attempting some of those D.I.Y projects you’ve pinned on Pinterest
  • Watch movies you loved as a child
  • Take a day for yourself in the big ‘city’. Explore.
  • Rearrange your personal space
  • Give yourself a $20 budget and let yourself loose in a cheap store of your choice
  • Pack a picnic and drive
  • Cook yourself a decadent meal that you would only pull out for special guests
  • Throw a blanket on the grass, watch the clouds and daydream
  • Write a letter to someone that has inspired or inspires you, tell them why they do
  • Make a video and put it on Youtube
  • Get a supermarket hair dye, a drugstore face mask, your favourite nail colour and have a spa date while watching a terribly romantic movie
  • Write a list on all the things you like about yourself, bodywise, soulwise, mindwise – journal or frame it
  • Go to a garden centre and buy some greenery for your home, bring nature indoors
  • Invest in a massage!
  • Get familiar with Etsy, buy something you don’t think you can pull off – and wear it anyway
  • Write an affirmation eg. ‘I am happy, I am blessed, I am healthy, I am joyful, I am fearfully and wonderfully made, I am free…’ and recite it daily
  • Turn off all forms of social media, find a book you can barely put down, put on a pair of comfy pants, make a caramel latte and spend the day on the couch
  • Make a time capsule
  • Find a supermarket offering ‘taste tests’ and score some freebies, then go to the chemist, try the perfume and moisturising testers and walk out giggling
  • Rent a paddleboat
  • Ride a bike with a basket on the front, pick some wildflowers
  • Flick on some Michael Buble, pour a glass of red and attempt a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle
  • Explore crowded places and seek out the solitary nooks and crannies, back rooms of libraries, climbing a tree to watch the crowd below…
  • Teach yourself the thriller dance
  • Learn the ins and outs of your digital camera
  • Clean out your wardrobe and donate the stuff you haven’t worn in a year to charity
  • Wake up early and go to a farmers market, listen to the live music over a hot cup of joe
  • Throw on some cat ears and make a hair beard

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Take some time to make yourself a priority – you are a walking love letter that is treasured, and like all treasured things, you have to look after them!

xx

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Dear Miss Laurie – February 2013

 

Dear Eva aka. Miss Laurie,

 

Ten days ago you turned 3.

We woke you up, told you that you were no longer two and you practically said, “I think that’s pretty good. Three.” As if you had come to terms with it, had analyzed it and decided it was something you could live with. You accepted the idea of your age like it was the best interest rate your mortgage broker could get you.

Your locks are golden, your legs are long, you’ve obtained purple glasses and you lied to the checkout woman at Countdown by saying I farted, when I DIDN’T! that was an outright LIE Eva! The worst thing is EVERYONE believes three year olds, they’re as honest as the day is long. Except you in this moment, when you proved to me that you’re gonna make a great Lawyer one day.

Today is my birthday and within the first 10 minutes of waking you screamed “Herpy burrday Mummy” in 5 different ways, it was beautiful. I love how the veins on the side of your head throb and the earth shifts in orbit with such joyful exertion.

Right now you are yelling “NO DADDY!, MUMMYS HOLY!” – it doesn’t make sense, but it doesn’t have to. You’re a fighter babe, I can see you fighting for justice in that courtroom already. My early retirement ticket…

It delights my heart when I watch just how much you want to be like me, we have to do our hair and nails TOGETHER. But even more so, how much the idea of wearing a dress is like someone telling you they’re gonna shout you a 10 day all expenses paid trip to Disneyland. The joy in your eyes is like you have just ‘seen’ for the first time after being blind your whole life.

Everyone that knows you, knows you dance. Our biggest joy is encouraging you to be your “Lively” self. Sundays are so much more fun with you in our lives, Worship is a dance party to you. I’ll be lying if I say it doesn’t make me emotional watching you.
I can imagine revival coming from the babies… with little people like you dancing and over throwing environments and atmospheres with your simple joy and love – we won’t have to teach you to change your thinking… we just need to teach you from day one to live in fullness… to keep doing what you’re doing and knowing that what anyone else thinks of YOU (especially in the midst of your Worship) is none of YOUR business. To live everyday walking hand in hand with your Papa in heaven, however that looks. ‘However that looks’.

6 things I’ve so far learned in my 20’s:

  1. Money is important but not the end goal. Keep your hands open, one that gives and one that receives…Your Daddy and I are believers in the idea that giving isn’t ‘giving’ until you feel it… it’ll amaze you to see how much you are blessed when you bless others.
  2. Compare negative words or thoughts with your own truth. They won’t measure up, so don’t believe them, delete them from the memory bank.
  3. A flourishing garden of friends is better than a weed ridden bunch… keep your circle open because everyone needs friends… nurture the quality and rid the weeds.
  4. Sunscreen is underestimated. Slop that stuff on like it’s mayonnaise and you are the bread. Wrinkles are cool when you earn them with age, not with sun damage. As much as Melanoma sounds like a tropical fruit, it is something to beware of… just like poppy seeds on bagels.
  5. Embrace your body, work with what you’ve got… trust me, the sooner you accept that you and every other person are different in looks, shape, weight – the more time you’ll have to be happy and the more time you’ll have for the things that matter.
  6. The best ever investment you could make is the investment into your relationship with God. It will never give you a bad return. Think about it, the more time you spend with someone, the more you begin to learn about them. The more deposits you put into a good investment, the more it has benefits. The more you sow into something, the more you reap.
    This isn’t a ‘works’ thing, as in you look at it like ‘I need to do stuff to get to know God more’ – no… stay away from that train of thought.
    Going deeper in your relationship (with anyone), there is a natural overflow of doing things because of your love for them… I love your Daddy, it’s natural to tell people how much of an awesome guy he is, because I love him… because being with him blesses me…. the same with our heavenly Father. Sow in to your relationship, let that overflow happen, if people are uncomfortable with you stepping out in such ways, don’t be discouraged, just be glad you’re doing something and ‘catching that bus’. (That’s another blog post all together). Pray for the ones who stare. That they will find freedom and liberation too… even if it comes by watching you walk in it. You don’t need anyone elses permission to ‘step out’.

My little Miss Laurie, you’re so girly but so tough. This morning you were break dancing on your colouring book, lost footing and scored some mean carpet burn on the back of your thigh, you flinched, and then shrugged like it was no big deal, just a little flesh wound. And then you reminded us about that one time you crashed your helicopter in ‘Nam. You’re so cool, you’re like those cool guys that don’t look back at explosions. You are my favourite person. Your dad is also my favourite person. I checked the ‘New Zealand Constitution’ and the Bible and there isn’t a single word in there about it being illegal or immoral to have multiple favorites. But you are, you’re my favourite person.

I love how you wake me up in the morning and ask me to sing songs about Icecream and flowers. I love how you sing me songs about Milo drinks and dresses. How you blame your own farts on others. How you want to help me with everything. How you camp out in stealth mode, waiting for the very moment your dad or myself  walk over to sit on the couch, only to ambush us and launch your long Dutch/Maori body on to the very seat we were about to sit in like you we’re throwing yourself on to a grenade Bruno Mars style. How you say ‘Hi’ to EVERYONE. How you call every older woman with grey hair “Grandma”.  I cannot contain your spirit, not that I would want to. But watching you maneuver through life makes me think you are on to something….

You make me feel like I’m doing something right.

I love you forever Eva Laurie, you make me smile everyday.

 

xx

Just a wee updatey…

Please please bare/bear/beer? with me in frequency of posts my lovelies, I’ve been as busy as a one legged man in a kicking contest these past few weeks. Here’s why… (here you go list lovers like me… one in numerical order…)
 1. We’re moving… I’ve been packing 5 years of marriage into the weakest boxes ever.
They’re the most deceptive boxes I have ever come across in my life. All looks, no brains.

2. We’re becoming Sharemilkers… so blah blah blah Accountants, blah blah blah Banks, blah blah blah GST… and all that Jazz.

3. I’ve been doing my best Proverbs 31 wife impressions by getting Cow poo up my arms, in my new haircut, cow pee splashed in my face, chipping my cherry red nail polish and smelling like yesterday all for that bit of milk in your Cappuccino….. you’re welcome.

4. I thought I was pregnant.
As my Mum says, “That’s what happens when you play tiddly winks”.
I think she might have been talking about SEX… can’t be sure though.

5. Mr Gadget and I are in the process of becoming Guardians to a couple of primary school aged girls that are from our local Childrens home… fingers crossed, prayers in the sky, we’re hoping it goes through! They’re the ebony to Miss Lauries ivory, aww.

6. Miss Laurie. She’s 15 months old now and has turned into my own weeny high maintenaced Suri Cruise. She is the most independant little lady ever. She needs a little briefcase, high heels and a cell phone. She keeps me on my feet… at least until 7pm…. or “num nums” time… aka. BED TIME.

If only there were more hours in the day.

For now… I’ll leave you with a piece of link lovin featuring my Movie boyfriend.
See you soon!!

♦ cause things are still beautiful 2nd time around ♦

and the galavanting is over….

Hello.

First blog entry in six months.

Where have I been?

October 2nd, 2010, my body shut down in many different ways.

I haven’t been able to commit myself to anything or turn up to much that requires me to exert myself.

I’m on medication and will need to be for the next year.

That’s it.

That’s where I’ve been.

I keep my cards and secrets pretty close to my chest, so of course only my immediate have been aware of my situation.

One day I’ll tell you about it.

But for now, the important thing is… I’m Baaaack!!!

♦ cause things are still beautiful 2nd time around ♦