Another personal revelation

I luuuuuurve Friday night telly. TV3 is all BAM! BAM! BAM! from 7.30 with America's Next Top Model, Rove and Project Runway. There's no better way to end the week. Unless I get to put my feet up and enjoy a bucket, oops, glass of red wine while Jules baths Remy.

Icon not believe it.

 

Want to know one of my little secrets? I'm athiest and I love love love icons. So much so that I collect them.

I'm fussy with my icons so I only have Mary and Jesus ones. And they have to have gold on them. Lots of gold. More is more after all.

I've come upon a little piece of heaven on earth in my lovely new home town - it's called the Holy Shop, and it is full to overflowing with icons. I picked up these two little ones yesterday and I'm already planning my next trip.

 

I heart Oamaru: reason number 1

The price of a haircut here is astonishing.

I paid $90 for my last cut in Wellington; today I paid $28. It was so cheap it was as if they were paying me to have my hair done.

Oamaru is the kind of town...

...where you can happen upon a steam train when you're on a Sunday walk.

 

 

Maybe we should give him back?

Why Remy's not sleeping tonight is, for once, not a complete mystery. I think he might still be wired from the espresso he drank at 3.

I know, I know, it's irresponsible to give a baby coffee any time after lunch.

But, seriously, it was an accident. Really. Remy is fatally attracted to anything he's not allowed - my cellphone, odd bits of dirt off the floor, electrical sockets - and today it was my cup of coffee. And that child is lightening fast.

So, there you go, it was an accident. And by goodness we're paying the price tonight.

Happy days

You know what makes a good day a great day?

Rolling around on the floor, tickling a baby until he laughs so hard he snorts.

And, we'rrrrrrrrre back!

Oh yeeeeeeees world, I have broadband. Thank the gods.

Country life is treating us just fine. Jules is working hard and Remy is so busy all day that he's never slept better. I seem to spend my days trotting about, accosting unsuspecting shopkeepers and talking their ears' off.

I've found an amazing array of junk shops full full full of treasures for me to decorate our home with (much to Jules' disgust, who, by the way, has wildly different taste to me. Why did I find this out AFTER having a baby with him?). Today I bought two Crown Lynn cups for 20 cents each. Yes folks, you read that correctly, 20 CENTS each. I've landed in heaven.

We're still unpacking the house so I'm afraid there are no photos from me today because the cord is ... around ... here ... somewhere ... but as soon as I find it there will be photos galore.

Golly, it's good to be back.