and so.. Christmas is over, we saw in the New Year with a BANG (fireworks over the back fence - I know, fancy right?) and we are fast hurtling towards Australia Day. When will it end.. well not 2012 CLEARLY. Those crazy Mayans.. pffft.. you guys..really? You had me there for a minute.. well played.
So what a year it's been. Let's reflect.. you know you want to
JANUARY brought the notion that I could perhaps try this blogging thing.. I discovered I actually liked it. A LOT. I mean it's no secret I LOVE talking, so a vessel to channel this
FEBRUARY saw this blogging thing develop into a crazy ride as I ventured out and about discovering new and exciting places and gastronomical delights of the GLUTEN FREE variety and shared them.. A visit here ALTERNATIVE BITES A visit there GRILL'D and new food discoveries along the way WHAT'S ALL THE FUSS ABOUT QUINOA? A lot of laundry.
MARCH brought fear and trepidation into our hearts as we embarked on the most scariest of rides - Abbey's OPEN HEART SURGERY
After 4 scheduled surgeries were cancelled in the preceding twelve months, we mustered the last shred of strength we had left and held each other tight as Abb was wheeled into theatre. She practically danced through it the cheeky blighter. Good grief. So proud of our girl.
APRIL celebrated CHOCOLATE AND LOTS OF IT. Easter. My birthday pffft skip that. Some cooking and
MAY brought some nougaty goodness by way of a visit to Mondo Mondo Mondo OK not quite Engelbert but just as sickly.. I kid of course, the nougat is wonderful.. sheesh sorry Engie.
A discovery of bacon & egg cupcakes via Sarah from a dynamite blog - sarah wilson then sharing my find and baking them a lot (goodbye waistline). Spending a bit of time on the facebook page in between blogging GFH on facebook and sharing great resources like the wonderful girls from The Allergy Menu - doing great things and changing lives. Yet more laundry..
JUNE Hmmm I cooked a bit, blogged a bit, facebooked, drank a lot of coffee and pondered more blogging ideas over more laundry..
JULY Abbey turned 5. We have a beautiful, gluten free, whole-hearted (get it - no hole anymore plus the whole Heart/Hart thing). Lame. I still laughed. How much washing can one family produce? A lot it seems. Maybe I should just sleep in the laundry..
AUGUST Ben turned 2. Our beautiful blonde haired boy who has quietly observed, taken everything in his stride, was about to turn a corner - and get his own back on Abbey for all the tormenting. Passive no more. He's reaching developmental milestones. Next target payback.
Some bread making,
SEPTEMBER There's a teenager in the house. That explains all the laundry..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY J MAN. This was also the month our great pals from Queensland set foot on WA soil. We were meeting up. We were SOUTHBOUND. Abbey made her debut in the Australian Coeliac Magazine telling her coeliac story and made the Sunday Times and Perth Now with her heart journey - ABBEY HART. Garrick and I also skipped the light fandango and left the house briefly. Together. Without kids. My favourite post for the year - ROCKPOOL
OCTOBER Garrick's birthday. Still a spring chicken and a big spunk. He also wasn't here for it. Bummer. We bought him a smart TV. Turns out, it's not so smart. It hasn't worked properly since we got it. Still in discussions with Samsung. After all that coffee, I briefly entertained the idea of tea. I drank some. I did enjoy it. NATURE'S CUPPA. I am a coffee girl at heart though. Baked a bit, facebooked, found new gluten free products and spruiked about them on facebook. Ate
Going through OMO like a freight train.
NOVEMBER Are the supermarket people going to start questioning my OMO usage? Is it EXCESSIVE consumption? Is there some sort of reporting system in place? I hope not. Am I running some sort of illegal commercial laundry operation? What? I feel like 100 eyes are on me as I approach the cleaning aisle..
DECEMBER What! A whole year has gone past. We discovered CAKE POPS - so easy I can make them without having a conniption. They are awesome. We ate a lot of them - just straight out with it, an open admission right there. The J Man got a good report. An 'A' in drama - who'd have thought? A natural progression as an member of the Hart family perhaps? Don't fight it Jai. Abb also got a great kindy report although clearly a more concerted effort is required for listening on the mat without calling out and also we need to hone in on those 'not interrupting others' skills.. pffft.. times are tough when you're 5. But they loved her. She got a certificate to prove it - and I quote "Always a fabulous and dramatically expressive class member". Ha ha proud moments. We ventured south again. On a serious note, we had an unscheduled hospital stay A Tough Lesson . We bounced back. We wrote to people to educate. We got a great response and positive change is being implemented. A win for the gluten challenged amongst us. CHRISTMAS arrived before we knew it. We did the family thing. To our horror we discovered Alby Mangels lives amongst us. We met a lot of people in Wembley..
Things I have learnt along the way -
Hit save frequently
Doh! the frustration of losing stuff when you're on a roll and then having to try and be witty all over again. It loses it's shine the second time around..
Tell the people that matter you love them. Often. You never know what's just around the corner.
Standing on die cast matchbox cars and small aeroplanes with sticky- outy-bits, in the dark, in the middle of the night, is comparable to standing on Lego.. in the pain stakes
The pantry and refrigerator are the strongest magnets in the universe for children 5 and under. Don't fight it. It too shall pass.
Bad habits I have acquired along the way -
Calling everyone darl. From the Maccas drive-through kid to Abb's teacher and everyone in between. Where did it come from? How did it start? I have no idea. Mum doesn't even do it. I don't know anyone that does it. It's like a germ I picked up somewhere along the way and can't shake. A parasite feeding off my normal vocabulary and making me feel like a twit immediately after uttering. Incredibly annoying. Must stop.
Thoughts to leave you with -
the shinbone is a device for finding furniture in a dark room - unknown
nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realise you're wrong - unknown
Still here? - thanks for stopping by.. Have a great year :)