<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139</id><updated>2012-01-27T14:04:38.260+11:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='homemaking'/><category term='poo'/><category term='breadmaking'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='sexxy knitting'/><category term='Research'/><category term='growing food'/><category term='teacuppery'/><category term='sourdough'/><category term='brewing'/><category term='duststorm'/><category term='Paid post'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='garden'/><category term='Parenting fail'/><category term='Breakfast'/><category term='easter'/><category term='Adventure'/><category term='wellbeing'/><category term='Chook news'/><category term='home'/><category term='Chooks'/><category term='Blog This'/><category term='Running Scared'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Plagiarism'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='arm-pittery'/><category term='NaBloWriMo'/><category term='family'/><category term='harvest'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Screamies'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='water dowsing'/><category term='Mumndad'/><category term='giveaways'/><category term='making stuff'/><category term='writerlyness'/><category term='MBSOR'/><category term='Domestic goddess'/><category term='frugal'/><category term='Daily garden'/><category term='spiders'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='soap'/><category term='cake Friday'/><category term='disasters'/><category term='Fabulous Forty'/><category term='MikeAnn'/><category term='Sustainable living'/><category term='dodgy past'/><category term='Larger screamie'/><category term='party'/><category term='Basics'/><category term='hubby'/><category term='school'/><category term='dog'/><category term='Embroidery'/><category term='stockpile'/><category term='preserving'/><category term='comps'/><category term='xmas'/><category term='dieting'/><category term='40'/><category term='Tory Hayward'/><category term='freaky'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='chickens'/><category term='Sebby'/><category term='Smallest screamie'/><category term='Muffin recipe'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Awww'/><category term='overwhelmed'/><category term='Pet hates'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='mcdonalds'/><title type='text'>Caitlyn Nicholas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>910</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2644839318539010347</id><published>2012-01-24T10:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:42:14.634+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Vermeer</title><content type='html'>My mother is an alpaca enthusiast. &amp;nbsp;To date she's had &lt;a href="http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-lord-its-march.html"&gt;two alpaca's and two sheep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6rTdELXuKk/SauHEOpmjII/AAAAAAAAA8o/E0geRAyz3oc/s1600/25+Feb+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6rTdELXuKk/SauHEOpmjII/AAAAAAAAA8o/E0geRAyz3oc/s320/25+Feb+040.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jock, Pepe, Blackie and Brindle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Sadly Blackie the sheep and Jock the Alpaca have succumbed to old age in recent months. Leaving Brindle the sheep and Pepe the Alpaca to wander around like lonely clouds in a very big paddock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is about to kick off her Great Alpaca Adventure, and is in the process of acquiring a flock of knocked-up Alpaca ladies. &amp;nbsp;However, when the people at the Alpaca stud heard of lonely Pepe and Brindle they sent Vermeer to keep them company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-psq0bedDImQ/Tx3vTjxfkmI/AAAAAAAACng/uBaaSr_TWKU/s1600/IMG_0452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-psq0bedDImQ/Tx3vTjxfkmI/AAAAAAAACng/uBaaSr_TWKU/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vermeer - aged 2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He is only 2 and has never met a sheep before, so is very wary of Brindle (who is taking full advantage and chasing him when she thinks noone is looking). &amp;nbsp;I wonder what Vermeer thinks Brindle is? Maybe a very short Alpaca who collided with a wall??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYjfDtUktBU/Tx3vNAeFafI/AAAAAAAACnQ/cVGuX6wH0pM/s1600/IMG_0448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYjfDtUktBU/Tx3vNAeFafI/AAAAAAAACnQ/cVGuX6wH0pM/s320/IMG_0448.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all adore him&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's also a lot tamer than Pepe and talks to you when you get close. &amp;nbsp;The whole family is completely smitten and Miss 6 and 7 keep sneaking off to feed him bits of hay and check he's not homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2644839318539010347?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2644839318539010347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2644839318539010347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2644839318539010347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2644839318539010347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2012/01/introducing-vermeer.html' title='Introducing Vermeer'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6rTdELXuKk/SauHEOpmjII/AAAAAAAAA8o/E0geRAyz3oc/s72-c/25+Feb+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2522791316625504729</id><published>2012-01-22T08:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:18:55.588+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip Back In Time...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Last weekend we had a family adventure to Jenolan Caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was lovely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnQbCetcvwk/TxsppU1RsHI/AAAAAAAACnI/BGRg5Ls6gfU/s1600/IMG_0428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnQbCetcvwk/TxsppU1RsHI/AAAAAAAACnI/BGRg5Ls6gfU/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Road in&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The accommodation was modern...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDlbnbGWZFA/TxsphEvsyXI/AAAAAAAACm4/Scx-NBB1SEc/s1600/IMG_0426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDlbnbGWZFA/TxsphEvsyXI/AAAAAAAACm4/Scx-NBB1SEc/s320/IMG_0426.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our TV - it had one channel which played religious movies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The caves had the same displays they did 25 years ago when I went as a kid, and the guide was still making mother-in-law jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EimyJKY7i8/TxspcQZOddI/AAAAAAAACmw/gDMInVtddTw/s1600/IMG_0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EimyJKY7i8/TxspcQZOddI/AAAAAAAACmw/gDMInVtddTw/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I paid $60 for my family to see that&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrZPRsIj4Lg/TxspkpDB18I/AAAAAAAACnA/nHyksHiL1J8/s1600/IMG_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrZPRsIj4Lg/TxspkpDB18I/AAAAAAAACnA/nHyksHiL1J8/s1600/IMG_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the views were spectacular...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrZPRsIj4Lg/TxspkpDB18I/AAAAAAAACnA/nHyksHiL1J8/s1600/IMG_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrZPRsIj4Lg/TxspkpDB18I/AAAAAAAACnA/nHyksHiL1J8/s320/IMG_0427.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Road out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The kids loved it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2522791316625504729?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2522791316625504729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2522791316625504729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2522791316625504729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2522791316625504729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2012/01/trip-back-in-time.html' title='Trip Back In Time...'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnQbCetcvwk/TxsppU1RsHI/AAAAAAAACnI/BGRg5Ls6gfU/s72-c/IMG_0428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7628971017424198818</id><published>2012-01-21T11:12:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T11:17:34.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Organised: Bag Nook</title><content type='html'>Just over a week to go and the Screamies are back to school. &amp;nbsp;My sense of deep relief is tempered by a strong sense of foreboding, as I think we're in for a challenging term with Miss 6. &amp;nbsp;The end of last year was desperately stressful, and we've been working throughout the holidays with some awesome people to make sure that this year is played to a different (better, happier) tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still worried though. &amp;nbsp;And though repeating 'its going to be fine' whilst eating lindt chocolate is helping a lot, I've also been working hard to get the house organised - so that things go as smoothly as possible, and also to stop myself thinking about it all too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first area to tackle has been our bag nook (I always think &lt;i&gt;bag nook&lt;/i&gt; sounds like a delicious Middle Eastern dish, maybe that's just me, hmm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looked a couple of days ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bNfzBADPjU/TxoAL51DN4I/AAAAAAAACmY/FQVFpZV5fhw/s1600/IMG_0435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bNfzBADPjU/TxoAL51DN4I/AAAAAAAACmY/FQVFpZV5fhw/s320/IMG_0435.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-plyS_62KlKU/TxoARUeQWSI/AAAAAAAACmg/vgvazZNXw-4/s1600/IMG_0440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-plyS_62KlKU/TxoARUeQWSI/AAAAAAAACmg/vgvazZNXw-4/s320/IMG_0440.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to hang the noticeboard later on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hats will go up the top, bags on the hooks, shoes and other guff in the baskets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a cheap corkboard and covered it with some material from my stash. &amp;nbsp;This will hold invitations, notes going to and from school, as well as the kids routines - a pictorial one for Miss 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQilYsnbY7s/TxoAXq6HM9I/AAAAAAAACmo/8Ygf1R1NYPU/s1600/IMG_0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQilYsnbY7s/TxoAXq6HM9I/AAAAAAAACmo/8Ygf1R1NYPU/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school bags have been washed (which is why it is now pouring in Sydney, if anyone was wondering). &amp;nbsp;Despite strict instructions not to wash them, I kind of had too (ew, that is all), but did it on a delicates cycle with lux flakes and they're all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next challenge is to turn the playroom into a better space for playing/homework. It used to work wonderfully, but its not kept up with the kids changing needs and is now just a cluttered space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has all been inspired by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theorganisedhousewife.com.au/" title="The Organised Housewife"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Organised Housewife" src="http://theorganisedhousewife.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/TOH_Blog_Button.jpg" style="border: none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7628971017424198818?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7628971017424198818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7628971017424198818' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7628971017424198818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7628971017424198818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-organised-bag-nook.html' title='Getting Organised: Bag Nook'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bNfzBADPjU/TxoAL51DN4I/AAAAAAAACmY/FQVFpZV5fhw/s72-c/IMG_0435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6541996483607164251</id><published>2012-01-10T09:54:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:54:57.615+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the Painted Toenails</title><content type='html'>Went shopping for nail polish with the kids yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt_-8tgVtDw/Twtu7sHuseI/AAAAAAAACmI/ZRhCHNLgb_M/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-09+at+14.31+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt_-8tgVtDw/Twtu7sHuseI/AAAAAAAACmI/ZRhCHNLgb_M/s320/Photo+on+2012-01-09+at+14.31+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rarrrgh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Was after something low-key, ended up with lurid pink and purply-grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made three new year's resolutions on Twitter very close to midnight on the 31st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;2012 is going to be the year of writing, and painted toenails, oh and gin.&lt;/blockquote&gt;So far I've been all over the first and the last, and yesterday I felt it was time to redress the second. &amp;nbsp;Yes I know it says toenails, but seriously people, you do not want pictures of my feet up here. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6541996483607164251?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6541996483607164251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6541996483607164251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6541996483607164251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6541996483607164251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-of-painted-toenails.html' title='Year of the Painted Toenails'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt_-8tgVtDw/Twtu7sHuseI/AAAAAAAACmI/ZRhCHNLgb_M/s72-c/Photo+on+2012-01-09+at+14.31+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2169782747618275301</id><published>2012-01-09T08:31:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:32:51.121+11:00</updated><title type='text'>K.I.S.S.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the simplest advice is the most effective.&lt;br /&gt;Also, this diagram is a lot cheaper than years of therapy - trust me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/16452683/islifegood/islifegood_standard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/16452683/islifegood/islifegood_standard.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2169782747618275301?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2169782747618275301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2169782747618275301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2169782747618275301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2169782747618275301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2012/01/kiss.html' title='K.I.S.S.'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-599744312068239265</id><published>2012-01-07T11:15:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T18:43:18.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Peaches</title><content type='html'>WOW, its been an amazing start to the year! &amp;nbsp;I had so much fun with the giveaway contest and still can't believe I had so many entries. &amp;nbsp;Thank you again to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its full swing summer holidays at the moment, and days are spent at the beach or playing (well supervising from under the gazebo) in the garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vegie garden is looking very scrappy, I tend not to grow stuff over summer, as it only takes one 40 degree day with a westerly gale and I lose everything. So I'm harvesting what we've got (leeks, so many leeks!) until its time to start the winter planting at the end of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we ate the first of our peaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BuA2EfY6kVY/Twf3hGaiuuI/AAAAAAAACmA/z9vH1dCR-po/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BuA2EfY6kVY/Twf3hGaiuuI/AAAAAAAACmA/z9vH1dCR-po/s320/photo.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are white peaches and tasted utterly divine&lt;a href="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/013.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/013.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, if you don't mind about the wretched fruit fly larve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-599744312068239265?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/599744312068239265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=599744312068239265' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/599744312068239265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/599744312068239265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2012/01/summer-peaches.html' title='Summer Peaches'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BuA2EfY6kVY/Twf3hGaiuuI/AAAAAAAACmA/z9vH1dCR-po/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-703644324768984409</id><published>2011-12-30T01:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:25:57.780+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comps'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year - Gift Card Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Craig Smith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;email coming to you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2YKhFope8U/Tvp-xKjk2oI/AAAAAAAACls/FyfjycPfCV4/s1600/giveaway+hop+new+year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2YKhFope8U/Tvp-xKjk2oI/AAAAAAAACls/FyfjycPfCV4/s320/giveaway+hop+new+year.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Craig&lt;br /&gt;And a huge, huge thank you to everyone who entered.&lt;br /&gt;I had 304 entries in total!!&lt;br /&gt;And it was such a lovely lovely way to celebrate my 40th Birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-703644324768984409?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/703644324768984409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=703644324768984409' title='65 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/703644324768984409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/703644324768984409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year-gift-card-giveaway.html' title='Happy New Year - Gift Card Giveaway'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2YKhFope8U/Tvp-xKjk2oI/AAAAAAAACls/FyfjycPfCV4/s72-c/giveaway+hop+new+year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>65</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-1270373737487503206</id><published>2011-12-29T15:44:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:34:06.497+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Forty'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Forty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IztaSAJn5dk/TvvvBh2qZPI/AAAAAAAACl4/uTNItXiKXNI/s1600/40-Hurrah.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IztaSAJn5dk/TvvvBh2qZPI/AAAAAAAACl4/uTNItXiKXNI/s1600/40-Hurrah.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been away to a place so remote that the internet goes at DIAL UP speed, AND I had to drive down the road to get phone access. &amp;nbsp;Yes. I have been at my parents house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Civilisation I have missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday it's my 40th Birthday. 1st January. Oh yes indeedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid my thirties farewell without much regret - though I do miss my early thirties pre-babies flat tummy (miss you xxx). &amp;nbsp;I'm looking forward to my forties, I think its going to be an awesome time for me and my little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few months I've been mulling over how to kick off this next decade. &amp;nbsp;Hubs and I have discussed a few ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Party - great except I'm an anti-social introvert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner somewhere nice - great except I like to be in bed by 8pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holiday - great except travel makes me constipated - which would be a terrible state to start my 40s in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I kid. &amp;nbsp;Any of those would be utterly wonderful and I'd love them, but hubs's work contract has just ended and we're hoarding the pennies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got to thinking about celebrating my 40th in a meaningful way without spending much money (or none at all). &amp;nbsp;And that led me to thinking about the things that fill me with joy, and then I realised that those things don't cost anything anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up with this list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my plan to celebrate my 4th decade (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;5th!! its my 5th decade, ahem, thanks Jennie :)&lt;/span&gt;) on the planet is going to go something like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk - a dawn walk on Long Reef Beach with my family watching the sun rise up out of the ocean, we'll bring breakfast with us and thermos of tea. &amp;nbsp;Perfect. Also rain is my favourite beach weather, so I don't mind what the weather is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cook - a feast at home. &amp;nbsp;Huge bowl of prawns with homemade mayo and a cold beer - something fun that doesn't take hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give - I love to give and I love to knit. &amp;nbsp;So over the year I'm going to knit 40 of my world famous dishcloths and give them away - via the blog, watch this space!&lt;i&gt; (On the subject of giveaways, a book voucher giveaway is starting here tomorrow - shhh, its a surprise)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn - I'm starting Embroiderer's Guild courses this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grow - you all know I love my garden. So I'll be planting an avocado tree and watching hubs turn the front garden into a space that fills me with delight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cannot wait :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-1270373737487503206?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/1270373737487503206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=1270373737487503206' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1270373737487503206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1270373737487503206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/celebrating-forty.html' title='Celebrating Forty'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IztaSAJn5dk/TvvvBh2qZPI/AAAAAAAACl4/uTNItXiKXNI/s72-c/40-Hurrah.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5466783769788535079</id><published>2011-12-24T21:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:34:22.148+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas YAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGjop9nSCVE/TvWm9AemKdI/AAAAAAAAClg/ppD48YmQRug/s1600/3726eb59-5ba9-401d-9001-e29b6d48d704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGjop9nSCVE/TvWm9AemKdI/AAAAAAAAClg/ppD48YmQRug/s320/3726eb59-5ba9-401d-9001-e29b6d48d704.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trapped in the house with my family and Miss 5 has just locked us all out of the bathroom. Help meeeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5466783769788535079?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5466783769788535079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5466783769788535079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5466783769788535079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5466783769788535079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-yay.html' title='Christmas YAY'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGjop9nSCVE/TvWm9AemKdI/AAAAAAAAClg/ppD48YmQRug/s72-c/3726eb59-5ba9-401d-9001-e29b6d48d704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8751521099203565100</id><published>2011-12-21T20:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:34:22.159+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>The Gingerbread house</title><content type='html'>Today was gingerbread house decorating day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDnAHpf2ARg/TvGoBtU3sjI/AAAAAAAAClA/7-tDHTS16DA/s1600/IMG_0383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDnAHpf2ARg/TvGoBtU3sjI/AAAAAAAAClA/7-tDHTS16DA/s320/IMG_0383.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decorated by hubs and the kids&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I left the decorating to the rest of the family this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing a novella at the moment (30,000 words). &amp;nbsp;I'm planning to submit it to Entangled Publishing on 15th January as part of their call for Geek Girl stories. &amp;nbsp;So far I have a kick-arse story, but its only 10,000 words long. Which has turned me into a bad tempered headphone wearing individual who is glued to her computer - well, in between over-compensating the kids with lollies and movies, to alleviate a massive glut of mother guilt because I'm not rushing about with carols on full blast and the house smelling of frankincense and myrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, if I'd been left to decorate the Gingerbread house, it'd would've ended up looking a lot like Edenland's House of Doom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbCFmLOOrRM/TvGoC8OhkEI/AAAAAAAAClI/bC4iFqwKlmg/s1600/79bf66d6276111e19896123138142014_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbCFmLOOrRM/TvGoC8OhkEI/AAAAAAAAClI/bC4iFqwKlmg/s200/79bf66d6276111e19896123138142014_7.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This sublime gingerbread house has an &lt;a href="http://www.edenriley.com/2011/12/not-goddamn-christmas-post.html"&gt;accompanying blog post and vlog&lt;/a&gt; over on &lt;a href="http://www.edenriley.com/"&gt;Edenland's blog&lt;/a&gt;, which if you don't know it already, is well worth a read :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8751521099203565100?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8751521099203565100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8751521099203565100' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8751521099203565100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8751521099203565100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/gingerbread-house.html' title='The Gingerbread house'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDnAHpf2ARg/TvGoBtU3sjI/AAAAAAAAClA/7-tDHTS16DA/s72-c/IMG_0383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5719749740585767561</id><published>2011-12-14T15:33:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:34:22.153+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>The SAHM 12 Days of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;On the First day of Christmas the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Second day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two tired children&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Third day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three ice-skating lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Fourth day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four swollen tonsils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Fifth day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days of rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Four swollen tonsils,&amp;nbsp;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Sixth day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six craft activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Five days of rain,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Four swollen tonsils,&amp;nbsp;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Seventh day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Seven howling tantrums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Six craft activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Five days of rain,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Four swollen tonsils,&amp;nbsp;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Eighth day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight glasses of alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Seven howling tantrums,&amp;nbsp;Six craft activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Five days of rain,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Four swollen tonsils,&amp;nbsp;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Ninth day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Happy Meal Toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Eight glasses of alcohol,&amp;nbsp;Seven howling tantrums,&amp;nbsp;Six craft activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Five days of rain,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Four swollen tonsils,&amp;nbsp;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Tenth day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten loads of washing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Nine Happy Meal Toys,&amp;nbsp;Eight glasses of alcohol,&amp;nbsp;Seven howling tantrums,&amp;nbsp;Six craft activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Five days of rain,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Four swollen tonsils,&amp;nbsp;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Eleventh day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven presents forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ten loads of washing,&amp;nbsp;Nine Happy Meal Toys,&amp;nbsp;Eight glasses of alcohol,&amp;nbsp;Seven howling tantrums,&amp;nbsp;Six craft activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Five days of rain,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Four swollen tonsils,&amp;nbsp;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the Twelfth day of Christmas&amp;nbsp;the Universe gave to me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve burnt biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Eleven presents forgotten, Ten loads of washing,&amp;nbsp;Nine Happy Meal Toys,&amp;nbsp;Eight glasses of alcohol,&amp;nbsp;Seven howling tantrums,&amp;nbsp;Six craft activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Five days of rain,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Four swollen tonsils,&amp;nbsp;Three ice-skating lessons,&amp;nbsp;Two tired children, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Very long school holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5719749740585767561?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5719749740585767561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5719749740585767561' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5719749740585767561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5719749740585767561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/sahm-12-days-of-christmas.html' title='The SAHM 12 Days of Christmas'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6117080586140261329</id><published>2011-12-12T05:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:34:59.557+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Holidays Day 3</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of The Horror: Supposed to be Ice skating, but thanks to a large selection of traffic lights simultaneously going tits-up - leading to unimaginable traffic chaos - we ended up at Puss In Boots 3D. &amp;nbsp;I thought it was weird to the point of creepiness, the kids utterly loved it. &amp;nbsp;Cost $48. I winced. Actually I'm still wincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of The Horror: Finally made it to Ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 of The Horror. &amp;nbsp;Guess WHAT??? More ice skating. &amp;nbsp;If you see me around and about rugged up like a michelin man even though its Summer, its because my &lt;i&gt;bones, liver and other essentials&lt;/i&gt; are still frozen. &amp;nbsp;So. Frickin. Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0gvq8VE344/TuLfe7pNTbI/AAAAAAAACkc/b_OEcDjUBYM/s1600/IMG_0339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0gvq8VE344/TuLfe7pNTbI/AAAAAAAACkc/b_OEcDjUBYM/s320/IMG_0339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rink&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Once I was turned into a human icy-pole, hubs rolled me out to the car and we hurried off to &lt;a href="http://www.brasseriebread.com.au/"&gt;Brasserie Bread &lt;/a&gt;down in Banksmeadow (on Botany Bay near the airport if you haven't heard of it). &amp;nbsp;I had the kids enrolled in one of their free baking classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs and I got to scoff artisan breads and cakes in the cafe whilst the Screamies created...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_Phsp3QsoA/TuLfjknNJXI/AAAAAAAACkk/DIfZuNi5FP0/s1600/IMG_0343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_Phsp3QsoA/TuLfjknNJXI/AAAAAAAACkk/DIfZuNi5FP0/s320/IMG_0343.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bird, cinnamon scrolls and some pizza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkluaP2vsr4/TuLfoc1fj8I/AAAAAAAACks/VC9RI3fqKvA/s1600/IMG_0344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkluaP2vsr4/TuLfoc1fj8I/AAAAAAAACks/VC9RI3fqKvA/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;More pizza, cinnamon scrolls and a butterfly with choc chips&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;There are worse ways to spend an hour, and the heaps long drive was so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6P4poldct_s/TuLftTxhKZI/AAAAAAAACk0/WjGfXrSBkDE/s1600/IMG_0345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6P4poldct_s/TuLftTxhKZI/AAAAAAAACk0/WjGfXrSBkDE/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They do grown-ups baking classes too, this is what you can make.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome eh??&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Eight weeks to go people. Eight weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post is dedicated to Jill, Lyndel and Megan. Thanks for the endless hugs and support and thanks for reminding me why I write this blog. &amp;nbsp;You guys are the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6117080586140261329?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6117080586140261329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6117080586140261329' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6117080586140261329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6117080586140261329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/holidays-day-3.html' title='Holidays Day 3'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0gvq8VE344/TuLfe7pNTbI/AAAAAAAACkc/b_OEcDjUBYM/s72-c/IMG_0339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8779464730964021170</id><published>2011-12-11T05:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:35:16.006+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smallest screamie'/><title type='text'>Have you any wool??</title><content type='html'>There is one person in the world who has had as tough a year with Miss 5 as hubs and I. &amp;nbsp;Miss 5s teacher. &amp;nbsp;The Universe smiled on Miss 5 when they assigned her kindi teacher. &amp;nbsp;We were blessed with one of the warmest, kindest, gentlest individuals that I have ever met. &amp;nbsp;We took the journey from bewilderment and frustration to Aspergers diagnosis together, and when I was beside myself with stress and grief she was a rock solid support, her positiveness and optimism never wavered for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A comment she made recently to my Mum has become my mantra when things are really tough. &amp;nbsp;"She has so much potential (Miss 5). It will take us a couple of years to properly unlock it, but when we do it will be wonderful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way I can ever fully express my thanks to that gracious lady. &amp;nbsp;But I did make this cross-stitch as a small way of showing our gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfjluzZModw/TuLb--_Wp_I/AAAAAAAACkU/pAD25nGHsgw/s1600/IMG_0331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfjluzZModw/TuLb--_Wp_I/AAAAAAAACkU/pAD25nGHsgw/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for everything you did for our little black sheep&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8779464730964021170?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8779464730964021170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8779464730964021170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8779464730964021170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8779464730964021170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-you-any-wool.html' title='Have you any wool??'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfjluzZModw/TuLb--_Wp_I/AAAAAAAACkU/pAD25nGHsgw/s72-c/IMG_0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3668620846798674011</id><published>2011-12-10T14:59:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:03:45.204+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Upcycling a towel rack</title><content type='html'>We don't use our heated towel racks any more - too expensive to run and really, not necessary in this climate.  Also this one kept blowing all the fuses - which is upsetting with any electrical device, but doubly so when that device is in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gathered my initiative and have up-cycled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ry0ZHftwpmY/TuLZIAmCB0I/AAAAAAAACkE/kEWDxrdlcgA/s1600/IMG_0346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ry0ZHftwpmY/TuLZIAmCB0I/AAAAAAAACkE/kEWDxrdlcgA/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet another stroke of genius, or something&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3668620846798674011?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3668620846798674011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3668620846798674011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3668620846798674011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3668620846798674011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/upcycling-towel-rack.html' title='Upcycling a towel rack'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ry0ZHftwpmY/TuLZIAmCB0I/AAAAAAAACkE/kEWDxrdlcgA/s72-c/IMG_0346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-1123002687649624426</id><published>2011-12-09T14:48:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:03:57.558+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Decorating the Tree</title><content type='html'>So last weekend, with beer in hand and Michael Buble warbling away, we decorated our tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s79QQ1b6igs/TuGEjMtGz3I/AAAAAAAACjs/ap0umtZRto8/s1600/IMG_0301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s79QQ1b6igs/TuGEjMtGz3I/AAAAAAAACjs/ap0umtZRto8/s320/IMG_0301.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slight issue with star on top&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EkFjdbMUeEU/TuGEnzkpiMI/AAAAAAAACj0/qLcHSSzzsl4/s1600/IMG_0316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EkFjdbMUeEU/TuGEnzkpiMI/AAAAAAAACj0/qLcHSSzzsl4/s320/IMG_0316.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lights&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z4tKvsI1QL0/TuGErthq9WI/AAAAAAAACj8/bVxB0eUY3qY/s1600/IMG_0329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z4tKvsI1QL0/TuGErthq9WI/AAAAAAAACj8/bVxB0eUY3qY/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the finished result - you can never have too much tinsel&lt;br /&gt;Star got banished to the chimney - we decided it could be the 'guiding light' for Santa or any passing wise men&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-1123002687649624426?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/1123002687649624426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=1123002687649624426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1123002687649624426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1123002687649624426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/decorating-tree.html' title='Decorating the Tree'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s79QQ1b6igs/TuGEjMtGz3I/AAAAAAAACjs/ap0umtZRto8/s72-c/IMG_0301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2827327062348168951</id><published>2011-12-05T10:21:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:03:57.568+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Home made pressies</title><content type='html'>Pressies for the teachers.... Four types of homemade soap, and some knitted dishcloths.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MyvdIP_gIe0/TtwAV_SCH6I/AAAAAAAACjk/tDkVmVVvrV8/s640/blogger-image--1563131116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MyvdIP_gIe0/TtwAV_SCH6I/AAAAAAAACjk/tDkVmVVvrV8/s640/blogger-image--1563131116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2827327062348168951?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2827327062348168951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2827327062348168951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2827327062348168951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2827327062348168951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/home-made-pressies.html' title='Home made pressies'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MyvdIP_gIe0/TtwAV_SCH6I/AAAAAAAACjk/tDkVmVVvrV8/s72-c/blogger-image--1563131116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3103594780851000273</id><published>2011-12-04T10:34:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:04:09.418+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>I appreciate the thought...</title><content type='html'>Hubs cooked dinner last night...&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AUNmYpJHgS8/Ttqx9qDQVgI/AAAAAAAACjc/--vzvCkyyUg/s640/blogger-image--1868158609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AUNmYpJHgS8/Ttqx9qDQVgI/AAAAAAAACjc/--vzvCkyyUg/s640/blogger-image--1868158609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3103594780851000273?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3103594780851000273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3103594780851000273' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3103594780851000273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3103594780851000273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-appreciate-thought.html' title='I appreciate the thought...'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AUNmYpJHgS8/Ttqx9qDQVgI/AAAAAAAACjc/--vzvCkyyUg/s72-c/blogger-image--1868158609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8819377839033896113</id><published>2011-12-03T14:01:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T18:07:59.066+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writerlyness'/><title type='text'>Writerly Talk - summary and links</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last Thursday night I was honoured to do the end of year talk at the Hawkesbury River Writers Group. &amp;nbsp;I promised those good folk I'd fling a quick summary up on the blog, and add links to various websites I'd mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;With the changes in the traditional print industry(ie move to author self promotion), and the explosion of the e-industry the‘unpublished’ stage of an authors career is now a vital part of their success –it is not a rite of passage, or something to be endured until ‘your ship comesin’.&amp;nbsp; It is a busy, active timewhere you can establish yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am talking about published andunpublished as if there is a line, or a hill, or everest in between the two.These days there is not.&amp;nbsp; If anyone of you chose to, you could be published by tomorrow night.&amp;nbsp; I don’t recommend you jump in blind,but its there for the taking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smashwords.com/"&gt;Smashwords&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- has great guide to self-pubbing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="https://kdp.amazon.com/self-publishing/signin"&gt;Kindle Direct&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.createspace.com/"&gt;Createspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://pubit.barnesandnoble.com/pubit_app/bn?t=pi_reg_home"&gt;PubIt&lt;/a&gt; (Nook)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;E-publishing or self publishing is huge.&amp;nbsp; With the massive popularity of kindleand other e-readers, millions have access to self-published e-books. There iscult-y following, and agents and editors alike are scouring sites like Smashwordsto find new talent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fortunes arebeing made – &lt;a href="http://www.jakonrath.com/"&gt;Joe Konrath&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(has &lt;a href="http://www.jakonrath.blogspot.com/"&gt;must-read publishing blog&lt;/a&gt;, which has info for any writer, self pubbed or not), &lt;a href="http://amandahocking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda Hocking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amazon’s new imprints are going to be massive and industry changing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The unpublishedpart of your career is absolutely vital –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;establishyourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;make connections,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;get your voiceout there, ie have a presence online, so that agents and editors can find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;learn, aboutmarketing, advertising, self-promotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;what works - learn from other's mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;what you like, what you can handle -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am passionate about...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;blogging,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/caitlynnicholas"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/IAdoreCaitlynNicholas"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/a&gt; - is a great great site for finding books and getting to know authors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;finding where and how you can promote your books once they are published&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any questions, email me... caitlyn . nicholas @ gmail . com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No spaces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck to all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8819377839033896113?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8819377839033896113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8819377839033896113' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8819377839033896113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8819377839033896113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/writerly-talk-summary-and-links.html' title='Writerly Talk - summary and links'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3217438400405388183</id><published>2011-12-02T19:58:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:03:45.199+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Bloggy Slackarsery</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLyCGH-QbVE/TtiTQo1ZAuI/AAAAAAAACjU/PEdCyfI0uEU/s1600/epic-fail-they-must-be-hard-to-insert-fail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLyCGH-QbVE/TtiTQo1ZAuI/AAAAAAAACjU/PEdCyfI0uEU/s400/epic-fail-they-must-be-hard-to-insert-fail.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Yes, yes, if there was an award for bloggy slackarsery (and there probably is) I would be a contender. &amp;nbsp;Life, at the moment, is consumed with Miss 5 and getting her myriad issues under control - well, trying to figure out exactly what the issues are and &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; trying to get them under control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sensible approach, I'm sure you'll agree. &lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly.&lt;br /&gt;Its war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are living with a 5 year old dictator, who we are somewhat unsuccessfully attempting to overthrow. &amp;nbsp;Its rather like a Fijian coup. &amp;nbsp;A great deal of stamping about, shouting and waving of arms, but in the end the same guy ends up in charge (ie, her), and life continues exactly as it was - but, with an added layer of knowledge about the capabilities of the opposing parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Like all good despots, she is not going quietly. &amp;nbsp;The riff-raff who've had the privilege to serve under her (ie, us) are rising up, and she Does Not Like It At All.&lt;br /&gt;If she had a band of minions (and I swear she's working on the prototypes) then they would be sacrificed without turning a hair. &lt;br /&gt;There is no crime too outrageous, no line that cannot be crossed, no limit that is... er.... limiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, am desperately proud of her. &amp;nbsp;She'll go a long way, Miss 5, if she learns to stop confessing to her misdeeds and gets better at hiding evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3217438400405388183?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3217438400405388183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3217438400405388183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3217438400405388183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3217438400405388183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/12/bloggy-slackarsery.html' title='Bloggy Slackarsery'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLyCGH-QbVE/TtiTQo1ZAuI/AAAAAAAACjU/PEdCyfI0uEU/s72-c/epic-fail-they-must-be-hard-to-insert-fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4066520222951061226</id><published>2011-11-16T11:19:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:03:27.122+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily garden'/><title type='text'>Is it a Tomato? or is it The DEVIL??</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpIjzPIi4pQ/TsMBwkdAQbI/AAAAAAAACjE/FUTZGWUFzVE/s1600/IMG_0262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpIjzPIi4pQ/TsMBwkdAQbI/AAAAAAAACjE/FUTZGWUFzVE/s200/IMG_0262.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hard to tell really...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The last week at Chez Nicholas has included...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speech therapy appointments,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Counselling,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dance Spectacular&amp;nbsp;rehearsals,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excursions,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming carnivals,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dance Spectacular performances (2.5hrs worth, I kid you not),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more speech therapy appointments,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kids parties,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weightwatchers weigh in (getting back to 67kgs (went up to 75kgs for a bit there!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking, shopping, cleaning (etc)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doctor's appointments (to get referrals for more counselling and dietician appointments)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Request for a partial of my latest novel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched a documentary about chickens (Did You Know their eyes work independently, so when one is looking at the ground the other is checking the weather - seriously)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And driving, driving, driving (I do 600 - 700kms a week in the car, and mostly don't go outside a 15km radius of my suburb)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh and Libby had a baby boy!! (my bestie who lives in Sweden)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next three weeks looks pretty similar (apart from anyone giving birth) and then, horror of horrors, the long school holidays begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be blogging during this time, oh hell yes - am already looking forward to the post about the entire Nicholas family staying in ONE ROOM when they go to visit Jenolan Caves. &amp;nbsp;(We'll have to share a bathroom with backpackers as well. &lt;i&gt;Shiver&lt;/i&gt;.) &amp;nbsp;But as you all know, my blogging always gets a bit spotty over summer, so I apologise in advance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4066520222951061226?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4066520222951061226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4066520222951061226' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4066520222951061226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4066520222951061226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/11/is-it-tomato-or-is-it-devil.html' title='Is it a Tomato? or is it The DEVIL??'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpIjzPIi4pQ/TsMBwkdAQbI/AAAAAAAACjE/FUTZGWUFzVE/s72-c/IMG_0262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-904447905219616445</id><published>2011-11-07T10:52:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:03:12.451+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embroidery'/><title type='text'>Stitch Week: The NSW Embroiderer's Guild</title><content type='html'>On the weekend I headed off to the &lt;a href="http://embroiderersguildnsw.org.au/"&gt;Embroiderer's Guild&lt;/a&gt; in Concord West for their annual market day. &amp;nbsp;It was just wonderful. &amp;nbsp;I'll be putting out reminders for all Sydney residents next year, as if you are into delightful handmade bits and bobs, it is not to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zL8CXeFIf5c/TrcYVYonTDI/AAAAAAAACis/Da2cmFJumec/s1600/IMG_0240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zL8CXeFIf5c/TrcYVYonTDI/AAAAAAAACis/Da2cmFJumec/s320/IMG_0240.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Handmade bag, $30!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;If anyone is at all interested in stitchery of any sort, I can't recommend the Guild enough. &amp;nbsp;They do amazing work, and are an awesome talented group of ladies. &amp;nbsp;The Guild runs an incredible array of embroidery courses, and they have a wonderful library and collection of heritage embroidery pieces which members can access. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their intent is to preserve the many embroidery arts, by giving the basic techniques to anyone who is interested, and then setting them on their creative way to move the craft forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many members have commented to me that my generation (ie Gen X) does not sew and has no interest in it. &amp;nbsp;But, from my own interactions, I don't think this is the case. &amp;nbsp;I think we Gen X'ers (and Ys) are under immense pressure and simply don't have a huge amount of time for fine embroidery - many many people sew and have a project or a cross-stitch on the go, but involved as we all are in families with children, none of us are in a position to really embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSplP2SgM00/TrcYb3JU0ZI/AAAAAAAACi0/Cfb7C201MbM/s1600/IMG_0243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSplP2SgM00/TrcYb3JU0ZI/AAAAAAAACi0/Cfb7C201MbM/s320/IMG_0243.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New needlecase, $5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ssaUxwKQgo/TrcYhdb7o6I/AAAAAAAACi8/LEQJ90Aczk0/s1600/IMG_0244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ssaUxwKQgo/TrcYhdb7o6I/AAAAAAAACi8/LEQJ90Aczk0/s320/IMG_0244.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And inside.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Its an organisation I hope to become more involved with over time, I was nearly voted onto the committee this year, but had to withdraw at the last minute when it became clear that the next couple of years would be absorbed with getting Miss 5 the help she needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... there is a chicken pecking on the window, I have to go and round the damn thing up before it gets its beady eyes on my carrots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chickens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-904447905219616445?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/904447905219616445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=904447905219616445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/904447905219616445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/904447905219616445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/11/stitch-week-nsw-embroiderers-guild.html' title='Stitch Week: The NSW Embroiderer&apos;s Guild'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zL8CXeFIf5c/TrcYVYonTDI/AAAAAAAACis/Da2cmFJumec/s72-c/IMG_0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6303890202726685804</id><published>2011-11-05T20:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T20:09:12.313+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embroidery'/><title type='text'>Stitch Week: Fat Lady Sampler</title><content type='html'>I've had the pattern for the Fat Lady Sampler (actually called Dutch Beauty) for about fifteen years. &amp;nbsp;But it's huge and intricate and I was always daunted. &amp;nbsp;However, I was recently given a kick-in-the-pants by the ladies at the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://embroiderersguildnsw.org.au/"&gt;Embroiderer's Guild&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(of which I am a member), and decided that it was now or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of the completed sampler - see the fat lady in the top left corner - hence the name. &amp;nbsp;The original was stitched by a 13 year old girl in Holland in 1790, and aside from modern thread colours and linen it is reproduced exactly as she did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wye.co.uk/download/pictures/Logos/Dutch_Beauty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://www.wye.co.uk/download/pictures/Logos/Dutch_Beauty.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It measures 96cm x 59cm (ie huge) on 32 count linen (ie teeny weeny holes)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I've got the centre section done, the part with the deer. &amp;nbsp;Its the size of an A4 page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PwiR30X-aEE/TrT6R6gBjdI/AAAAAAAACic/L1EJ6FXBlH0/s1600/IMG_0242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PwiR30X-aEE/TrT6R6gBjdI/AAAAAAAACic/L1EJ6FXBlH0/s320/IMG_0242.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, expect to be hearing about the progress of this one for at least the next few years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love these old samplers. &amp;nbsp;I love the uneven-ness of them, the bits that don't fit in properly, where you can see the maker was doing it all by eye. &amp;nbsp;I was comparing it to Miss 7s little sampler...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-shuwbd6StP8/TrT7sjPmaaI/AAAAAAAACik/58xSUh39VKw/s1600/IMG_0249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-shuwbd6StP8/TrT7sjPmaaI/AAAAAAAACik/58xSUh39VKw/s320/IMG_0249.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Better photo than yesterday - its been washed and ironed now&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and you can see this has been designed on a computer - its just a bit too even, a bit too perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me the old woggly ones any day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6303890202726685804?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6303890202726685804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6303890202726685804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6303890202726685804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6303890202726685804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/11/stitch-week-fat-lady-sampler.html' title='Stitch Week: Fat Lady Sampler'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PwiR30X-aEE/TrT6R6gBjdI/AAAAAAAACic/L1EJ6FXBlH0/s72-c/IMG_0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7560866724465755388</id><published>2011-11-04T13:15:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T19:44:43.486+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embroidery'/><title type='text'>Stitch Week: Some Stitching</title><content type='html'>Finished Miss 7's Christmas pressie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHN7FGIle1s/TrNJKBOCQMI/AAAAAAAACiU/VUIxe2Kr4k0/s1600/IMG_0236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHN7FGIle1s/TrNJKBOCQMI/AAAAAAAACiU/VUIxe2Kr4k0/s320/IMG_0236.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still to be washed and ironed&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Apologies for awful photo, was being covert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to get it framed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7560866724465755388?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7560866724465755388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7560866724465755388' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7560866724465755388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7560866724465755388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-stitching.html' title='Stitch Week: Some Stitching'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHN7FGIle1s/TrNJKBOCQMI/AAAAAAAACiU/VUIxe2Kr4k0/s72-c/IMG_0236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8733032429092537012</id><published>2011-11-02T10:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:23:18.612+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Strawberry Mousse - And Clawing Back The Routine</title><content type='html'>Dessert last night... after a slow-cooked leg of lamb and somewhat firm vegetables because the oven died again (le sigh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://distilleryimage0.instagram.com/880ba35a045011e180c9123138016265_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://distilleryimage0.instagram.com/880ba35a045011e180c9123138016265_7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A great big bowl of Strawberry mousse&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries from the garden - eggs from the ladies that morning&lt;br /&gt;Sugar from Coles, origin undisclosed&lt;br /&gt;Low fat cream from Coles and seething in chemicals (yums)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Anyway, quit your salivating, I have important news to announce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Routine (the one I'm clawing back) is... working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear LORD, are you reading the right blog? Could this be true? Are you about to fall over with delight?? (well I am, about to fall over, with delight, but also because I've got an inner ear infection and my world is going up and down, up and down, ug giddy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. &amp;nbsp;I really thought the routine I was trying to establish was a bit ambitious - but the kids have taken to the change with a good natured willingness that really surprised me. &amp;nbsp;Of course now its been going for a week or so there is resistance amongst the ranks, but I am squashing the dissent with all the tools I have at my disposal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is NOT a democracy, I say, this is a Dictatorship, and anyone, ANYONE, who does not do their chores does not get to open Granny and Grandad's Smurf package on the weekend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, denial of Smurfs, I am a cruel and heartless monster, this has been pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. &amp;nbsp;The routine / chores / indentured servitude still need work, but the first steps have been taken and are a success. &amp;nbsp;Huzzah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is tackling the sodding budget, so we have some hope of actually paying off the house before it falls down from old age (or we do), and getting through Christmas with no creddy cards or nervous breakdowns. Yes, I aim high. I know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8733032429092537012?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8733032429092537012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8733032429092537012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8733032429092537012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8733032429092537012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/11/strawberry-mousse-and-clawing-back.html' title='Strawberry Mousse - And Clawing Back The Routine'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3572019149760089028</id><published>2011-10-30T10:18:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:49:01.464+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preserving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Strawberry Jam</title><content type='html'>Saw this sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBgaQjURvjo/TqyGmBKl28I/AAAAAAAAChQ/d00dt4LCbCE/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBgaQjURvjo/TqyGmBKl28I/AAAAAAAAChQ/d00dt4LCbCE/s320/IMG_0179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jam Strawberries - who could resist?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A few hours later they looked like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZV5o-aiYo0/TqyGr_stBJI/AAAAAAAAChY/t3YR_oJSGnU/s1600/IMG_0192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZV5o-aiYo0/TqyGr_stBJI/AAAAAAAAChY/t3YR_oJSGnU/s320/IMG_0192.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were my able assistants&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And by that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VkYyDqbRoro/TqyGvpF9VWI/AAAAAAAAChg/Da0mJOYHts0/s1600/IMG_0193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VkYyDqbRoro/TqyGvpF9VWI/AAAAAAAAChg/Da0mJOYHts0/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3kgs of Strawberry jam&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you liked my &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/IAdoreCaitlynNicholas"&gt;Caitlyn Nicholas&lt;/a&gt; facebook page?? &amp;nbsp;I post all the odds and ends that don't make it onto the blog there... like photos of hubs in a turban at last night's Bollywood thing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3572019149760089028?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3572019149760089028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3572019149760089028' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3572019149760089028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3572019149760089028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/strawberry-jam.html' title='Strawberry Jam'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBgaQjURvjo/TqyGmBKl28I/AAAAAAAAChQ/d00dt4LCbCE/s72-c/IMG_0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2233836141061654054</id><published>2011-10-27T19:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:49:12.377+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Laugh or Smack-Him-In-The-Head</title><content type='html'>Bring the straw in, I said.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not driving around with it in the car, I said.&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave it outside, its going to rain, I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AlLo7PHuao4/TqkYAjgKReI/AAAAAAAAChA/jFHZCk3u1qo/s1600/IMG_0194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AlLo7PHuao4/TqkYAjgKReI/AAAAAAAAChA/jFHZCk3u1qo/s320/IMG_0194.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, frickin hilarious.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2233836141061654054?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2233836141061654054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2233836141061654054' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2233836141061654054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2233836141061654054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/laugh-or-smack-him-in-head.html' title='Laugh or Smack-Him-In-The-Head'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AlLo7PHuao4/TqkYAjgKReI/AAAAAAAAChA/jFHZCk3u1qo/s72-c/IMG_0194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8301058066574100889</id><published>2011-10-26T06:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:49:31.472+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Broad Bean feast</title><content type='html'>The broad beans are coming to the end of their season.  Not as prolific as usual, but productive enough - can't complain :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dd0xo1Awelw/TqOHsnSxuaI/AAAAAAAACg4/0uIllBfC7hM/s1600/IMG_0085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dd0xo1Awelw/TqOHsnSxuaI/AAAAAAAACg4/0uIllBfC7hM/s320/IMG_0085.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8301058066574100889?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8301058066574100889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8301058066574100889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8301058066574100889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8301058066574100889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/broad-bean-feast.html' title='Broad Bean feast'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dd0xo1Awelw/TqOHsnSxuaI/AAAAAAAACg4/0uIllBfC7hM/s72-c/IMG_0085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5171759823898327007</id><published>2011-10-25T06:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:40.476+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Stylish Butter Dish Lid</title><content type='html'>Someone broke the butter dish. &amp;nbsp;So I have gathered my initiative and fashioned a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trWDH0-BGuE/TqOG5IQS6_I/AAAAAAAACgw/ZVpVDvRcRnU/s1600/IMG_0151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trWDH0-BGuE/TqOG5IQS6_I/AAAAAAAACgw/ZVpVDvRcRnU/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am not sure if this is up-cycling or down-cycling&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5171759823898327007?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5171759823898327007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5171759823898327007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5171759823898327007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5171759823898327007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/stylish-butter-dish-lid.html' title='Stylish Butter Dish Lid'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trWDH0-BGuE/TqOG5IQS6_I/AAAAAAAACgw/ZVpVDvRcRnU/s72-c/IMG_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2569113049078181882</id><published>2011-10-24T06:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:05.363+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>The End of the Spuds - frickin chooks</title><content type='html'>My Magnificent spud patch fell victim to voracious worm hunting chickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KC6zFV4T_og/TqJXGrEe4SI/AAAAAAAACgY/b-bAE3WlezQ/s1600/IMG_0181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KC6zFV4T_og/TqJXGrEe4SI/AAAAAAAACgY/b-bAE3WlezQ/s320/IMG_0181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was solid green before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The spuds were about a month off being harvested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, being one to make mashed potato out of, um, potatoes, I set my beady-eyed spud harvesters to work, to clear it out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYiuI_1Lkng/TqJXOV8rTtI/AAAAAAAACgg/9I8xjGW3o0I/s1600/IMG_0182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYiuI_1Lkng/TqJXOV8rTtI/AAAAAAAACgg/9I8xjGW3o0I/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got around four kilo's worth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And planted it up with some zuchinni's (plus room at the front for more carrots - you can never have enough carrots).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNoyk_v2RBY/TqOF2Vkce7I/AAAAAAAACgo/cSo0bU9wwvo/s1600/IMG_0086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNoyk_v2RBY/TqOF2Vkce7I/AAAAAAAACgo/cSo0bU9wwvo/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zuchinnis - yes they are in there somewhere&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2569113049078181882?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2569113049078181882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2569113049078181882' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2569113049078181882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2569113049078181882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/end-of-spuds-frickin-chooks.html' title='The End of the Spuds - frickin chooks'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KC6zFV4T_og/TqJXGrEe4SI/AAAAAAAACgY/b-bAE3WlezQ/s72-c/IMG_0181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4797045768336697035</id><published>2011-10-23T06:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:05.380+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>The self-seeded Peachterine</title><content type='html'>Two years ago a little seedling came up in the tomato bed, it looked like it might be a peach or a nectarine, so I named it the Peachterine, took a chance and nurtured and cared for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year it was covered in stunning pink blossom that has resulted in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2eFquKig6ck/TqJUT1eIsWI/AAAAAAAACgI/ZU9dxW7F0Ys/s1600/IMG_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2eFquKig6ck/TqJUT1eIsWI/AAAAAAAACgI/ZU9dxW7F0Ys/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peaches, white ones I reckon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its doing brilliantly, and my next big challenge is keeping fruit fly away from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--H6bhpqRSU4/TqJUNs1C4lI/AAAAAAAACgA/eHhQDhLX7fk/s1600/IMG_0079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--H6bhpqRSU4/TqJUNs1C4lI/AAAAAAAACgA/eHhQDhLX7fk/s320/IMG_0079.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I know this is not a fruit fly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This year two more peachterine seedlings have popped up. &amp;nbsp;Can't wait to see how they'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4797045768336697035?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4797045768336697035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4797045768336697035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4797045768336697035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4797045768336697035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/self-seeded-peachterine.html' title='The self-seeded Peachterine'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2eFquKig6ck/TqJUT1eIsWI/AAAAAAAACgI/ZU9dxW7F0Ys/s72-c/IMG_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5448649775154429472</id><published>2011-10-21T06:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:51:13.294+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Clawing back the Routine - Part 2: Written Down Routines</title><content type='html'>We're still in a mess. &amp;nbsp;Yes, having meals planned and the food in the house has been brilliant. &amp;nbsp;We are eating better and I'm not in a daily panic about the evening meal. &amp;nbsp;I'm even having wild thoughts about a FORTNIGHTLY meal plan. &amp;nbsp;Going to the supermarket once a fortnight - do worlds like this exist?? Can it be true?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I did say I'd be doing all this meal planning on Saturdays - but I've changed that so I can resume going to the Hornsby Farmer's Market on Thursday and getting my hands on some high quality, cheap fruit and veg - rather than expensive supermarket crappy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Wednesday will be meal planning day and Thursday will be shopping day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step in getting this disaster zone back on track is written-down routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the suggestion of Miss 5s OT Lady we have, for the last few weeks, had an evening routine that looks something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cw-kYHtU1jg/Tpy7d62v6bI/AAAAAAAACfs/WxuX9BeIGjM/s1600/IMG_0083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cw-kYHtU1jg/Tpy7d62v6bI/AAAAAAAACfs/WxuX9BeIGjM/s320/IMG_0083.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Going To Bed Routine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Each step is laminated with a velcro dot on the back, so when she's done she can pull it off and put it in the finished box. &amp;nbsp;Miss 7 has a&amp;nbsp;similar&amp;nbsp;one, but just words, no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Going To Bed chart has helped&amp;nbsp;massively. &amp;nbsp;Its turned a nightly one hour screamathon (that happened when hubs and I are at our most&amp;nbsp;exhausted) into a workable routine (we do still have blow-ups, but they are&amp;nbsp;comparatively&amp;nbsp;minor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am now expanding this and am making charts for the two other manic times of day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morning routine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After school routine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;These charts will be for the whole family (and dog and chooks!) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 2: The Written Down Routines&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning Routine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wake up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get dressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feed chickens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack away breakfast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wash hands and face / brush hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hat / Blazer / Bag/s&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Into Car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school routine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hang up bags, hats, blazers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afternoon tea - chill out time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unpack bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homework and diary on desk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunchbox in kitchen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homework&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack bags for tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jobs/chores&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mum getting dinner ready&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kids doing their assigned chore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feed Dog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick up Daddy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start Going to Bed routine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5448649775154429472?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5448649775154429472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5448649775154429472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5448649775154429472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5448649775154429472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/clawing-back-routine-part-2-written.html' title='Clawing back the Routine - Part 2: Written Down Routines'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cw-kYHtU1jg/Tpy7d62v6bI/AAAAAAAACfs/WxuX9BeIGjM/s72-c/IMG_0083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-648020358140526583</id><published>2011-10-20T06:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:51:42.280+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preserving'/><title type='text'>Preserving Olives</title><content type='html'>A few months back Dad gave me a bag of fresh olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following one of the recipes in the sublime &lt;a href="http://www.preservingtheitalianway.com.au/"&gt;Preserving the Italian Wa&lt;/a&gt;y (a book I cannot recommend highly enough if you are into preserving your own stuff at home), I have pickled a kilo or so of olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLRMQBklRHA/TpzCqzqIs5I/AAAAAAAACf0/6tgF6nH_S2c/s1600/IMG_0082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLRMQBklRHA/TpzCqzqIs5I/AAAAAAAACf0/6tgF6nH_S2c/s320/IMG_0082.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olives ready for eating&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;They taste wonderful. &amp;nbsp;The lot in the&amp;nbsp;sieve&amp;nbsp;are back in brine and will be used in the next six months. &amp;nbsp;The lot in the jar (well Maggie Beer Ice cream container) are in fresh water in the fridge with some oregano and garlic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather chuffed actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-648020358140526583?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/648020358140526583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=648020358140526583' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/648020358140526583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/648020358140526583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/preserving-olives.html' title='Preserving Olives'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLRMQBklRHA/TpzCqzqIs5I/AAAAAAAACf0/6tgF6nH_S2c/s72-c/IMG_0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-1558928545957759000</id><published>2011-10-19T06:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:51:13.266+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Clawing back the Routine - Part 1: Meal Planning</title><content type='html'>Following the ups and downs of the last few months, our home routine has descended into having no routine at all. &amp;nbsp;Haphazardry is the name of the day, chaos reigns and stress levels for this poor weary Mum are flying high. &amp;nbsp;In addition to this, Aspie kids crave routine, Miss 5 is no&amp;nbsp;exception&amp;nbsp;and changes in routine (or not understanding what's going to happen next) lead to spectacular levels of anxiety followed by meltdown after tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is getting done, untidiness is creeping over all the surfaces, I'm making almost daily trips to the supermarket, bills are being forgotten to be paid, budgeting consists of checking the bank balance on my phone before filling up the car with petrol, I've put on 8kgs, the bathroom looks like a public toilet, the clean laundry pile is gigantic, the dirty laundry pile is worse, I have no idea when I last bathed the kids... well you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big fat heaving mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its time to fix things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 1:&amp;nbsp;Meal Planning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fundamental basis of a good household routine and is now my weekly priority.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing it each Saturday in consultation with husband and children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan 7 evening meals - down to the last ingredient&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday: Chicken and rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday: Prawn and vegie fried rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday: Baked falafels (homemade)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday: Ham and corn pasta salad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday: Eggs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday: BBQ Pork and vegies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday: Grilled salmon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan at least 5 lunches - make sure you have the basics such as...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bread - we go through a loaf a day, stock up the freezer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vegemite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fruit / dried fruit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;savory biscuits&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are stuck for lunch ideas or get in a fluster about it, I find it helps to keep in mind that kids need serves of carbohydrate (bread,&amp;nbsp;savory&amp;nbsp;biscuits), protein (meat, cheese, peanut butter), fruit, and dairy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast basics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cereal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Up and Go, or similar, is a lifesaver when the morning has gone pear-shaped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make a list and be sure to include cleaning and bathroom stuff as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Send husband to supermarket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it. &amp;nbsp;That is the first step. &amp;nbsp;I just did it. &amp;nbsp;It took me an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is loads more, and I'll blog about it over the coming weeks, but for now the cornerstone of getting things back in order has been laid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-1558928545957759000?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/1558928545957759000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=1558928545957759000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1558928545957759000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1558928545957759000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/clawing-back-routine-part-1-meal.html' title='Clawing back the Routine - Part 1: Meal Planning'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3861281492668565548</id><published>2011-10-17T19:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:05.375+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Oh the Purpleness</title><content type='html'>Purpleness is bursting forth in the garden. &amp;nbsp;A lot of heirloom vegies have a purple version, and as purple is my favourite colour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1A9lzSKIRM/TplAzVe-F6I/AAAAAAAACfc/4RTyIjj459A/s1600/IMG_0194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1A9lzSKIRM/TplAzVe-F6I/AAAAAAAACfc/4RTyIjj459A/s320/IMG_0194.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Purple shallots&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-50YIo7pvjvQ/TplA9sqNQuI/AAAAAAAACfk/XGQKwhlGJUE/s1600/IMG_0195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-50YIo7pvjvQ/TplA9sqNQuI/AAAAAAAACfk/XGQKwhlGJUE/s320/IMG_0195.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Purple carrots&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My purple podded peas (try saying that six times fast) which were pruned by a possum, have made a comeback. &amp;nbsp;Nothing spectacular, but hopefully enough to save for planting next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have generally found that the purple versions of things are more robust. &amp;nbsp;The carrots are ready sooner, and less likely to get all neurotic about soil conditions (within reason, I mean they are carrots after all), though they do seem to be hairier (ie more roots - maybe that's why). &amp;nbsp;The purple shallots have survived where as the wussy green ones didn't even try (well, this may have something to do with where they were planted and where the wretched chooks chose to go worm hunting - but yanno, details). &amp;nbsp;And the purple beans are more prolific - and also awesome when you cook them and they go green. 'Mazing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a bit of a purple summer coming on actually. &amp;nbsp;Have been fossicking about on Diggers and looking at all the purple versions of artichokes, basil, beans, eggplant, passionfruit, garlic... &amp;nbsp;I reckon I could declare it the Year of Purple and plant purple everythings. &amp;nbsp;That could be so much fun (well, only a gardener would understand the funness of it, the rest of you will have to humour me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3861281492668565548?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3861281492668565548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3861281492668565548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3861281492668565548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3861281492668565548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-purpleness.html' title='Oh the Purpleness'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1A9lzSKIRM/TplAzVe-F6I/AAAAAAAACfc/4RTyIjj459A/s72-c/IMG_0194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5713640094752536750</id><published>2011-10-16T19:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:59:57.720+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Season + Lyme Disease</title><content type='html'>Ella's rose is starting to bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1trcrFwrsGo/Tpk86xGjpDI/AAAAAAAACfU/ugkOGeB4_lo/s1600/IMG_0196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1trcrFwrsGo/Tpk86xGjpDI/AAAAAAAACfU/ugkOGeB4_lo/s320/IMG_0196.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buff Beauty&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Tick season never really ends in Sydney, even in the middle of winter dogs still get paralysis ticks. &amp;nbsp;But from now to the end of January the threat is at its worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We use advantix on Sebs, once a fortnight. &amp;nbsp;It is wretchedly expensive, but I don't even want to contemplate the alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, we lost Ella nine days after I had put Advantix on her. &amp;nbsp;So chemical warfare, whilst effective, is not an 100% guarantee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't use a tick collar - it has nasty chemicals that do&amp;nbsp;unpleasant&amp;nbsp;things to children, girls especially (it messes about with their oestrogen according to my naturopath). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, other&amp;nbsp;precautions&amp;nbsp;I take are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Keeping Sebs clipped short, so that ticks are easy to see.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A daily tick check - they are commonly found on the head and neck area, including under the collar, around the lips, and in the ears (Ella's tick was on the back of her hind leg though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keeping the backyard free of long, grassy, weedy, damp patches - ticks love this&amp;nbsp;environment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Letting the chooks roam - they have beady eyes and love a tick (almost as much as freshly planted lettuce seedlings)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you do find a tick the best way to remove it is to drip on some Advantix (or similar), and then pulling it off 15 minutes later - that way the tick doesn't put anymore&amp;nbsp;poison&amp;nbsp;into the dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of ticks, those in Australia might have noticed a plethora of Lyme disease pamphlets infesting chemists of late. &amp;nbsp;Lyme disease does not exist in Australia (link here to &lt;a href="http://medent.usyd.edu.au/fact/lyme%20disease.htm"&gt;Sydney Uni research on it&lt;/a&gt;). &amp;nbsp;The tick that carries the Lyme disease bacteria does not exist in Australia, and the most common Aussie tick that bites humans has been tested as unable to carry the bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only case of Lyme Disease at Westmead Hospital was a person who had just returned from an area of Northern Europe which was suffering a Lyme Disease carrying tick plague (and I'm getting this from the Sydney Uni medical school Department of&amp;nbsp;Entomology&amp;nbsp;website - the link above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, due to publicity, the testing for Lyme Disease has dramatically increased. &amp;nbsp;Hmm. I wonder who makes a profit from that testing? And I wonder where all that publicity is coming from? Surely if the disease is non-existent in Australia then pharmacists - who are the most trusted profession in the country - would see no reason to be part of a campaign to 'raise awareness'?? And in fact would be wary about promoting something that could put a shade of grey over their pristine reputations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to how this&amp;nbsp;subject came to my attention... you see I was having a long chat with a pharmacist (yes the qualified one with the Uni degree that works out the back) when picking up some medicine for Hubs very late one night. The guy saw me glance at the Lyme Disease pamphlet and told me, in detail, how the whole thing was bullshit. &amp;nbsp;So why the pamphlets? &amp;nbsp;If the pharmacists know they are blatantly&amp;nbsp;misleading, they why does every chemist I walk in to have Lyme Disease pamphlets right next to the cash register?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5713640094752536750?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5713640094752536750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5713640094752536750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5713640094752536750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5713640094752536750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/tick-season.html' title='Tick Season + Lyme Disease'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1trcrFwrsGo/Tpk86xGjpDI/AAAAAAAACfU/ugkOGeB4_lo/s72-c/IMG_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4696668184658421769</id><published>2011-10-15T18:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:40.463+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Escapologist is at it again</title><content type='html'>I planted some lettuces to fill in the gaps amongst the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umm2ouTidbA/Tpk6nsa_brI/AAAAAAAACfM/9NXa5Ybciw4/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umm2ouTidbA/Tpk6nsa_brI/AAAAAAAACfM/9NXa5Ybciw4/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect for a dust bath apparently&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;As she is laying beautifully at the moment she has been forgiven. Just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4696668184658421769?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4696668184658421769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4696668184658421769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4696668184658421769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4696668184658421769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/escapologist-is-at-it-again.html' title='Escapologist is at it again'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umm2ouTidbA/Tpk6nsa_brI/AAAAAAAACfM/9NXa5Ybciw4/s72-c/IMG_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3771733106687437096</id><published>2011-10-07T09:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:05.368+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>3 Year Old Apple Trees</title><content type='html'>This is the third year I've had my apple trees in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my utter delight it looks like the Granny Smith is going to bear some fruit (famous last words!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtNKYENu7tI/To4oSO2uDxI/AAAAAAAACfI/Ba3s0NkRGqc/s1600/IMG_0176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtNKYENu7tI/To4oSO2uDxI/AAAAAAAACfI/Ba3s0NkRGqc/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love that pink&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;As I have banged on about before, our climate, here in the northern 'burbs of Sydney, is exactly in-between sub-tropical and temperate. &amp;nbsp;When I bought the apples and pears for the front garden I was under the impression we were temperate, but since then I've figured out that we're a bit too warm to be properly temperate. &amp;nbsp;As apples need set times below certain&amp;nbsp;temperatures&amp;nbsp;to bear fruit, I've always had a sneaking suspicion that we're not going to get very far with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the Granny Smith is performing this year, and all the others did the right things, ie went dormant at the right times, so maybe, eventually, we'll get something out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcMuVvAi2yM/To4oMkExWiI/AAAAAAAACfE/7GgKfG_xZ3s/s1600/IMG_0175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcMuVvAi2yM/To4oMkExWiI/AAAAAAAACfE/7GgKfG_xZ3s/s320/IMG_0175.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Potential apples&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;In hindsight, I would've bought sub-tropical type apples from Daleys Fruit, rather than temperate type from Diggers. &amp;nbsp;But, yanno, live and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pears are not happy, by the way, not happy at all. &amp;nbsp;I expect I'll eventually move them to some quiet corner and leave them to their own devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://down---to---earth.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-my-mind.html"&gt;This is an On My Mind post, with Rhonda at Down to Earth (brilliant blog if you haven't discovered it yet).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3771733106687437096?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3771733106687437096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3771733106687437096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3771733106687437096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3771733106687437096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/3-year-old-apple-trees.html' title='3 Year Old Apple Trees'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtNKYENu7tI/To4oSO2uDxI/AAAAAAAACfI/Ba3s0NkRGqc/s72-c/IMG_0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5179406342730955459</id><published>2011-10-05T19:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:51:13.289+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Farewell Grandad</title><content type='html'>My Grandfather passed away last night after a short illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was 95. He had a wonderful life, achieved amazing things, fought in a world war, started a company that is now a household name, and always gave back more than he ever received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will all miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5179406342730955459?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5179406342730955459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5179406342730955459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5179406342730955459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5179406342730955459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/farewell-grandad.html' title='Farewell Grandad'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5096361544026623104</id><published>2011-10-03T19:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:40.467+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Put shoes outside in sun....</title><content type='html'>It rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7jb_G2AjuxM/TolzHhRvj-I/AAAAAAAACew/17PjF38ImZQ/s1600/IMG_0164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" id=":current_picnik_image" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xictMvC_l-E/TolzuFvh0EI/AAAAAAAACfA/2eCWJlgYWTo/s1600/16645408537_FnpSn.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5096361544026623104?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5096361544026623104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5096361544026623104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5096361544026623104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5096361544026623104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/put-shoes-outside-in-sun.html' title='Put shoes outside in sun....'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xictMvC_l-E/TolzuFvh0EI/AAAAAAAACfA/2eCWJlgYWTo/s72-c/16645408537_FnpSn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2056811767577227810</id><published>2011-10-01T19:54:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:40.457+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Things I love</title><content type='html'>Ten things I totally love right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new laminator... (mmm, laminating)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHEg3jRabNo/TobenqBd7hI/AAAAAAAACes/_IIuZKlPit4/s1600/Photo+on+2011-10-01+at+19.27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHEg3jRabNo/TobenqBd7hI/AAAAAAAACes/_IIuZKlPit4/s320/Photo+on+2011-10-01+at+19.27.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why yes, I have lost the plot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjcZa2nyG6w/TobeCAeaW9I/AAAAAAAACeo/g00YIRvwANs/s1600/P2170019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjcZa2nyG6w/TobeCAeaW9I/AAAAAAAACeo/g00YIRvwANs/s320/P2170019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had children&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My children, who went to bed with no fighting, no screaming, no getting up, just cuddly cuteness (that Hadron Collider thingy must have torn a hole in the space/time continuum or something)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The three almonds on the almond tree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to see Alexander McCall Smith speaking at Sydney Opera House&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apple blossom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Massive roast dinners with wine, laughter, second helpings, third helpings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phone calls that go... "Guess What." "What??" "I'm pregnant!!!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twitter - its great company when you are sitting in a hospital listening to someone breathe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2056811767577227810?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2056811767577227810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2056811767577227810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2056811767577227810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2056811767577227810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/10/things-i-love.html' title='Things I love'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHEg3jRabNo/TobenqBd7hI/AAAAAAAACes/_IIuZKlPit4/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-10-01+at+19.27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4082604547882982062</id><published>2011-09-30T18:54:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:51:13.282+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>So, this is what's been going on...</title><content type='html'>Hey there my lovelies, ta muchly for hanging about during one of my longest absences in my entire blogging career, and hello to my new followers - resounding silences and blog posts with the dramatic contents of what is about to follow are not usually what Cait Nicholas is all about. &amp;nbsp;No. Mostly its about doomed attempts at growing things, and bit of kitchenaria, a lot of grumbling on my part, teacups feature as do burnt cakes and NO, even though I am a writer I cannot spot a tyop to save my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is...&lt;br /&gt;1. In laws are visiting - life is busy&lt;br /&gt;2. Miss 5 has been diagnosed with Aspergers Syndrome - along with a lot of What The Fu**ing on my and hub's part.&lt;br /&gt;3. Grandad is in his last days - or weeks, in usual form the stubborn old thing is doing his own thing at his own speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told, by a psychologist, the other day, that any one of these things would send a frazzled mum over the edge. &amp;nbsp;And I consider myself so far over the edge just now that not even a vat of red wine would bring me back. &amp;nbsp;No. &amp;nbsp;Someone asked me as well, if I'd started the grieving process over Miss 5s diagnosis, to which I replied, that I wasn't sure which grieving process to start first, her or Grandad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to talk much about Miss 5, this is not a blog about a kid with a thing, and whilst there will no doubt be reference to the myriad of activities we are undertaking with her, don't expect the subject to come up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Grandad, all I can say is that I know more now about death and the terror of it, than I ever wanted to - and any slim chance that there might have been of my believing in a merciful God, is gone. &amp;nbsp;Mostly I hover somewhere between wanting to throw up, and wanting to cry until I throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still. I am here. My sense of humour is still intact. I have so many many people around me to support and listen, I had no idea. No idea. I've even been invited on a pub crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon. Promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4082604547882982062?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4082604547882982062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4082604547882982062' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4082604547882982062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4082604547882982062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-this-is-whats-been-going-on.html' title='So, this is what&apos;s been going on...'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3727826180798509915</id><published>2011-09-14T09:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:51:13.272+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Quiet</title><content type='html'>I'm quiet. &amp;nbsp;I've got a lot on and I'm stressed and tired, and this is when I lose my words. &amp;nbsp;There has been a paradigm shift in our lives - nothing tragic or terrible (the kids are fine, no divorces, or illnesses, apart from Granddad and his agonising decline which continues relentlessly, no unemployment) - and I will blog about it all soon, when I can. &amp;nbsp;But for now I don't have the words, so be patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NO, I am not pregnant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garden is in full spring flush, and I'll get some photos up when my damn phone stops losing them - another reason I've been quiet, having photo issues - even when I do have them, due to bloggers ineptitude, it can take me up to 30mins of fiddling to get a photo up here. &amp;nbsp;It makes me want to scream. Frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3727826180798509915?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3727826180798509915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3727826180798509915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3727826180798509915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3727826180798509915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/09/quiet.html' title='Quiet'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5529266387525307840</id><published>2011-09-05T12:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:50:05.385+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Bed 1 Harvest</title><content type='html'>Spent Saturday afternoon working in the garden. &amp;nbsp;This is Bed 1, root vegies. &amp;nbsp;I took out a row of potatoes, which hadn't been doing well, or so I thought until I earthed up a heap of spuds. &amp;nbsp;Where the potatoes had been I put in some chard, carrots, beetroot and some beans.&lt;br /&gt;At the front of the photo there's carrots and swedes which are just about ready for harvest, then behind are more carrots which went in about a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sONwNfhY-8c/TmQ2KJjSG4I/AAAAAAAACec/sWetz7x0Kko/s1600/IMG_0085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sONwNfhY-8c/TmQ2KJjSG4I/AAAAAAAACec/sWetz7x0Kko/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bed 1; Root vegies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This is what we had for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_VQNbjPtjU/TmQ2SDx6B3I/AAAAAAAACeg/uWHzcPtLNzQ/s1600/IMG_0087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_VQNbjPtjU/TmQ2SDx6B3I/AAAAAAAACeg/uWHzcPtLNzQ/s320/IMG_0087.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spuds, a turnip and baby carrots&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5529266387525307840?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5529266387525307840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5529266387525307840' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5529266387525307840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5529266387525307840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/09/bed-1-harvest.html' title='Bed 1 Harvest'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sONwNfhY-8c/TmQ2KJjSG4I/AAAAAAAACec/sWetz7x0Kko/s72-c/IMG_0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8531230294470234575</id><published>2011-09-01T17:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:18:40.042+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemaking'/><title type='text'>Tidy Up - the final result</title><content type='html'>Observe, if you will, my wonderful clean and tidy house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEJQzEm_ujA/Tl8u53QzKsI/AAAAAAAACeQ/h3zh7iZWnuM/s1600/IMG_0082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEJQzEm_ujA/Tl8u53QzKsI/AAAAAAAACeQ/h3zh7iZWnuM/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like. Like. Like.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Erm, well except for the Spare Room of Doom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXmQvPK6M9U/Tl8u6s-SZRI/AAAAAAAACeU/e5rnYPe3gYw/s1600/IMG_0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXmQvPK6M9U/Tl8u6s-SZRI/AAAAAAAACeU/e5rnYPe3gYw/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;*crickets*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Excuses for scooping up all the clutter and depositing it in one room include (but are not limited to)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spending Monday morning driving back and forth to school due to Miss 5 and her fake earache&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having Miss 5 at home with her fake earache for the rest of Monday and confining her to the house in order to hammer home the lesson that sick days are not fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss 5 having revenge by fundamentally and&amp;nbsp;comprehensively&amp;nbsp;trashing the few untrashed parts of the house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having Miss 5 at home on Tuesday due to genuine cold, which obviously caused the earache, which was in fact not fake, and I am a bad, bad mother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss 5 Retrashing the house to prove the point that I am a bad bad mother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then on Wednesday... hmm, well I'd had Miss 5 at home for two days and I chose not to spend my few precious hours of peace tidying (she refused to stay home &amp;nbsp;- heh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the tidy up mostly happened this morning. &amp;nbsp;I got it done, kind of, even though the day started badly due to a bin-juice in hair incident (full story tomorrow).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Cleaners upped the price by $10 after they saw the state of the place (the dust was pretty spectacular). &amp;nbsp;Honestly I think they deserve double!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8531230294470234575?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8531230294470234575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8531230294470234575' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8531230294470234575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8531230294470234575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/09/tidy-up-final-result.html' title='Tidy Up - the final result'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEJQzEm_ujA/Tl8u53QzKsI/AAAAAAAACeQ/h3zh7iZWnuM/s72-c/IMG_0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7780147728739277091</id><published>2011-08-29T14:03:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T14:05:20.088+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemaking'/><title type='text'>Four day tidy up challenge</title><content type='html'>Because I've been so busy and so tired lately, the house has exploded into clutter. &amp;nbsp;It began with a small pile of books on my desk, expanded into this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbs9sBPd8No/TlsKJ58xuQI/AAAAAAAACeI/_EVHYkrO6w4/s1600/IMG_0078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbs9sBPd8No/TlsKJ58xuQI/AAAAAAAACeI/_EVHYkrO6w4/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My desk (under there somewhere)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Which then took over the dinner table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piCGrxYbsb4/TlsJ_dnqHuI/AAAAAAAACeA/K0FygwjiAlQ/s1600/IMG_0074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piCGrxYbsb4/TlsJ_dnqHuI/AAAAAAAACeA/K0FygwjiAlQ/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started eating at the table in the kitchen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It exploded into the kitchen, and we had to start eating in-front of the TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7TGqGivd6Q/TlsKEcEFjMI/AAAAAAAACeE/3PNcdMIUD4o/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7TGqGivd6Q/TlsKEcEFjMI/AAAAAAAACeE/3PNcdMIUD4o/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not as bad as it was (that mug says 'Now Panic and Freak Out')&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Simultaneously, a laundry situation developed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DunvuUWHw_s/TlsKO-7I05I/AAAAAAAACeM/4xyNARwSnVY/s1600/IMG_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DunvuUWHw_s/TlsKO-7I05I/AAAAAAAACeM/4xyNARwSnVY/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had to find the kids school shoes in there this morning&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I discovered hubs had secretly made a man nest in the spare room&lt;br /&gt;Miss 5 trashed her room&lt;br /&gt;Miss 7 was nearly buried under a book avalanche in her room&lt;br /&gt;The dog started eating dust bunnies (and then spends the next half hour coughing and hacking them back up)&lt;br /&gt;And I had to wear the Bra Of Last Resort out of the house (admittedly I wore it to Woy Woy, so nobody noticed, but still...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsurprisingly my head exploded last Thursday. The result of which is we have invited our cleaners back into this pit of dammnation. &amp;nbsp;They were delighted and wanted to know if I'd had my baby yet (erm, yes). &amp;nbsp;We told them the house had not been cleaned since we last saw them. &amp;nbsp;They thought we were joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still. &amp;nbsp;I need to get this heap tidy before they get here, otherwise they won't be able to see the floor to clean it. &amp;nbsp;I've got until Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I make it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7780147728739277091?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7780147728739277091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7780147728739277091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7780147728739277091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7780147728739277091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/four-day-tidy-up-challenge.html' title='Four day tidy up challenge'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbs9sBPd8No/TlsKJ58xuQI/AAAAAAAACeI/_EVHYkrO6w4/s72-c/IMG_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-266602747437549397</id><published>2011-08-27T19:22:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T19:22:49.863+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Award Winning Australian Writers Anthology 2011</title><content type='html'>Local writer&amp;nbsp;David Blisset, who won the 2010 Hawkesbury River Writers Prose Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;Competition with his short story; "Angel Burnt Orange" has had some more good news...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I've just received confirmation from Melbourne Books that one of my&amp;nbsp;short stories is being published (and launched on October 18th) as&amp;nbsp;part of the anthology Award Winning Australian Writers 2011. For those&amp;nbsp;of you who know about the literary world and how tough it can be to&amp;nbsp;find yourself printed and bound, you might understand a little of why&amp;nbsp;this is really exciting news for a middle-aged scribbler.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'd &amp;nbsp;like to&amp;nbsp;say thanks to Denise Young for helping to light the writer's&amp;nbsp;flame;&amp;nbsp;to Mark Tredinnick for really pouring on the fuel and setting&amp;nbsp;my passion&amp;nbsp;ablaze; and to Alan Michie and Rogi and the gang at &lt;a href="http://www.hrw.org.au/"&gt;Hawkesbury River Writers&lt;/a&gt; for&amp;nbsp;selecting my story in the first place, thus making it eligible&amp;nbsp;for the anthology.If you want to know more about the book, click the link here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.melbournebooks.com.au/awaw2011.html"&gt;http://www.melbournebooks.com.au/awaw2011.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;AND.. if you want to read some good - and diverse - Aussie&amp;nbsp;writing,&amp;nbsp;maybe you might buy a copy? I can't speak for the quality of any other&amp;nbsp;entry, but they are all award winners!Now I know Dymocks stocked the 2010 edition, so they may&amp;nbsp;do so again&amp;nbsp;this year. In any case, you can buy it online through &lt;a href="http://melbournebooks.com.au/"&gt;melbournebooks.com.au&lt;/a&gt; and I'm sure it will be on other web sites.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-266602747437549397?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/266602747437549397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=266602747437549397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/266602747437549397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/266602747437549397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/award-winning-australian-writers.html' title='Award Winning Australian Writers Anthology 2011'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2476820971020162660</id><published>2011-08-26T19:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T19:54:56.168+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Salad from the garden</title><content type='html'>Salad from the garden to go with dinner tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vMEbO8RjtZU/TldtIippuhI/AAAAAAAACd8/r1RmaYIZV6U/s1600/IMG_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vMEbO8RjtZU/TldtIippuhI/AAAAAAAACd8/r1RmaYIZV6U/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is nearly here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2476820971020162660?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2476820971020162660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2476820971020162660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2476820971020162660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2476820971020162660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/salad-from-garden.html' title='Salad from the garden'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vMEbO8RjtZU/TldtIippuhI/AAAAAAAACd8/r1RmaYIZV6U/s72-c/IMG_0071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2585226540788434446</id><published>2011-08-25T09:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:26:40.680+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Screamies'/><title type='text'>Yay Us, and Snowpeas</title><content type='html'>Pshaw! &amp;nbsp;What a week. &amp;nbsp;Feel like feet haven't touched the ground since Monday. &amp;nbsp;Is good though. &amp;nbsp;It looks like we are finally, finally going to get some proper help with Miss 5 after being given the run around for such a long time. &amp;nbsp;(You know, right now, I want allcaps on and to be typing bad bad words about those individuals who brushed us off when we were begging for help, and O.M.G. how I want to let rip about the person who told me the issues were due to my 'failure to bond' with my child - but I shall, as ever, be circumspect. SIGH).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, really, my desire to slander some choice individuals is beside the point. &amp;nbsp;Things are coming together, and with support I think life might be going to get better for everyone involved. So yay us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, snowpeas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9_Q79xG6N4/TlWHeFxiUCI/AAAAAAAACd4/Dce2jp-ClDc/s1600/IMG_0065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9_Q79xG6N4/TlWHeFxiUCI/AAAAAAAACd4/Dce2jp-ClDc/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snowpeas doing nicely&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;These are in the front garden, and something has been doing midnight raids on the front garden and beheading my calendulars and parsley. &amp;nbsp;So, I am having low expectations. &amp;nbsp;Still, they are looking good at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2585226540788434446?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2585226540788434446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2585226540788434446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2585226540788434446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2585226540788434446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/yay-us-and-snowpeas.html' title='Yay Us, and Snowpeas'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9_Q79xG6N4/TlWHeFxiUCI/AAAAAAAACd4/Dce2jp-ClDc/s72-c/IMG_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6207127139759064565</id><published>2011-08-20T13:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:26:44.854+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Planting Seeds</title><content type='html'>This, my friends, is my 901st post.  Yep, that's a lot of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent the morning getting seeds planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMTz5O-GJLs/Tk96SOIp5kI/AAAAAAAACd0/TKqJ7buYc3w/s1600/IMG_0059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMTz5O-GJLs/Tk96SOIp5kI/AAAAAAAACd0/TKqJ7buYc3w/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seed raising department&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We've got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;White box on the left:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rockmelon (rockmelons of the world mix)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watermelon (moon and stars)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;White box on the right:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lettuces&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;yellow leaf&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lollo mix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue thingy, left side&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;something (Honesty?? (the flower))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Squash (spagetti)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zuchinni&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black beauty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tri colour mix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue thingy, right side&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eggplants (long purple)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Onion (barletta)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red spring onion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leeks, Leeks and more leeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celeriac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;erm, something else that will be a big surprise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's probably it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now they just have to survive dogs, cats, possums, birds, chooks, snails, too much water, no water at all, Miss 5...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6207127139759064565?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6207127139759064565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6207127139759064565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6207127139759064565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6207127139759064565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/planting-seeds.html' title='Planting Seeds'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMTz5O-GJLs/Tk96SOIp5kI/AAAAAAAACd0/TKqJ7buYc3w/s72-c/IMG_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6727114587320607912</id><published>2011-08-19T20:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T20:13:11.511+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Maaa-confusion</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know I said yesterday that I was going to be all rest, fruit and vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But that IS a raspberry macarooooon (or is it pronounced a maaakron? was once not confused, but ever since they appeared on masterchef, am now confused. At the shop have to call them a maaack&lt;i&gt;mutter&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;point point - "no the PINK round one").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And raspberry macaroooons are 1. Fruit and 2. Bursting with vitamin C. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFajchPMq6M/Tk41ofBZd0I/AAAAAAAACdw/86tnbNc1Rl4/s1600/IMG_0055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFajchPMq6M/Tk41ofBZd0I/AAAAAAAACdw/86tnbNc1Rl4/s320/IMG_0055.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afternoon tea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6727114587320607912?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6727114587320607912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6727114587320607912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6727114587320607912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6727114587320607912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/maaa-confusion.html' title='Maaa-confusion'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFajchPMq6M/Tk41ofBZd0I/AAAAAAAACdw/86tnbNc1Rl4/s72-c/IMG_0055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7391817529782090263</id><published>2011-08-18T08:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T08:10:50.996+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overwhelmed'/><title type='text'>Setbacks</title><content type='html'>I blogged a while back about having post traumatic stress - or being utterly knackered after it all being a bit full on for rather a long time - if you are after a less dramatic title. &amp;nbsp;The highly effective cure for this has been Doing Nothing, something which I have found distressing as I am very much one for Doing A Lot Of Things All At Once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I've been good and rested and rested and made plans for day which include 1. Drive Children to school, 2. Pick children up, 3. Feed children takeaway chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things have been going well, I've been slowly adding more things to my day; writing, cooking, little bit of gardening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life, being what it is, has tossed a few things my way in the last couple of days, which have reminded me of how badly I'm able to handle stress at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Twitter account hacked. &lt;br /&gt;I fell for a phishing scam. &amp;nbsp;Yes. Rather embarrassing. &amp;nbsp;She who has been nimbly negotiating the internet since its earliest days, voluntarily handed over her twitter username and password to hackers. &amp;nbsp;Not particularly serious in itself. &amp;nbsp;But I changed my password too late, they were already in my account and used it to roll the scam out to all my followers via direct message. &amp;nbsp;It being a clever scam and me having (it seems) a reputation as someone who isn't idiot enough to invite hackers into her twitter account, a LOT of people then fell for the scam as well.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day stressed and mortified, also I got sore patch on my forehead from banging it on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Trouble on the school front with Miss 5&lt;br /&gt;Miss 5 has taken up pinching other children. This has upset people. &amp;nbsp;It has also upset me. &amp;nbsp;It led to the school requesting extra support with regards to Miss 5 - a move which I completely support. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday I set about organising this extra support. &amp;nbsp;Or trying to. &lt;br /&gt;It took three hours of phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;And it was only after I completely lost my rag with a child psychologist on the phone, that things started being taken seriously. &amp;nbsp;After some great advice, I was told we needed a referral from a&amp;nbsp;pediatrician&amp;nbsp;before we could set up an appointment, as various boxes need to be ticked. &amp;nbsp;Rang the pediatrician. He said we needed a referral from the psychologist before we could set up an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;It was 3.30pm. &amp;nbsp;I poured myself a glass of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two things have drained me. &amp;nbsp;We did eventually get an appointment with the pediatrician sorted out, so its all good. &amp;nbsp;But today I am feeling brain dead. &amp;nbsp;I look back a few years, when I was working and had small babies and writing novels, deadlines, pressure and juggling, and realise how exhausted I am now. &amp;nbsp;A bit of drama over Twitter (ffs) and getting entangled in the healthcare system and I'm back to pottering about the house like an old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its back to my three amigos... rest, fruit, vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7391817529782090263?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7391817529782090263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7391817529782090263' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7391817529782090263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7391817529782090263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/setbacks.html' title='Setbacks'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4895867301629118940</id><published>2011-08-17T09:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:38:37.385+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Swag</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend I died of flu (again, yes I complain, again) AND I participated in the Romance Australia online conference, better known as the Claytons Conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, to my utter delight, my bag of swag arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fm72waP4hBE/Tkr_Hh1T1yI/AAAAAAAACdM/wOVRyFmn8Kw/s1600/IMG_0052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fm72waP4hBE/Tkr_Hh1T1yI/AAAAAAAACdM/wOVRyFmn8Kw/s320/IMG_0052.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swag&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank&lt;br /&gt;The perfect &lt;a href="http://www.paularoe.com/"&gt;Paula Roe&lt;/a&gt; for the books, hat, lovely bracelet and makeup bag&lt;br /&gt;The terrific &lt;a href="http://www.trishmorey.com/"&gt;Trish Morey&lt;/a&gt; fore the books&lt;br /&gt;The marvellous &lt;a href="http://www.maggiandersenauthor.com/"&gt;Maggie Anderson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tops &lt;a href="http://www.tessaradley.com/"&gt;Tessa Radley&lt;/a&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;The champion &lt;a href="http://www.eharlequin.com/author.html?authorid=158"&gt;Carole Mortimer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course biggest thanks go to the choice Claytons Conference organisers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4895867301629118940?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4895867301629118940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4895867301629118940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4895867301629118940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4895867301629118940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/swag.html' title='Swag'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fm72waP4hBE/Tkr_Hh1T1yI/AAAAAAAACdM/wOVRyFmn8Kw/s72-c/IMG_0052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6046667776513646549</id><published>2011-08-16T06:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T06:33:00.071+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Spuds</title><content type='html'>Spuds are doing marvellous things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmsUU6UF7Nw/TkSsa5hA9ZI/AAAAAAAACb4/V9hBDzij5FI/s1600/IMG_0038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmsUU6UF7Nw/TkSsa5hA9ZI/AAAAAAAACb4/V9hBDzij5FI/s320/IMG_0038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am mulching them and hurling about fertilizer with gay abandon. &amp;nbsp;They seem to like it. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully there's lots of potatoes under there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6046667776513646549?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6046667776513646549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6046667776513646549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6046667776513646549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6046667776513646549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/spuds.html' title='Spuds'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmsUU6UF7Nw/TkSsa5hA9ZI/AAAAAAAACb4/V9hBDzij5FI/s72-c/IMG_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6618947377306018552</id><published>2011-08-15T06:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T06:52:48.441+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily garden'/><title type='text'>Blossom</title><content type='html'>Things are stirring in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A couple of years ago we planted a self-seeded peach or nectarine (not sure which). &amp;nbsp;This spring, for the first time, its got some blossom. &amp;nbsp;V. Excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl2Nm5s9xJI/TkSqz4LBSaI/AAAAAAAACbw/BJg0Jy2c-GY/s1600/IMG_0045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl2Nm5s9xJI/TkSqz4LBSaI/AAAAAAAACbw/BJg0Jy2c-GY/s320/IMG_0045.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peach-terine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The almond is also just starting to blossom. &amp;nbsp;Am keeping close eye on this tree for rust which has defoliated it in the last two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xhl2mNpbUDw/TkSq7re7bcI/AAAAAAAACb0/Xja0TyHIzVk/s1600/IMG_0046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xhl2mNpbUDw/TkSq7re7bcI/AAAAAAAACb0/Xja0TyHIzVk/s320/IMG_0046.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almond blossom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6618947377306018552?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6618947377306018552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6618947377306018552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6618947377306018552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6618947377306018552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/blossom.html' title='Blossom'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl2Nm5s9xJI/TkSqz4LBSaI/AAAAAAAACbw/BJg0Jy2c-GY/s72-c/IMG_0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-1519105409633170325</id><published>2011-08-14T05:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T05:21:00.359+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poo'/><title type='text'>Calendula and Pepper</title><content type='html'>Excuse brevity. Am neck deep in Romance Australia online conference right now, and loving it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first of the calendula have started to flower in the front garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKVsCA_SmmI/TkSpQm1QIjI/AAAAAAAACbs/15iDzXw9tTE/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKVsCA_SmmI/TkSpQm1QIjI/AAAAAAAACbs/15iDzXw9tTE/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calendula left, Pepper the cat right&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The front garden is the domain of The Cat Who Will Not Die. &amp;nbsp;Her name is Pepper, she has been with me now for 17 years and is showing no sign of slowing down. &amp;nbsp;She spends her days chatting to me through the kitchen window, treating the dog with the disdain he deserves, hiding under the steps from the kids and using the entire front garden as a toilet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-1519105409633170325?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/1519105409633170325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=1519105409633170325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1519105409633170325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1519105409633170325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/calendula-and-pepper.html' title='Calendula and Pepper'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKVsCA_SmmI/TkSpQm1QIjI/AAAAAAAACbs/15iDzXw9tTE/s72-c/IMG_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3024528781645423193</id><published>2011-08-13T06:13:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T06:13:00.272+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making stuff'/><title type='text'>Plethora of Projects</title><content type='html'>Further to my post of yesterday... have actually managed to love myself sick and now have ANOTHER cold.  I blame hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to stitching I am very disciplined with myself. &amp;nbsp;Just one project at a time. &amp;nbsp;No new ones until the last one finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I have three on the go at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyk_oSv9UXE/TkSlVuDuuII/AAAAAAAACbk/YAvNNDmXoWI/s1600/IMG_0037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyk_oSv9UXE/TkSlVuDuuII/AAAAAAAACbk/YAvNNDmXoWI/s320/IMG_0037.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Projects&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;1. Dishcloths - I am a dishcloth knitting fiend at present. &amp;nbsp;Need to get 21 done to cover all gift requirements over next few months. &amp;nbsp;Currently 13 to go.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.tiag.com/images/designs/BR-12.jpg"&gt;Provence sampler&lt;/a&gt; - the green letters on the left. Doing this one in&amp;nbsp;variegated&amp;nbsp;green thread on 11 count AIDA - which means its really easy and doesn't make you go cross eyed if you've had a few wines&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.tiag.com/designs/LL-12.html"&gt;Enchanted Alphabet&lt;/a&gt; - done on 32 count linen, is sending me blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ozlr94IY22g/TkSlciG9LMI/AAAAAAAACbo/lmzkIV9zUoo/s1600/IMG_0050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ozlr94IY22g/TkSlciG9LMI/AAAAAAAACbo/lmzkIV9zUoo/s320/IMG_0050.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;M from Enchanted Alphabet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3024528781645423193?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3024528781645423193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3024528781645423193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3024528781645423193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3024528781645423193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/plethora-of-projects.html' title='Plethora of Projects'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyk_oSv9UXE/TkSlVuDuuII/AAAAAAAACbk/YAvNNDmXoWI/s72-c/IMG_0037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-315056811089351887</id><published>2011-08-12T05:01:00.018+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T05:01:00.686+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Forty'/><title type='text'>Loving Self Sick</title><content type='html'>Am loving self sick at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I looked like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml2wKcctuyQ/TkDbrwcKTvI/AAAAAAAACbc/KHKVWUxMmnQ/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-03+at+08.49.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml2wKcctuyQ/TkDbrwcKTvI/AAAAAAAACbc/KHKVWUxMmnQ/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-03+at+08.49.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEFORE - Aaaaaargh, its The Crone, &lt;i&gt;THE CROOOOONE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Today like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5n_63XgSvo/TkDbs4U7AwI/AAAAAAAACbg/PUAl_eIOPv4/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-09+at+16.56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5n_63XgSvo/TkDbs4U7AwI/AAAAAAAACbg/PUAl_eIOPv4/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-09+at+16.56.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What? this was the best one out of about a thousand&lt;br /&gt;Photographing self. Not a fan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Then had to go out and stuff self with Yum Cha in celebration whilst being admired by hubs, and THEN spent about a million billion dollars on cross stitch supplies (well $15.80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-315056811089351887?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/315056811089351887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=315056811089351887' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/315056811089351887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/315056811089351887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/loving-self-sick.html' title='Loving Self Sick'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml2wKcctuyQ/TkDbrwcKTvI/AAAAAAAACbc/KHKVWUxMmnQ/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-08-03+at+08.49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3976809720879411847</id><published>2011-08-11T06:14:00.025+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T06:28:55.606+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Bed 5: Sweetcorn &amp; Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>Bed 5 has grown its green manure, been dug over by the chooks, been sprinkled with chook poo and bloodnbone and then been dug over by hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cI9H61KsD_I/Tj5YIiab9kI/AAAAAAAACbY/2ez6GRpY6tg/s1600/IMG_0032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cI9H61KsD_I/Tj5YIiab9kI/AAAAAAAACbY/2ez6GRpY6tg/s320/IMG_0032.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I declare Bed 5 ready for implantation&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'll be growing the 'three sisters' in this bed. &amp;nbsp;Sweetcorn, pumpkin and beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OdYvYPocUyU/Tj5X3UYkrqI/AAAAAAAACbU/1ZRmSGADX_o/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OdYvYPocUyU/Tj5X3UYkrqI/AAAAAAAACbU/1ZRmSGADX_o/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweetcorn seed soaking - pink is the anti fungal stuff it comes coated in&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;When the sweetcorn starts to sprout I'll plant it out, and then once its looking like it might survive long enough for me to have fantasies about home grown corn cobs, I'll plant the beans and the pumpkin. &amp;nbsp;I got out my bean and pumpkin seed packets yesterday, and hubs caught me talking to them aka Gollum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hello, my pretties..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3976809720879411847?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3976809720879411847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3976809720879411847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3976809720879411847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3976809720879411847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/bed-5-sweetcorn-pumpkin.html' title='Bed 5: Sweetcorn &amp; Pumpkin'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cI9H61KsD_I/Tj5YIiab9kI/AAAAAAAACbY/2ez6GRpY6tg/s72-c/IMG_0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8456299246909173990</id><published>2011-08-10T06:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:03:00.371+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making stuff'/><title type='text'>Uniform Disaster</title><content type='html'>As you can imagine Miss 5 is pretty tough on her clothes. &amp;nbsp;Her winter uniform is one of those wool, dry clean only jobbies that they just have one of - why you would think this is a good choice for an infants school uniform is beyond me, but the ladies at the clothing pool said it was so and I do not argue with the ladies at the clothing pool, no. If I &lt;i&gt;dared&lt;/i&gt; it would be&amp;nbsp;remembered&amp;nbsp;forever-more and lead to nasty consequences later in life, including, but not limited too; children failing to pass HSC, children not getting into University, mother not being invited to be a member of the Ladies&amp;nbsp;Auxiliary, AND (oh dear GOD no) mother being excluded from tennis... They are all powerful, the clothing pool ladies. Mess with them at your peril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been ignoring the threadbare patch just above the hem for a week or so. &amp;nbsp;This uniform has already done Miss 7 for a year and I wasn't surprised it was starting to fall apart. &amp;nbsp;But I was thinking that if I didn't look directly at it, then it might just make it through to the end of term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day Miss 5 arrived home safety pinned into her uniform - the entire front hem had been torn off in a dubious incident that took place during recess away from prying adult eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqSReszz77M/Tj5OoMsbn2I/AAAAAAAACbM/1SH9PJG_th8/s1600/IMG_0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqSReszz77M/Tj5OoMsbn2I/AAAAAAAACbM/1SH9PJG_th8/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Damage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With a bit of snipping and sewing, I managed to use the excess material in the hem to tidy it all up. &amp;nbsp;Only then to notice the part that used to be the bottom edge of the dress was worn through as well. &amp;nbsp;Quick trip to Hornsby and some black interfacing later and we ended up with this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_P0cU1k3Qw/Tj5OLRYZNcI/AAAAAAAACbE/e62zamMCMZQ/s1600/IMG_0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_P0cU1k3Qw/Tj5OLRYZNcI/AAAAAAAACbE/e62zamMCMZQ/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reinforcing the other threadbare bits&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Then hemmed and ironed, and... well... it could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ka4fsNOJgZI/Tj5OYpfZvtI/AAAAAAAACbI/d-62iydBJAE/s1600/IMG_0034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ka4fsNOJgZI/Tj5OYpfZvtI/AAAAAAAACbI/d-62iydBJAE/s320/IMG_0034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final result - it'll do&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Kept me occupied, if nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8456299246909173990?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8456299246909173990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8456299246909173990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8456299246909173990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8456299246909173990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/uniform-disaster.html' title='Uniform Disaster'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqSReszz77M/Tj5OoMsbn2I/AAAAAAAACbM/1SH9PJG_th8/s72-c/IMG_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3759727152794038854</id><published>2011-08-09T06:06:00.016+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T06:06:01.344+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Fluffy Pink Slippers</title><content type='html'>There comes a time in every mother's life when she goes slipper shopping with her 7 year old and ends up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpqAuiYVO5E/Tj5V03qkbaI/AAAAAAAACbQ/BLkOWtjvTX4/s1600/IMG_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpqAuiYVO5E/Tj5V03qkbaI/AAAAAAAACbQ/BLkOWtjvTX4/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fluffy Pink Slippers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Due to financial constraints I have been slipperless this winter. &amp;nbsp;Given that I am prone to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chilblains"&gt;chilblains&lt;/a&gt;, I have really really missed them. &amp;nbsp;(My old pair of slippers walked themselves out the door and threw themselves in the bin in disgust).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did promise myself that I would not do any gardening wearing them. &amp;nbsp;Then I went and did gardening wearing them. &amp;nbsp;So I am promising that from &lt;i&gt;now on &lt;/i&gt;I will not do any gardening in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3759727152794038854?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3759727152794038854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3759727152794038854' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3759727152794038854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3759727152794038854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/fluffy-pink-slippers.html' title='Fluffy Pink Slippers'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpqAuiYVO5E/Tj5V03qkbaI/AAAAAAAACbQ/BLkOWtjvTX4/s72-c/IMG_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4734735721022684909</id><published>2011-08-08T06:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T06:29:00.269+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soap'/><title type='text'>Peppermint and Tea Tree Soap</title><content type='html'>Having a bit of a soap binge of late. &amp;nbsp;Plan is that they'll be used for gifts as we head towards the end of the year, well if they last that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I pretty confident with plain cold processed soap - ie, a lye, olive oil/coconut oil type soap. &amp;nbsp;So have started messing about with more complex soap recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peppermint and Tea tree wake-up soap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eMe1zOm7eg/TjoAzQOTGDI/AAAAAAAACa4/YZmkTQyQYcQ/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eMe1zOm7eg/TjoAzQOTGDI/AAAAAAAACa4/YZmkTQyQYcQ/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soap in the moulds&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo82-3wiP-U/TjoAthwwu0I/AAAAAAAACa0/eNn3aRX0R7k/s1600/IMG_0019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo82-3wiP-U/TjoAthwwu0I/AAAAAAAACa0/eNn3aRX0R7k/s320/IMG_0019.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soap out of the mould - should actually still be in it, but I had an impatient&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;16 oz water,&lt;br /&gt;6.1oz lye,&lt;br /&gt;18oz coconut oil,&lt;br /&gt;6oz palm oil (I used macadamia nut oil)&lt;br /&gt;16oz olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs crushed dried peppermint leaves&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs poppy seeds&lt;br /&gt;0.5oz peppermint essential oil&lt;br /&gt;0.5oz tea tree essential oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make soap base, then add peppermint leaves, poppy seeds and essential oils at trace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This soap was expensive to make and took two hours to trace. &amp;nbsp;Luckily hubs was helping stir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main expense was the essential oils, and the cost of coconut oil seems to be increasing every single time I buy it. &amp;nbsp;Rhonda over a Down To Earth mentioned this the other day, and she's been experimenting with copha instead of coconut oil. &amp;nbsp;Am planning on giving her recipe a try in the near future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4734735721022684909?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4734735721022684909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4734735721022684909' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4734735721022684909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4734735721022684909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/peppermint-and-tea-tree-soap.html' title='Peppermint and Tea Tree Soap'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eMe1zOm7eg/TjoAzQOTGDI/AAAAAAAACa4/YZmkTQyQYcQ/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5590000771790083294</id><published>2011-08-07T06:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T06:37:00.410+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Bed 3: Onions</title><content type='html'>Here is the onion bed in June...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ul9av3fBFM/Te1fiX1F0SI/AAAAAAAACV4/08B4dX-CBXU/s1600/P1010387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ul9av3fBFM/Te1fiX1F0SI/AAAAAAAACV4/08B4dX-CBXU/s320/P1010387.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;June 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Here it is, six weeks later, in early August...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gZAjzK6K2Xo/Tjn3HoDcPeI/AAAAAAAACaw/q9qVWia-gl0/s1600/IMG_0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gZAjzK6K2Xo/Tjn3HoDcPeI/AAAAAAAACaw/q9qVWia-gl0/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;August 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;You would be entirely right in thinking that absolutely nothing of interest has happened amongst the onions. Why indeed, even the old dog chew toy nestling in the corner there has not been moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onions. Yawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5590000771790083294?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5590000771790083294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5590000771790083294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5590000771790083294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5590000771790083294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/bed-3-onions.html' title='Bed 3: Onions'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ul9av3fBFM/Te1fiX1F0SI/AAAAAAAACV4/08B4dX-CBXU/s72-c/P1010387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2086143733923495266</id><published>2011-08-06T06:29:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T08:19:42.491+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Bed 1: Root Vegetables</title><content type='html'>The root veggie bed is doing glorious things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turnips, swedes, carrots, beetroot and carrots all doing very nicely. &amp;nbsp;We're eating the turnips already. &amp;nbsp;Well, I'm eating them, hubs is eating them without knowing what they are, and the children would rather die of starvation than eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PotguQedvoo/Tjn0TNySN-I/AAAAAAAACas/WE8-KfKnYEM/s1600/IMG_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PotguQedvoo/Tjn0TNySN-I/AAAAAAAACas/WE8-KfKnYEM/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bed 1: Root vegies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The peas and snow peas along the fence are going nicely as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED: I wrote this post last night when the peas and snow peas were indeed doing well. Now they have been eaten down to the ground by a possum. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2086143733923495266?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2086143733923495266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2086143733923495266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2086143733923495266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2086143733923495266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/bed-1-root-vegetables.html' title='Bed 1: Root Vegetables'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PotguQedvoo/Tjn0TNySN-I/AAAAAAAACas/WE8-KfKnYEM/s72-c/IMG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7952544263861843330</id><published>2011-08-06T06:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:19:00.464+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Bed 2: Legumes</title><content type='html'>The broad beans are pretty milquetoast this year. &amp;nbsp;Usually I have a dense thicket filled with snails, which I spend many irritated hours tying up, only to have them all fall down again in the faintest of breezes. But these ones are lacking in enthusiasms and even the snails couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NdxzcblwYM/TjnwBUgQrKI/AAAAAAAACao/MDMdOY-73WI/s1600/IMG_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NdxzcblwYM/TjnwBUgQrKI/AAAAAAAACao/MDMdOY-73WI/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unenthused Broad Beans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Still, the few that are actually trying, are starting to flower, so there is some hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7952544263861843330?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7952544263861843330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7952544263861843330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7952544263861843330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7952544263861843330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/bed-2-legumes.html' title='Bed 2: Legumes'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NdxzcblwYM/TjnwBUgQrKI/AAAAAAAACao/MDMdOY-73WI/s72-c/IMG_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6581273293705995012</id><published>2011-08-05T06:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T06:01:00.098+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><title type='text'>Spring Asparagus Miracle</title><content type='html'>I put in six asparagus plants last year. &amp;nbsp;Despite the best efforts of the chooks, I have three plants STILL ALIVE. (Yes, miracles do happen).&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5MFoeiy-AU/TjnunqVY7wI/AAAAAAAACak/DT7uwOamdc8/s1600/IMG_0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5MFoeiy-AU/TjnunqVY7wI/AAAAAAAACak/DT7uwOamdc8/s320/IMG_0017.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look! Look!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now they're even starting to produce spears that are big enough to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This can't be right. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6581273293705995012?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6581273293705995012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6581273293705995012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6581273293705995012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6581273293705995012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/spring-asparagus-miracle.html' title='Spring Asparagus Miracle'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5MFoeiy-AU/TjnunqVY7wI/AAAAAAAACak/DT7uwOamdc8/s72-c/IMG_0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5244541175607366053</id><published>2011-08-04T10:49:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:51:22.660+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Kitchen Alchemy - Sourdough (again)</title><content type='html'>Sourdough starters and I do not get on. &amp;nbsp;I invariably end up with with a bowl of glue. &amp;nbsp;Glue that smells of yeast. But, glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being a glutton for punishment, and in the mood for a spot of fermentation, when I came across this recipe for a starter at &lt;a href="http://williamalexander.com/bread/levain.cfm"&gt;52 loaves&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fermenting my apple for a few days, I gathered the ingredients...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucbCm05a798/TjnoJw4dmBI/AAAAAAAACac/6IGuZOb7rqw/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucbCm05a798/TjnoJw4dmBI/AAAAAAAACac/6IGuZOb7rqw/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ingredients&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;And stirred them all together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuGoU7wlj5Q/TjnoPr2g5XI/AAAAAAAACag/PU5u3vQe25M/s1600/IMG_0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuGoU7wlj5Q/TjnoPr2g5XI/AAAAAAAACag/PU5u3vQe25M/s320/IMG_0005.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh look, glue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This was done a week ago, and since then I have been faithfully feeding my starter, caring for it, loving it, talking to it, and even sniffing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am now proud to announce that, I have a bowl of runny glue that smells of fermenting apples. &amp;nbsp;No, that baby is not going to be raising anything, it can barely produce bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTW. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the packet yeast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5244541175607366053?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5244541175607366053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5244541175607366053' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5244541175607366053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5244541175607366053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/kitchen-alchemy-sourdough-again.html' title='Kitchen Alchemy - Sourdough (again)'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucbCm05a798/TjnoJw4dmBI/AAAAAAAACac/6IGuZOb7rqw/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4439974838947400175</id><published>2011-08-03T08:45:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T08:48:17.080+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>New Look &amp; The Great Tomato Caper</title><content type='html'>Do you like my new look?  Its courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.au/"&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/a&gt; and Sass at &lt;a href="http://moozoodesigns.com/"&gt;Moozoodesign&lt;/a&gt;, and I'd like to thank them both immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomatoes. &amp;nbsp;The garden is starting to stir, well, the weeds are starting to stir, the rest of it, the interesting bits, are all quite happy to keep napping thankyouverymuchindeed. &amp;nbsp;After two months of being ignored, its looking a lot like a barnyard out there. So yesterday, as it was a heavenly day, I finished flinging the fertiliser about the place and got stuck into the Great Tomato Caper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2heBTcF8pFM/Tjh5BCVVgCI/AAAAAAAACaY/gUsTxHSzHhw/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2heBTcF8pFM/Tjh5BCVVgCI/AAAAAAAACaY/gUsTxHSzHhw/s320/photo-1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garden architecture&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The Great Tomato Caper (whereby I planted all the self seeded Tomatoes last May to see if anyone survived the winter) has had mixed results. &amp;nbsp;After our first big wet spell in June the seedlings all developed Septoria blight. &amp;nbsp;Rather over it all, I threw my organic principals out the window (gasp, yes) and treated them all with Yates Tomato dust - horrible stuff it is too. &amp;nbsp;I was disappointed to go that route, but I am so OVER being virtuously organic and ending up with a fat lot of nothing for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, there were a few casualties, but a couple of (probably cherry) tomatoes put on good growth and mostly everyone hung in there over the short days of June and July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN we had our second wet spell in July and yes, the Septoria blight is back again, sigh. &amp;nbsp;There are going to be a couple of casualties, but most plants are putting on new growth and even a few baby tomatoes are appearing. &amp;nbsp;I've started on the trellises for them, and will be reluctantly dragging out the tomato dust again when it stops raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caper continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4439974838947400175?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4439974838947400175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4439974838947400175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4439974838947400175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4439974838947400175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-look-great-tomato-caper.html' title='New Look &amp; The Great Tomato Caper'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2heBTcF8pFM/Tjh5BCVVgCI/AAAAAAAACaY/gUsTxHSzHhw/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-2724663403021243202</id><published>2011-08-02T06:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T07:08:16.791+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Happy Imbolc</title><content type='html'>The pagan festival of Imbolc is around about now (usually 1 or 2 August). &amp;nbsp;As festivals go, its one of the most delightful. &amp;nbsp;Its about hearth and home, a celebration of the lengthening days and the early signs of Spring. &amp;nbsp;Its about fire and food and wriggling out from under the grip of Winter - well, actually, tradition has it that if Cailleach (a divine gaelic hag - basically the Winter Goddess) intends to make winter last longer before giving it up to Brighde (the Summer Goddess), she tricks everyone by making Imbolc a warm and sunny day. &amp;nbsp;Given that today has been unseasonably hot, methinks it was a wise decision to go the two pallets of firewood and not one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at Chez Nicholas the signs of spring are in the air, mostly because I have flung about 40kgs of dynamic lifter over the garden in the last 24 hours - this is causing the kids playing out in the street to scream 'don't go near the STINKY HOUSE' at each other whenever they get downwind of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;Happy Imbolc. &amp;nbsp;Spring is on its way :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-2724663403021243202?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/2724663403021243202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=2724663403021243202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2724663403021243202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/2724663403021243202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-imbolc.html' title='Happy Imbolc'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-786090323963131178</id><published>2011-08-01T09:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:25:15.184+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Forty'/><title type='text'>If I can do it, anyone can - a rant</title><content type='html'>One of the most irritating and self-depreciating phrases in the English language. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, it ought to be banned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, always female, achieves something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;f I can do it, anyone can&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she gushes to all her friends, all over the chat loop, or on twitter, or Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be having a baby, writing a book, boiling an egg, winning Masterchef, paragliding, becoming CEO of a large company, driving a car, Morris dancing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what, exactly, is this person saying? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, literally, she is saying that the thing she achieved was &lt;b&gt;so easy&lt;/b&gt; that anyone in the entire world can do it. &lt;br /&gt;So not much of an achievement is it? &lt;br /&gt;If &lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt; can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear this phrase, I hear the person saying '&lt;b&gt;my achievement does not stand me out from the crowd'&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;I worked hard. I set goals. I dedicated myself to those goals. Spent hours of my life working towards them. I used my own gifts and talents and passions - but YOU KNOW, I'm not that special, my unique set of gifts not that special. ANYONE CAN DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE CAN'T DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a relative, who will put a superb home made cake (for example) in front of you, and then list all the things that are wrong with it. &amp;nbsp;To me, it has butter and flour and sugar and cream and it is delicious. &amp;nbsp;I have NO IDEA the recipe called for it to be sprinkled with the ground dust of fairy toenails and DJs were all sold out. &amp;nbsp;Stop telling me why it isn't good enough. &amp;nbsp;Stop telling me why you are not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all the same thing. &amp;nbsp;The self depreciation. &amp;nbsp;These women who have achieved or created amazing things, then embark on a mission to convince us all they're not that special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what ladies? You &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; that special. &amp;nbsp;And its about sodding time you changed your tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move the we remove 'if I can do it, anyone can,' from the English Language and replace it with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I achieved this because I worked bloody hard and also I am AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those in favour, raise your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-786090323963131178?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/786090323963131178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=786090323963131178' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/786090323963131178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/786090323963131178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-i-can-do-it-anyone-can.html' title='If I can do it, anyone can - a rant'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8219020381921617566</id><published>2011-07-31T06:43:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T07:33:02.623+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writerlyness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Worst First Lines - for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The results for the 2011&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bulwer-Lytton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fiction competition for the worst first lines are in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My favourites are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cheryl’s mind turned like the vanes of a wind-powered turbine, chopping her sparrow-like thoughts into bloody pieces that fell onto a growing pile of forgotten memories.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 7.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sue&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fondrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 7.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oshkosh, WI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 7.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 7.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As his small boat scudded before a brisk breeze under&amp;nbsp;a sapphire sky dappled with cerulean clouds with indigo bases, through cobalt seas that&amp;nbsp;deepened to navy nearer the boat and faded to azure at the horizon,&amp;nbsp;Ian was at a loss as to why he felt blue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mike Pedersen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;North Berwick, ME&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Detective Kodiak plucked a single hair from the bearskin rug and at once understood the grisly nature of the crime: it had been a ferocious act, a real honey, the sort of thing that could polarize a community, so he padded quietly out the back to avoid a cub reporter waiting in the den.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Joe Wyatt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Amarillo, TX&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Convinced that the fabled Lost Treasure of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eggsbury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;was concealed within the statue of the beloved Sister Mary Francis in the village square, Professor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Smithee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;would steal away in the darkest hour of each night to try to silently chip away at her impervious granite vestments – a vain and fruitless nightly exercise, he well knew, but it was a hard habit to break.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rodney Reed&lt;br /&gt;Ooltewah, TN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You can read the rest of the entries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/2011.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 7.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8219020381921617566?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8219020381921617566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8219020381921617566' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8219020381921617566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8219020381921617566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/worst-first-lines-for-2011.html' title='Worst First Lines - for 2011'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-9167106385969093545</id><published>2011-07-29T19:16:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T07:32:49.365+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Screamies'/><title type='text'>Trip to Umina beach</title><content type='html'>It was cold and rainy last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was intermittently pouring, there was a brisk gale-force easterly breeze, it was was a king tide and there was a warning for dangerous surf conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kind of beach weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out that sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6WMVDrSDGQ/TjJ3yuMw_CI/AAAAAAAACZk/7Z-Kk9rHfks/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6WMVDrSDGQ/TjJ3yuMw_CI/AAAAAAAACZk/7Z-Kk9rHfks/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay OUT of the water.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUQ-u7gjooo/TjJ3vOAgshI/AAAAAAAACZc/fvvXnysGAgI/s1600/photo+2-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUQ-u7gjooo/TjJ3vOAgshI/AAAAAAAACZc/fvvXnysGAgI/s320/photo+2-1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OUT... oh never mind&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GXyS0uh50xM/TjJ3w6zHyfI/AAAAAAAACZg/AYINAVuCo64/s1600/photo+4-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GXyS0uh50xM/TjJ3w6zHyfI/AAAAAAAACZg/AYINAVuCo64/s320/photo+4-1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What? Soaking wet AND freezing&lt;br /&gt;Told. You. So.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Why no, &amp;nbsp;there was not another soul on the beach - even the surfies were bailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a change of clothes, and in no time they were both snuggled and warm, tucked in the car eating fish and chips from Woy Woy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car still smells of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-9167106385969093545?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/9167106385969093545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=9167106385969093545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/9167106385969093545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/9167106385969093545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/trip-to-umina-beach.html' title='Trip to Umina beach'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6WMVDrSDGQ/TjJ3yuMw_CI/AAAAAAAACZk/7Z-Kk9rHfks/s72-c/photo+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7068666966123628529</id><published>2011-07-26T10:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T07:32:26.161+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Forty'/><title type='text'>Building Strength</title><content type='html'>I went into the school holidays, about a month ago now, in a state of utter physical and mental exhaustion.  Anyone who's followed this blog knows I'm an absolute expert when it comes to burnout, though, in my own defence I am learning, and when I started to see the symptoms this time I realised very quickly what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my wise woman - who basically sits there whilst I figure out all the stuff I knew anyway - I picked myself up. &amp;nbsp;It was no small feat when I had three and a half weeks of school holidays (my kids are educated in the independent system and we get longer winter holidays - yay) which any mum knows, can be pretty fraught - and I have children that are very highly strung and give new meaning to fraught. &amp;nbsp;Bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew there wasn't going to be any chance for downtime - so I made three priorities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep - 8 hours, no arguing, yes an exception was made for Downton Abbey on Sunday nights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat - Fruit, light and healthy(ish) meals, make sure I never never get hungry, vitamins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink - tea and water, okay and wine and peach brandy if there is no wine but NO absinthe, well okay absinthe if really needed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, even though the holidays included a high stress (for me) kids party mid way, and we were slaughtered by flu over the last week, and that I've only got Miss 5 back to school as of yesterday, it really worked. &amp;nbsp;I've come out of the holidays feeling one hell of a lot better than when I went in, when really I was expecting to be a gibbering wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that I think have made the most difference were; snacking on fruit constantly, taking massive amounts of vitamins (esp Vit C, Vit B and Iron), and rest (not so much sleep, but sitting down with some knitting at every chance - so maybe not rest so much as pacing myself through the days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0U2Os8F8fU/Ti4Dyid-iJI/AAAAAAAACZY/AB-AnP20OBQ/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0U2Os8F8fU/Ti4Dyid-iJI/AAAAAAAACZY/AB-AnP20OBQ/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying its all delightfully wonderful and I'm bouncing off the walls, radiant with inner peace and energy. But I'm building up my physical strength, and as I get stronger I become more positive and have the energy to focus on the things that fill up my soul and build my mental strength. &amp;nbsp;Like knitting, and blogging, and writing, and &lt;s&gt;carrying out bizarre kitchen experiments &lt;/s&gt;cooking, and &lt;s&gt;killing plants&lt;/s&gt; gardening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7068666966123628529?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7068666966123628529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7068666966123628529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7068666966123628529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7068666966123628529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/building-strength.html' title='Building Strength'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0U2Os8F8fU/Ti4Dyid-iJI/AAAAAAAACZY/AB-AnP20OBQ/s72-c/IMG_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7716818820575799914</id><published>2011-07-19T21:31:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T07:32:13.421+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Flu</title><content type='html'>I was going to post a picture of how awful I look right now, but it was too horrible and hubs said it'd frighten people. &amp;nbsp;I have the flu. &amp;nbsp;I have not been sick like this for YEARS. &amp;nbsp;Not since the kids were tiny and I was existing on four hours of sleep a day. &amp;nbsp;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss 5 also has the flu, tonsillitis (I think, doctor again tomorrow) and glands like golf balls. &amp;nbsp;Hubs is claiming to be sick but is battling on, mostly I think to get out of the house and away from drippy, sneezy, coughy, moaning females who blame him entirely for bringing this plague into the house in the first place. &amp;nbsp;Miss 7 is swanning along without a care in the world, which makes me highly suspicious, but at the same time deeply hopeful of perhaps one day selling her to science. &amp;nbsp;How can she not be sick???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add insult to injury school holidays have now ended, but Miss 5 is in no state to return. &amp;nbsp;So rather than dying with grace and dignity on the couch, alone, surrounded by used tissues, I must spend my time bickering about whether we watch Olivia (my favourite) or Total Drama Island (Her favourite), and rushing back and forth with glasses of apple juice and vegemite on toast. &amp;nbsp;Also she keeps falling asleep on my arm which means I can't knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiiiigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7716818820575799914?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7716818820575799914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7716818820575799914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7716818820575799914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7716818820575799914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/flu.html' title='Flu'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5969867173514140662</id><published>2011-07-15T08:56:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T07:31:26.203+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making stuff'/><title type='text'>Skeins to Balls</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Was out at the wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.the-wool-inn.com.au/"&gt;Wool Inn&lt;/a&gt; in Penrith yesterday, and picked up some on-sale skeins of 100% cotton for knitting dishcloths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Mums where we dug out her contraption for winding skeins of wool into balls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tN0R5NAHI9g/Th9uuNUgQoI/AAAAAAAACZI/BHqHChBNimE/s1600/IMG_0051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tN0R5NAHI9g/Th9uuNUgQoI/AAAAAAAACZI/BHqHChBNimE/s320/IMG_0051.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sort of like a bizarre mini hills-hoist&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;You place your skein thus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rTr9TpSZzXo/Th9un5MVM5I/AAAAAAAACZE/6Vy74WllP3o/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rTr9TpSZzXo/Th9un5MVM5I/AAAAAAAACZE/6Vy74WllP3o/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its school holidays, this is how I amuse myself in school holidays&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then proceed to swear and weep as it tangles itself up, falls off because you have it too loose, won't wind into a ball because you have the winder thingy too close, and generally makes a Nuisance of itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YNqv3qdT6dY/Th9u04kBCXI/AAAAAAAACZM/aeBjzVHMA68/s1600/IMG_0053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YNqv3qdT6dY/Th9u04kBCXI/AAAAAAAACZM/aeBjzVHMA68/s320/IMG_0053.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Skein in mid-fall-off&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After the kids got back from feeding the cattle they helped as well - Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Still it was worth it in the end. &amp;nbsp;Dainty... erm... well... roundish balls of cotton ready to be knitted into a plethora of dishcloths for various gifts etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-82F5luZf420/Th9ug6QT67I/AAAAAAAACZA/BRxFSrPueRE/s1600/IMG_0054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-82F5luZf420/Th9ug6QT67I/AAAAAAAACZA/BRxFSrPueRE/s320/IMG_0054.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5969867173514140662?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5969867173514140662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5969867173514140662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5969867173514140662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5969867173514140662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/skeins-to-balls.html' title='Skeins to Balls'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tN0R5NAHI9g/Th9uuNUgQoI/AAAAAAAACZI/BHqHChBNimE/s72-c/IMG_0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-640233442239296690</id><published>2011-07-11T08:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T08:21:31.144+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Screamies'/><title type='text'>Ice Skating</title><content type='html'>Miss 7s birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/640233442239296690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/640233442239296690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/ice-skating.html' title='Ice Skating'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ns2_TJb2tr0/Tht2e-TI9-I/AAAAAAAACY8/xN_SV5k9QiY/s72-c/P1020117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4330901651784934654</id><published>2011-07-09T07:26:00.020+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T08:21:19.302+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Screamies'/><title type='text'>Birthday Cake Friday</title><content type='html'>A special cake this week. &amp;nbsp;Miss 6 turns 7 today :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKYrYJbvLcg/ThbcZMr20II/AAAAAAAACY4/ypxddtGGbPE/s1600/P1010493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKYrYJbvLcg/ThbcZMr20II/AAAAAAAACY4/ypxddtGGbPE/s320/P1010493.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seven years of this parenthood thing, you'd have thought I'd be getting the hang of it. &amp;nbsp;But no. It still bewilders me!! &amp;nbsp;Though these days it's not so much the enduring surprise that I am actually someone's parent, but more that the someone does things like kick-ass at maths and is quite the chess champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday little Girl. &amp;nbsp;We love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4330901651784934654?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4330901651784934654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4330901651784934654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4330901651784934654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4330901651784934654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/birthday-cake-friday.html' title='Birthday Cake Friday'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKYrYJbvLcg/ThbcZMr20II/AAAAAAAACY4/ypxddtGGbPE/s72-c/P1010493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5734851400063024850</id><published>2011-07-07T08:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T08:56:30.113+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making stuff'/><title type='text'>Making Wheat-bags</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Its been perishing cold, so I made the kids some wheat-bags yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made an inner sleeve of calico and filled it up to about 3/4 with wheat and half a cup of lavender, then sewed the end shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JD02gGeCfpc/ThY3Kjp89VI/AAAAAAAACYw/6LC61mKzNSY/s1600/P1010489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JD02gGeCfpc/ThY3Kjp89VI/AAAAAAAACYw/6LC61mKzNSY/s320/P1010489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the kids chose their favourite fabrics from my stash and I made a cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-haHSpDdty6Y/ThY3ZjmOVUI/AAAAAAAACY0/Ox5XF-IQHtA/s1600/P1010490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-haHSpDdty6Y/ThY3ZjmOVUI/AAAAAAAACY0/Ox5XF-IQHtA/s320/P1010490.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go in the microwave for 2 - 3 minutes on high, with some water in a mug to stop the wheat drying out too much, and stay toasty warm for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can also be kept in the freezer, if you're after cold rather than hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the wheat from the local pet food store, and the lavender is leftovers from when Mumndad grew it out in Orange. &amp;nbsp;I believe you can use rice instead of wheat, though I haven't tried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5734851400063024850?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5734851400063024850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5734851400063024850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5734851400063024850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5734851400063024850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/making-wheat-bags.html' title='Making Wheat-bags'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JD02gGeCfpc/ThY3Kjp89VI/AAAAAAAACYw/6LC61mKzNSY/s72-c/P1010489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5914325580222804017</id><published>2011-07-06T08:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T08:45:20.697+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disasters'/><title type='text'>Chicken Coop Disaster</title><content type='html'>The hen enclosure did not fare well in 85kmph winds yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jGFNyFN6zcY/ThOQtmDKL2I/AAAAAAAACYo/eLdrDanqP28/s1600/P1010484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jGFNyFN6zcY/ThOQtmDKL2I/AAAAAAAACYo/eLdrDanqP28/s320/P1010484.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shredded&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Of course I was out when it all happened, so the ladies took foul (heh) advantage of the situation to rape &amp;amp; pillage my newly replanted lettuces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were then placed under house arrest in their coop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs and I won't be able to even start rebuilding this mess until Sunday, so I have spent the morning devising temporary accommodation for daytime foraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taa daa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPhygCISqS4/ThOQ7VqhDVI/AAAAAAAACYs/WhTk1VPAF3Y/s1600/P1010486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPhygCISqS4/ThOQ7VqhDVI/AAAAAAAACYs/WhTk1VPAF3Y/s320/P1010486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why no, I never thought the fire-guard would be so useful&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Whilst not ideal, the dog can't get in and the remains of the lettuces are safe, and they're digging in my green manure for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: When I took this photo I had managed to capture the two Australorps, but the Rhode Island Reds were still running around like... er headless chickens, but with heads. &amp;nbsp;With the assistance of the wretched bloody dog and the kids we eventually managed to catch them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5914325580222804017?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5914325580222804017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5914325580222804017' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5914325580222804017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5914325580222804017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/chicken-coop-disaster.html' title='Chicken Coop Disaster'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jGFNyFN6zcY/ThOQtmDKL2I/AAAAAAAACYo/eLdrDanqP28/s72-c/P1010484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4712790380826435360</id><published>2011-07-05T07:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T07:00:00.569+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stockpile'/><title type='text'>The Freezer</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I posted about our fledgling food stockpile. &amp;nbsp;In addition to The Pantry, we've also invested in a new freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGTZ7cQpWNU/Tg_cD3QaVUI/AAAAAAAACYY/juk2y06_6Hw/s1600/P1010482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGTZ7cQpWNU/Tg_cD3QaVUI/AAAAAAAACYY/juk2y06_6Hw/s320/P1010482.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new bff&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Bought ridiculously cheaply on ebay because it has a couple of dents and one of the drawers needs a corner glued back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This replaces our old second fridge, which has never been made good use of. &amp;nbsp;It also uses about 200kWh less power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next job is to investigate wholesale meat and how you go about buying half a cow and getting it into bits small enough to fit in the freezer drawers. &amp;nbsp;I believe there is a wholesale butcher in Dural, so that will be my first stop, if I can find him. &amp;nbsp;Liss over at &lt;a href="http://www.frillsinthehills.com/2009/01/todays-farmgate-trail-reconaissance.html"&gt;Frills in the Hills&lt;/a&gt; heads down to a butcher in Wilberforce every month or so, which might be worth a trip. &amp;nbsp;And I know MumnDad's butcher at Mulgoa might also be able to help. &amp;nbsp;I'll keep you updated on how I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4712790380826435360?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4712790380826435360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4712790380826435360' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4712790380826435360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4712790380826435360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/freezer.html' title='The Freezer'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGTZ7cQpWNU/Tg_cD3QaVUI/AAAAAAAACYY/juk2y06_6Hw/s72-c/P1010482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-257873085804983165</id><published>2011-07-04T07:34:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T10:04:34.637+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stockpile'/><title type='text'>The Pantry: Why oh why do I keep typing The Panty??</title><content type='html'>This post is not about my underwear. &amp;nbsp;No siree. &amp;nbsp;I have posted about my underwear in the past, &lt;a href="http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2010/11/gigantic-underpants-fail.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but today underpants will not be mentioned. Well not again. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;s&gt;Panty (bugger)&lt;/s&gt; Pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creating and maintaining a grocery supply is something I've been thinking about for a long time, but I've been putting off, mostly because my cupboard looked like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXFq-UBwY0/Tg_V0zoYdXI/AAAAAAAACYM/rlDFbEm7fD8/s1600/P1010479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXFq-UBwY0/Tg_V0zoYdXI/AAAAAAAACYM/rlDFbEm7fD8/s320/P1010479.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Last Bastion of the War on Clutter&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;However, we've decided its time to get our stockpile up and running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to write an instruction manual on it, because (as usual), others have done a brilliant job already. &amp;nbsp;If you want info on creating a food stockpile check out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Down To Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://down---to---earth.blogspot.com/search/label/Stockpiling"&gt;http://down---to---earth.blogspot.com/search/label/Stockpiling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://down---to---earth.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-stockpile-to-pantry.html"&gt;http://down---to---earth.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-stockpile-to-pantry.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eat At Dixibelles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eatatdixiebelles.blogspot.com/p/get-prepared.html"&gt;http://eatatdixiebelles.blogspot.com/p/get-prepared.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eatatdixiebelles.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-prepared-challenge-acquire-step-one.html"&gt;http://eatatdixiebelles.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-prepared-challenge-acquire-step-one.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simple Green Frugal Co-op&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;a href="ttp://simple-green-frugal-co-op.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-stocked-is-your-store-cupboard.html"&gt;ttp://simple-green-frugal-co-op.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-stocked-is-your-store-cupboard.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs spent an afternoon tackling The Cupboard, and I have slowly begun to stock it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqWcfTo1Y9c/Tg_WHrhWT2I/AAAAAAAACYU/v1F_CDuxHVg/s1600/P1010483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqWcfTo1Y9c/Tg_WHrhWT2I/AAAAAAAACYU/v1F_CDuxHVg/s320/P1010483.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its a start&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'm not one for making huge lists and inventories, so I'll be adding to our store as I see things on sale in the supermarket. &amp;nbsp;I aim to get about a three month supply happening, and have it all up and running in the next few months, before hubs next work contract runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already loving having the extra jars of peanut butter on hand. &amp;nbsp;No breakfast disasters/tantrums in this household, not any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-257873085804983165?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/257873085804983165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=257873085804983165' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/257873085804983165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/257873085804983165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/pantry-why-oh-why-do-i-keep-typing.html' title='The Pantry: Why oh why do I keep typing The Panty??'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXFq-UBwY0/Tg_V0zoYdXI/AAAAAAAACYM/rlDFbEm7fD8/s72-c/P1010479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4336715484395122578</id><published>2011-07-03T09:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T09:54:09.725+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Small signs that I'm feeling better....</title><content type='html'>Was utterly thrilled to discover a local has started a seedling and organic veg business, and yesterday I rocked up at the monthly market to &lt;s&gt;scare her with my enthusiasms&lt;/s&gt; say hi. &amp;nbsp;It was only 11am and she'd already sold out of most of her produce, but I was still able to grab a few veg for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ziGkVBQn1o/Tg-vC3de7JI/AAAAAAAACYI/HlYPSoQarSI/s1600/P1010480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ziGkVBQn1o/Tg-vC3de7JI/AAAAAAAACYI/HlYPSoQarSI/s320/P1010480.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is not the size of your carrot, but what you do with it that matters.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'm getting my bounce back, can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4336715484395122578?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4336715484395122578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4336715484395122578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4336715484395122578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4336715484395122578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/small-signs-that-im-feeling-better.html' title='Small signs that I&apos;m feeling better....'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ziGkVBQn1o/Tg-vC3de7JI/AAAAAAAACYI/HlYPSoQarSI/s72-c/P1010480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6683531987742948648</id><published>2011-07-01T10:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:46:18.973+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemaking'/><title type='text'>On My Mind: Electricity Prices</title><content type='html'>This post is part of &lt;a href="http://down---to---earth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Down To Earth's On My Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNZ2gpOeoPU/Tg0Wu86UGfI/AAAAAAAACW8/_AoQ7R8T-cY/s1600/P1010476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNZ2gpOeoPU/Tg0Wu86UGfI/AAAAAAAACW8/_AoQ7R8T-cY/s320/P1010476.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washing on the line, not in the dryer. &amp;nbsp;Its been a cold wet winter this year and the dryer has been getting a work out. &amp;nbsp;But with the massive increases in electricity prices, I know I need to stop using it so much. I'll probably still have to finish these off in the dryer, but I'm getting them as dry as possible before I start chewing up the power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write a post about electricity prices, and the fact they're increasing by 17%. &amp;nbsp;But Rhonda has done a wonderful post here, that says everything I could have thought of, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363636; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://down---to---earth.blogspot.com/2011/06/electricity-prices-are-rising-lets.html" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;http://down---t&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;o---earth.blogs&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;pot.com/2011/06&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;/electricity-pr&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ices-are-rising&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;-lets.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda also has a great post on the rising cost of living and homemaking. &amp;nbsp;If you are feeling stressed or worried about increasing prices its well worth a read (or even if you're not) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363636; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://down---to---earth.blogspot.com/2011/06/homemaking-in-tough-times.html" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;http://down---t&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;o---earth.blogs&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;pot.com/2011/06&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;/homemaking-in-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;tough-times.htm&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;l&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6683531987742948648?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6683531987742948648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6683531987742948648' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6683531987742948648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6683531987742948648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-my-mind-electricity-prices.html' title='On My Mind: Electricity Prices'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNZ2gpOeoPU/Tg0Wu86UGfI/AAAAAAAACW8/_AoQ7R8T-cY/s72-c/P1010476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3720835299023152079</id><published>2011-06-30T08:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:26:00.655+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writerlyness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Writerly Wednesday: Its easy peasy</title><content type='html'>Somehow this makes it all seem so much easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g49Zpdc18jo/TgumKgiArCI/AAAAAAAACW4/ZD7H0gZRh4I/s1600/funny-pictures-you-realize-its-just-the-same-letters-being-rearranged-dont-you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g49Zpdc18jo/TgumKgiArCI/AAAAAAAACW4/ZD7H0gZRh4I/s320/funny-pictures-you-realize-its-just-the-same-letters-being-rearranged-dont-you.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3720835299023152079?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3720835299023152079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3720835299023152079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3720835299023152079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3720835299023152079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/writerly-wednesday-its-easy-peasy.html' title='Writerly Wednesday: Its easy peasy'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g49Zpdc18jo/TgumKgiArCI/AAAAAAAACW4/ZD7H0gZRh4I/s72-c/funny-pictures-you-realize-its-just-the-same-letters-being-rearranged-dont-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8865387632748562630</id><published>2011-06-28T18:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:47:41.466+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Kung Fu Panda, Bridesmaids and Invisible Ink</title><content type='html'>I am writing this whilst swilling a glass of wine and scoffing brie and bbq shapes (classy eh??). &amp;nbsp;Today I took the kids to the movies, had Yum Cha for lunch, slothed about all afternoon (did put on load of washing, but that was mostly because dirty washing pile was blocking door to Other End of house and therefore the TV) had friends over AND did not tidy up beforehand, have done boil and serve tortellini for the kids dinner, and am letting hubs fend for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, am getting the hang of it, slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Kung Fu Panda 2 at the movies, and it was just fantastic. &amp;nbsp;I'd heard that it was better than Kung Fu Panda 1, and it really is. &amp;nbsp;The animation is spectacular, and the story is wonderful. &amp;nbsp;There's enough to it to keep adults engaged and kids amused. &amp;nbsp;If you've got little people, or even if you don't, its well worth seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie wise I was worried I was turning into a complete old biddy. &amp;nbsp;Saw Bridesmaids on the weekend - "the Hangover for girls" apparently - and was totally and utterly appalled by it. &amp;nbsp;It was just horrific. &amp;nbsp;Everyone keeps telling me they thought it was funny, but I didn't crack a single smile throughout the whole thing. &amp;nbsp;It was only because I thought it &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to redeem itself at some point that I stayed to the end. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, it did not redeem itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was me. I thought I'd suddenly turned into such a stuck-up old thing that I am offended by toilet humour. &amp;nbsp;I was brought up on toilet humour, cut my teeth on fart jokes, I couldn't understand what had happened to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, last night I was watching the QI Episode &lt;i&gt;Espionage&lt;/i&gt; on iView, and weeping with laughter over the factoid that IF you are in dire need of invisible ink and have no lemon juice or milk to hand, then sperm will do just as well AND that the head of MI6 who recorded this riveting fact in his diary was none other than one Mansfield Cumming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it dawned on me that the problem with Bridesmaids was not so much the&amp;nbsp;toilet humour, but it was the plot, which was weak and pointless, and the characters that were shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just as crass as I always thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well phew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8865387632748562630?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8865387632748562630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8865387632748562630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8865387632748562630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8865387632748562630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/kung-fu-panda-bridesmaids-and-invisible.html' title='Kung Fu Panda, Bridesmaids and Invisible Ink'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4053443273021767477</id><published>2011-06-27T17:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:17:56.657+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disasters'/><title type='text'>Not a patient patient</title><content type='html'>I have spent the weekend trying to do nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it slow?? &amp;nbsp;I have gardens to dig and meals to cook and &lt;i&gt;THINGS&lt;/i&gt; to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying. &amp;nbsp;(Yes, yes, very trying, ha ha). &amp;nbsp;But I sit down with a cup of tea to enjoy the sunshine and immediately spot the hole in the gazebo roof where a possum swan dived off the house roof onto it, and swiftly discovered it was a Very Bad Idea. &amp;nbsp;I try to enjoy the garden, but I want to dig in the green manure, and plant the lettuces, and look at those weeds, and I need to water the peas and... and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe... Breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, its not going particularly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus far two things have helped. &amp;nbsp;The first has been the complete and immediate banning of ALL multi-tasking. &amp;nbsp;I am working very hard on doing one thing at one time, and that thing alone. &amp;nbsp;If I am putting on a load of washing then I am not stopping or allowing myself to be interrupted until the machine is gurgling away and spilling half its water onto the floor (rotten seal). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its much much harder than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing ground me to a halt. &amp;nbsp;And it was just a trip out with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see it was a friends 40th birthday breakfast yesterday morning, and those few hours of travelling, socialising and kid-wrangling drained me to a point where I teetered once more on the edge of losing it. &amp;nbsp;You see, after we got back I decided I'd go and do something in the garden (lettuces being top of the list). &amp;nbsp;But as I started to dig, I started to panic more and more about other jobs that needed to be done. &amp;nbsp;I felt overwhelmed, exhausted and close to tears. &amp;nbsp;I decided I must be hungry, but food didn't help the utterly wretched feeling of failure and anxiety, I just couldn't shake it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, my exasperated husband intervened (he is a brave brave man) and I got sent to bed with Time Team on the lappie, immediately passed out and woke up three hours later. &amp;nbsp;Then moped about the house being crabby until Downton Abbey, and then crawled back into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. &amp;nbsp;Recovery plan going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do learn though, eventually. &amp;nbsp;Today has been help-yourself breakfast, lunch at Maccers, trip to the shoe shop to spend gift vouchers :), dinner from the freezer and doing nothing that required any effort when the kids were playing outside, watching tv or monopolising the computer - whereas usually I'd been tearing around cleaning things, or folding things, or cooking stuff. &amp;nbsp;The multi-tasking has been up-graded to no-tasking (or very bare minimum tasking, as any parent will know), so maybe there is hope for me yet :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4053443273021767477?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4053443273021767477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4053443273021767477' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4053443273021767477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4053443273021767477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-patient-patient.html' title='Not a patient patient'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5381814238516670756</id><published>2011-06-24T09:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T09:00:37.530+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Post Traumatic Stress</title><content type='html'>I thought I had depression. &amp;nbsp;I did not want depression, and I certainly did not want to go onto anti-depressants. &amp;nbsp;So, for the last few weeks I've been ignoring the symptoms and thinking that if I just went to bed earlier, or remembered to take my Omega-3s then it'd be all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my exhaustion grew and grew. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't write, I couldn't read, I felt overwhelmed, useless, pointless, adrift. &amp;nbsp;My temper was on a hair-trigger, tears simmered just below the surface and my tolerance for any kind of stress was zero. &amp;nbsp;I felt like I took one step forward and two back. &amp;nbsp;Simple household chores were beyond me and my so-loved garden was just a burden. &amp;nbsp;I found driving so stressful that I was convinced I was on the verge of having an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I arrived on the door-step of my wise-woman, tissue in hand and trying not to cry because I was wearing make-up and had school stuff on later in the day. &amp;nbsp;I should've forgot about the makeup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she'd patiently listened to me rant and sob for half an hour, she smiled gently and told me I was suffering from Post Traumatic Stress - NOT Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD - which War Veterans and the like get). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been living under a very high and sustained stress level for the last year, especially since January, when hubs became unemployed and Miss 5 started school. &amp;nbsp;Now that hubs is back at work and we are finally getting some concrete help with Miss 5, the stress levels are dropping and now its time for me to pay-the-piper. So I get sick (migraines), freak out (traffic, and anything else you care to think of), lose temper (with everything and everyone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I haven't been able to take the time to nurture me, my tank is empty, I am exhausted, and my inner self has said enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this the day before school holidays start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do I recover from all this exhaustion? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pills, but cups of tea. &amp;nbsp;Not getting a cleaner, but giving myself a break and getting the family to help with the mess, or live with the filth. &amp;nbsp;Going to bed early. Eating well. Getting outside. &amp;nbsp;Less sugar, more fruit. &amp;nbsp;Getting the endorphins moving. &amp;nbsp;Taking short-cuts, being slack, cooking nothing but scrambled eggs. &amp;nbsp;Taking vitamins. Drinking water. Starting a new writing project. Having fun. &amp;nbsp;Cuddles. &amp;nbsp;Wine. Laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, just breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, sounds quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that depression wasn't mentioned. &amp;nbsp;And looking back, I can see that my mood was not as empty black as depression, that I didn't have the urge to check out to the degree of sleeping all the time, or suffering anxiety attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking forward to a school holidays where I am the slackest parent on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5381814238516670756?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5381814238516670756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5381814238516670756' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5381814238516670756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5381814238516670756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/post-traumatic-stress.html' title='Post Traumatic Stress'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6526491193048368884</id><published>2011-06-23T06:16:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T06:16:00.815+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Yule</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday was the Winter Solstice here in Australia. &amp;nbsp;It was a miserable night (weather-wise), a southerly gale hit Sydney, with freezing temperatures and rain. &amp;nbsp;So it was a perfect time to put together a Christmassy feast, snuggle in with the family and drink mulled wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uuvvyKp47I/TgEo3OkHxrI/AAAAAAAACW0/g7MeqiNms7Y/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uuvvyKp47I/TgEo3OkHxrI/AAAAAAAACW0/g7MeqiNms7Y/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The paltry remains&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We had sandalwood, frankincense and sweet orange in the essential oil burner, and &lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/recipes/other-recipes/jamie-s-mulled-wine"&gt;mulled wine&lt;/a&gt; warming on the stove, so the house smelled divine. &amp;nbsp;In a nod to Yule I cooked roast chicken with bread sauce, roast potatoes and pumpkin, gravy and all the trimmings. &amp;nbsp;Then we had homemade apple pie, with custard. &amp;nbsp;We lit the room with candles and had the woodfire roaring away in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wrapped up warm, and went outside to light up the longest night of year with some sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved it, and hubs and I loved it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6526491193048368884?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6526491193048368884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6526491193048368884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6526491193048368884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6526491193048368884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-yule.html' title='Happy Yule'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uuvvyKp47I/TgEo3OkHxrI/AAAAAAAACW0/g7MeqiNms7Y/s72-c/IMG_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3097859737347883910</id><published>2011-06-22T09:13:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T09:13:56.139+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making stuff'/><title type='text'>Meet Dirk, he's a hottie</title><content type='html'>Been doing a spot of knitting. &amp;nbsp;Latest creation is Dirk the Hottie cover - so named because he looks unsettlingly like a 70's roll neck jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AF_MDpS2Aew/TgEh2Y5uaZI/AAAAAAAACWc/xIiobopcKs0/s1600/P1010471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" id=":current_picnik_image" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SmLnB_NrMU/TgEjHmIlDMI/AAAAAAAACWs/eRkVXTAfS9c/s1600/14778410552_9qWqd.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysGSnMBXMiw/TgEiCYTHpQI/AAAAAAAACWg/BdyYlDuvS8Q/s1600/P1010472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysGSnMBXMiw/TgEiCYTHpQI/AAAAAAAACWg/BdyYlDuvS8Q/s320/P1010472.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is my other hot water bottle cover, also made by me. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't have a name. &amp;nbsp;Hmm, maybe it should. &amp;nbsp;I know, we shall call her Celeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6BqU0vU78A/TgEiSn_TArI/AAAAAAAACWk/VmYrTPD-Mxg/s1600/P1010473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" id=":current_picnik_image" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6BqU0vU78A/TgEiSn_TArI/AAAAAAAACWk/VmYrTPD-Mxg/s320/P1010473.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celeste and Dirk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Now I can say I'm sleeping with Dirk and hubs is sleeping with Celeste. &amp;nbsp;Ah ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, just remembered that Miss 5s OT lady is called Celeste. &amp;nbsp;Ahem. &amp;nbsp;Let's change the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirk has been upcycled. &amp;nbsp;He started out as a cardigan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFxH9orireA/TgEjglHm_rI/AAAAAAAACWw/frARpoFKL44/s1600/P1010376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFxH9orireA/TgEjglHm_rI/AAAAAAAACWw/frARpoFKL44/s320/P1010376.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Old, pilly, never sat quite right and the colour made me look ill&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I pulled the cardigan to bits, and reknitted from a pattern I found on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Am rather pleased with it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3097859737347883910?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3097859737347883910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3097859737347883910' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3097859737347883910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3097859737347883910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/meet-dirk-hes-hottie.html' title='Meet Dirk, he&apos;s a hottie'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SmLnB_NrMU/TgEjHmIlDMI/AAAAAAAACWs/eRkVXTAfS9c/s72-c/14778410552_9qWqd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3216626672554882260</id><published>2011-06-19T18:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:57:02.365+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stockpile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preserving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Pesto update</title><content type='html'>So back at the end of March I posted about my &lt;a href="http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-number-802-pesto.html"&gt;bulk pesto making&lt;/a&gt; efforts. &amp;nbsp;Instead of freezing the pesto, I elected to keep it under oil in the fridge. &amp;nbsp;And three months later this is what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8bFAWivq5fo/Tf241MdoAYI/AAAAAAAACWY/44Q30HUABPY/s1600/IMG_0034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8bFAWivq5fo/Tf241MdoAYI/AAAAAAAACWY/44Q30HUABPY/s320/IMG_0034.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmmm, so very very yummy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Yes, bit of a mess, and this is after I'd scraped off the brown crusty bits on the top. &amp;nbsp;It had gone brown down the sides of the container as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lesson gleaned; Pesto keeps beautifully for about a month under oil in the fridge. &amp;nbsp;If you are planning on keeping it longer my advice is to freeze it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked out the still green bits, smeared the over the base of a veggie pizza and fed it to hubs. &amp;nbsp;Thus far he has shown no ill effects, but I am watching closely for any adverse reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3216626672554882260?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3216626672554882260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3216626672554882260' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3216626672554882260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3216626672554882260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/pesto-update.html' title='Pesto update'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8bFAWivq5fo/Tf241MdoAYI/AAAAAAAACWY/44Q30HUABPY/s72-c/IMG_0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-528873678844907920</id><published>2011-06-17T19:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T19:58:12.957+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stockpile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Cake in a Mug Friday</title><content type='html'>I loves a challenge, and when Rach over at &lt;a href="http://rachaeljohns.blogspot.com/2011/06/special-guest-chocolate-cake-maker.html"&gt;Ramblings of a Romance Writing Mama&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;issued a cake baking ultimatum that involved chocolate, I was all Hell Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd heard of these microwaved cake-in-a-mug before, but never actually tried them. &amp;nbsp;So when the kids got home from school this afternoon we gave it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6UMVhuf-dyE/Tfsfdby4PBI/AAAAAAAACWM/SZTdcyJBYYk/s1600/P1010419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6UMVhuf-dyE/Tfsfdby4PBI/AAAAAAAACWM/SZTdcyJBYYk/s320/P1010419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mixing ingredients&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF8f8m1uN6c/TfsfjlGnf2I/AAAAAAAACWQ/M2HLpHgawRU/s1600/P1010423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF8f8m1uN6c/TfsfjlGnf2I/AAAAAAAACWQ/M2HLpHgawRU/s320/P1010423.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating - it didn't even make it out of the cup&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not the most elegant presentation I'm afraid, but small people were tired and crabby after a long week of school - its nearly the end of term as well - so it was wisest to let them dig in without any delay :). &amp;nbsp;Was rather amazed at how easy and how yummy they were. &amp;nbsp;See &lt;a href="http://rachaeljohns.blogspot.com/2011/06/special-guest-chocolate-cake-maker.html"&gt;Rach's blog&lt;/a&gt; for the recipe etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have had a day in the kitchen, dealing with the apples we picked up at Bilpin a few weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Two batches of blackberry and apple jam (about 7kgs in total, which cost me about $30 in total - largest expense being the 3kgs blackberries which I bought. &amp;nbsp;That's around $1.36 a jar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KDmkqQz2gZg/TfsfrSWuWJI/AAAAAAAACWU/BoA6KCluTOE/s1600/P1010426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KDmkqQz2gZg/TfsfrSWuWJI/AAAAAAAACWU/BoA6KCluTOE/s320/P1010426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'll do a batch of strawberry jam when they come into season, and that should see us jammed-up for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a second batch of &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/apple-pie-filling/detail.aspx"&gt;apple pie filling&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;So I've now got the equivalent of 12 apple pies in the freezer (no pastry). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knackered now, and yes I peeled all those apples (but do have a brillo mixer that has a slicer attachment which does all the slicing for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-528873678844907920?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/528873678844907920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=528873678844907920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/528873678844907920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/528873678844907920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/cake-in-mug-friday.html' title='Cake in a Mug Friday'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6UMVhuf-dyE/Tfsfdby4PBI/AAAAAAAACWM/SZTdcyJBYYk/s72-c/P1010419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-4053995149659795694</id><published>2011-06-15T18:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T18:00:07.441+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40'/><title type='text'>Thinking about 40</title><content type='html'>I turn 40 in six months. &amp;nbsp;On 1st January 2012 to be precise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned 20 I was working in Sydney as a junior secretary (coincidentally in the building hubs now works in), single, partying, thinking about finishing my degree (which I'd taken a 'break' from), living in a cute flat in Ultimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned 30 I was working as a PA, married (but not to hubs), still partying, still thinking about finishing my degree, and renting on the North Shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turn 40 I'll be working from home as a published author, married to hubs (hopefully - love yooooo), two children, one cat, one dog, four chickens, one arts degree, one mortgage. &amp;nbsp;And a single glass of pinot is my idea of a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, seem to have got my act together in the last ten years, or maybe it all fell apart?? Hmm. &amp;nbsp;I know one thing though, I'm one hell of a lot happier going into 40 than I ever was going into 20 or 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to write a series of posts on turning 40 over the next few months. &amp;nbsp;Looking back over the bits I treasure and the bits I'm more than happy to let go, and looking forward, at the things I want to achieve, and the stuff I'd like to leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can be the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-4053995149659795694?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/4053995149659795694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=4053995149659795694' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4053995149659795694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/4053995149659795694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/thinking-about-40.html' title='Thinking about 40'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-1910215347805622285</id><published>2011-06-13T12:29:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:30:50.253+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Screamies'/><title type='text'>Weekend in Our Nation's Fine Capital</title><content type='html'>Spent the long weekend in Canberra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been so COLD in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIndopxKBAw/TfVzDNfrlXI/AAAAAAAACWI/QgoBQzguGMg/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIndopxKBAw/TfVzDNfrlXI/AAAAAAAACWI/QgoBQzguGMg/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent most of the time doing this&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Was lovely, lovely to be away. &amp;nbsp;And I like Canberra - there I said it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Visited&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;Parliament House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid status:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Underwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Highlight:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Being x-rayed by security (kids), Seeing Magna Carta (me - no I have no idea why it was there, but it was, yay - I do like an ancient document).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Visited: &lt;/b&gt;Carillion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid status:&lt;/b&gt; Thrilled - due to being able to scooter around the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Highlight:&lt;/b&gt; Hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Visited: &lt;/b&gt;National Gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid status:&lt;/b&gt; Bored, annoyed, fighty, sticky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Highlight:&lt;/b&gt; Being followed around by our own cordon of security people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home now and considering 'Famous Person' day at school on Wednesday. Thinking of sending Miss 6 as Margaret Thatcher and Miss 5 as Stevie Nicks, but feel the irony of this portrayal of their respective personalities may be lost on pretty much everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-1910215347805622285?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/1910215347805622285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=1910215347805622285' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1910215347805622285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1910215347805622285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/weekend-in-our-nations-fine-capital.html' title='Weekend in Our Nation&apos;s Fine Capital'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIndopxKBAw/TfVzDNfrlXI/AAAAAAAACWI/QgoBQzguGMg/s72-c/IMG_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-756126819729587034</id><published>2011-06-07T09:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T09:46:40.269+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>June Vege Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Bed 1: Root vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turnips, beetroots, carrots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, they got dug up by wretched escaping chickens &amp;nbsp;- broccoli did not fare well, why can they not dig up weeds??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-Id7Igi6mw/Te1hU48AU8I/AAAAAAAACWA/CPfgm0y_abA/s1600/P1010389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-Id7Igi6mw/Te1hU48AU8I/AAAAAAAACWA/CPfgm0y_abA/s320/P1010389.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bed 1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Bed 2: Legumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Broad beans coming along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Peas just sprouted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zqi_QRcPao/Te1ga65QgvI/AAAAAAAACV8/K3WdMDHUMNM/s1600/P1010388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zqi_QRcPao/Te1ga65QgvI/AAAAAAAACV8/K3WdMDHUMNM/s320/P1010388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bed 2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Bed 3: Onions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Growing slowly, oh so very very slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ul9av3fBFM/Te1fiX1F0SI/AAAAAAAACV4/08B4dX-CBXU/s1600/P1010387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ul9av3fBFM/Te1fiX1F0SI/AAAAAAAACV4/08B4dX-CBXU/s320/P1010387.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bed 3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Bed 4: Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Growing, but slowly, a few have flowers on them, but am not holding out hope for anything setting fruit or ripening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VXT0Rh6TMk/Te1efvWlgFI/AAAAAAAACV0/T00sUYlCguo/s1600/P1010386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VXT0Rh6TMk/Te1efvWlgFI/AAAAAAAACV0/T00sUYlCguo/s320/P1010386.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bed 4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Bed 5: Sweetcorn/Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Growing green manure, that's about to be dug in (at some point, in the future).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Might try and fling in some lettuces before the sweetcorn and pumpkins go in in August&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FyBigFJPkDM/Te1dqoX2oFI/AAAAAAAACVw/-FsEKIyfmfM/s1600/P1010385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FyBigFJPkDM/Te1dqoX2oFI/AAAAAAAACVw/-FsEKIyfmfM/s320/P1010385.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bed 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Bed 6: Potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chickens again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, local nursery has not got spuds in yet, so not much planted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should probably do something about this bed as well :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy31v1e9yJk/Te1iN9CjvUI/AAAAAAAACWE/6d_TOrlVjqI/s1600/P1010390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy31v1e9yJk/Te1iN9CjvUI/AAAAAAAACWE/6d_TOrlVjqI/s320/P1010390.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bed 6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-756126819729587034?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/756126819729587034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=756126819729587034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/756126819729587034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/756126819729587034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-vege-garden.html' title='June Vege Garden'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-Id7Igi6mw/Te1hU48AU8I/AAAAAAAACWA/CPfgm0y_abA/s72-c/P1010389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-6281438986820732765</id><published>2011-06-06T14:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:21:09.259+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Winter Garden</title><content type='html'>Busy week this week, hard work too with a visit to the Max Brenner chocolate cafe and the kids athletics carnival (yes, picture me in my knee high ug boots holding Miss 6 by the hand as we sprint the 25m to the finishing line, in between sitting in the bleachers, sipping hot chocolate and chatting with all the other mums).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're also into the first week of winter (in Australian terms anyway), so I thought I'd share a few pics of what's going on in the garden, and surviving temperatures that go BELOW ten degrees (celsius).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2-MwVHj5tQ/TexTSJwaihI/AAAAAAAACVg/rWoDF3OH-Ps/s1600/P1010382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2-MwVHj5tQ/TexTSJwaihI/AAAAAAAACVg/rWoDF3OH-Ps/s320/P1010382.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our single mandarin, nearly ripe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLgwvh7pZgs/TexTdSBjg3I/AAAAAAAACVk/uaIPHZpfxuc/s1600/P1010381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLgwvh7pZgs/TexTdSBjg3I/AAAAAAAACVk/uaIPHZpfxuc/s320/P1010381.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heirloom beans, on bean teepees in the front garden&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz4EkYczP44/TexTr3Z9RiI/AAAAAAAACVo/OIk1ecpp4X0/s1600/P1010391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz4EkYczP44/TexTr3Z9RiI/AAAAAAAACVo/OIk1ecpp4X0/s320/P1010391.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turnips&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HinlUaHW9pI/TexT5XXr6FI/AAAAAAAACVs/71sr0FGY_uA/s1600/P1010383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HinlUaHW9pI/TexT5XXr6FI/AAAAAAAACVs/71sr0FGY_uA/s320/P1010383.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rhubarb, just planted and settling in very nicely&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The cherry tree has lost its leaves, the apricot and the crab apple are thinking about it, and the apples are showing no interest so far. &amp;nbsp;They're saying we're in for a really cold winter this year, so it'll be interesting to see how everything goes over the next few months. &amp;nbsp;I kind-of want it to be cold to keep the apples happy, but at the same time I'm actively growing a lot of stuff over the cold months this year, so I'm hoping it doesn't freeze the bejeesus out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'd like it to be very cold but not that cold at all, if that could be arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-6281438986820732765?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/6281438986820732765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=6281438986820732765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6281438986820732765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/6281438986820732765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/winter-garden.html' title='Winter Garden'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2-MwVHj5tQ/TexTSJwaihI/AAAAAAAACVg/rWoDF3OH-Ps/s72-c/P1010382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-8923292168304626756</id><published>2011-06-03T14:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:45:58.962+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chickens'/><title type='text'>Burnt Cake Friday</title><content type='html'>Well first I waited around FOREVER for one of the chooks to lay an egg, but after much sitting around on the nest by everyone except my two poor moulty Australorps, no egg was forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, after careful measuring and stirring (the recipe gave measurements as, eg, 3/4 cup, and then gave the gram measurement of a whole cup in brackets afterwards. It took me a while to figure this out. &amp;nbsp;So when it said 3 tablespoons of butter at 20g each, I thought it meant 3 tbs butter equalled 20g and not the correct 60g).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I battled on, with one egg, no butter and a LOT of sugar in the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Taa Daa... Slightly Charred Pecan Cinnamon Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hm3wURc88p8/Tehl5rbzlQI/AAAAAAAACVc/NWHprm3r34M/s1600/P1010379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hm3wURc88p8/Tehl5rbzlQI/AAAAAAAACVc/NWHprm3r34M/s320/P1010379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It looks less burnt than it is&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;As I got it out of its tin I noticed a shiny blob on the surface, being a mammal of higher intelligence I stuck my finger in the blob and quickly discovered it was MOLTEN SUGAR from the topping. &amp;nbsp;Still fricking hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, the kids are just going to loooooove this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-8923292168304626756?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/8923292168304626756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=8923292168304626756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8923292168304626756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/8923292168304626756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/06/burnt-cake-friday.html' title='Burnt Cake Friday'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hm3wURc88p8/Tehl5rbzlQI/AAAAAAAACVc/NWHprm3r34M/s72-c/P1010379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7903025956453484984</id><published>2011-05-30T19:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T19:06:44.945+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making stuff'/><title type='text'>Tea Cosies</title><content type='html'>Today the weather radar in our parts looked like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Pq-oLz3z8k/TeNb075vU_I/AAAAAAAACVU/17zdZTEgCTA/s1600/IDR714.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Pq-oLz3z8k/TeNb075vU_I/AAAAAAAACVU/17zdZTEgCTA/s320/IDR714.gif" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this was before it got really bad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So it was a perfect day for getting on top of things indoors. &amp;nbsp;But, instead of rushing about like a madwoman, cooking, and cleaning, and trying to find the bedroom floor in the kids rooms, I parked myself in front of the fire and knitted this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbQoZ7vZS58/TeNcrc0ounI/AAAAAAAACVY/nACjGz8tXGs/s1600/P1010371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbQoZ7vZS58/TeNcrc0ounI/AAAAAAAACVY/nACjGz8tXGs/s320/P1010371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My very first tea cosy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The knitting pattern is called 'mistake rib'. &amp;nbsp;I made a mistake with my mistake rib and it turned out as normal rib for a few rows. So the normal rib was a mistake and my mistake rib wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha ha ha ha, cough, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why yes, I had been working on that one all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7903025956453484984?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7903025956453484984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7903025956453484984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7903025956453484984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7903025956453484984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/05/tea-cosies.html' title='Tea Cosies'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Pq-oLz3z8k/TeNb075vU_I/AAAAAAAACVU/17zdZTEgCTA/s72-c/IDR714.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-3994363848126827402</id><published>2011-05-29T22:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:14:30.146+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Forty'/><title type='text'>Sunshine on a rainy day</title><content type='html'>Teetering on the brink of yet another burnout at the moment. &amp;nbsp;There's been a lot of external stress here at Chez Nicholas (ie a serious lack of funds) and I've been pushing myself very hard to get &lt;i&gt;Running With The Hunted&lt;/i&gt; finished, which is massively mentally draining. &amp;nbsp;(And that's the tip of the iceberg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classic symptom of stress is getting over-tired, ie, so tired I can't sleep or step back to see that I need to slow down. &amp;nbsp;Chronic multi-tasking morphs into a soul-sucking sense of being overwhelmed, anxiety follows quickly, then horrific self doubt, and as I creep towards depression I grind to a halt and cannot face something as simple as a trip to the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in that state at the moment. &amp;nbsp;I'm in the over-tired stage, and I know it. &amp;nbsp;I also know I can fix it with sleep. &amp;nbsp;Classic over-tiredness means either not sleeping at all, or waking at 2am and not sleeping the rest of the night. To get back on track I take knock-out drugs for a few nights, get the sleep patterns sorted out and work from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple. &amp;nbsp;Well yes, because its been a reoccurring cycle my entire life, and I have a wonderful wise woman who has over four years of listening, has taught me how to recognise the symptoms and deal with them, before I get catatonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, I was thinking it over the other day and I realised that... well... this is it. &amp;nbsp;Life stress (for want of a simple term) is not going anywhere. &amp;nbsp;Being a writer is not going to get easier (in fact its probably going to get a lot harder), being a mum, a wife, an 'insert activity here' is not going to simpler/cheaper. &amp;nbsp;If I'm lucky then the worst that'll happen is that it'll get different - still with its own stresses, but different. &amp;nbsp;No matter what the future holds, I'm not going to wake up one day and it'll all be sorted out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was sort-of waiting for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one go to around chasing after 'being happy' - grasping at happiness is never going to work. &amp;nbsp;But its time, as I head towards my 40th birthday, to think about how I'm going to move into my Fabulous Forties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a cycle of over-tiredness and drugging myself to sleep is not on the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-3994363848126827402?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/3994363848126827402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=3994363848126827402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3994363848126827402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/3994363848126827402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunshine-on-rainy-day.html' title='Sunshine on a rainy day'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-5446014962457758747</id><published>2011-05-27T11:33:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:34:16.420+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><title type='text'>Even the stars are against us...</title><content type='html'>So hubs is a gemini and I'm a capricorn. &amp;nbsp;Apparently we're the two most incompatible star signs there are. &amp;nbsp;Here is what the &lt;a href="http://www.kidspot.com.au/horoscopes/lovemeter/index.asp"&gt;Kidspot Love Meter&lt;/a&gt; had to say about our relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363636; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e11c42; font-family: georgia, serfif; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;What you two have in common is your dry sense of humor and your resourcefulness. Other than that, I can't really see much more common ground.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;If you make it this far -- which is a big if -- Capricorn will be the rock of the relationship;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;... it will be a wonder if you commit long-term.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;... In fact, if you do decide to marry, it may well be a marriage of convenience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;You're both very busy people, so it'll take a lot for you to bother making time for a physical encounter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;... and the truth is, you may not get far before you both just give up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;... Ultimately, neither of you is interested in lying around in bed all day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Wrong. So very wrong. On all counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #231f20; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Siiiiigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-5446014962457758747?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/5446014962457758747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=5446014962457758747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5446014962457758747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/5446014962457758747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/05/even-stars-are-against-us.html' title='Even the stars are against us...'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-7495855503797292821</id><published>2011-05-25T06:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T06:07:00.570+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writerlyness'/><title type='text'>These are always worth keeping in mind...</title><content type='html'>Elmore Leonard's Ten Rules of Writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the New York Times, Writers on Writing Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By ELMORE LEONARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are rules I’ve picked up along the way to help me remain invisible when I’m writing a book, to help me show rather than tell what’s taking place in the story. If you have a facility for language and imagery and the sound of your voice pleases you, invisibility is not what you are after, and you can skip the rules. Still, you might look them over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Never open a book with weather.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Avoid prologues.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Never use a verb other than “said” to carry dialogue.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Never use an adverb to modify the verb “said” . . .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . he admonished gravely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Keep your exclamation points under control.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are allowed no more than two or three per 100,000 words of prose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Never use the words “suddenly” or “all hell broke loose.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Use regional dialect, patois, sparingly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Avoid detailed descriptions of characters.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Don’t go into great detail describing places and things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Try to leave out the part that readers tend to skip.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most important rule is one that sums up the 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If it sounds like writing, I rewrite it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ooOOoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/11150189-living-in-color" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Living in Color" border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41msDRZoSxL._SX106_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/11150189-living-in-color"&gt;Living in Color&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1335180.Trish_Milburn"&gt;Trish Milburn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/166418897"&gt;5 of 5 stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this beautifully written, heartwarming and satisfying story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/4111505-caitlyn-nicholas"&gt;View all my reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-7495855503797292821?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/7495855503797292821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=7495855503797292821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7495855503797292821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/7495855503797292821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/05/these-are-always-worth-keeping-in-mind.html' title='These are always worth keeping in mind...'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23887139.post-1554316039060517614</id><published>2011-05-24T05:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T05:56:22.954+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Apple pickin</title><content type='html'>It was the annual family trip to go apple picking in Bilpin on the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf_rgigUdbw/Tdq3xXNJSqI/AAAAAAAACVA/1Md8_x2uias/s1600/P1010316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf_rgigUdbw/Tdq3xXNJSqI/AAAAAAAACVA/1Md8_x2uias/s320/P1010316.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG We're going to pick apples, OMG let's run up and down and fall over&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lAKnGhVeV0/Tdq3_mMF_FI/AAAAAAAACVE/HOyIsMEKvN4/s1600/P1010322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lAKnGhVeV0/Tdq3_mMF_FI/AAAAAAAACVE/HOyIsMEKvN4/s320/P1010322.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why yes, I would love to pick all the apples for you and put them in your bag&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1AQRtp1GUg/Tdq4OD7mrWI/AAAAAAAACVI/zj14QDqRiII/s1600/P1010325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1AQRtp1GUg/Tdq4OD7mrWI/AAAAAAAACVI/zj14QDqRiII/s320/P1010325.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Sundowners&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utDRtBNaSps/Tdq4cGqPotI/AAAAAAAACVM/lQPpddvK_r0/s1600/P1010338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utDRtBNaSps/Tdq4cGqPotI/AAAAAAAACVM/lQPpddvK_r0/s320/P1010338.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, that'd be around 20kgs of apples just there&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLejO7FsXYg/Tdq4nTgo5wI/AAAAAAAACVQ/LXof5Qxit9E/s1600/P1010360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLejO7FsXYg/Tdq4nTgo5wI/AAAAAAAACVQ/LXof5Qxit9E/s320/P1010360.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First kilo got dried&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So now I have 30kgs of apples scattered around my house. &amp;nbsp;In hindsight maybe 30kgs was a little excessive, I've got one hell of a lot of peeling to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've split them up as follows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blackberry and apple jam (lots, its our family fave)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pie filling for x12 pies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drying&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apple puree for muffins etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bottling - ie, preserving whole apple slices&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.shieldsorchard.com/"&gt;Shields Orchard&lt;/a&gt; - a wonderful pick your own orchard, they're nearly at the end of their season now though, check their website for details&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23887139-1554316039060517614?l=caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/feeds/1554316039060517614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23887139&amp;postID=1554316039060517614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1554316039060517614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23887139/posts/default/1554316039060517614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlynnicholas.blogspot.com/2011/05/apple-pickin.html' title='Apple pickin'/><author><name>Caitlyn Nicholas</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105412279044420141735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2YYO4-_ZB7Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACc4/aA7uqh7OkLk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf_rgigUdbw/Tdq3xXNJSqI/AAAAAAAACVA/1Md8_x2uias/s72-c/P1010316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
