The Rise of Shanita!

We are dead on our feet!Will is obviously tired because he has been working (part time) for the last 10 weeks at The Kindergarten and it has been 10 weeks since any extended respite. Shirley is coming on Sunday and our minds and bodies, realising a break is imminent, have already started shutting down and, metaphorically, packing for their holidays!I awoke this morning at 8.50 am and immediately said,"That's funny, Debra has usually rung by now to say what time the shower is."We did nothing and just lay in bed until 20 minutes later we heard the 'clank' of the grid outside as a car ran over it to park. Will found the energy to leap up, and dress whilst I was lost on Candy Crush. We heard footsteps climbing the stairs and a knock at the door. Will was still thrashing around. It did not sound easy for him with all the  "Aaaaaghh!" 's and "Ouch!" 's he emitted.He made it and let whoever it was in and went to get his Mum up.I made my way upstairs more leisurely and found Shanita poring over Dulcie's Blue Care file.I bet you have forgotten Shanita, because you either skim read this, just check in to look at the pictures or say you are my friend but don't bother reading it properly if it looks boring.........I don't blame you.......so I will remind you.Shanita was the 'mouse-like' Blue Care trainee who came about a year ago. She came once alongside someone else as an observer and then once came on her own for respite and because I was slightly late back, because of traffic (which was the ONLY time I have not made it back in time) Shanita went leaving Dulcie on her own. Of course I dropped her in it and we never saw Shanita again........until now.It definitely was Shanita......she had tried to make herself look different by scraping her hair back tight on her head like some fierce, no nonsense matron and she was not wearing a name badge.....which they always do. She had probably taken hers off in the car before she came in."It's Shanita," I hissed at Will when she had gone into shower Dulcie. He looked like a thug with the 'Scotland' beanie he had quickly pulled on to hide his bed hair. One ear was tucked under it and the other poking out like Dopey from 'Snow White'. It would have been worse without the beanie though. He wakes up with terrible bed hair but I have to say, in general, it is nowhere near as bad as his mother's. I creep into her room some mornings and gently touch the huddled mass under the covers and I reckon that even Ghengis Khan would scream at the sight that can sometimes appear from beneath."How do you know it's Shanita?" He asked, not convinced."I know my Shanita's! " I said, adamantly.So, Shanita was now showering......alone! That young timid thing that would never say 'Boo' to a possum let alone a goose, was moving up in the world. Whatever next? Blue Care Domination!When she had gone I realised that she had only had two towels available to dry Dulcie, prevent shower overflow from seeping into the hallway and to mop the floor after the shower. She did it though."So we now know we only need to put two towels out in future" said the Scottish Thug unhelpfully.It's such a good job that things are the way they are.....and I am the Carer.

Goodnight!?

Putting Dulcie to bed tonight and Will says,"Have a good sleep.""I hope so," she replies, "I think I'll probably die."Will is nodding his head in agreement and walking out of the bedroom while I am taken aback. I cannot leave it at that and go back in."Why would you say that?" I ask her concerned.Will is laughing...........Dulcie thinks it is funny too............apparently it is an 'Aussie' saying meaning a deep sleep.Australians say some weird things sometimes!

2013.

So..........nothing for days and then three posts at once!It's just the way this cookie crumbles!I have been busy today creating the collage above. I have made a photo collage like this for each year since 1986, the year my eldest son, Josh was born.This collage is for 2013, the year we moved out here to Australia. Early on in the year we went to Florence and Pisa, Will gained his British Citizenship, we visited family and friends around the country before heading out here in October.It was only when I had finished it that I realised I still haven't done one for 2012.....that's my next job!

W.I.V.

So.........last night we went to a special one off 'Women in Voice' concert at QPAC (Queensland Performing Arts Centre) which was the finale to a three day W.O.W  (Women of the World) festival.It was even more special because Annie Peterson was the host. Annie is a good friend of Will's and was part of the folk group 'One Straw' that Will used to be in. Annie started the Women in Voice concerts but most recently has only produced them rather than sing in them.......but she was back on stage last night.I tried to google a picture of Will's band 'One Straw' to add here but only got this........

This is NOT them!

Anyway we had a lovely evening out at the show, laughing at Carita Farrer Spencer and almost crying when Annie sang 'The Parting Glass', (she can yodel too!) and went out for Japanese gyozas afterwards with Ros and Andrew.

Father's Day.

So.........All three sons eventually remembered to wish me a happy Father's Day. Nathan was first with his wishes and therefore takes the lead as 'favourite son'. Josh wished me a 'Happy Farthest Day' and Lewis sent me the picture above which I found highly amusing.Sadly if you don't watch 'Game of Thrones'......you won't get the joke......and if you are tempted to start watching to get the joke.......don't if you are of a nervous disposition or easily offended.I thank you.