Still seeing beautiful things

Realising it has been close to a year since I celebrated the beautiful things in my life I thought I better start showing some appreciation:

• A blog comment from an old friend from overseas;
• Having a beautifully good natured beagle who loves his family and needs no one else;
• Receiving the profile of our soon-to-arrive exchange student.

Hope that will do...

Three Beautiful Things for the end of term 3

• My gorgeous boy survived emergency surgery and is home and well enough to annoy me - always a good sign that someone is recovering nicely
• Stunningly gorgeous day where I don't have to rush to do anything as I have two weeks hols ahead of me
• Meetin mum's gorgeous new cat - Kimba

Three beautiful things for week 3 term three

• warm winter sun breaking through the clouds and warming my back, then my face. No heaters could ever compete with that sensation.
• accidentally shedding a tear or ten and being overwhelmed with the response from unexpected sources when word got out
• meeting Rhonda's latest addition to her family and being mesmorised by an amazing pair of deep blue eyes.

Spritely feelings, fog and fine breakfast, mud glorious mud

• Waking up not feeling at all shabby despite the activities of the night before and the 3am bedtime;
• Meeting the lovely Susan and Geoff at the Ivy for breakfast. Olinda was shrouded in fog with a crisp chill in the air. Mark gave us the table closest to the roaring fire - God bless Mark;
• Playing in the mud with Peter - then hearing Aaron tell me I was "cute" with his scully rups, Travis' coat and my "dimps" because I looked like I was a kid all over again! (such compliments are a rare treat)

Relief, more relief and reflection (Saturday 14th)

• The relief when Aaron revealed he knew about my "top secret" plans for the evening. Surprise parties are just too stressful;
• The relief of Susan arriving (thank you also to Keith for his help and Geoff too) with chardonnay in hand - she could see my stress levels were going through the roof and knew exactly what to do;
• A quiet moment of reflection, looking around the room and seeing the people who mean so much to Aaron and me as we celebrated his birthday. A house feels more like a home when filled with the people with truly love. Thanks all.

party, pakenham poms & survival (Friday 13th)

• Out and about with Lorraine at a residents' get together. Lot's of fun, free champagne and new people to talk to;
• Becoming an honorary member of the Pakenham Poms. I'm not a resident of Pakenham and I wasn't born in England but I was there when the group (sort of) formed. It was lovely meeting some very recent expats who are still excited about the opportunity to come to Australia and discussing the characteristics of Bulmers -v- Scrumpy Jacks and Torchwood -v- Doctor Who.
• Surviving Friday the 13th relatively unscathed!

Baby, Movie, Goon

Watching a former student from a distance with his brand new baby. How funny to see him so responsible and mellow and with such an intense look of love and pride in his eyes.

Watching a movie with Dee - she talks all the way through a movie but can still follow what's going on and it kind of makes it a better viewing experience. It also makes me realise how anti-social humans can be when the tv is on.

Drinking "goon" (that's uni speak for cheap wine) into the wee small hours with Dee, having survived the initial hiccup attack.