Showing posts from April, 2012


It's been a full week since our accident and while I don't want to bore you to death by going on and on about it, there are still some things that I need to get out of my system by writing about that incident.

Earlier in the week DH took the report of the accident into the police station. When the officer looked at the diagram and description of the accident he said, "This could have been really bad." We know! Others too have expressed surprise that we were unhurt, many rejoicing with us that God's Hand protected us.

This past week DH and I have had to drive past the site a number of times. Every time we ask each other, "Where was the truck when it started turning? Where were we?" Each time we are convinced that our minds have not played tricks on us, that we haven't exaggerated the lack of distance between our car and the truck, that it was as dangerous and frightening as we remember. Each time we are amazed that we are still alive today and that we …

Rejoice Again!

It could have been worse.

Another second ... a different decision ... if DH had not taken the defensive tactics that he did ... if ... if ... if ...

Five people in the car. Five lives. A boot-load (trunk-load) of stuff.

Sunday afternoon and DH and I were returning Son#4 and Son#5 and a friend of Son#5's to University. A return journey of only two hours.

Except today it took over five.

We were travelling at one hundred kilometres an hour when suddenly a small truck suddenly turned directly into our path.

Immediately I thought, "We have nowhere to go: we're going to hit him."

And hit him we did.

Waiting for the crunch I thought, "This is how it happens. No, my kids are in the car!"

DH - when he saw the steel of the truck coming for the side of his head - turned his head and closed his eyes. While waiting for the car to crumple into our laps, I apparently gave a very good rendition of a girl scream.

When we came to a stop, the sweetest sounds to my ears were…


Rejoice in the Lord, O you righteous!
For praise from the upright is beautiful.

Praise the Lord with the harp;
Make melody to Him with an instrument of ten strings.

Sing to Him a new song;
Play skillfully with a shout of joy.

For the word of the Lord is right,
And all His work is done in truth.

He loves righteousness and justice;
The earth is full of the goodness of the Lord.

By the word of the Lord the heavens were made,
And all the host of them by the breath of His mouth.

He gathers the waters of the sea together as a heap;
He lays up the deep in storehouses.

Let all the earth fear the Lord;
Let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of Him.

For He spoke, and it was done;
He commanded, and it stood fast.

The Lord brings the counsel of the nations to nothing;
He makes the plans of the peoples of no effect.

The counsel of the Lord stands forever,
The plans of His heart to all generations.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord,
The people He has chosen as His own inherita…


Blogger has changed. I've had to update my browser. And now my posts either don't have spaces between the paragraphs or have far too many. And where has everything else gone? It isn't as easy to find things as it was before.

Where's my Dashboard?

And edit posts facility?

And my list of Blogs I like to read?

Help! [Said weakly for I'm ashamed to admit that the only reason I'm even remotely computer-savvy is because I've had teenage sons.]

I know I'll find it again ... somewhere ... sometime ... but in the meantime, bear with me please.

(Um, is there a spellcheck fuunction on here? I'd hate to post anything that wasn't perfect. I have a reputation to uphold after all. lol)

Broken and Covered

I decided that during my holiday break (um, what holiday?) I would sit down and sew myself a Bible cover. Earlier this year I had treated myself to a Bible that has four translations to a double page and while I love it, the disadvantage is that it's rather bulky and probably impossible to buy a cover for. Not that I tried ... I just assumed that it would be so and didn't even bother to look.

I'm not particularly hard on my books but I do like that a cover protects and especially for something as loved and valued as a personal Bible. After some research online I discovered that it's possible to make your own perfectly presentable Bible Cover.

So I did.

The first attempt was rather discouraging and it's a wonder I even bothered to try again. Add to that, machine needles that kept breaking (I bent two and snapped one), thread that kept snapping, having to use a torch to help me thread the needle because the light on my machine doesn't work and my eyes are rapidly…


In our household there are three ways to eat feijoas.

One: The Proper Way.
This involves cutting the feijoa in half and scooping out the flesh with a spoon. This is the only way I eat fresh feijoas.

Two: The Other Way
This is DH's preferred method. It involves ripping the top of the feijoa off with one's teeth and sucking out the contents. It's messy. It makes for less washing-up according to DH (what? one teaspoon counts as washing up?) and it means you can eat them anywhere.

Three: The Uncle#4 is Weird Way
It happened a few years ago. I was going for a walk with The Most Adorable Granddaughter#1 when she burst out with, "Uncle#4's weird. He eats feijoa skins." I've not done an official survey but I suspect less than five percent (less than one?) of the population eat feijoa skins. They're just not that tasty raw. Sure, I've thrown whole feijoas into muffin recipes but to eat them raw skin and all ... ah no thank you.

Go for a walk around most nei…


Hats. I hate them. With a vengeance. Some people look fantastic - even stylish - in a hat. I just look ridiculous. So what would induce me to make not just one but TWO knitted hats?

Earache. I like to go for a walk in the afternoon or early evening with DH but at this time of year, the slightest hint of a breeze makes my ears ache. Excruciatingly so. Sometimes the pain has been so bad I've been more concerned about getting home to warmth than I have been in watching the traffic. Not good. Not good at all.

While I've tried this pattern and this one that can be worn with long hair (especially if that hair is in a bun), they still failed to keep my ears totally warm.

So ... enter the slouchy hat. Apparently they are all the rage with celebs and wannabe stars. My kids told me I looked like one of the "cool" kids when I modelled my finished work. I have a feeling that's NOT a good thing for a woman my age but at least it kept my ears warm. And I could still wear…


Thanks to Blogger's scheduled posts, DH and I will be taking my parents to the airport for their return flight to Australia at about the time this post is published. Three weeks over just like that.

It's been five years since Mum was last here and six years for Dad. For three of my sons, they've not seen their grandparents since those visits. In that time teenagers have grown into young men, new family members have been added, and the family has grown at a wonderful rate. Before we see them again, at least one new member will join the family (predicted time of arrival: early October).

This then is a snapshot of some of the highlights of their visit (in addition to pics posted previously). As you can see, there were a lot of family dinners, a lot of cuddles, a lot of baking (where did it all go to in such a short time?), and a lot of just hanging out together.