Monthly Archives: July 2014

The issue with sport..

July 30, 2014

imageSo…. I’m confused.

Im confused about the way society is dealing with competitive sports. On one hand we have the non scoring sporting teams as to avoid disappointing the children (which is truly the biggest load of horse shit I’ve ever heard) and then on the other hand we have parents who turn into something quite extraordinary on the sidelines every weekend.

Where is the happy medium? We’ve all heard the reports of parents going batshit crazy at referees or even other parents of players, but I have to ask the question… whyyyy????  Are these parents trying to live vicariously through their children trying to recapture their own glory days? I mean… Isn’t it just children’s sport? Aren’t they meant to be having fun?

I have recently come across one parent sticking it to another child basically because he didn’t believe this kid was up to scratch. I wouldn’t think this was up to him, surely this is the decision of the coach. So what if this kid isn’t perfect…he is part of a team and should be encouraged not bellowed at by some dick on a power trip.

My eldest two girls are both involved in team sports and I love it. It teaches them how to work together, how to identify ones weaknesses and use each other’s strengths to benefit the whole team, not just themselves and basically how to get along with a group of people and function effectively regardless of victory or defeat. Also, it provides them with the opportunity to deal with that one kid….. You know that one kid? There is a fine art in learning how to deal with bitchy females… The sooner it’s learnt, the better. One of life’s lessons.

Which brings me back to the game with no scoring system. How the hell are kids meant to learn how to deal with disappointment? Sometimes life is not how you would like it to be… How do children accept things not going their way? Perhaps that’s why we now have a society of little snots blaming everyone else for their downfalls. Nothing is ever their fault because they haven’t learnt the ability to accept failure.

I don’t know, it’s obviously just my opinion and I most certainly not have all the answers but here are some things that I DO know..

Fact 1: YOU ARE NOT ALWAYS GOING TO WIN..                                                 Enjoy it while you can… Yes you’ve worked hard and yes you deserve it but it won’t always happen.

Fact 2: YOU ARE NOT ALWAYS GOING TO LOSE...                                            Disappointing yes.. Get over it, admit defeat graciously and try harder next time. Oh, and don’t be an arsehole about it, it just makes you look bitter. You lost… The sun will still come up in the morning and you WILL be okay. I promise.

And to the aggressive, bitter and abusive parents…. Calm the fuck down. They are kids. Kids that are meant to be having fun. Your kids learn by your example. The best thing you can teach your kids, apart from being kind to each other, is to be resilient. A little resilience through life will serve you well.

 

Search over..

July 28, 2014

I have tried a million recipes for a good blueberry muffin, well perhaps not a million but at least 6.. And I believe I may have just found it. There is nothing I hate more than buying a blueberry muffin and having… what.. maybe 4 blueberries inside. Answer is, don’t buy.... bake!   imageSo here’s what you’re going to need…

2 1/2 cups self raising flour sifted.. 1teaspoon baking powder…1 cup caster sugar..1/2 cup vegetable oil..1 egg…3/4 cup milk…1 teaspoon vanilla extract… 250gr blueberries… demerara sugar for sprinkling.

Preheat oven to 180.. Place all the dry ingredients in a bowl… Mix the oil, egg, milk and vanilla together in a jug and pour into the dry ingredients and mix gently to combine.. Very carefully add the blueberries and mix gently as to not burst the berries, unless you want them burst and have the blue swirl through the muffins then go your hardest… Spoon into your lined muffin tin and sprinkle with the sugar. I can usually get around 15-16 muffins. Bake for around 30-35 mins or until a skewer comes out clean.

Now if someone could just make me a candle or a melt or something that smells like these guys baking that would be great, thanks!

Afternoon funny

July 23, 2014

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Remember you?

July 21, 2014

imageHave you ever just stopped and looked, and by looked I mean starred at yourself in the mirror and thought holy shit… I really do look like my mother? I know as I’m getting older I find myself sounding more like her but I’ve never really thought I looked much like her. Others do but I never really have. Until now. I’m not complaining, really I’m not… It just surprises me how your facial features start to change with age.
In the bid to try SO hard to look somewhat decent in the ridiculous morning rush out the door I’m starting to get a bit sick of coming last. I get ready after everyone else and whatever time is left depends on how good I look. Sans makeup is fairly common. God only knows the last time I actually took the time to do my hair properly. As an ex hairdresser I have learnt the art of a pretty decent looking top knot, thank god because that’s usually all that gets done.
It makes me a bit sad /frustrated really thinking back on the days when I was working full time. Fully made up… With expensive make up, not just whatever is on sale at woollies, hair done within an inch of its life everyday, all parts that should be hair free were waxed religiously, facials were once a month, and clothes were whatever I liked and felt like buying at the time. Remember those times? When was the last time YOU had a facial? When was the last time you went shopping for YOURSELF and didn’t buy something for the kids while you were out?
You know what I mean.. Even just walking into Target you’re drawn to the kids section first just to see what’s around.
So I think it’s time to put ourselves first again. Even if its only for a few days just so that we feel human again. Go out by yourself if you can and buy something just for you, go treat yourself to a massage or even just go sit at the beach with a coffee on your own. I do that last one quite often, it’s the one thing I do that I feel much better for after I’ve done it.. And it doesn’t cost anything!
In regards to looking semi-decent of a morning with minimal effort here are a few little things I have found that are great and take no time at all. BB cream, I LOVE this stuff. I haven’t worn proper foundation in years, it’s so easy to apply and blends perfectly. I use the Garnier one but there are plenty out there. I use NATIO mineral bronzer as a blush and an eye shadow. Well eye shadow isn’t quite right, I use a big brush to sweep it over my eye lids pretty fast. Napoleon cream blush is awesome for a quick pick me up as well. Mascara wise I love ModelCo fibre lash as it goes on really fast without having all that lumpy gunk, and I ALWAYS use a white kohl pencil on the inner rim of my bottom lashes to make tired eyes look awake. Lip wise I use whatever gloss is in either the car or handbag.
For the hair I always use a coconut oil serum to control all the frizzies and for a no fuss messy look I love a salt spray. (That’s of course if my hair has any attention paid to it at all.)
The GHD is a tool worth investing in. It can change your look and how you feel about yourself pretty much instantly. Look after it tho. Don’t leave it on the bathroom vanity for it to be knocked off a thousand times. Lastly, find a good fragrance..you smell good, you’ll feel good.. I’ve worn the same for years.
Obviously I am no beauty editor, I’m just a mum who tries to look acceptable on a day to day basis and these are the little things I have found that helps.
As for looking more like my mother…. There are worse things. :)

Til next week, stay sane

Jac xx

Why???

July 18, 2014

imageWell we have all woken to awful news this morning that Malaysian Airlines Flight 17 was shot out of the sky by a surface to air missile in the Ukraine. Of all airlines it had to be a Malaysian Airlines flight. It truly does make you wonder when this all will end. More innocent lives lost.

Obviously everyone parents differently, but I tend to not wrap my children in cotton wool when it comes to issues like these. I encourage them to watch it and take notice. This is how the world is. This is reality like it or not. Yes, it makes them sad…. It should. It is sad. There will be parents that chose to steer their children away from this sort of thing… And that’s fair enough too, whatever you think your children can cope with. I just know that my girls are pretty switched on when it comes to this sort of thing so if there’s questions they need answers to I’m willing to answer them. Either way this is incredibly sad and our thoughts and prayers are with the families and friends of all those who were on board.

Why not??

July 17, 2014

So yes the sun is out but far out she’s still cold out there, perfect for a hot chocolate. Here’s my favourite way to make it. Fill a cup with boiling water and put a glass into the cup to warm up. Put one cup of milk in the microwave for around 90 seconds or longer, you need it to be pretty hot. While the milk is in the microwave add as much chocolate (I used nestle melts) in the glass and allow to sit and melt. Once the milk is done add a dash of vanilla extract and whisk til it’s all frothy and add to the chocolate. Then throw in your marshmallows and voila. image

July 16, 2014

image Pretty sure this was made about me….

Eat your greens!!

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It’s just broccoli right?… Yes… But soooo tasty when other things are thrown in along the way. It’s not even a recipe but I’ll let you know what you need to do. Blanch 2 heads of broccoli broken into florets, I even slice up the stalks, in some salted water. Whilst that’s cooking fry up 2 slices of bacon and a clove of garlic. Throw in a splash of Worcestireshire sauce, drain the broccoli and add to the bacon mix. Cut up some cherry tomatoes and add some chopped almonds and away you go!

A Love Letter To Sleep

July 14, 2014

Stocksy_txpaf3bb7a3ts7000_Small_285732Well, the school holidays are over. I hope you enjoyed them. The last week for us has been ridiculously busy. And by saying us, I mean me. Organising 2 birthdays, dropping children here, there and everywhere, spending an ENTIRE day searching for the ONE thing that that my daughter wanted as a present, sick child with doctors appointments,  trying desperately to clean out some crap from my house and all the other boring rubbish that needs to be done and I am exhausted.

We went out with friends for my husbands birthday on Friday night and even stayed out thanks to an awesome deal at the Novotel and by Saturday morning I felt like the living dead. Knowing I then had to come home and do the joint barbecue lunch for the fam seriously made me want to crawl into a hole. Not that I didn’t want to do it, it just seemed like such a monumental task. Even buffet breakfast wasn’t making the process any easier. My effort at breakfast was pathetic. A scoop of Bircher muesli, and a croissant. That was it. Pfffft.. Soft.

Was just too tired to eat.  After lunch I realised that in my comatose state of getting dressed that morning I had even put my undies on inside out.  Fantastic.

It’s the kind of bone crunching tired that only a mother knows. For all the mums with newborn bubbas who think it gets better, my words to you are…It does… But only slightly.

“Become a mother and never sleep a full night again.” It is the truest thing I’ve ever heard. Remember sleep? Remember uninterrupted sleep?…… How good was it? When does it come back? God I hope it comes back.

Sleep n. a condition of body and mind which typically recurs for several hours every night, in which the nervous system is inactive, the eyes closed, the postural muscles relaxed, and consciousness practically suspended.

That’s what the dictionary tells us is “supposed” to happen. For most mums that does happen but not completely and certainly not for any lengthy period of time. So why do we let this happen?

Our bodies are pretty good at communicating with us. It lets us know if we are sick, hungry, thirsty, injured and so on..(my head tells me at any time after 9.30 in the morning that we are yet to have a caffeine intake) It tells us we are tired and run down constantly yet we ignore it and keep on going because we don’t have time to sit down and have a quick nap. We’ve got shit to do!  I know I don’t speak for everyone, I’m sure there are plenty of mums that do get adequate sleep… I don’t know any but I’m sure they’re out there, but the majority of us are always tired.

It’s hardly any wonder when you think about what we do. My husband works 2 jobs and always says he’d rather it that way than have to do my job. I love how when dinner is finished (if he is home) he just sits on the lounge and that’s him done for the evening!

I’m sure a lot of the time we put unnecessary pressure on ourselves  which doesn’t help with the tired factor. I like to make sure all the boring shit is done before I sit down. I know yesterday once everyone had left I was going to get all the cleaning up done and then I wanted to just sit with a cup of tea and read my book. It didn’t happen. By the time I had finished it was time to get kids showered and look at getting something for dinner.  Oh god, dinner. I am NOT cooking dinner.  Whilst one of them was in the shower I looked in the freezer and even did a fist pump when I saw a frozen lasagne in there. Right… that, garlic bread and salad (tomato and cucumber) that’ll do.  The one who’s in the shower sings out… “Muuuuuuuuuum, can you cut my hair tonight?” I walked in the bathroom and just looked at her and that was all she needed to know my reply.

Once in bed you would think you’re done. Hahahaha…. No.

You’ve then got the one who coughs all night, the one who sleepwalks, grinds her teeth, gets up a thousand times for a drink, nightmares, sore legs, kicks off the blankets then yells out to you that she’s cold?!

Oh are you kidding me?!

 You all know what I’m banging on about. I know you do.

Just nod along wearily and smile … If you can be bothered.

This week I’m doing nothing… Kind of.

Til next week, stay sane. 😉

Jac xx