Things I believed when I was a kid

I’m a fairly gullible person, and my dearest darling father and dearest darling brother used to take advantage of that. Here are some of the more memorable things they convinced me of:

  • If you’re sleeping on the beach in a swag on Tryon Island, make sure you keep your mouth closed, otherwise turtles might mistake your mouth for a hole that they can lay their eggs in. 

I spent the whole night with a pillow over my head and hardly got any sleep at all. I was 9 years old! (And not very bright, clearly!)

  • At KFC, they chop the heads off the chickens in the kitchen.  

My brother told me he saw a chicken with it’s head cut off running around the kitchen and I totally believed him and started telling other people that. It wasn’t until they looked at my strangely that I knew I’d been had.

  • If you stand still in the back yard while you’re hanging out your washing, a big lizard might mistake you for a tree and try and run up your leg.

I used to make sure no one was home and I’d hang out the washing while marching on the spot. I’m not sure when I realised that my Dad was joking.

  • There are birds that have a very distinctive call, and it sounds like they’re saying “storm” with an up/down/up inflection. Dad convinced me that it was called a “storm bird” and that it was telling us when a storm was coming

I’m still not so sure about this one to be honest, as there often is a storm on the way when I hear them call out. I tell people the same story now 🙂

So there you have it. There’s a few examples of how my brother and father got their kicks out of messing with my head. I’d like to say I’m a bit more cluey now, but we all know that’s not the case. Or maybe I just pretend to be this gullible, just to make them happy 🙂

S Flat smells like my childhood

Whenever I walk into S Flat here at College, I’m teleported back to when I was 5-years-old. I think it’s the combination of smells from cleaning products. It’s so comforting and lovely actually. It reminds me of honey sandwiches and nap time in the middle of the day. And sandpits. Ooooh and the Nativity play.

All good things. In fact, I think I need to pay S Flat a visit right now! You know, just because…

Dad joke

We all know one. And we all love them! One of my Dad’s favourites:

Q: What animals make the best wine?

A: Grey-apes!  ba-ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

This is going to be a fun series…

The final 3

So since I blogged about choosing my own adventure, some new options have been introduced! And I’ve narrowed it down to these 3. I’m going to make my decision very very soon… Maybe…

Abseilling Forward Run – this sounds CRAZY fun and a little terrifying!!
Day Spa Pampering – a little more indulgent and I am in great need of a massage
Pasta making equipment – now this is a gift that will keep on giving!

Now I REALLY don’t know which one to choose, but it will definitely be one of these 3 as they are all so very appealing. Are these any more enticing than the last ones??

A numbers game – Melbourne

6 – the number of times I’ve gotten caught in the rain without an umbrella
4 – the number of times I’ve been asked by tram inspectors for my ticket
0 – the number of times I’ve been busted without a ticket (cos I’m a good little girl)
3 – the number of $15 hair cuts I’ve had at Pivot Point hairdressing school
3 – the number of $15 hair cuts I’ve LOVED
3 – the number of pairs of Mary Janes I’ve bought down here
2 – the number of times I’ve almost been hit by a tram (I felt it was “almost” but I’m sure it wasn’t that close)
7 – the number of parmas I’ve had (not all at once)
12 – (at least) the number of marinara pizzas Hubs and I have consumed at Papa Gino’s
6 – the number of times we’ve vowed we’ll try somewhere new to eat, and ended up at Papa Gino’s
10+ – the number of places I’ve been to that I’ll never be able to find again, in the maze of alleyways that is the Melbourne CBD
20+ – the number of times I’ve complained about the weather since moving here
15 – the number of grapes I’ve eaten while writing this post 🙂

And it’s back to the grind…

We’re back into the swing of things after a great little break down at Sorrento over Easter. We spent our days swimming in the bay (well, I read my book on the beach – the rest of them were crazy enough to go swimming), catching up with family and friends, going for short walks (too lazy to do long walks) and Hubs worked on a contraption to assist him with taking panorama photos. I’ll let him tell you about that some time.

All in all, a very relaxing time, though I don’t feel as invigorated as I did when we returned last year. It’s been a while since I’ve been this busy, and although I LIKE being busy (especially with social engagements), I’m not used to it anymore, so it’s taking me a while to get back into my groove.

I hope everyone else had a super Easter and I’ll be filling you in on lots of interesting things very soon. As soon as they happen to me…

Hot Cross Scones

I LOVE hot cross buns, and I’ve been so distracted by goodness-knows-what lately that I’d forgotten to buy some for Easter! So on Tuesday night at dinner when we were discussing these delectable delicacies, I decided I was too lazy to walk down to Woolies to buy some, (and too stingey), but I wasn’t too lazy to try and bake some! So when I got home, I looked for a recipe on line and they had yeast in them. No yeast in the cupboard. So I googled “yeast free hot cross bun recipe” and it came up with this one. Bingo!

Now I think I’m pretty handy in the kitchen, but really, I should stick to recipes at least when it’s the first time. I MAINLY stuck to this recipe, but the end result was not what I expected. I mixed all the ingredients like it told me to: (pardon the yellow tinge to the photos – no idea how to use Hubs’ camera…)

And then did some kneading:
Then cutting out with my cookie cutter that I’ve never used before!
Then I prepared my flour and water mixture for the crosses
Then they were ready to put in the oven! I was pretty excited by this stage!
Hmmmm…. these don’t look like hot cross buns. I wonder how they taste?
Very sconny indeed. Oh well. I tried. And I’ll take them down to Sorrento to share them around. They are quite lovely as scones I must say! Thankfully we had HCBs for morning tea at work the next day, so I didn’t miss out! And maybe Hubs’ Dad will have some for us in Sorrento! 🙂 3.5 hours to go before I’m on holidays! (yes, again…)
HAPPY EASTER!!!

House-hunting

So as you may know, Hubs and I are moving to Wangaratta in July, and we headed up last weekend to have a look around the town and get a feel for the place. And thankfully and fortunately, we love it! It has a lovely feel to it and I can really see us being happy there. We also did a bit of house hunting, as we are keen to buy there instead of renting. Why, you ask? Well, the rental prices per week are comparable to mortgage repayments on a small-ish loan. There are some houses in Wangaratta under the $200,000 mark, so we thought it would be a great opportunity to get into this “market” that I hear grown-ups talking about.

Plus, it’d be REALLY cool to have a place of our own.

Our visit gave us more of an idea of the type of house we are looking for, the areas of Wangaratta we’re interested in living in, and an idea of how we’d get around. So we’re currently looking at a few different options, doing the sums, and will hopefully come up with something in the next month or 2. It’s all very grown up and exciting!

Oh, and we’re looking at 3 bedroom homes so we can have house guests! Ever wanted to visit Wang?

Pierogi Party!

My Nanny has been making pierogi for a LONG time. Ever since I can remember, pierogi has been part of  our family. We wouldn’t have it every weekend at Nanny’s, but certainly often enough for it to be a favourite. And I’ve only ever assisted Nanny with making it.

Until a couple of weekends ago.

A few girls at college, including Aleks from Poland, were keen for a pierogi party and they made it happen! I was SO excited, but very nervous. What if it was a disaster? What if I couldn’t cook pierogi? The pressure was intense!

We got together on the Saturday morning and with some tunes in the background, we got straight to work. We first mixed up the pasta dough and did a bit of kneading. Because we are non-discriminatory pierogi-makers, and there was a vegan amongst us, we made a few different types; the traditional pork, traditional spinach and feta, spinach and feta with rye dough, and spinach with rye dough (vegan).

 Wifey making the dough

Getting ready for kneading (with the tongue poked out in concentration)
And then there’s the rolling!
The rye dough was coming along very nicely as well! It was much more difficult to roll but Aleks did a super job!
Then cutting out the circles:
And the fun part! Filling the little friggers! I made up a traditional pork filling, but in hindsight I should have used more flavouring (salt, pepper, garlic, onion). I’ll do that next time.
This part is actually quite tricky. You want to put in enough meat to not have an “empty pierogi” once it’s cooked, but not so much that you can’t seal it, and susequently have the filling fall out during cooking. Easy does it…
Success! They look like Nanny’s! 
(Okay, so this wasn’t my first attempt – I think it was about number 6, but that’s not too bad!!)
We had quite a production line happening!
And the rye pierogi were looking fantastic also!
Next up, you boil them for about 10 minutes to cook the meat and pasta.
In the mean time, we were heating the butter in the pan ready for the final stage – frying! (Obviously we didn’t use butter for the vegan variety – oil worked well too). 
This is my “oh-my-goodness-they-look-like-Nanny’s-pierogi” look!
It seemed to be a success! And now for the taste test!
 Winners all round! They were SO GOOD. As I mentioned, the pork filling needed a bit more flavour, but the spinach and feta ones were just delish!
This was such a great day for me. I felt so good afterwards, knowing that this is something I can continue with my own family. It might take another 40 years, but maybe one day my pierogi will be as good as Nanny’s. Thanks Aleks, Alyssa and Chelsea (who didn’t make it into the photos cos she was too busy taking them!) for organising this. It really meant a lot to me and I had a GREAT time. 
Mmmmmmm…… pierogi……