Prescribed rest

So the Doctor prescribed me rest and rejuvenation. Where better a place to start than the hallowed halls of the Palace o' Coffee - Brunetti in Carlton. This is an establishment where "barista" is a career, and the familiar faces from years ago still blend the perfect brew.

Where the cakes are so fresh they are warm when they arrive on your plate.


Where the gelato is so fresh it's ok for the kids to eat is for breakfast.


Where the pannini are mouth-watering and plentiful.

Already we could feel the knots going from our backs, the tension rising from the mind, and the smiles tickling the corners of our mouths.

Brilliant.

j

Craft as Therapy

It's not a new idea. craft as therapy. As part of my break, I had some anxiety that needed dealing with, as well as insomnia. As a result, plenty of time and plenty of nervous energy! Nothing like crocheting in cotton to keep the brain occupied and the fingers moving. I have one stitch that I can do, no idea what it is, but it's therapeautic. A perfect car craft, and with a bamboo hook, a perfect (discreet) plane craft too.




Churned out a few washcloths, little bags and baskets for kids' games, and an amusing (to me anyway) little interpretation of a favourite Baldesin statue at the National Gallery here...




Still, it keeps me busy and repairs the tired areas of the brain.

x

Been a long time, been a long time, been a long...

Been taking a break for mental health purposes. This included a few nights in the Home Town and some beach time. Renewed, restored, relaxed, I am back with lots of photos and crafts, and stories, and show n tell.

Firstly, what happens when it's too hot at home? Here in Canberra, we have several public pools nearby, but even closer, the Murumbidgee River.


Cold, freezing water is just what's needed on a stinking hot day. There is nothing like being chilled to the bone, chattering teeth, in the shade of ancient trees, in the peace and solitude of the bush. Highly recommended.


What do you do to tame the heat?

J

Broken Moon!

Yesterday morning, Miss 2 was looking out the window and saw the waning moon. She said: "I see moon! It's broken!"

Mr BB and I tried so hard to contain laughter. I reckon this comment is fair enough really!

Next comment was: "It's ok... Daddy fix it later."

Go on Mr BB, up on your ladder!

Craft post soon - crochet a-plenty as always when on mental health break.

j

Blog break

Health, blah, blah.

See you soon though - blogaversary coming up! You know that means a-giveaway a-coming!

j

Wanted

Wanted - employment for charismatic and intelligent Mum who is limited in what hours she can work and has to earn enough to pay for childcare! Such jobs do not appear to exist!

Please pay me to read, I'd be a good editor! Pay me to sew - I can do most things! Pay me to use my brain! I can organise, I can arrange, I am honest and genuinely want to work. I can do anything - years at Uni not wasted!

Aagh!!

Declarations of LOVE

A Dear Old School Friend is visiting from down south, to view the Degas Exhibition at the National Gallery here in Canberra. The exhibition is stunning, and well worth a visit this Summer to Your Nation's Capital.


Mr BB had assembled a magnificent pasta, vanilla bean ice cream, and chilled Alicante, and we were all gathered for dinner around the table.

Image from here.

Miss 2 held our attention with tales of the day, which were summed up for our friend as:

My brother is a good sister. (Go figure) -

My Daddy can cook (chunk of chicken in mouth),

and

Mummy does puzzles! (sure, why not!)

J