Weekend round up
Goodbye long weekend, hello four day week. We are all in for a treat this month with public holidays in abundance. For me public holidays mean more family time and an extra pair of hands to wrangle the toddler.
Later nap time = later nights= More night-life
Friday night saw us hit up Welcome To Thornbury. The first permanent food truck venue to land in Melbourne. It hosts between four to six food trucks daily and I’ve got to say it was a bit of fun to hang out in our old hood. With a rotating roster of trucks coming through it was the Mr Burger owners that started it up last year. Plenty of drinking/eating space available in this converted car yard.
Saturday my loving family departed to give me some writing time. Two hours of undisturbed writing bliss, I’ll take the time when it is given and made some great progress. For some reason I can’t seem to concentrate when the little one is around.
Love has kept me busy this weekend, not the making variety the watching. No I don’t like to watch love making. Oh wow! this is going to a bad place. The Show Love, Netflix got me again rather creator Judd Apatow. I watched the first few episodes and felt nonplussed but the complexity of the characters dragged me in and I have successfully downed season one. Not all in one weekend mind you.
I saw 430am Sunday morning, thanks Matisse, you will not break me. I gave the other adult in the house a sleep in. Go me, he regretted waking up when I said we were going to Moomba. The guy hates crowds, okay the world hates crowds but it was going to be the best day ever.
Moomba
Two thirds of the way in Matisse is yelling I love Moomba, is that Moomba? she was pointing to a church. Moomba, Moomba Moomba. The kid was excited over something she had never heard of or seen but she was feeding off me, I love a celebration.
It wasn’t until we were venturing down Flinders St and I was giving Dan shit for taking us the wrong way that the excitement reached fever pitch. He told me there would be a Teacup ride. Get out, Matisse was going on her first ride and I was going too. Life was becoming even more amazing than when we saw the graffiti art along Hosier Lane.
The city side of Moomba was more like an amazing travelling carnival. Everything was big and someone’s little mind was being blown. The rides were ‘too big’ and would therefore be ‘scary’. I was feeling the same way. Flip over to the other side of the river and it was kiddie paradise. There was my Teacup ride, we had an amazing time. The Birdman Rally, let’s just say the costumes were cool and raising money for charity is awesome.
I’m still regretting not going on one of the scary rides but I’m not sure the littlest of the family would cope with Mum hanging upside in the air and being flipped around. Maybe I’m using her as an easy out. Hey! I’ve had my days with scary rides.
Labour Day means the weekend is coming to an end
Why do weekends fly by and the rest of the week drags? You get to do cool stuff on the weekend, thats why and you have complete control over what cool stuff you get to do. Oh! and there are no emails.
Labour Day for us was the day we decided to get a grown up couch.
We have a couch history. It was our first relationship financial investment. We threw a couch party in celebration, as you do, we even supplied a blow up pool in the middle of winter. it was amazing, I was even having too much fun to notice the smoke burn one of my guests put in my new couch. Oh life!
Our current couch was inspired by New York City. It looks great but it’s not for sitting too much. My theory was we were going to be fabulous and live our child free life out and about that we wouldn’t need a couch to actually sit on. This was my minimalist phase. Then I got pregnant. Man that couch has been the most uncomfortable thing ever, my pregnant body hated it.
Now we have invested in the most comfortable couch ever and I can’t wait to actually sit on it, a lot.
I hope you have had an amazing weekend
MummaKate x
