Baby baby, you are so loved

My Nephew who is due in November was celebrated a few weeks ago with a baby shower. I've always been a little skeptical of baby showers. I wondered what you did apart from look at the presents people buy. I had a lot of fun and it was so nice to see that my Nephew, Sister in law and Brother are so loved by so many people.

Turns out there are plenty of games to be played and lots of food to be eaten. Who knew? 

At this baby shower, there were no 'smell the nappy' games played. They were more along the lines of guessing the amount of lollies in the bottle jar and pin the sperm on the egg.

Little Nephew, we can't wait to meet you. You are one very lucky boy!

Have you been to a baby shower?

Did you play any games? 

Halloween

Whilst trick or treating is not huge in Australia, we did get some little people come on by with their sweet little voices singing out 'Trick or Treat'.

There is no way I can resist the little people in their carefully chosen costumes, especially when we got forewarning in the form of a little note in the letterbox days before that read 'BEWARE, Halloween is approaching and our little ones will be knocking'.

In the spirit of all things dress up, D (Steve's sister) and I decided we would adorn the best throw together costume we could. I already had a Teenage Ninja Turtles shirt from a couple of years back and D opted to dress as a 'bloke'. 

 

After the second and last group of kiddies came through, D and I were left wondering who else we could show our costumes too. It was then I received a text to say he was on his way home and would be at the bus stop in half an hour. So, down to the bus stop we went.

D played the part of a bloke well. Each female we passed, D would say things like 'Hey Babe, you're hot' or 'Gee, you're lookin' fine tonight aren't ya'. Somewhat of a 'bogan' bloke.

Steve took one look at us and burst out laughing. 

I guess at 23 years of age I don't need to trick or treat to have fun. Putting on a costume is sometimes enough.

The things we do with...hair

My hair has for the most part of my 23 years been long and brown with some version of a fringe.

Here is a visual of my 4 year old hair.

This style lasted until I was about 12. Long enough to reach my backside with a front fringe that could out-do all front fringes. 

When I was 12, I was allowed to cut my hair. Not too short though, it sat at about bra length. Through highschool, I dabbled in side 'swept' fringes. I got blonde foils (which were supposed to be a dark caramel) when I was in year 12. They looked terrible and I coloured over the top a couple of months later.

From age 17 until about 19 I had the same hair with varying shades of brown and varying lengths of fringe. I got foils in my hair again, but was promised they would blend in naturally and help with the build up of brown colour I had in my hair. I walked out 5 hours later with peroxide yellow blonde foils. I was devastated but had no time for them to fix it as I had to catch a one hour train home at 9:30pm. 2 weeks later, my hair was brown again.

Lesson learnt. I have never put foils or blonde anywhere near my hair again. Brown it is and brown it will be. 

One thing I have changed up though, is my fringe. I love a front fringe and most of the time, they actually suit me. The reason I don't still have one is the upkeep. As I have gotten older, my hair has gotten harder to manage and generally more frizzy. I can blow dry/straighten the fringe in the morning and by the afternoon it usually has curled in at a strange angle at the sides. 

I think it is time for a change. I am currently growing my fringe out, but I am not sure this is the look for me. 

So blog friends, I ask you.. 

Front fringe or no front fringe? 

Does anyone have tips on how to maintain a front fringe and get it to stay in place through the day? 

Is there a particular cut I should try that will sit nicer than another cut?

Goblins in the attic

I always wanted an attic growing up. I dreamt about a space that would be filled with old treasures that I could spend hours sorting through and discovering.

Sadly, in Australia we don’t really have attics; at least not the type that are portrayed in the books. Imagine my surprise when I moved in to my house and discovered a man hole. My own little attic to explore.

 Maybe it would have a goblin hiding in the eaves?

Maybe there would be boxes of photographs I could explore.

After 2 years, we finally decided to explore the attic. Except we didn’t really explore because we don’t have a ladder. We put the camera on a tripod, I stood on a bedside table and we poked the camera through the hole with a self timer photograph at the ready.

What did we find? Well.. No goblin and no treasure. Lots of dust and lots of insulation bats.

So we closed the hole up and went back to the task we were procrastinating from… study.

I was assured however, that there is a wall between my roof space and my neighbours roof space. I had questioned that before!

Do you have an attic? Or a basement?

Are there any cool things in there?