Saw this as I walked back to the car this morning, ironically enough after being interviewed for television.
I’ve always wondered what it would have been like to have grown up with a brother.
Big change today. After 20 or so years of wandering out the door to pick up The Age off the driveway and fighting the plastic wrap I no longer have to freeze my feet off in winter.
I’ve gone digital Monday to Friday with the paper version thrown in as a bonus by the Age on the weekends.
I never thought I’d see the day I’d willingly give up my paper edition but times change, even for the most stubborn of us. The way I get my news has changed. I realised I was only scanning the paper in the morning, there’s always something to do when wrangling three kids to school, and I actually picked up most things I wanted to read online during the day.
I also updated some technology recently, moving to a 10.1” tablet (why, it;’s a Galaxy Tab 3, and it’s fantastic, thank you for asking) instead of a laptop for business meetings and this is a great form factor for reading The Age app in the morning. It seems most of the content is the same across the delivery mechanisms so I don’t miss out there and on a recent trip to Sydney I could still read my paper over breakfast.
And then there’s the cost. I think it was $40 a month for paper delivery and online access. Online/tablet access and the weekend paper is only $25 a month. It’s only $15 but given I skim the paper version it’s worth the savings.
I’ll miss the Green Guide ads and the inserts such as the melbourne magazine but this is the way of now so I may as well get on board.
Rae and I have slimmed down quite a bit over the past year and it seems to be catching.
I bought a new wallet a while go, back when I was hiding in baggy jeans. Baggy jeans have big pockets but this wallet annoyed me once I had filled it – it was huge. Way too bulky and when I moved to slimmer fitting jeans it really began to annoy me. Then a few weeks ago I noticed it had already started to fall apart so when I saw an ad for ‘slim wallets’ I clicked straight away.
And boy am I glad I did.
I found the Bellroy site and was instantly struck by how cool their wallets were. I ummed and ahhhhhd and eventually settled on their Hide and Seek. Sure, it’s pricey but given I’d probably spend the same on a couple of wallets in the time this new one should last it’s not so bad.
I’ve followed their tips on how to slim your wallet and added Key Ring to my phone for my loyalty cards. The difference is amazing. Pardon the pencil on the 2nd shot. The wallet is brand new and not yet worked in enough to stay shut by itself.
What it says on the label…
Big day for Bert yesterday, the training wheels came off. There’s no stopping him now.
Last year we decided we were sick of looking at a bare fence when we sat at out table so we decided to plant a few trees to see what we could achieve. Now we are the house were plants come to die so there wasn’t much hope but it turns out we chose wisely.
Today our pittosporums received their first haircut. This is supposed to encourage them to thicken up and start growing out rather than up so now we sit back for another year and see how we went.
Someone left a nerf bullet in our letterbox. The kids in this neighbourhood are tough.
Getting fit has some great side effects. You can run up the ramps at the MCG without collapsing, the kids can’t exhaust you just by suggesting walking home from school, you just generally feel better but it also has a couple of odd effects.
One being this.
This morning after the gym I went to get coffees. I was waiting for the order when I noticed a mum from school She is the mother of one of Bert’s friends from Prep. I know her enough to nod and say hello, but not even well enough to know her name, so I nodded and said hello.
She said hi and then followed up with ‘”you’ve lost too much weight, you’re too skinny now. Not enough meat on your bones, don’t loose any more.”
I have no idea why a person who is to all intents and purposes a stranger would say that to me. Sure, if you know me it would be okay, but imagine if I walked up to someone I had seen a couple of times at the shops and said “gee, you’re fat, you really need to loose that weight, stop eating”. Quite rightly I would be told where to go and how quickly I should go there.
What do you think? Is it okay to tell someone they are too skinny but not okay to tell someone they are overweight? What level of acquaintance makes it okay? Me, I think a person’s weight is completely their own business and not a topic for conversation unless they raise it, especially with someone you don’t know.
Mr Henry has been having some issues with reading so I’ve been working with him. It dawned on me today that there were certain letters he has problems with so I sat down to find out which ones they were by showing him letters at random and found something interesting. There’s eight ‘problems’ and when you lay them out you can see it’s letters that look similar when mirrored or inverted.
i l p q g d
I wish I knew more about why this is. For now I’m going to tackle it one letter at a time, tonight we nailed ‘p’.