....is learning to take photos
The secret of life? Enjoy the passage of time.
I couldn’t resist this photo recently…
It was only three years ago that they looked like this…
“Max is the brother I will never have” Trick
Martine’s Fine Bake Shoppe
This is my most favorite place in the world. This is where my dearest friend Joyce and I spend most mornings solving the world’s problems…and hopefully a few of our own.
Perhaps it is the rows and rows of delicious cookies?
Or the cakes that prove I should give up baking!
Maybe it is the cupcakes that really look like real flowers?
Or is it the pastries that remind me of Lindfield Cake Shop?
Possibly the cheesecakes?
But it could be the strawberry poppets….
But today I think I will just be a tart and have it all!
The goddess has now discovered it and Mrs Pom’s taste buds are watering at the thought of her first encounter.
If you are a local – GO. If you are not, oh well…more for us!
Skype and why I love it so….
First you need to make sure that she has a cushion
…or at the very least a stool to sit on…
…and then a special moment in time
My soon to be 90 year old Nanny, my cousin Ez all the way in Australia, having lunch with us….well they were eating lunch and we were drinking late night coffee to stay awake!
What was so amazing, is how this wonderful lady just took it all in her stride. In her 90 years she has seen so much and yet she spoke as if I was sitting at the table in the same room…
and with skype I was!
Summer – Part A
It has been a full month of activity and the month is not yet over. The month started with about 20 Engineers arriving on our doorstep. I wonderful impetus to get my garden finally finished.
On his arrival Uncle Glen was immediately shown his To Do List. Over the past seven days he has achieved most of this list in between “doing” the museums, art galleries and playing hide and seek with Maxie Man.
Hot on his heels was the arrival of Red, J Man, Z Man and the Goddess. How do you manage to come for three days yet pack for 30?
The premise of this visit was the JONAS BROTHERS concert at Nassau Coliseum.
The following day the skies opened up and it poured and poured and everyone went stir crazy
So we went bowling…and Max thought that every go was his go and every lane was his lane. A relaxing, enjoyable afternoon…would have been choosing to stay home.
Wednesday the skies cleared and there was great rejoicing because the team (Z Man, Uncle Glen, the engineer and Flossy) were off to the baseball at the new Yankee stadium.
Whilst they were at the stadium, we went to Christmas Tree Shoppe – how thankful we are that someone invented this store. We came away with a trunk load of glorious goodies yet somehow did not get one thing on the Art Is… list that we had planned to get?
This dilemma was easily solved. The Baseball team came home, dinner was prepared for everyone and then the Goddess and I disappeared. This time to Home Goods – another little slice of heaven which enables you to have a home like Martha without spending the big bucks
Thank you Uncle Glen for my new garden, purple door, safety fence, repaired dryer, repaired oven and for the eternal call we now have every morning “Uncle Glen…where are you?”!
We just loved helping Uncle Glen.
Today you are 21
Still the same sweet, kind, gentle soul. Nothing has changed except the technology!
No birthday presents please she says…instead, please consider a donation to The School of St Jude set up and run by another phenomenal Australian girl – Gemma Rice*
Happy Birthday
Niece 1
* In 2002 a young lady, Gemma Rice (now Gemma Sisia), from a sheep farm in Australia, opened a small school in Northern Tanzania with the help of her family, friends and local Rotary Club. What started with only a handful of children and one teacher is now in 2009 a thriving school of almost 1200 children, 130 teachers and 200 staff. In January 2008 another free primary school with an initial enrollment of over 550 children opened. These schools really have the potential to influence the quality of Tanzania's future leaders.
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