• travel,  Uncategorized

    Camping 2015: A-maze-balls.

      While we were away camping earlier this month, Mr Unprepared’s dream finally came true. He’d waited 3 years and finally, it happened. We visited a maze. Yep. He’d been going on and on and on about it for years, but it had never worked out. Something always stopped us from going. The weather, time limitations, you name it haha. He was probably starting to lose hope, poor guy! This time around, we were lucky enough to squeeze it in on our last day. My dad decided to come along, while my mum opted to sit in a comfy seat in the maze’s cafe and read the paper – not…

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    Celebration: The little things.

    This post has been inspired by Fat Mum Slim’s September Photo a Day challenge.  So I woke up this morning after a terrible sleep (someone who shall remain nameless may have snored a lot bit and the weather wasn’t so quiet either). Then there was a power failure at home. Then I dropped Mr Unprepared off at the train station so he could go and watch the AFL grand final with friends (which then caused the Little Mister’s heart to break). Then I saw a dead seagull on the road, which is weird, because when do you ever see a dead seagull in the road? I’ve never seen one hit…

  • travel,  Uncategorized

    Orange…and black.

    This post was inspired by Fat Mum Slim’s Photo a Day challenge x These are the hats Mr Unprepared bought while we were overseas. The top one is from Japan and the bottom one is from Korea. Both countries are absolutely mad for baseball. Both have teams called the Giants. Both teams wear the colours orange and black, which is quite a striking combination. Haha striking. Baseball. Get it? Unintentional puns are my specialty. We’d watched a travel doco about South Korea before our trip and it had featured a bit about the baseball culture there. We’d learnt that the team for my birth city was the Busan Giants and…

  • just some thoughts,  What We've Been Up To

    Father: A tribute to some super dads.

    This post has been inspired by Fat Mum Slim’s September Photo a Day challenge. Today’s prompt is ‘Father’ x Today is Father’s Day and as I sit here, my belly and my heart are full after we hosted lunch for my parents and grandparents. The photo above is the badge/button that the Little Mister gave Mr Unprepared for Father’s Day (which he has worn with pride on his shirt all day). It came with a Super Dad themed card, which he’d decorated with crayons and requested that it be addressed to Super Daddy, love Super *Little Mister*. The Little Mister loves Superman. He doesn’t know much about him, except that…

  • Kez Recommends,  What We've Been Up To

    I need…this cake to work out.

     This post has been inspired by Fat Mum Slim’s September Photo a Day challenge x You are getting a look inside my mixing bowl, everybody. I took this shot just before I was going to mix it. I was holding my breath and hoping like crazy that it might still work out OK, even though the Little Mister had poured some water into it, before I could measure the right amount. I only looked away for a second, I SWEAR! But back to the beginning… I was attempting to make a beautiful cake called Anne, a  famous creation by Baby Mac (Aussie blogging royalty)! I had been seeing this gorgeous cake…

  • just some thoughts

    Stripes: My kitchen.

    This post has been inspired by Fat Mum Slim’s Photo a Day challenge x About the photo: The only time I have to blog today is this morning, so I was confined to finding a photo in my house of ‘stripes’. I tried taking an artistic photo of my stripy Jamie Oliver tea towel hanging on the oven rack, but that was a fail. I thought about taking a photo of my daggy, striped skirt that I wear around the house. I could not get a good angle on the Little Mister’s IKEA circus tent. The list goes on. Stripes is harder than it sounds! So, here’s a corner of…

  • Little Mister,  travel,  Uncategorized

    Travelling Korea with my celebrity child.

    We couldn’t go anywhere without people chasing us down, trying to get a look at him. Cameras flashing, people gushing, gifts being bestowed at every turn. Cries of “OH SO CUTE!” in English everywhere we turned. School girls giggling and pointing. Look, I know the Little Mister has been the star of my blog, but no – he isn’t actually famous. Which is just how I like it. In Korea, it was the whole celebrity experience. I had heard rumblings before we went that the Koreans love children. I had also learnt that they also got extra special attention if they are Eurasian or Caucasian. So we had some kind…

  • just some thoughts,  Uncategorized

    Sometimes you just have to laugh.

    image    Being an intercultural/international adoptee has its challenges sometimes. People are never quite sure where you fit into the scheme of things. Are you Asian? Are you Australian? Are you somewhere in between? But how can that be? Why does she not look like her parents? Is she related by blood to her brother? WHAT IS THAT CHICK’S DEAL? I think it can be human nature to want to categorise people into a nice neat picture in our minds, so that everything can make sense and we can go on with our day. Funny humans. And I’m just talking about the first five minutes in which we meet someone!!…

  • getting silly,  health,  Uncategorized,  What We've Been Up To

    Seeing things differently.

    image I did something really wild and crazy yesterday. I think it’s because I’m 30 in a few days. Who knows. Anyhow… It all started a few nights ago. Mr Unprepared and I decided to climb into bed and watch The Tourist. The movie with Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp (a film with something for everyone *wink wink*). Now, I don’t know if you’ve seen the movie, but the opening scenes involve English subtitles because parts of them are spoken in French. We don’t have a very big TV. In fact, it’s an old little Panasonic fat backed thing with a set top box to make it watchable, because we’re…

  • health,  Uncategorized

    Quarantined.

    image This is Kez. Reporting to you from the danger zone. What is the danger zone? The danger zone is that place you exist in where you’ve just recovered from a nasty bout of gastro (probably triggered from some dodgy food which you have sworn off forever and ever and ever and ever), your husband has just come down with the same thing and your toddler is the last (little) man standing. Yes. That’s right. The DANGER ZONE. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=siwpn14IE7E&w=420&h=315] This is the first time an outbreak has spread throughout our household since the Little Mister was born (or even really since I can remember living with Mr Unprepared). I feel…*pathetic…