There have not been many kai posts on the domestic scene lately. Primarily because I have returned to work and therefore lack the hours in the day to prepare pies and pre-mades during the day, and secondly because I tend to make, and remake, things I have already posted. But today I am home with the sickliwinks and thought I would put our new knives through their paces. Given as a belated wedding gift, these sharpies have been coveted by Justin for quite some time. A set of 6 super sharp Global’s.
I should add here that I am not really one for knife-wifery. I don’t even really know which knife to use for what task. But the big boy slid with ease through the whole chicken I butchered to make the Ray McVinnie chicken pot pies (modified to use 2 breasts and 2 thighs) and the little stumpy one had a particularly satisfying feel while chopping though brown button mushrooms and frozen free-range bacon to make a slapstick bacon and egg pie.
The kids woke spotty on Monday. So I kept them home from kohanga incase they had chicken pox. And I relocated them out to Nana and Grandad’s house for a bit more space and helping hands. But while the spots have increased in number, the number is pretty low so it is not likely to be chicken pox. Annoyed that I might have mistaken insect bites for chicken pox I finally got an appointment today with our family doctor, who said it was still likely to be some kind of virus and not bites. So I’ll continue to play the wait-and-see game and see what happens to my grizzly darlings. Meanwhile they had a great time visiting ducks and parks, taking long buggy walks and trike rides, and eating ice blocks, ice cream and yoghurt.
Waitangi Day Wellington. The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful day full of promise. We plan to go swimming, and maybe watch some kapahaka down at Waitangi Park. Then we walk out onto the street to find our front wall blazoned with a single red word of 1 metre high letters: SLAG. It was shocking, to put it mildly. The wall was erected just over a year ago, and has been smugly free of any of the random tags that decorate the neighbourhood from time to time. Until now. So our gorgeous Wellington Waitangi Day has since involved about a hundred dollars worth of graffiti remover spray, a scrubbing brush, a waterblaster, and finally a few buckets worth of new plaster cement. All the while managing the 3 kids in this unheard of heat. The clean up took all day and into the night. Cars have slowed to rubberneck and some even stopped to talk to us. Our neighbours have been particularly awesome, offering condolences, theories of who the culprits are, offers of help and even offers of guard dogs and surveillance in case it happens again tonight. Kind Perry helped out with a scrubbing brush and the waterblaster. Justin and I are still trying to process the act in our heads. Last night was rugby sevens so there are plenty of drunken scamps about, but this particular word and the size of it is indeed puzzling. Not a good look on the domestic scene.
Neighbours comments included:
“That’s not a tag, that’s malicious!”
“Excuse me, what is slag?”
“I must look that up in the dictionary”
“Perhaps you should plant a creeper”
“That’s not even a tag, it’s more like a message“
Hopefully not a message for us though, I mean, who’s the slag?
Saturday morning dawn fishing on Waiheke with Fat Snapper resulted in 13 snapper (26 delicious fillets) and an exciting spell tempting Bronze Whaler sharks with the de-filleted leftovers. Thanks to skipper Mark (who deftly baited our hooks, pulled the fish onboard, dealt with my tangled reels, and filleted and bagged our fish at the end) and the rest of the Team Optimistic Crew: Team Leader Graeme, birthday gal Noelene and happy to get up early for fishing Justin. (Scroll to end for vid of the sharks…)
There have not been many kai posts on the domestic scene lately. Primarily because I have returned to work and therefore lack the hours in the day to prepare pies and pre-mades during the day, and secondly because I tend to make, and remake, things I have already posted. But today I am home with [...]
The kids woke spotty on Monday. So I kept them home from kohanga incase they had chicken pox. And I relocated them out to Nana and Grandad’s house for a bit more space and helping hands. But while the spots have increased in number, the number is pretty low so it is not likely to [...]
Sabina is singing one of her waiata (songs) from Kohanga Reo, interspersed with a bit of haka. See here for the intro and background of these Domestic Reo clips. See here for more Domestic Reo clips TAGS: Bi-lingual, Maori, English, Te Reo Maori, Domestic Reo, language development, waiata, CATEGORY: Domestic Reo
