A surprise day with the ‘Rents. HURRAH.

So, my lovely parents had been in North America & Canada for a few weeks but I was not going to be able to see them.

We tried to make it happen, a few times and a few ways, but it wasn’t working out.

I was pretty bummed, and so were they.

And then I got this text late saturday.

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By some amazingness, there were HUGE storms in Canada that cancelled all their flights and delayed travel.

Which made them have to re route their flights home.

Which made them end up in LA.

Which made them just TWO HOURS from my house, for a day.

 

*Cue excited face and happy times*

We raced up to LAX early sunday morning and got them and headed out to Santa Monica for lunch and a walk along the beach before dropping them back off for the flight home.

And it was JUST the best.

It was so so super special.

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I know you all living up in Canada might not have loved the storms, but I sure did.

Yay for surprise visits, mumma hugs and strolls with ya dad. They made this little heart happy.

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Love,

New Little *Thanks-For-The-Storms-God* Wife

Jolly June; Recaps.

Our June was simply insane.

I was (& am still) in recovery from all the “fun” I had in April & May with my insides, which meant I was tired and hungry most of the month.. with a few days of my body reminding me that I was meant to be “resting”.. Something I am horrid at.

So we kicked off June in in some what of a tired haze… And then quickly launched  to full steam.

I had some super fun beach days with this stunner..

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This Hunk had a birthday..

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And this kid graduated High School all the the one week..

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This beauty was baptized.. We made us ALL give praise hands. Welcome Sista Chlo.

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And this one had her Bridal night..

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Which lead to her getting hitched to this guy a week later…

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It was a super fun, love filled day and she looked simply STUNNING!

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I mean. Drop. Dead. Gorgeous.

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After all these festivities, we wanted more of a chill week before we packed up and headed to Hawaii for the last week of June. 

Hawaii was awesome and relaxing and so so fun. So nice to spend some time with some of the people we love most!

Here are a few fun pictures of our time there:)

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So July is off to a big start too!! But we are hopefully winding down and August is looking a little less crazy, which is sounding oh so nice.

Of course, while all this was going on, I also decided we needed to paint our house. Ha.

So look out for house reno posts in the near future;)

Love,

New Little *Jolly-June-Recaps* Wife

How was your june? Busy? Happy? Hope it was swell!!

 

 

Thank You.

So I’m state side again.

Im happy, sad, nervous, ready to get back into it.. but mainly.

Excited.

I’m so excited about all the possibilities this treatment opens up.

Healthy body.

Able to be Active.

Eat REAL food! Haha!! But Really..

I also want to take some time to say thank you.

Thank you to all of you who have prayed, sent messages, cards, packages. It all means so much to me. You guys have all overwhelmed me with so much love and support, its amazing and i’m just SO thankful for it.

Seth and I are so blessed to have such an amazing network of friends & family around the world. We have really loved and appreciated it all.

There are so many people I would love to thanks right now.. my friends for always choosing resturants I can eat at, my brother for all the advice on treatment, my lovely in laws for letting me nap on their couches, not batting an eyelid at all the times I threw up in their bathroom and always being ready to help out in any way, my sisters and close friends ect…

However, I would not be here in recovery today if not for three main people.

To my Dad;

For always believing in my symptoms, no matter how insane they sounded. For knowing what it feels like to be completey exhausted. For showing me what a resilient person looks like and how to keep going when you feel like you can’t. For being so interested and invovled in my health. I have never known a father who asks about their child’s bowel movemnts as much as you do. I love you.

To my Husband;

For never complaining about how many oils, herbs & vitamins I dragged into the house. For eating vegan food like a champ. For always being supportive and kind. Thanks for all the long nights you stayed with me, all the heat bags you heated up, the times you held my hair back, the sleepless nights and constant sickness and cleaning up the house when I simply couldn’t.

I know it hasnt been easy for you having a sick girlfriend/wife and I know you have missed out on a lot because of it, so thank you. You really are the best. Thanks for understanding. I love you.

And To my Mumma;

For being my biggest advocate, not only in my health, but in all my life. For never stopping until you found someone who could make me better. For the 6am starts, the many tests, dr after dr and waiting room after waiting room. For all the times you have slept in those hospital chairs. For curling up next to me and rubbing my back. For helping me when “it was over flowing”.  I know it hasnt been easy, cheap or the funnest time of your life, but thanks for sticking by me.. Even when I got married and moved half way round the world, you have always been there.

 You are the perfect example of a loving, steadfast, faithful mother. It takes an amazing woman to be able to come out of the last ten years still in one piece. You amaze me Mum.  I love you.

So heres to the future.

To healthy bodies.

To new adevnture.

To amazing friends, and the most supportive family.

To a Good God who looks after me all to well.

 

Love,

New Little *Improved* Wife

The hotel….

My Dad reminded me the other day That I promised I would tell you all about THE hotel at phoenix, the one we stayed at when we went traveling in  Jan 2015.

And so I shall.

Lets begin.

We had been driving all day, and everywhere I googled was full.. Sounding familiar;)                            We passed a place which was, at best, a run down shack. And by the looks of it better known for other, more illegal, things rather than a hotel.

Having driven around, we found a road with a few hotels, and passing down pulled into a driveway of one. We should have driven away as soon as we pulled up, but we didn’t, and I went into the lobby. It was only for one night and we were all tired, so we booked it.

Well. Upon opening the door to the rooms we were almost flattened by the smell we faced. It was awful. It mixture of mouldy musty sweaty stale air knocked us over. The bathroom was cleaned possibly earlier that year, and maybe the carpet too.

There was a chair in the corner that came off the ark, and one window in the wall which gave us enough light to squint and see the horrid wallpaper.

We all agreed it was not the best in the world. But had booked and paid. And our stomach told us that we better find something to eat. As we walked out of the hallway we ran into some people who quickly finished their business” transaction, and fled. In opposite directions.

We sought shelter in the loving arms of  an “islands” restaurant up few streets away, and there thought about all the ways we could possibly avoid going back to the hotel.

Perhaps we could sleep on the benches there? Or lock ourselves in the restrooms for the night?

But alas, with large bellies, and rather larger fears of what lay ahead of us, we retreated back to the hotel. And began our night.

We said goodbye.. I mean.. good night.. In the hallway. I gave my parents an extra big hug, thanked them for raising me, and with a tear, went inside.

We got ready for bed. I was positive there was bed lice. Seth told me it was fine. So I shuffled in.

We lay there. Me pondering how we were ever going to get home when its certain that the car would be stolen by the morning. Seth making jokes about the lingering smell.

Then began the noise. From next door.

Now, look. I understand couples have arguments, but my word, this was something else. So for the next 2 hours we listened to  whole conversation of who had said what and when and how and who cheated on who.. We both went in and out of sleep.. Waking when the woman reached the decibel of 1893.

Well apparently forgiveness much have ensued shortly after, because another loud noise came from behind our heads, complete with thuds and all.

Seth mumbled something about giving it a break, and we tried to get back to sleep… It was 3am. We had survived this far. 

The sleep was short-lived, when at 4am I heard two men, ridiculous drunk, tried to open out hotel door with their key.

I sat bolt up right it bed. Heart racing. They sounded like they were charging the door. I elbowed Seth, who woke up with a start. 

SOME ONE IS TRYING TO GET IT?! I silently yelled.

“What the HECK it that noise?!” He says.

It stops.

We wait. In the dark.

DUDE, Drunk one says. IS THIS EVEN OUR ROOM?!

I can assure you, sir, that it is not, said the voice in my head.

MAYBE NOT. Drunk man two replies.

They stop the terror attack on our door, and proceed to laugh all the way down the hallway, banging on every possible surface.

We turn and stare at each other.

4;30 am and still clinging to life. We lay back down.

By this stage, with little sleep had, and several heart attacks under my belt, I am tired and grumpy. I slowly drift off to sleep.

7am comes around and the ridiculous piece of TP they have hanging near the window, which I assume is meant to be a curtain, not only blocks NO light but in some magical way somehow creates more.

We awake. Me, to tiredness but overall relief, Seth to the sound of some kind of commotion under our window.

I turn to him. We are leaving. Pack up. I’m done.

He laughs. But agrees. 

Now, they had said something about providing a breakfast. So Seth comments that while I scramble around packing, he is going to eat. He goes down the hallway to the breakfast “room”.

I while later I hear a knock at the door.

Sweet mercy He’s been shot. My head voice says.

I open, and see my parents.

Sweet tears of joy fill my eyes.

We hug. The reunion is sweet.

We make comments about out nights and on earth was going on in the hall way. Dad says that they heard some kind of siren this morning.

Seth returns. Laughing. Informing us that the breakfast “room” is a corner in the lobby. And that it offers us the stunning choice of stale corn flakes, pre frozen muffins, canned orange juice and some kind of liquid he assumes is coffee.

Thinking that starvation is the better choice, we refrain from partaking. 

We pack and walk out to the car park to find two things;

One, much to our surprise, our car has remained in tack. I say a prayer of thanks.

Two; there is two police cars, three police man and some people hand cuffed on the ground.

We turn back to our car.

You have never in your life seen such speedy packing of a car and such an amazing car maneuvering as you did in that moment.

We left. Lives in tact. Laughter filling the car. 

If you want some thrill in your life, I can recommended a place;)

 

Love,

New Little *THAT-Hotel* Wife

 

WA South Coast Adventures: Bunbury & Busselton

So after we headed out of Perth, our first stop was the little town of Bunbury.
The place we stayed was right on the beach. So stunning. We went for a morning walk, which was sunny & beautiful , and met up with Mat & Ari and their delicious little man Angus!

 

They have the coolest little markets there too, which we loved!! Should open some in the US! After coffee, shopping and an awesome dinner at Matt’s parents house, we headed off to Busselton the next morning..

We loved Busselton & had so many fun adventures there and in the surrounding areas. We headed to this cute little light house & took a little tour. The view from the top was amazing! It was super windy up there tho!

I am a massive lighthouse nerd. I just LOVE them! I could have stayed there for ages.. But we soon were off again.. We had nice walk around Dunsbrough & a walk along the beach before heading to the our little B&B for the night.
The next day we walked down the jetty, which is so awesome, and explored the town more. The jetty was super pretty.. although it was cloudy and a bit grey, it looked stunning!! And Man that thing is long! Haha.

We did go into a place called “The Old Butter Factory”. Which was.. Interesting..
We had been suggested to go there as its kinda a tourist place. We walked from our hotel, which was the first mistake, cause it was hot as hell and took forever.
Half dead of thirst and completely burnt we arrived to an old.. shed type thing which has a small little hand made sign which said “Old Butter Factory”.
Seth was more than a little certain it would be a waste of time, but I said we could have a peek in and just see if we wanted to do a tour, decided if we wanted to view any of it or whatever..
Mistake #2, as soon as you enter, The tour begins. And you have to pay on the spot. Guess we were doing after all!

We walked around a few rooms for a while, which reminded me greatly of my Grandfathers basement -Chock FULL of all nick nacks and random things- Before heading outside. The view outside was just stunning.

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I know, It looks fake but its entirely real. The colors are just so bold!

We walked around a few little places outside, which were actually really neat!! The old school house was super cute and interesting.. And the little group homes they used to live in were actually really cool to walk around. Man, imagine living in those times. All the stuff in there was from the 1890’s on.
Kinda fun to walk around and see how it all used to be, and what went on back then.. although there are for sure some things that I loved about it, there are others I am glad we have changed.. Like communal toliets.. With newspaper for tp:P

That night we went out for dinner for our TWO YEAR wedding anniversary to this little place on the water called The Goose. If your in Busselton, go. Its simply stunning. We sat and watched the sun go down over the ocean while drinking wine and feasting on food. It was bliss.

*Side note; TWO YEARS. Can anyone even believe its been that long!!!! It has FLOWN by. Man. Its been just the best though. And I wouldn’t want to be on this fun crazy journey with anyone else!*

We were three days into the trip and LOVING it!!  Next up: we head further  down south to Margaret River and the wineries!

Love,

New Little *South-Coast-Adventuering* Wife

The First Week & Perth Adventures

I know. I know. I haven’t updated you all in a while. So get ready for a flood of photos..

Ive been cramming as much as I can in while I’m here.. and having an amazing time looking at these little faces..

 

The first week here in Sydney flew by, with way to many appointments and tests and general things.. I did manage to catch Miss Z at her swimming lesson & sneak a dinner with these ladies, which was fun *as always* and filled with laughs..

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And before I knew it I was Perth bound for this beauties wedding.

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The week was fun and crazy and full of pre wedding stuff, an awesome few days at our hens getaway and  had such a great time with these ladies, who made the bridal party super fun..

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The day was magical. Chels looked simply stunning. Dave was looking pretty alright too;)
The room was just beautiful, with fairy lights up everywhere and fun little table decorations. The bridal party was the funnest and there was just so much love. I felt SO blessed to be a part of the day, and stand next to this stunner as she said “I Do”… Dosent she just have the best smile:)

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The next day, after church, we went to the stunning Kings Park for the sunset and a view of the city.

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And then out for dinner with my parents, which was hilarious. Ill tell you about that sometime.. Lets just say there was ALOT of walking, and a rather sad thai beef salad. It was SO nice to spend some time with my parents there..
And catch up with so many other people.. Its always way to long between trips. Guess thats what happens when you move to the other side of the world. Haha. We did manage to find these neat swings in the city though..

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After that we packed up all our stuff and got ready for our adventure down south for the week… On Monday, after Mum & Dad went off to the airport, we packed up the car and headed off on our trip…

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Next post I’ll tell you all about the trip, the things we did, and what’s been going on since we got back to Sydney.. I will leave you with a few more photos tho;)

 

Hope you are all going well. Merry Christmas to all!!

Love,

New Little *Perth-Times* Wife

 

Stand Up Paddle Boards..

So. My family is into stand up paddle boards. Which is great.

Truly.

Its good exercise, its easy, its calming.

This is what they told me and I, naively, believed them.

Until Saturday.

We all boarded up and headed down to a local river near our house.

Side note: Its SO stunning. And SO peaceful. I have missed the calmness and beauty of the Aussie bush!

Before we left I asked if I should wear swimmers.

Don’t worry, they said.
Its easy, they said.
I have never seen anyone fall in, they said.
You’ll be fine, they said.

On the way I get a prep talk about how to board and find balance. And soon after we were there and getting in the water.

And for the first half hour I was fine. It was awesome.
Calm. Pretty. Easy. Everything they said.
I was steadily paddling down stream and enjoying the ride.

And then I bragged.

Half a second later, the wind picked up. And the little lake became a little wind tunnel. We had to turn around and head back, up stream, to our beach spot.

Let me just say this right now, heading up stream is HARD. Its ESPECIALLY hard when you are a beginner, you are freezing, its windy as all get out and you are the size of a small child.

Well, I tried to turn the board, and became stuck in the currant. I wielded my paddle around, trying to straighten up and get moving.

Within five seconds I was flying through the air with my paddle, screaming, landing in the “crisp”water… which my brother had just, moments before, told me he “had seen a few bull sharks in this year”.

JOY.

I swam, soaked, and clambered onto my board, which was flying down stream. I slip and slid and flew off again. Jake comes to help and I get up and on. And try to get going.

So here I am, half drowned, shaking, wind blown and crazily paddling upstream.

I wish I could say that it ends there….

I went well for a few minutes, and made ground, before being swept off again. And ending ever so elegantly sprawled in the water… Again flying down stream. Again soaked and trying to recover.

Needless to say, it was a LONG trek back. And I ended on my knees paddling like mad trying to get there.

When we FINALLY all came ashore, me drenched and freezing, I had one thing to say to them.

“No one EVER falls in!”

Love,

New Little *Paddle-Boarding* Wife