Friday, November 21

Home owners again

Yes, the deed is done, the bottle of champagne (Gosset Celebris blanc de blancs - 4 vintages in one bottle - delicious!) is just about drunk and suddenly the realisation that we can reallly hammer things into walls without asking has taken a hold.
Egad!
But on a small rant point of view - settlement nearly DIDN'T take place as one of the groups of the bank people people nearly couldn't come as they had a steak lunch to go to.

Nice.

A bleeping STEAK LUNCH instead of doing something such as turning up a settlement (of which you had several weeks notice)????

To that nasty bank person who preferred partly cooked bovine to satisfying our dreams of being seriously in debt .....

GRRRRRRRR

Thursday, November 20

A Perfect Storm


Captain G
Originally uploaded by b boy.
This is a tale of what happens when mummy and daddy have a free weekend off, and decide to go out on a big boat. With several of their friends. And a lot of cheese. But only one bottle of champagne....
(Don't worry, it gets a bit more exciting than not having enough champagne to drink!)

It was a beautiful sunny morning when we (4 families in 2 boats) set out for a day on the Broadwater. I was kitted out in the appropriate boating gear for an adventurous toddler who can't yet swim.... and even got to charter the boat for a bit. We stopped off South Stradbroke Island for a paddle and a jump in the waves, then hopped back into the big boat. Emma and Sarah tried to swim all the way back to the big boat with their mummy, but needed rescuing (or at least a pick me up) by their daddy as there was a bit of wash from some other big boats which made things a little tricky.

So there we all were. Sitting around the Riviera. Eating much cheese and bread with meat products and the occasional side serving of salad (BLECH! SALAD!!!!) when....
The mummies brought out CAKE!
Hurrah!
But then they brought out some fruit too....
BOO!
And told all the kids - no fruit, no cake!
How does a Grayson respond when told he needs to eat fruit before cake???
WAAAAAAAAH!
Just kidding - I pretended to have some fruit and instead quickly grabbed one of the cakes before anyone could stop me!
MWAH!

Suddenly, several of the mummy and daddy's mobile phones started to ring. I could only hear snippets of the conversation.
50 knot winds
Get back into the marina - NOW
There is black on the bom radar - we haven't seen that much black in years....

The seven kids were kept on the big boat and we were ushered downstairs with a Peppa Pig DVD and lifejackets in place. Two of the daddy's took the smaller boat and the rest stayed on the big boat, which went full throttle back to Sanctuary Cove.

I was getting a bit bored with Peppa (well, I do get to watch it at home) so I came upstairs to be with mummy and daddy. I got LOTS of snuggly mummy cuddles and saw lots of big dark clouds and bright flashes of light. Fortunately by the time the rain really started pelting down we were well up the river heading back to the cove. Everything was REALLY wet, but this just made it more interesting....

So to summarise the day - mummy and daddy went out on a big boat with a group of friends. Unfortunately they happened to pick a day when one of the biggest storms to hit South East QLD in years occurred. Fortunately we all arrived safely home. And still had a home to go to - unlike some of mummy's patients :(

Saturday, November 8

Fireman G


Fireman G
Originally uploaded by b boy.
Well the mother unit keeps telling me I need to be careful around fires and all that sort of stuff. Now I have my own FIRETRUCK I can hopefully be USEFUL in the event of something nasty like that happening.
The firetruck was a late birthday present from Mama Diana but presents are always very much appreciated in the Grayson household. Presents or cake (or champagne - mummy and daddy edit) I am trying to set a new trend by wearing matching PJs!

Other news to tell? Well, it looks like mummy and daddy will have to rein in their champagne buying habits a little bit as we have bought the unit we have been renting for the last year and a half. Well, the contract is just about unconditional.
So what exactly does this mean for me?
Well, I finally get my name up on my room's door again, and my dotti stickers are up on the mirrored doors AND the parents are talking about converting the spare bedroom into my playroom so they can reclaim their lounge room again.
Yeah mum and dad - I love your optimism with that.
After all, Christmas is just around the corner - MWAH!