Wednesday.

Today I learned that Mane-Turei-Wenerei-Taite-Paraire etc. aren't used anymore in schools. They say Rāapa for Wednesday. Learned that from my 7 year old who asked me what Wenerei was when I asked Shaily what day it was today.

I love my job, but I am looking forward to the upcoming term holidays next week.

Currently, this is my luxury after an 8-hour shift. I purchased a few boxes through the school kitchen, tena koe BidFoods, that sit and wait for me at the end of a long day. I imagine it's the same kind of luxury for people who go home to a glass of wine or a bottle of beer every day. It's just very satisfying.

Two terms at the school and I've found a new appreciation for my culture and I love working with my own people. I have more gratitude to Maoridom now. Probably should learn to pronounce some Maori words better, but car-pie.

Last week

Sunday night.

Saturday.


Got his pins out and cast off on Friday. He’s a brave Padwan.

Thursday night. The 24 foot long Sundae at work that fed 40 boys.

Death of the cellphone

They’re probably one of the best and one of the worst things ever invented and I’m not even talking about kids on cellphones. 

I’ve been sitting here at work for all four hours and in those four hours I have had numerous people trying to contact me for reasons that I shouldn’t even have to worry about. I was having a great Monday until the phone started going off the rails with people needing something.

I’m working.

I don’t want a cellphone for communication anymore. I get roped into too many things that way and it takes too much out of my day when I have to do something for someone else from work.

From now on .. my phone is only for Toon Blast.

Two.

Sometimes there doesn't seem like there's any time to blog.

We hadn't seen him for a whole week (Facetime excluded). His Mum had to work late tonight, so he was ours for a few hours.

He's pretty naughty and he knows how to say, 'Ok' and 'Light'. He's also deathly afraid of Hubba's winter gloves.

And then there were kisses with his Aunty Hubs.

3 weeks left til Term 2 holidays.
God is good.

Lately.

I quit one job to take more hours at the other and for the first time in 15 weeks, I've been able to find the time to go grocery shopping for real food so I don't have to feed Hub's McDonalds or food that requires me to add hot water and butter to it.

It was a good move.
A necessary move.

Love my job.
For real.

Yesterday.

I tried to be a hairdresser on Thursday night. I followed a YouTube video I had seen before about cutting and layering. The job wasn't that bad, but when I got to the back I started hacking at it like I was felling a great tree. I took her to the hairdressers on Friday afternoon to fix it up.

She wanted to go shorter, but this length is sufficient. She's a bit of a Tom Boy.

This boy is just ten shades of beautiful. Him, his eyes, his curls and his smelly cast are delish.

Great holiday weekend.
Enjoying the break.