Josh and my first Cooking Compition...

Opening Day

Set up...

Ready, but nervous...

Getting sorted

'Come on lets get the ball rolling!'

Still waiting and fluffin!

Josh with a Judge...

eeek the puplic look!

Mine...

Joshua's Cake, teachers at school loved it!

Joshua collecting his medal

HANDSOME!

My turn...

and again!

I am Marrying UP!

George has suddenly become fasinated with marriage...


"Mum you are sooo beautiful, I'm goin to give you a flower you are going to marry up!" 


Me: "Who will I marry up?"


"Dad and I will give you a lollie too!"

Playing tea parties with Moo Moo.

Milly~nisams

Putting madam to bed last night she said to her dad...

"Every night I see you, your gorgeous!"

Isn't she right?

This is how I hold it...

At the Competition on Saturday the judge told me I held my knife wrong.  She told me I needed to extend my index finger down the knife blade... Now I am not one to be told for 15 years I have been doing something wrong, as I know my grip is correct.  My way is; Pinching the blade with thumb and index finger hand on the handle. As demonstrated in the below picture.  I have always been told the index finger down the blade can twist the blade out and ultimately cut you. 

Proper Chef's Knife Grip

THANKS I am RIGHT!  

Sleepy G Man...

Sometimes you just have to stop!

Just like his dad!

Had to move the dinner plate as his head was in it!

Much love all xox

She's a tight fit down at the wharf

There is very little in Rarotonga that is more exciting than the ship coming in.  We know the grocery shelves will be full and there'll be a mad rush for the likes of flour, raw sugar, real coffee...

The wharf has been a hive of activity over the last year with it being rebuilt to fit bigger ships in, including cruise ships.  These photos show why it needs enlarging.

We were passing the wharf when we saw this ship leaving port so we stop and had to watch the process.  It literally had to turn on a dime, with a little help from 'the little tug bat that could' before it could sail out out face first.  A fascinating exercise.

doing a 360 in the port.  You can see both edges of the mouth
of the entrance.

Racing around behind the ship comes the
"Little Tug Boat That Could"

Here she comes...

The Little Tug Boat That Could gives the ship a nudge
to help her right hand turn.

And we're off!  Bon Voyage!

Cooking comp...

EEEeeehhh how on earth did I get talked into it?

Possible plate design...

Nervous as heck.  Static dessert tomorrow and Josh is doing the Secondary School Iced Chococake.  Then Saturday is the Soup comp... Live!  First time for me to do a live competition.  I have the ...

SHAKES!

Much love xox

School yard hardships...

I have found myself lately having to talk Josh through 'bullying'.  It seems as if no one is ever safe from this horrible but avoidable disease. No matter how small the attack is it does leave scars, scars that show later in life in different ways.  Thinking about my own torment in college, "Jenis nenis has a big penis".  Now it is only a play on my name but at thirteen this not only annoyed me but indeed upset me for a time.  That is until I clearly rememeber accepting it and throwing it back to 'the pack' that; 'yes, yes I do have a big penis so much so it is bigger then yours'.  Obviously I do not have this said penis but it soon got these guys of my back and I was left alone. I am however certain they moved onto their next prey. So it was this in mind that I gave Josh the same advice, "accept that you can not change them. BUT, they can not hurt you if you accept the name in which they call you".  Crazy as that may seem it has now ended, I do wonder what effect it will have on him if any?  As now if I mention the fact I have a big set of nads or penis I am thought of as juvenille!? It is somethng remembered.
Cause and effect... When you go through and tolerate anything no matter the degree of scarring it is still scarring that is left behind.  


I have a big nads, all be it not real but it is a little bit of history that is sadly left etched in some deep resses of my brain. Bullying is a sad and horrible part of life that needs to be stopped.  It comes in different forms, sizes and does not have an age or sex barrier.  

Much love all xox