What do you know?

Well it is quite funny really. We moved down here four months ago, no family members around, didn't know a sole. We have made so many wonderful and very close friends already. But what is really strange, is that we have just discovered that me and one of my best friends here are related. I counldn't believe it. She had talked to her mother in law about me but had never mentioned my last name. One day she asked and Ally told her and she said "Oh I think we are related to them." Knock me over with a feather. I got my family tree out and sure enough, there they were, bold as brass LOL. Allys MIL gave me a book that she had done on the family tree and it has filled so many blanks in, lots of photos I didn't have and I have lots she didn't have. Of course it is only one branch but I think it is really unusual how we came back to where DH NZ roots started from. I've been doing the family tree for some time now and those of you that have done some know how time consuming it all can be. It is quite a funny feeling looking back and seeing family from 1785 and they didn't have birthdates back then. Just Christening dates.

When you see Abby and Rebecca (Allys daughter who is 6 months older than Abby) together it is uncanny. They are so alike it isn't funny, looks, mannerisms everything. Rebecca was also a twin and Alley had a miss-carriage at three months and they were going to do a D and C and did a scan first and realised that there was still a baby in there. Ally said to me, "the thought of three of them running around would be a tad scarey" certainly isn't wrong there LOL. Those of you who have a three year old going on 13 will understand that one LOL (Trina :) )

Enought of that. Yesterday there was a garden tour around here (6 gardens I think). I was going to go on it but someone asked me to help make pikelets and me being me said sure. There was only meant to be 70 odd people for afternoon tea. Starting at 1.00 we thought we would be wound up by 4 at the latest. 3.00 we were run off our feet and we got a phone call to say that there was 130 sold tickets and probably another 20 odd that were organising it. We made 10 batches of pikelets and there was much other food as well. Finally got to have a drink and put our feet up about 5.30 (and it wasn't a coffee either LOL). Was a great day and everyone seemed to enjoy it. met lots of new people which was really good. Finally got home about 7.00 and luckily Lionel had the kids fed and in the bath. They had a BBQ for tea, felt sorry for them though, as I never had any salads made up, or lettuce in the fridge. The kids loved it though. Well will leave you too it. All you NI who are away at scrap camp, I hope you had a fab time and I am so jealous of you all. Can't wait to see what you have been busy at. I hope there was a cricut there ;)

If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?

Photo update.

I do appologise for not being on here more often. No real excuse either LOL. A fortnight ago, Mum and Dad came down and Dad brought his fly rod and we went for a little fish on the river (it boundaries our place by about 4ks). Well Dad was over the moon as he caught a 3 1/4lb on his first cast. Jake was in his element wanting to gut it and see what was in it. (Jake is right into that sort of thing, anything with blood and guts.) Unfortunately it was the only one caught but it was a perfect entree' for tea. Only down fall to it all is we have had Jake harping on and on about wanting to go down and try and catch another one LOL. We did go down the next day which wasn't as nice and had a picnic down there while Dad tried to get another one. Managed to get this adorable photo of Lionel and Jake. (one time Jake wasn't right behind grandad saying "can you see one yet Grandad, Granddddaaaadd.")




Also managed to get this lovely one of my mother and Abby. I had to laugh though on the Saturday the kids had their clothes off for a bit and played in the water walking across the other side and back. Well Olly got to the other side and stood on this little island thing and yelled out "there is something in the water and it's got fingers." We tried to reason with him telling him that it was just grass, because there was no way he was going to get back into the water. "No it's not, its brown." Yea brown grass, its dead. At this time Jake came back and said In a matter of fact voice, "its alright Olly, its just a drowned person." as if it happens every day. Olly jumped back "ewwww" It took a fair bit of convincing saying it wasn't and it was fairly hard to keep a straight face. Poor Gran had trouble controlling her self. Oh you have to love their imagination.
Well here is another photo of our dear daughter who is turning the big 3 years old tomorrow. Boy the time has flown, our sweet innocent wee girl, butter wouldn't melt in her mouth aye.