Punk Chic Turns Six ...

My eyes are hanging out of my head with the week that I have had BUT I need to write about how my little bit of peace on earth turned six today.

I have no words really. The usual. Can't believe she is six! When did that happen? 

She is such an awesome kid. And I really can't imagine my world without her in it.

I love that her birthday party last week was "just perfect!". Even after we changed ideas a few times. And I love that today was "awesome". Even though Mummy booked herself into to do work (volunteer no less) without realising the date.

Her party setup from last weekend.

And more than that. I love that when I tucked her into bed tonight - actually that is a lie. I can't tuck her into bed because she's on the top bunk these days - she gave me the usual with a twist. A kiss with a side of cuddles and said "I love you so, sooo much Mum!"

The way she said it just about turned me into a blubbering mess. She said it like she meant it.

And that's all I really need.

Happy Number Six to my gorgeous girl! You might not know it now. You may not know it ever. But you are one of the best gifts I have ever received!!!

xxx

F is for Freddo

F is for Freddo which is what everyone knew him as but I knew him simply as Dad. He's been gone now for ten years and today's the day. You see I have a little secret, well it's not so little. It's big and it's green.

It's his car, you see when we were little this is where it all happened, the laughing, the fighting, the stories,  the intrigue at what lay beyond the pop out back windows. Everything we did seemed to involve this car, we went to school in it, we went to the shops in it, we went on holidays in it, wherever we were it seemed to be, like a faithful dog that never leaves it's master.

There were many milestones, learning to drive, getting my licence, first ticket, first crash, first date, first kiss. (not all on the same day mind you, well maybe the last two)  So as you can see it was always there, it's quite rare these days for someone to own a car for as long as Dad did, it was two years old when he bought it and it stayed with him to the day he died. When he passed the car left the farm, it was outta my hands and that's the way it had be. My sister and I were heartbroken, but the universe has a way of righting itself and four years later it found it's way home.

Now here's the secret, (sshhhh) I never told my sister. Or my mum. Now the old boy had always said "I'm gunna restore it." But he was always having fun and never got around to it. So when it made it's way home I vowed to finish off what he had never started Lol. And so it began.

I'm not the same person I was when that phone call came at one in the morning and the world fell down around me. I'm a dad now like he was to me and I can only hope that I'm giving my little girls half the great memories that he gave to me.

I feel honoured that my Beautiful Wife has let me into her world to do this, her world with the commas and the full stops and all the punctuation. She is the light of my life and without her none of this could have happened.

But it's not about the car, it never has been and never was.  It's about the man, the most awesome man I've ever known I just wanted to honour him and get back some of those memories.

So today's the day, but then again everyday is the day.

I miss you Dad.

Formal Introductions ...

I'm not sure what the protocol is for introducing a guest blogger so I'm just going to say here that my husband needs little introduction and certainly not a formal one.

He's a bit of a spunk and looks great in a suit! He's one of those "healthy" people and has the willpower to carry it off. He loves his friends and his cars and animals.

He loves his family more. We've been through enough together and he knows what's important these days  although, just like the rest of us, he sometimes needs reminding. And sometimes he reminds me.

He knows stuff. Lots of stuff. Trivia is his thing and he often comes home to inform us all of little snippets of information he has found out during the day.

I'm sure you remember him from my little submission over here with Glowless!

And he is always there, scattered throughout my posts. More recently there was this and then this one when he decided he'd like to explore what goes on around here. And then, when he started reading, I got to do this and this. He's not on Facebook so it's kinda handy to have somewhere to write where I know he will see it.

BUT, I'd best move my butt and go get organised.

10:00am is GO time.