Reno sweet reno.

Constance 1956 Vintage Caravan This is so, so far from what our campervan looked like.

Back from our camping babymoon in NZ! It was super relaxing and cruisy, which is just what we needed. The Manfriend drove for most of it so I crocheted like a ninja. We ate loads of yummy food, went for walks, went to a country fair and saw some freaking amazing sights. Seriously, the south island of NZ is the most underrated place in the world. Within a 100km radius you can find crazy landscapes and natural springs, massive plateaus and rainforests, fjords and rivers. Gorgeous.

I will post more photos of our trip when I get around to uploading them.

It was a bit disheartening coming back to our half-finished house and realising that we have a loooong way to go to get it finished before the baby comes in FOURTEEN WEEKS (omg.) The Manfriend is super-busy at work with a big project that will finish in three weeks, then he is going to go nuts on the house to get it done. There still isn't a single room that is totally complete, or even close. This weekend I'm going to get carpet sorted for the bedrooms, spackle, sand and paint the hallway and study. Grrrr.

Meanwhile, I start back at school tonight which is VERY exciting. I'm surprised at how much I missed it. We are learning CAD, which is a bit overwheming but hopefully the Manfriend will be able to give me a hand. I'm looking forward to never doing manual drafting ever again as the whole thing was too much for me. I think when Lee and I are working together I will end up doing most of the drafting and designing, while he does the actual building and contruction, so I better make sure my CAD skills are up to scratch.

xx

Some pins of late.

Source: designismine.blogspot.com via Emma on Pinterest

Cannot describe how much I love this image. The quilt, the flooring, the shelves....

Source: amandatealdesign.com via Emma on Pinterest

A modern, awesome nursery. I'm so not into pastels and baby themes so love this interior.

Source: ing-things.blogspot.com.au via Emma on Pinterest

When I was growing up, Mum always had a huge stack of blankets on the couch and our beds. We were totally that family who would watch TV while covered in blankets. Visitors would always be offered a blanket too.

Source: urbanoutfitters.com via Emma on Pinterest

Fresh and modern quilt colours

Source: whorange.net via Emma on Pinterest

I really want to steal this idea for the baby, with Lee's fingerprint, my fingerprint and then the baby's print.

Source: tumblr.com via Emma on Pinterest

Love this branch bed.

Source: somethingblond.blogspot.com via Emma on Pinterest

Colourful vintage kitchen! Cuteness.

Five Things for Tuesday.

1. Eating straight from the garden. Last night we had salmon with homegrown tomatoes, homemade pesto from homegrown basil and a salad from homegrown greens. I love that all I have to do for a meal is grab whatever needs picking in my little vegie garden.Yum!

2. This book about French parenting. The Manfriend and I have been discussing what kind of parents we will be. It's hard to plan anything as I don't want to follow any strict rules, but hope to be pretty relaxed and easy-going. This new book Bringing up bebe by an American ex-pat living in France has an interesting take on parenting. When I was in high school I lived in france for a few months, and the kids are very well-behaved and respectful, but also seem relaxed, happy and well-adjusted. A Cup of Jo and Jezebel had interesting takes on the book (with some great comments), and the Huffington Post covers French parenting generally.

3. Buying books. I have been going a bit nuts on Booko and bought the above book, as well as At Homeby Bill Bryson which I've been meaning to read for ages,  Extremely Loud and Incredibly Closeby Jonathan Safran Foer and One on One by Craig Brown. I know I'm not going to get much of a chance to read once the baby comes, so want to stock up now!

4. Going to NZ tomorrow. So freaking excited.

5. I had my first prenatal massage yesterday. It was AMAZING. The massage table had a hole in it for my tummy, which looked weird at first and was a bit tricky to get into, but it felt so good to lay on my front. The therapist massaged right down into my back and hips. I had tears pouring down my face as it hurt so much, but feels really good today. I want to try and get one every month or so, just as a pampering treat.

Destination NZ.

 

Source: google.com via Tina on Pinterest

 

The Manfriend and I are heading to NZ for a few weeks for an epic roadtrip through the South Island. I am ridiculously excited about spending time meandering through towns, visiting every.single.opshop on the whole island, living out of a backpack again and taking lots and lots of photos. This is our last chance to travel together with just the two of us before the baby comes in June. I have been getting inspired by reading the Lonely Planet NZ book and trawling Flickr for photos of NZ.

Things I want to do while over there:

Read Sarum by Edward Rutherford (love me some epic historical fiction) and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer (yay book club book).

Eat fush and chups.

Crochet this baby toy.

See some whales and dolphins.

Make tea on our little camper stove and put in on a thermos to take for walks.

Read every touristy signboard we come across.

Not get carsick.

Eat a lot of seafood, cheese and any food I have never seen before.

'Helpful' things people have said to me while I am pregnant.

The first thing I learnt when I found out I was pregnant was that growing a human in my tummy apparently automatically means that I am willing and waiting to receive a lot of comments and opinions, from family, friends and complete strangers.

  • I take the tram to work everyday, which makes for excellent people watching, but was horrendous when I had bad morning sickness. The other day I was reaching up to pull the cord to get off at the next stop, and one woman leaned over and frantically said "Don't put your arms above your head! The cord will wrap around the baby's neck and IT WILL DIE!" Thanks for that advice, lady. I'm just going to walk around with my arms pinned to my sides for the next six months.
  • The anti-abortion protesters who I unknowingly walked past thought it would be a lovely idea to congratulate me for 'keeping my baby'. I saw red, went mental and opened a can of verbal whoop-ass. Since when does being pregnant mean that I am pro-life?
  • People with opinions on our baby names. One of the first questions people ask is whether we've started thinking of names. Before I knew better, I would reel off a few from the (long) shortlist, and what followed is a relentless critique from every angle, including clangers such as 'I knew a Jack once, but he was an asshole'. I'm pretty sure that your opinion on the name of my future offspring is not relevant, Random Colleague, but thanks anyway.
  • "You can't eat that!" has got to be the overall most common offering. Sure, there are some dietary restrictions while you are up the duff - no runny eggs, no soft-cheese, no alcohol, no raw fish, no soft-serve ice-cream. (I have in fact eaten all of the above at some point in the last five months, with no ill effects. Mr Whippy has NEVER come down my street before, and when I heard that tinkly music last weekend I couldn't grab my purse fast enough). But to the stranger who insisted on telling me off for eating a can of tuna and the sandwich shop lady who refused to put ham in my salad sandwich, I'd like to point that women have been doing this for a long, long time, often whilst drinking scotch and smoking a pack of fags a day.
  • "You are SO BIG! Are you having twins?" This was from a midwife. Um, no, just one baby here. One enormous, overgrown baby. And I still have four months to go...

Five Things for Tuesday.

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1. Toblerone. Oh Em Gee. I needed something sweet after lunch and was lurking around the supermarket near my office and picked up this prism-shaped baby. Forgot how freaking good they are. When the Manfriend and I were travelling, we made a ritual of buying a massive Toblerone at every airport we were in. They still remind me of dirty backpacking days.... good times.

2. Having every nail a different colour. A fun way to 'inject some colour' (as the wanky stylists say) as I am wearing so much black whilst preggers.

3. Filling out my maternity leave claim form. It feels so much more real now that I've given notice and have my paid parental leave all lined up. It will be a big income drop but still, FREE MONEY. Win.

4. Eating real food. I made a massive batch of zucchini slice on the weekend which has hooked me up lunch-wise for the rest of the week. We had steamed salmon and vegies for dinner last night, and I'm making an italian stir-fry thing (okay, it does sound weird) tonight. And I have been having salads made from rocket and lettuce straight out of my vegie-garden-in-a-bath. Maximum vegies and protein, yo. And Toblerone.

5. I found three new blogs that are supercute and awesome.

 One Claire Day is by a stylist-turned-mum and her gorgeous new family living in Far North Queensland. I obviously read the entire archives and now feel like Claire is my new best friend. Stalkerish? No.

The Beetle Shack is another blog by a lovely lady and her cute family. It's inspiring to know that I won't (necessarily) turn into a daggy barefoot woman as soon as I have a baby.

Dressed for 2 is a fashion blog by a fellow preggers chick navigating an expanding waistline. I also want to be her new best friend too.

Baby rooms.

I cannot wait to get stuck in to designing and decorating the baby's room. Calling it a nursery sounds weird and makes me think of wet nurses and nannies, so it will just be called the baby's room. At the moment, the room itself has no flooring, unsanded walls that need painting and a bare bulb as a light. We have a fair way to go with the house but will get it finished in time (goddamn it!). The room itself is pretty big but quite dark as it only has one small window. This will probably be good as it will stay nice and dark when the baby is sleeping, but I don't want it to feel like a dungeon. There are loads of lovely baby room images out there - here are some of my faves.

Source: ohdeedoh.com via Emma on Pinterest

Source: ohdeedoh.com via Emma on Pinterest

Twenty-one weeks.

You are kicking my desk at work as I am writing this! i cannot believe that we are halfway through the pregnancy. It feels like I only just announced it to everyone. We had the twenty week scan last week. It was totally amazing and very emotional! I wasn't expecting the picture to be so clear and it took my breath away. You look like an actual baby! I arrived at the hospital and was a bit nervous, because if you had five heads or something, we would find out then. But all was well - you are a big, healthy baby. As soon as the technician put the ultrasound stick thing on my tummy you appeared on the screen. The image was much bigger and clearer than the twelve and ten week scans. It took about 40 minutes all up, and she checked all your organs and bones. You are about 25cm long from head to tailbone, and apparently have long legs, big feet and lots of hair!

They did a 3D view that showed a close-up of your face. You had closed eyes but were opening and closing your mouth and waving your tiny fists around. It was very very special. I am getting teary just thinking about it! The photo from the scan is on the fridge and I glance at it occasionally and get a big wave of emotion and love.

We don't want to find out the sex, but Lee thinks that he saw balls. I'm not so sure! Most of my friends think that you will be a boy. I keep referring to you as 'the little guy', but mainly because it sounds better than saying 'it'.

You have been moving around so much lately. When I first felt little bubbles, I kept doubting myself as to whether it was you moving or just my rumbly tummy.  But now there is no doubt about it. You kick when I drink cold water or hot soup, when I lay down, when I stretch up to reach something and especially when I jump into a cold swimming pool. Sometimes it is a rolling feeling inside, or little wiggles. Other times it is big, obvious kicks and squirms. It is a special and magical feeling - like a little secret between me and you. I know that some people don't want anyone touching their pregnant tummy or feeling the baby move, but I just want to grab everyone's hands and make them feel it. Lee can feel it now too, which is great as I can involve him a bit more.

I have been feeling fine, a bit achey in the mornings and still waking through the nights a lot, but generally pretty healthy. I forget that I'm preggers most of the time- until I go to bend over and remember that I have no waist, or until you kick me in the guts from within.

Only 20 more weeks to go.

Love Mum x

 

Places to go and people to see.

I am getting itchy feet. After finishing uni a while ago, I took off through Africa, Europe and India for a year or so and upon returning home, swore that I would prioritise travel more. But then I stayed in one place and put down roots. I built a house and got two cats. And got knocked up. All of which have firmly cemented me to this little patch for a while longer, at least.

Heaps of friends have packed it all in and taken off for an extended trip overseas. One is in Vanuatu, another is in Kenya. One of my best friends has moved to London indefinitely. I miss her already.

I want to go to Cuba before it collapses, and Japan before the bubble bursts. I want to go to New York before I get old and New Orleans for the music. I want to ride along the Rhine from Basel to Amsterdam and along the Baja peninsula in Mexico.

For now, I’ll have to be content with planning adventures in my head until the baby comes. And once it is more of a person and less of a blob, we will pack up and hit the road again.

Things I have cried at due to insane pregnancy hormones.

  • The thought of watching Love Actually. Not watching it, just thinking about watching it.
  • How to Make Gravy by Paul Kelly.
  • The first time someone asked me if I’d like a seat on the tram. Poor guy probably didn’t expect me to burst into tears. Awkward.
  • Watching the really, really old lady who lives on my street walk to the letterbox.
  • Seeing another baby at a random shopping centre in Geelong.
  • An ad for The Bodyguard on TV.
  • My iPad not connecting to 3G.
  • Running out of pineapple juice.
  • Watching a preview of Planet of the Apes.
  • Lee not answering his phone immediately. I automatically assume he is lying in a pool of blood on the floor of his workshop and start dialling 000.

Things to make.

I always have an epic list of things on the go that I want to make, but I am trying to get a grip on the unfinished projects too. They include about eighteen (!) finished embroidery projects that I need to build frames for, crocheted cushions that need backs pieces and inserts and the patchwork quilt top that I made that still isn’t quilted. I need to spend a day at mum’s place with her awesome machine and get it all done. Anyway, I am crocheting a grey and yellow cat basket/house for Dave and Layla, because they will have to sleep in the laundry when the baby arrives and I want them to have a nice little house instead of a box of old towels. I need about 10 more rows on the base before I can begin the sides.

There are so many more things that I want to make as well!

:: This moss graffiti would look awesome on an old wall. Maybe for our shed?

:: I’d love to make this Dr Who doll for Lee or Sam

:: SUCH a cute idea for a new family. And it can be added to once more kids arrive too.

:: Lovely way to capture the first year

:: Awesome handmade octopus - the buttons could be risky for little babies though.

26 before 26.

For the past few years, around every birthday I’ve made a list of things I’d like to do before next year’s birthday. I’ve never actually completed any of the lists, but is a helpful reminder that I’m not getting younger and to live a rich and fulfilling life. My birthday is 3 months away, and I’ve made a fair crack at this list already. Some of the items I won’t do - for example, I can’t actually fit into my brown skirt with my pregnant belly so there’s no point making three more skirts from the pattern! - but it is rewarding to see the things that I have done in the past year. 1. Go swimming more

 2. Sell the house

3. Get knocked up

4. Cook a roast from scratch - need a good excuse to do this as cooking meat freaks me out a bit

6. Buy another house

7. Do the 30 Day Shred

8. Make three skirts from my brown skirt

9. Finish sewing my quilt

10. Get my eyes lasered

11. Go to the dentist

12. Get a pedicure

13. Print out photos from my overseas trips and put them into frames

14. Plant an amazing vegie garden

15. Spend lots of time with Sam

16. Do a session of Bikram yoga - can’t do this while pregnant :(

17. Get published in an architectural magazine

18. Get our finances sorted

19. Go camping with Lee for at least two weeks without my iPhone

20. Get groceries from Aussie Farmers Direct

21. Be a tourist in Melbourne

22. Go to Port Fairy again - booked for March!

23. Get my own design clients

24. Make something with Logan berries

25. Give a presentation at work

26. Change my title at work

Seventeen weeks.

I am almost eighteen weeks pregnant, so nearly halfway. It is getting more real now. My tummy is sticking out a bit and is swollen like I have a pot belly. It is rock hard though, not like fat but like a balloon. I still don’t look really pregnant, but can’t fit into lots of my clothes as my hips are widening a lot. I basically just look a bit fat, which is difficult to handle mentally, although I know that it is for a good cause! It does bring up a few old issues of feeling like I want to lose weight, but I have to surrender to the pregnancy and just deal with the fact that I will be carrying extra weight for the next year or so. The midwife has said that I might begin to feel you moving soon. Apparently it feels like fluttering or bubbles low down in my tummy, but I don’t think I’ve felt it yet. My tummy is a bit rumbly so I keep wondering, but I don’t think I’ve felt you move for certain yet.

I am back at work this week after having a week off for Christmas. On Christmas Day, everyone wanted to talk about you and how I was feeling and what a year we had ahead of us.It was my last Christmas as a kid and not as a mum, so I got pretty spoilt. Once we got back from Torquay, Lee and I went a bit nuts trying to get things done on the house as we only have six months to get it done and I’ll be out of action for the last month or so. As long as there is a comfortable bedroom for me and for you, and a functioning kitchen and bathroom, I’ll be fine.

We have our 20 week scan on January 23. I’m really excited, but a bit nervous. That is the biggest scan when you can see lots of details and find out the gender. We are going to wait for the surprise, as I think that there is no surprise like it in life. I don’t really mind either way. I’d like a boy as I love the idea of having a big gorgeous boy around and I know that Lee would love someone to follow him around in the shed. But I would love a girl as Mum and I are so close and I’d like that relationship with a daughter. Either way, I will be rapt.

We have been thinking about names a bit. When we first got pregnant we were thinking about them all the time, but have stopped recently for some reason. I think having a shortlist is a good idea, then deciding once we meet you. The middle names will be Jennifer for a girl and Martin for a boy, after both our parents as it is a nice way to honour them. Two birds with one stone! The girls names we like are Eden, Asher, Harper and Charlotte. The boys names are Tom, Jesse, Finn and Asher. It changes all the time though and we won’t decide for certain until we meet you.

Ten weeks.

I saw you yesterday for the first time. We had the twelve week scan, which was super-exciting and a bit nerve-racking, mainly because if something was to go wrong, we would have found out then. Instead, we saw you on the ultrasound monitor. The doctor said that you were really small, and so I am actually ten weeks, not twelve weeks. This puts me back a few weeks, which is frustrating as I can’t wait to be pregnant-looking and for you to arrive.Anyway, the scan was magical. It made it more real. The doctor pointed out your feet and arms, and you did a little wiggle and dance for us! You are 3.4cm long, so still teeny tiny. Lee was really excited too. I think it made it more real for him, because obviously he doesn’t feel pregnant like I do, so it was the first time he got to really xperience it. We got a DVD and a few photos of you, which was great to show people. My mum and dad loved seeing it, especially when you wriggled around and kicked your legs. I have been feeling okayish, very tired and slightly nauseous all the time. I just need to take it easy. I really don’t want to be at work though, I just want to sleep all the time. We had the first midwife appointment this morning, at the Mercy. It was interesting to be there, but a bit daunting. In the waiting room there were dads filling up hot water bottles for their pregnant partners and lots of people bustling around. It is weird to think that I will have a baby there in seven months. I booked in the other scans, so now all I can do is wait and enjoy.

Baby.

I am pregnant with you. This is how the story unfolds. Lee and I have been talking for a while about wanting kids. I always knew that I wanted a big, busy, loud, messy family, and that I wanted kids quite young. Mum had me when she was 23 and Grandma had her when she was 20 (I think?), and the three of us are really close. I think a lot of that is because we are so close in age. I am 25 now and will be 26 when you are born. I have only been off the pill for about six months, and apparently it takes at least that long for you body to adjust. I went to see a doctor for a pre-conception check about a month ago, and she did some tests (vitamin levels, vaccinations etc). Then we started trying that same weekend, and I got pregnant pretty much straight away. Mum says that she also got knocked up quickly, so we Clark/Bendle women must be fertile ladies. We did a test a few weeks ago, when I was one week late, but it was negative. I was pretty disappointed, but we hadn’t been trying very long so I figured that it would happen eventually. A few weeks after that, on Wednesday 5th October, after my period was 15 days late, we did another test. It was about 6am and we were heading to work. I wanted to do another test just for peace of mind, but Lee was in a rush to get to work. I said it would only take a minute, and I needed to pee anyway! So we got the last test out of the box and I peed on the stick. The instructions say that two red lines appear if you are pregnant, and one line appears if you are not pregnant. Even if there is a faint second line, you are still pregnant. Well, the two red lines came up straight away. I yelped out to Lee to come quickly, and then we both screamed and hugged each other. I was crying and he was smiling so much. We hugged in the kitchen for ages and laughed and cried. It was such a special moment and one that I’ll remember forever. We took a photo of ourselves, knowing that one day you would look at it and smile. We probably look lots younger than we do when you are reading this! We got in the car and drove to Lee’s workshop, which is out the back of Dad’s offices in Blackburn. I called Sam on the way and woke her up with the news. She was really happy and kept saying “I love you guys!” Mum works with Dad two or three days a week, and I wasn’t sure if she was coming in today. I texted her from Lee’s phone, seeing if she was coming in and if she wanted a coffee, and she said she was on her way. I had to wait for an hour until she arrived and was completely freaking out with excitement! She finally arrived and I jumped up with a stupid grin on my face. She smiled and asked what I was doing there. I muttered something about having the day off and coming to help Lee. Then I just yelled out “I’m pregnant!” She screamed and burst into tears and we hugged. It was really special. Dad arrived not long after and he was so smiley and happy. A really special moment! I spent the day hanging out with mum and Lee, and talking about everything. There is so much to think about. Names, what hospital, what doctor, all that stuff.

We went to mum and dad’s for dinner. Ben came over and I told him - he was absolutely gobsmacked. It was an awesome reaction. I called Grandma and Grandpa and they totally lost it on the phone. Grandma started screaming and shrieking into the phone, and they both kept saying “This is the best news I’ve ever heard!” We have a doctor’s appointment on Saturday (tomorrow) where we will get a proper check and find out what to do next. It is very overwhelming and doesn’t quite seem real. You are about the size of a pea.I already have this fierce love for you, even though I haven’t met you yet. I already love being pregnant. I am looking forward to having a big belly, filled with you. Some background: Lee and I live in a really ugly house in Preston, which we are renovating. It is bright blue and hideous, but has good bones. We live in one room and the kitchen, so it is pretty tough going but also cosy and fun. I work as the Associate Editor of a bike riding magazine called Ride On. It is published by Bicycle Victoria, and I work at their offices on the corner of Swanston and Bourke Streets in the city. I have heaps of friends here, it is a pretty great place to work. I write articles about bikes and bike riding and get to choose magazine layouts and covers. Lee is working for himself, he is very busy though and finding it tough. He works really hard but is doing really well. He is so, so skilled and talented at what he does. I am so in love with him. He constantly impresses me with his compassion and patience. He will be a great dad, and there isn’t anyone else I would want to embark on this new journey with. Sam is still my best friend, we talk to each other most days. I see Audrey a lot, and Marnie and Blaise. I am beginning to feel ‘pregnant’. I have a dull nauseous feeling all the time, and a super-strong sense of smell. I am wearing all my skinny clothes, like tight jeans and pencil skirts because in a few months I won’t be able to. Can’t wait to meet you.

Dessert yumminess.

I LOVE cooking disgustingly rich, gooey, chunky desserts. Here are some recent recipes I've found...

House update.

We ripped up the floor in one of the back bedrooms on last weekend. Whenever we do demolition work, I always get a bit nervous that we will find a huge nest of spiders or dead animals or bones (macabre much?). Or treasure. Treasure would be good.

Instead, we found dirt. Cue disappointment. No biggie! It means that we need to pull up less flooring than we thought, which allows us more time to do fun things, like read the Dulux Colour Atlas and watch Dave eat.

The masterlist of stuff to do for the house is enormous and intimidating, so I like to just think of the next few things on the list instead.

  • Finish pulling up boards in bedrooms
  • Restump and rebuild sub-floors
  • Lay the cables for the wiring
  • Put down chipboard flooring in bedrooms
  • Order carpet
  • Pull out bathroom
  • Sort out waste pipe for bathroom toilet
  • Put down chipboard in bathroom
  • Plumb in shower fittings, toilet and vanity taps
  • Tile bathroom
  • Tile giant mirror
  • Install showerscreen, toilet and vanity
  • and so on and so forth...

I can't wait to get stuck into it.

Crafty times.

I have been getting stuck into listening to RadioLab on the tram whilst crocheting. My tram time-passing activity is totally dependent on how heavy the book I'm reading is, which is kind of ridiculous. My current book is Paul Kelly's The A to Z Recordings, and it is a whopper, so I leave it next to my bed and take my crocheting on the tram.

Anyway, because I am getting more into crafty good times, I thought I'd make a list (because I don't have enough lists in my life) of stuff to make.

Although it would be good to finish the 578 other WIP projects before I start something else. Grr.

October goals.

Abandoned-deserted-home_large A coupla things I want to try and do in October, house-wise.

  • Get sample boards ready for the bathroom
  • Order bathroom tiles
  • Pull up the rest of the flooring in the bedrooms
  • Figure out how to get the 27 layers of wallpaper off
  • Get the rest of the plants for the front yard

And non-house stuff.

  • Start a new program at the gym
  • Do the 500 Workout
  • Sketch up the floorplans of the Northcote house and the Preston house ready for stitching
  • Spend an entire day in bed, a la this amazing book

26 before 26

I made this list after my 25th birthday and realised I haven't posted it. It is a nice reminder of things to do, otherwise I get bogged down in gym-work-sleep-gym-work-sleep. 1.    Go swimming one lunchtime

2.    Sell the house

3.    Get knocked up

4.    Cook a roast from scratch, including Yorkshire puddings

5.    Ride to work three times a week for a month

 6.    Buy another house

7.    Do the 30 Day Shred

8.    Make three skirts from my brown skirt

9.    Finish sewing my quilt

10.    Get my eyes lasered

11.    Go to the dentist

12.    Get a pedicure

13.    Print out photos from my overseas trips and put them into frames

14.    Plant an amazing vegie garden

15.    Spend lots of time with Sam

 16.    Do a session of Bikram yoga

17.    Get published in a magazine

 18.    Get our finances sorted

19.    Go camping with Lee for two weeks without my iPhone

20.    Get groceries from Aussie Farmers Direct

21.    Be a tourist in Melbourne

22.    Go to Port Fairy Folk Festival again

23.    Pick up some design work

24.    Make something with Logan berries

25.    Spend a day with my mum just hanging out

26.   Find the perfect present for Lee's 30th and mum and dad's 50th