More Good Things

Firstly, and most importantly, I made a BRILLIANT discovery over the weekend:



Cadbury Creme Eggs are back! And to celebrate, we ate some.

Secondly, and ALMOST as important, here are some fairly ordinary shots of the new packaging. (They will ship out with the perennial favourite black waxed cord around the box, and sometimes a pretty paper band, but you get the general idea).








I really do love the packaging though. Very pleased with the simplicity of it.

In terms of other good things:

Sparky and I watched two (TWO!) movies uninterrupted over the weekend. We watched District 9 (loved it, despite feeling vaguely ill throughout 60% of it - it's a little creepy) and Adventureland (also loved it - very cute. but not nearly as cute as Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist. If you haven't yet seen this, SEE IT! You must. It's cuter than cute. Plus it has Michael Cera in it. Win-Win.)

We also went out for dinner with my folks. I know, not exactly a raging Saturday night, but it was lovely to be out in a restaurant, talking grown-up things, having a glass of wine.

In terms of other not-so-good-things:

We've had huge amount of rain in the mountains over the past 72 hours and as a result, the studio flooded. The newly laid carpet is drenched and anything that was on the floor (display items, packaging, shipping desk, sign used for markets) is now also drenched and mostly ruined. Tis a big bummer, for sure, but thankfully the new packaging wasn't out there and had this happened before the Great Studio Clean Up of 2010 it would've been a whole lot worse.


I hope you all had a lovely weekend, with more good than bad!

B x

Rain, Rain, Go Away

So I'm a summer girl at heart and find the short days, cold mornings and icy toes of winter to be rather uninspiring. The only upsides I see to winter are wearing hats, drinking a lot more tea, slow-cooker meals and snowboarding. (Not that I've been anywhere near the snow in about four years. Boo.)

So this grey, cold, drizzly weather has made me a bit cranky. First of all, the bagel man wasn't at the local market this morning, Sparky and I got soaked on the way to said market and the paper was wet this morning when I went to open it. (I know, right. These are my problems. Life is real tough.)

Anyway, I completely forget the reason for beginning this post (that's what happens when my train of thought is interrupted by coffee and biscuits) so let's just say I hope you have a smashing weekend. Rain or no.

My (Long) Weekend...

..was so delightful! Sparky had four days off and it was just one of those magical weekends where you get a whole heap accomplished but also feel incredibly relaxed. It. Was. Bliss.

We (finally) dug out our vegie garden and planted it out with lettuce, peas, snow peas, beetroot, silverbeet and leeks and while I don't think it gets enough sun for winter planting, so far, so good. And at least the leeks are likely to survive - they grow in most conditions.



Please excuse the craptastic nature of both the photo and the rest of the garden - one step at a time!



We also started to plant out a herb garden. We've got rosemary, oregano, thyme and coriander (we'll see how that goes, I've never had any success growing it before but it's my favourite herb). We also planted lavender because it just smells delicious and I have grand illusions of recreating the best dessert I've EVER had, which was a lavender creme brulee. So we've got the lavender part, now for the creme brulee tree...

Aside from dinking about in the garden, we cleaned out the garage, went through Issy's clothes because she's (sniff) growing out of all her tiny baby clothes, went through our wardrobes and came out with FIVE humungous bags for St Vinnies and spent lovely time with lovely family.

It was, indeed, delightful.

My weekend...

...was spectacular!

Sparky, Miss Is and I took the weekend off, headed to the coast and did a whole lot of eatin', coffee-drinkin', laughin', relaxin' and g-droppin'.

This was the view from the comfy daybed in our room. Not bad.



And while the weather was tres ordinaire, we did not care. The weekend papers were read, the coffee was excellent, the meals were fab and the company was the best.



Miss Is has decided to celebrate her three-month birthday by becoming much more engaging, delightful and, at times, challenging. It's far more difficult to convince a three month old that yes, it is in fact time for a sleep, than it was to convince a two month old. The pay-off is that she's discovering new things every day (some of the sounds are amazing, considering the size of her) and we get to tag along for the ride. Pretty sweet deal I think.