I've learnt how to do collages on my new photo editing software. I'm keen to get my hands on Lee and Morgan's Wedding photo disc so that I can use the originals for some collages. I had thought I'd get several prints, but now I'm thinking I'll get a canvas print of a collage of my fave photos instead.
16 June 2011
Despicable Me
Despicable Me is another awesome children's film that's fun for the young and the young at heart. I like to think I fit in to both those categories! I haven't yet met a person that honestly doesn't like children's movies. Like most movies, the style, story and technology of the 'cartoon' have a lot to do with what type of children's movies you do and don't like. But like I say, everyone (and I say that tentatively even though I think it's true) likes children's movies. Perhaps deep down and perhaps some won't admit it but you know it's true. We loved them when we were young and we love them now.
Gru is a villian, secretly living in surburbia with his hundreds of happy, yellow minions doing his bidding deep down in the basement. He wants to steal the moon and become the greatest villian ever. But, standing his way is a lack of funding, a new super villian on the scene and three orphaned girls trying to sell cookies that want to make him their new Dad.
Despicable Me is Dreamworks 2010 offering to children world wide. Comedian Steve Carell voices the main character Gru, with support from Russell Brand, Julie Andrews and Jason Segel. Along with a cameo from New Zealands own Jermaine Clement as one of the minions. With a cast of currently 'hot' comedians and stars this movie could date very quickly. But this is a 'cartoon' afterall and I'm sure the 'celebrity' of the cast will wear off and leave behind the fun movie for all to enjoy.
The storyline is different, it's not your typical super hero versus super villian with the hero winning, but instead, the villian is the 'hero' and we're all routing for him to succeed in his villianous endeavours. The charming orphaned girls add a smack of schmaltz to the movie that I can conceed was a good edition, but I'm not really convinced that it was overly necessary.
My favourite thing of the whole movie has to be the minions. The minions are small, yellow, squeeking people. Although they are more like 'people-like-beans' really. Each minion has a different outfit, facial expressions and jobs. We are also convinced that there is one in the movie that makes a face exactly like John when he's slightly annoyed, but we tried to locate it once and couldn't. I'm sure he's in there somewhere.
If for no other reason, watch Despicable Me for the minions. The villian 'hero' is not overly explored and therefore another good reason to watch this movie over some other previous offerings. If you're looking for a laugh and a no-brainer then you can't go wrong, plus the kids will love it. Win-Win.
Gru is a villian, secretly living in surburbia with his hundreds of happy, yellow minions doing his bidding deep down in the basement. He wants to steal the moon and become the greatest villian ever. But, standing his way is a lack of funding, a new super villian on the scene and three orphaned girls trying to sell cookies that want to make him their new Dad.
Despicable Me is Dreamworks 2010 offering to children world wide. Comedian Steve Carell voices the main character Gru, with support from Russell Brand, Julie Andrews and Jason Segel. Along with a cameo from New Zealands own Jermaine Clement as one of the minions. With a cast of currently 'hot' comedians and stars this movie could date very quickly. But this is a 'cartoon' afterall and I'm sure the 'celebrity' of the cast will wear off and leave behind the fun movie for all to enjoy.
The storyline is different, it's not your typical super hero versus super villian with the hero winning, but instead, the villian is the 'hero' and we're all routing for him to succeed in his villianous endeavours. The charming orphaned girls add a smack of schmaltz to the movie that I can conceed was a good edition, but I'm not really convinced that it was overly necessary.
My favourite thing of the whole movie has to be the minions. The minions are small, yellow, squeeking people. Although they are more like 'people-like-beans' really. Each minion has a different outfit, facial expressions and jobs. We are also convinced that there is one in the movie that makes a face exactly like John when he's slightly annoyed, but we tried to locate it once and couldn't. I'm sure he's in there somewhere.
If for no other reason, watch Despicable Me for the minions. The villian 'hero' is not overly explored and therefore another good reason to watch this movie over some other previous offerings. If you're looking for a laugh and a no-brainer then you can't go wrong, plus the kids will love it. Win-Win.
14 June 2011
New Photo Editing Software
I've discovered a new photo editing software that is free from google. So far I'm impressed with what it offers. I've only played with the individual editing options, but it does collages and slideshows and movies. I'm keen to try them all. But for now check these edits from my recent trip to Australia:
Flames from the firepit. mmmmm marshmallows over a campfire. . .
Jessie has a snooze in a cardboard box. I'm reminded of the children's book "My Cat Likes To Hide In Boxes".
Jackie climbed into the same box as her older sister Jessie so she could give her a kiss. So sweet!
08 June 2011
Shopping in Australia and speaking 'Australian'
Is it just me or does it always seem like it's so much easier to spend lots of money in a foreign country?! I have four reasons that this is true.
1. You save up all your money to use as 'spending' money on your holiday. So naturally, you spend it.
2. You don't recognise the colour of the money, so it all blends in to itself, meaning you think you have more money and you really have no idea what you're giving the checkout chick.
3. There are so many different stores, different products, different brands and here in Australia there is just so much more of everything. Plus, if you don't buy now, then you'll miss out at home, cause, well, you know, you can't get it at home. duh.
4. Your flatmate wants a souvenier and you're compelled to buy that 'thing' for that 'person' because, well, you can (refer to point 1).
And if you still haven't guessed, I went shopping today. What did you buy Heather, what did you buy? I hear you asking. Here's the list:
Three rings (one's a present)
In other, completely unrelated to shopping news, I've been facing off with the kids about 'Australian vs New Zealand' words. They laugh at my 'New Zealand' words that to them are just ridiculous. But I refuse to budge. They tell me I'm in Australia now, but my response is that I'm still a Kiwi and only here on holiday. Last night we made a list of the words that mean the same thing, but we refuse to budge on.
Texta vs Felts
It's not that long, so we tried to think of other words that could be different. Turns out tomato and tomato are the same. As are most words. But, it was still fun to play the game and it kept the kids occupied for a while.
Aside from all of this, there's 'Jackie language', which is really the language of a smart 4 year old that hasn't quiet got the grasp of some words. She will one day get the hang of them and I know that Mum will be very sad once she does, because they are just so darned cute.
1. You save up all your money to use as 'spending' money on your holiday. So naturally, you spend it.
2. You don't recognise the colour of the money, so it all blends in to itself, meaning you think you have more money and you really have no idea what you're giving the checkout chick.
3. There are so many different stores, different products, different brands and here in Australia there is just so much more of everything. Plus, if you don't buy now, then you'll miss out at home, cause, well, you know, you can't get it at home. duh.
4. Your flatmate wants a souvenier and you're compelled to buy that 'thing' for that 'person' because, well, you can (refer to point 1).
And if you still haven't guessed, I went shopping today. What did you buy Heather, what did you buy? I hear you asking. Here's the list:
Three rings (one's a present)
A birthday present for Lee
A scarf
Two pairs of boots
One pair of heels
A bag of Jumpys (and no, I'm not telling you what they are before you see them)
A book
Various assortments of 'new and different' lollies (as per psuedo-family tradition)
A hat (technically I bought it the other day, but it still counts as shopping)
Two cardigans
Not bad for a days effort huh!In other, completely unrelated to shopping news, I've been facing off with the kids about 'Australian vs New Zealand' words. They laugh at my 'New Zealand' words that to them are just ridiculous. But I refuse to budge. They tell me I'm in Australia now, but my response is that I'm still a Kiwi and only here on holiday. Last night we made a list of the words that mean the same thing, but we refuse to budge on.
Jumper vs Jersey
(In NZ you'd know what both were, but in Australia you'd have no idea what a jersey was. My argument is that a Jumper doesn't make me Jump. Jacob argued that a Jersey doesn't make me a cow. I took that as a compliment.)
Baked Pork vs Roast Pork
(Which would you rather have?! Roast Pork sounds much better if you ask me. I guess you do put the oven on to 'bake' to roast a dinner?!)
Thongs vs Jandles
(If you're an Aussie in NZ, so much could go wrong if you call your jandles 'thongs'. Not recommended. Jandles just sounds better.)
Swimmers vs Togs
(This one I have to give to the Aussies. Where does 'togs' come from? At least 'swimmers' makes sense. Still seems odd to say tho, and you won't catch me changing any time soon either.)
Texta vs Felts
(A 'Texta' is a brand. You can't text someone with them. Meanwhile they have felt tips, hence the name 'felts'. Come on people, common sense thanks. Sheesh.)
Humpy vs Shed
(Yep, here in Australia a shed is a 'humpy'. I don't get it either. It's weird. So weird. What makes it a humpy? I'm walking away from this one now before I get too rude.)
Eskie vs Chilly Bin
(This is essentially the Texta vs Felts argument all over again. Eskie is a brand. It's a bin, that's chilly. It's a chilly bin. Enough said.
It's not that long, so we tried to think of other words that could be different. Turns out tomato and tomato are the same. As are most words. But, it was still fun to play the game and it kept the kids occupied for a while.
Aside from all of this, there's 'Jackie language', which is really the language of a smart 4 year old that hasn't quiet got the grasp of some words. She will one day get the hang of them and I know that Mum will be very sad once she does, because they are just so darned cute.
Picmic = Picnic
Elicious = Delicious
Attending = Pretending
Trigangle = Triangle
(Mum's favourite, especially since she keeps making shapes and getting Jackie to tell her what they are just so she'll say 'Trigangle')
Ostopus = Octopus
Mote = Remote
Eano = Piano
Zert = Dessert
06 June 2011
Pies and Hats from Kangaroo Valley
I appear to have a cold. I'm not sure it it's the same cold I had 3 weeks ago, making a second appearance, or if it's my cold that I passed to John, that he managed to pass back just before I left. However I got, I have it. The good news is that I have only the snotty, blocked nose bit and none of the rest. I'm especially pleased since I usually get a sinus infection and all the other guff with it.
Enough about that and on to more interesting things.
It's fairly quiet over here at the beach. I guess that's what happens after you take two very energetic girls back to their parents. Phew! I do enjoy them, but there's something about the quiet that follows that's so endearing.
This morning we asked Jackie if she wanted to come with us to Kangaroo Valley. She was having way to much fun riding her bike around and around the outdoor table and squirting a water mister at the concrete to possibly come with us! Plus, I think she's cottoned on to the fact that coming with us would mean that she'd have to go and brush her hair, wash her face, find shoes and put them on. Much too hard work if you ask me.
So, Wayne drove Mum and I out to Kangaroo Valley. A quaint little town tucked in a beautiful valley west of Nowra. We drove through Kangaroo Valley when I was here in March and I really wanted to stop and have a look at the shops. It was placed on the 'Next Time You're Here' list. And what ya know, it's now the 'next time I'm here'.
The little town had one main road, with very tall trees all turning reds and oranges with the impending winter. We stopped for pastries at the local bakery, but they didn't have eftpost - who doesn't have eftpos these days for goodness sake?! After we managed to get some cash we took our treats to the dam and enjoyed a picnic (or a picmic as Jackie calls it). Delicious, homemade pies. But made in a disposable tin. For two countries to be so close and so linked, it seems so odd that there are all these little things that we do so differently. I don't think I've ever seen a pie come in a little tin shell before. Not that it matters, it's just different ya know.
Back to the shops. Each shop is an old house. The facades are the same and they have cute little steps or ramps up to the doors. Even the insides are gorgeous and 'quaint'. First stop was the lolly store, at which I indulged in my pseudo families tradition of purchasing a few 'never-seen-before' treats. I'm here for a while yet, so hopefully I have some left when I get home!
We made it to the store that I'd seen the first trip over, a cute we store with a large hat stand outside. Most of you will be aware that I've got a new hat obsession - I love them! I loved going through the beautiful hats and of course managed to fnd one that I've never seen before in the style that I've been looking for for ages. It came home with me, I just couldn't bare to leave it behind.
I didn't spot any kangaroos in Kangaroo Valley. And interestingly, the local symbol on the tourist merchandise is not a kangaroo at all, but a very old, medieval looking bridge. Go figure. I'm sure there are kangaroos, but the only place I've seen them so far is in the park by the local club.
The rain clouds followed us back over the hill and we're now settling in for a cool night. I've finished another magazine (yep I bought all my unread mags with me cause I figure I can throw them out once I'm done, making more room in my suitcase for things like new hats), and Mum's making a smoked chicked and leak pie. Mmmmm pie. . . . . Not in a tin shell this time. Second pie of the day, but I'm on holiday and it doesn't count!
Enough about that and on to more interesting things.
It's fairly quiet over here at the beach. I guess that's what happens after you take two very energetic girls back to their parents. Phew! I do enjoy them, but there's something about the quiet that follows that's so endearing.
This morning we asked Jackie if she wanted to come with us to Kangaroo Valley. She was having way to much fun riding her bike around and around the outdoor table and squirting a water mister at the concrete to possibly come with us! Plus, I think she's cottoned on to the fact that coming with us would mean that she'd have to go and brush her hair, wash her face, find shoes and put them on. Much too hard work if you ask me.
So, Wayne drove Mum and I out to Kangaroo Valley. A quaint little town tucked in a beautiful valley west of Nowra. We drove through Kangaroo Valley when I was here in March and I really wanted to stop and have a look at the shops. It was placed on the 'Next Time You're Here' list. And what ya know, it's now the 'next time I'm here'.
The little town had one main road, with very tall trees all turning reds and oranges with the impending winter. We stopped for pastries at the local bakery, but they didn't have eftpost - who doesn't have eftpos these days for goodness sake?! After we managed to get some cash we took our treats to the dam and enjoyed a picnic (or a picmic as Jackie calls it). Delicious, homemade pies. But made in a disposable tin. For two countries to be so close and so linked, it seems so odd that there are all these little things that we do so differently. I don't think I've ever seen a pie come in a little tin shell before. Not that it matters, it's just different ya know.
Back to the shops. Each shop is an old house. The facades are the same and they have cute little steps or ramps up to the doors. Even the insides are gorgeous and 'quaint'. First stop was the lolly store, at which I indulged in my pseudo families tradition of purchasing a few 'never-seen-before' treats. I'm here for a while yet, so hopefully I have some left when I get home!
We made it to the store that I'd seen the first trip over, a cute we store with a large hat stand outside. Most of you will be aware that I've got a new hat obsession - I love them! I loved going through the beautiful hats and of course managed to fnd one that I've never seen before in the style that I've been looking for for ages. It came home with me, I just couldn't bare to leave it behind.
I didn't spot any kangaroos in Kangaroo Valley. And interestingly, the local symbol on the tourist merchandise is not a kangaroo at all, but a very old, medieval looking bridge. Go figure. I'm sure there are kangaroos, but the only place I've seen them so far is in the park by the local club.
The rain clouds followed us back over the hill and we're now settling in for a cool night. I've finished another magazine (yep I bought all my unread mags with me cause I figure I can throw them out once I'm done, making more room in my suitcase for things like new hats), and Mum's making a smoked chicked and leak pie. Mmmmm pie. . . . . Not in a tin shell this time. Second pie of the day, but I'm on holiday and it doesn't count!
05 June 2011
Here I am again
Well, here I am . . . again. Australia.
I'm so glad I decided to book a short holiday for the beginning of the winter before I hit the 'I really need a holiday' mode. Because, last week, leading up to this break away I was tired, irritable and over it. Perhaps it was the need for a holiday, or the knowing that a holiday was on the way?
Anyway, I'm here in Australia again to visit Mum and the new family she has over here. Things are much the same as I left them in March, except that Mum now has her things here making it seem more like her home too, and it's colder, meaning I have all my warmer clothes, which the wee girls love because they now have a different set of clothes to try on. Yep, they love to play dress ups in my clothes. I decided it's cute, not depressing, that Jackie (4yrs) puts on my t-shirt and she calls it a dress because it hangs very loosely and down to her knees.
Last night we went for a walk down to the beach. The black clouds looked rather ominous, but there were dolphins in the water just 50 metres out and it was almost majestic.
Of course I was on the early flight over so by 7.30 I was done for. After a few rounds of 'tea parties' and story books it was bed time for me and the little girls.
Today we were up early to have breakie and Jackie insisted on being my hairdresser. I had my hair cut with imaginery scissors, coloured green with imaginery hair colour, and a large assortment of hair clips put in so I was very beautiful.
Now don't shoot me but the girls and I made cupcakes with the prepackaged cake mix stuff. Before you scoff, it's so quick that it holds their attention, it's very easy to supervise and allow them to do all the work and they taste great. I'm a fan.
The 40 lorakeets have grown in numbers, with a handful of regular baby rozellas. They seem to have no fear anymore and swoop down for a feeding when you appear at the door. Some a so brave as to come right up to the door.
We went to see if we could see the whales passing by the Crookhaven heads, but to no avail. I did manage to get some wicked pics of the waves breaking over the rocks tho.
Mum's belongings arrived in massive boxes, which the girls adored playing in outside. Jackie loved to hide inside and jump out. She was a "Jackie in the box". After a wee tiff with her sister Jessie curled up inside one for a snooze, or so I thought. She managed to hear very clearly when we started the bonfire and toast some marshmellows.
I'm here for a week. A week to relax, be away from home, and to see my Mummy. I'll be back soon enough and hopefully more prepared to face a cold Wellington winter. Of course with my wee nephew arriving next month, I'm sure the winter won't matter at all.
I'm so glad I decided to book a short holiday for the beginning of the winter before I hit the 'I really need a holiday' mode. Because, last week, leading up to this break away I was tired, irritable and over it. Perhaps it was the need for a holiday, or the knowing that a holiday was on the way?
Anyway, I'm here in Australia again to visit Mum and the new family she has over here. Things are much the same as I left them in March, except that Mum now has her things here making it seem more like her home too, and it's colder, meaning I have all my warmer clothes, which the wee girls love because they now have a different set of clothes to try on. Yep, they love to play dress ups in my clothes. I decided it's cute, not depressing, that Jackie (4yrs) puts on my t-shirt and she calls it a dress because it hangs very loosely and down to her knees.
Last night we went for a walk down to the beach. The black clouds looked rather ominous, but there were dolphins in the water just 50 metres out and it was almost majestic.
Of course I was on the early flight over so by 7.30 I was done for. After a few rounds of 'tea parties' and story books it was bed time for me and the little girls.
Today we were up early to have breakie and Jackie insisted on being my hairdresser. I had my hair cut with imaginery scissors, coloured green with imaginery hair colour, and a large assortment of hair clips put in so I was very beautiful.
Now don't shoot me but the girls and I made cupcakes with the prepackaged cake mix stuff. Before you scoff, it's so quick that it holds their attention, it's very easy to supervise and allow them to do all the work and they taste great. I'm a fan.
The 40 lorakeets have grown in numbers, with a handful of regular baby rozellas. They seem to have no fear anymore and swoop down for a feeding when you appear at the door. Some a so brave as to come right up to the door.
We went to see if we could see the whales passing by the Crookhaven heads, but to no avail. I did manage to get some wicked pics of the waves breaking over the rocks tho.
Mum's belongings arrived in massive boxes, which the girls adored playing in outside. Jackie loved to hide inside and jump out. She was a "Jackie in the box". After a wee tiff with her sister Jessie curled up inside one for a snooze, or so I thought. She managed to hear very clearly when we started the bonfire and toast some marshmellows.
I'm here for a week. A week to relax, be away from home, and to see my Mummy. I'll be back soon enough and hopefully more prepared to face a cold Wellington winter. Of course with my wee nephew arriving next month, I'm sure the winter won't matter at all.
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