Tuesday, 24 April 2007

Hmmm yes.... holidays....

I seem to have forgotten to relate to you my holiday at Avoca Beach.... Thanks Anchell for reminding me....





Monday 16th April - It was Egans 7th Birthday, so we got up and opened presents then busied ourselves with packing. By the time we had packed up and stuffed everything into the car it was about 11am. We had to swing by and pick up Stacie, Airlie's bestie who was coming along to keep her company. Then Hi Ho, Hi Ho, its off we all go..... Down the free way happily til an anxiety attack set in (please see previous post). All was good once we hit the Gosford exit and we followed the mud map hubby drew for me. I didn't even get lost once!!!




We had booked a cabin at The Palms at Avoca. Sounds lovely eh, it was indeed very lovely. Nice cabin.... but small....







like a sardine can at times....




We went shopping for supplies, this is good. We got back and decided to have hamburgers and chips for tea, save our money to go out to the club for tea the next night. We drove down to the hamburger shop and ordered 3 x chicken burgers, a egg and bacon roll, 2 scallops and a bag of chips. That will be $38.60. HOLY CRAP!!! I nearly choked. I briefly considered telling her to shove it where the sun don't shine but then couldn't cope with the conflict and paid the almost forty bucks for about ten bucks worth of food and proceeded to wait half an hour for the privilege. Hmmmmmm





Monday night Brad came down after work and we watched a DVD and slept a good nights sleep.






Tuesday we headed off to Erina Fair for a little wander around. That place is HUGE peoples!!! I think it is on about 10 acres!! The teenagers were happy, wandering around spending their spending money on ridiculous supre t shirts. Small boys do not enjoy huge shopping complexes unless there is a chocolate ice cream cone stuck in their gobs. continually. Took us a while to figure that one out.





When we came home we ventured forth to the resident luxury swimming pool and spa. Lovely. Lots of palms (as the name suggests). Very pretty and relaxing.





if you look closely you can see four little jets of water shooting out from theside of the pool, they are making out they are peeing. Ha ha..... ha ha....






We went to the local bowling club for tea and had a lovely time til kira pinched airlies last calamari ring off her fork and ate it. kinda turned to shit after that. I hope that when they grow up they will like each other.







Wednesday we headed off to The Entrance to spend the day and be abused and sworn at by a random bunch of wayward youth. My girls were disgusted. I pointed out that i hear the same language coming from their own lip glossed mouths on occasion. We walked and shopped and chased seagulls for quite a while, resisting the urge to drown any of my children (or anyone elses) in the handy lake. We stopped for a game of Mini Putt Golf and i totally flogged all their butts..... oh well, everyone has to be good at something eh....







We shopped on the way home and Airlie and Stace cooked tea for us - chicken burgers and chips. YAY. I read a book. I found the book 'Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants' in my daughters bookcase when i was cleaning out some stuff and as i really enjoyed the movie, thought i would take it down to read. It is really good. Kinda juvenile and not what i usually read, but it was good. Filled a few hours anyway.


Left to Right - Egan (7), Kira (12), Stacie (14 - not mine) and Airlie (14) - don't they look sweet!!

Thursday morning saw us madly packing and cleaning to get out of there by 10am. We managed and headed home by the coast road, swansea etc. Much prettier and no anxiety attacks. Much goodest.



Have deliberately not filled in the blanks about insanely annoying little boys that tried to fulfill their life's mission of driving everyone mad by irritating the living shit out of them. Nor me having a psycho attack after being driven totally spare by constant arguing and bickering when we were at the cabin. My children cannot speak a civil word to each other when they are within metres of each other, which we were, due to the fact that there were no other children at the park, and we couldn't be out doing stuff 24/7. Cabin fever. I don't think i will be doing that again in a hurry. Sorry.... don't mean to be negative but a lot of the time it was pretty horrible. This is VERY SAD. I wish i could lie and say my children are darlings, they are hard work, they drive me to tears lots. I did this holiday thing for them. To make them happy. They were excited. this made me happy. ........................................ hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm sorry...... the myth is shattered..... pft - there never was a myth


ungrateful little buggers.



Never mind... we are back now - the cabin is much larger and there are kids in the street to play with. I think if we had of stayed at home and let them play with the street kids then we would have had a much happier week..... and i missed you guys!!! I had serious computer withdrawals.



3 comments:

Anchell said...

Ah yes...this is why I sent mine home in the middle of our hat head experience...bloody snotbags the lot of them really....at least you tried...next time, dont take em!

rainbowspirit said...

good idea....

snotbags... yep

oh well

Cyndy said...

Little snotbags, certainly, Jen. I would bet my last dollar that it would be a pretty stupid individual to harrass one of your kids in the presence of thier siblings. Usually, the only people who are allowed to pick on their brother or sister is them. My kids always fight, but Beloved and I felt good one afternoon when we arrived home to be greeted by the elder children at the front door, very indignant that another child had dared to pick on their little brother...... btw, they saved him from the nasty bully (who they had chased up a tree). Even now, GG thinks it her job, on the occassions that she is home to constantly advise Rhys to "shut up" and/or "Go away"!!!
And Jen....we missed you too.
I fully support your Goddess theory.. ;0)