Finding The Happy

Looking for joy in all the right places


28 November 2014

Clumsy Mumsy

Slipped on a patch of something at the food court in Canberra Centre this evening, felt myself falling backwards, overcompensated and fell forwards instead, braced myself with right wrist, landed heavily on my knees.

Entire food court (comprising, perhaps, of 5 people by that late hour), went completely silent in horror, before breaking into a chorus of “OMIGOODNESS ARE YOU ALRIGHT???!!! ARE YOU HURT??!!!”

To which my honest answer was, “Only my knees… and my pride.” Cue sheepish grin.

I think everyone was slightly more traumatised than I was. It must have been like watching an Oliphaunt keel over in slow motion.

I love that my friend had a death grip on my left arm, that I was offered a drink of water, that a seat was brought to me, that a woman was quick to tell me how, when she was pregnant, she had run into a glass door.

Nothing like solidarity to cheer the spirit and soothe bruised knees and ego.

Baking Anzac biscuits with Nanna

Enjoying some quality time with Nanna before she returns home tomorrow.


Arddun mixing flour



Arddun scooping biscuit mix into tray
Scooping biscuit batter into tray
Covering ears before baking paper is torn
The ripping of baking paper sure can get loud
Grinning at camera while baking with Nanna
Baking with Nanna is heaps fun!

Nanna and Arddun posing for camera in mid-bake

Golden and perfect Anzac biscuits
Golden and perfect Anzac biscuits
First bite into Anzac biscuit
First bite into Anzac biscuit. (At least two others were consumed in quick succession thereafter!)
Looking guilty while eating biscuits
A shared guilty pleasure

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