I met Monte when he was 16. I was 15. We were rowing at our private schools (eyeroll, so stereotypical) and we met at a Head of the River after party. He didn’t want my phone number, he said we’d see each other at the Nationals in QLD the following weekend. He ended up chasing […]
I think I promised to write about the bunnies, but as I look through the camera roll on my phone, I can’t find any photos of them. Instead, I can see lots of photos of our new kitten, Jade. I had been thinking of getting another cat for quite a while. I’ve been missing Naigee, […]
Well, it’s valentines day so this is kind of a good topic for today. We don’t usually recognise valentines day, monte and I, but today monte came home from teaching a class and gave me some flowers and chocolate! I know! And we opened a cold bottle of champagne and had a few champers together […]
The earliest photo I have of us together, National rowing championships, Queensland, April 1993 (I pinched this photo from a display in my school hall when I was in grade 11!) us, now, 19 years later If somebody told me that in 6-and-a-half years our Georgia would be meeting the boy she would marry, I […]
Monte got a tear in his jeans. He asked me to mend them. I was only happy to oblige. It’s a fairly big tear, about 7cm. I ironed some double sided interfacing onto the wrong side of a pretty floral patch of fabric. Then I peeled off the backing paper and ironed the patch onto […]
I love seeing monte dote on his children. This image is so beautiful. There’s something very attractive about a man going wobbly over a little baby, especially his own baby girl. I went out to dinner with some girlfriends last night. We drove into the city, ate a delicious meal and then drove home late […]
Monte, working at the Brines’ property on National Tree Day I found this photo of Monte at our friends’ blog. I wanted to put it on my blog because it shows what a farmboy Monte has become, and I think he looks drop dead gorgeous. Unfortunately he has recently lost those long locks, however.