G'day, folks.
Sharon/WO, my fingers are crossed for the football match. You never know how it works out.
G'day, folks.
What a day! I waited and waited in the morning, for the shops to open - then I rang the regional centre I'd been told about, to see if they had THE pair of shoes I was after.
Nope. They never had been sent any. But...
they gave me the phone number of the sister store in the city, the computer was up and they said they had seven pairs of the model I was after.
So I rang the city store, confirmed they had the shoes, then set wheels in motion. I grabbed difficult child 3, tried to enlist a few other people to come with me (mother in law, easy child 2/difficult child 2, therapist) but nobody else could. So we drove into the city centre ourselves, looking for parking. difficult child 3 rarely gets to the city (other than study days at his correspondence school) so was disoriented. I had to work hard to convince him that I don't get lost in Sydney - I know it too well.
We found a parking spot, we had a fair way to walk but all the way I showed difficult child 3 the important landmarks, the historic buildings and the clues to help him navigate his way around. It was funny - the store we needed was in Pitt St which difficult child 3 worried was too difficult to find, he thought it must have been an insignificant street. But it's THE main street. Pitt St is to Sydney what Fifth Avenue is to New York.
I got to the store, I bought the shoes. They had two pairs left, both the same size. And joy of joys! Half price!
difficult child 3 had seen a computer game store as we had driven in, he wanted to get to it. He had all his money with him that he has earned over the last few months, and had his heart set on a particular game. Just about everybody wanted $70 for it which he wasn't prepared to pay. As we made our way, he checked out store after store, one of them recommending difficult child 3 go to a certain store close to where we live which was having a sale, the game was going for $45!
We got to the store difficult child 3 had seen on our way in. My feet were very tired by this time (still wearing my comfortable sandals). difficult child 3 talked to them, asked if they would price-match and haggled them down to $45 from $70!
So we headed back to our car - I had saved $70, difficult child 3 had saved $25. And I have bought my first pair of high heels for years, and the highest heels I've ever worn - 5"!
Amazingly, they are comfortable. I had to extend my adjustable crutches to their last notch, but they look good. At last I have my shoes to wear to the wedding. Probably the same shoes for all three weddings.
We got home just in time to put dinner on, I had invited mother in law to dinner so I could test out a couple of recipes on her. Tonight we had roast chicken with roast potatoes, roast carrots and roast celeriac plus steamed peas, and steamed asparagus with bearnaise sauce. Dessert - my current recipe being tested, chocolate pots in demi-tasse cups. I'm still trying to get it right.
mother in law is watching King Kong on TV with husband right now, I'll go and make coffee in a few minutes. I'm using the coffee grounds in the garden as snail bait.
Tomorrow we're going back into the city - there is a special kids' day at Sydney Uni, with an organ recital in Great Hall. easy child 2/difficult child 2 was considering coming too because Great Hall is one place she was considering having her wedding. As well as the organ recital, the kids get a chance to get hands-on with the organ and also to see the university's carillon. It's a lovely thing - I've never seen it but I have heard it many times. There is something marvellous about walking in the gardens around the old sandstone neo-Gothic buildings at lunchtime, hearing the carillon being played and the sound of the bells in harmony ringing through the corridors. It's magic.
So I really hope easy child 2/difficult child 2 is awake enough to come with us, after her night at the Irish pub.
Our weekends are usually quiet at home, enjoying the wilderness. This weekend we're doing the opposite.
Marg