This Saturday I'm grateful for......

This Saturday I am grateful for getting a night out with The Coach. In case you didn't know, my mother-in-law is visiting at the moment, and she has kindly offered to babysit......BABYSIT.....we never have anyone offer to babysit, this may be due in large part to the fact that ALL our family lives in Victoria, but hey, it's only a two hour plane trip people.

Anyway, I'm rather buzzy with anticipation, not only are we heading out for dinner, we are venturing...wait for it...OFF MOUNTAIN. Woo to the Hoo Peeps. We are going to drive down the long road lined with palm trees, down to greet the sea breeze, and for a few hours, we can pretend we are on holidays, just like everyone else. Call it a mini-holiday if you will (with an emphasis on the word 'mini').

Yes, today I am grateful for the little things, but sometimes it is the little things that make a really big difference.

Load up the mules Coach.

Saturday was a big day in the Waffler house. We were heading OM (that's Off Mountain for all you city slickers) yessiree, grand plans indeed. We loaded up the pack mules, filled our pockets with brightly coloured pebbles (lest we lose our way home. Think of all the drama it would have saved if Hansel and Gretel had the forethought to grab pebbles instead of breadcrumbs) and ensured that our back packs were filled with trail mix, chocolate and salted beef. Yes, we were ready and nothing was going to stand in our way.

Down we went, taking our time so as to avoid burst eardrums (yup, that pressure can get you, mark my words) and shedding layers of clothing as we dipped below the clouds and re-entered civilisation and *insert dramatic music* suburbia.

Were we dazzled by all the music and bright lights ? You be the judge.