Holiday Weekend- Bits and Pieces

"Ok Minnie, we're going home!"

She looks at me with big dopey eyes and then when she thinks I'm not looking, she runs off and hides.

She doesn't hide particularly well. Crazy dog didn't realise I was joking.

So we made our way up to the Blue Mountains- our annual retreat.

The room at Lillianfelds. Seriously how pretty is that? Why can't more hotel rooms be like that?? *Rages.

My cousin J started stacking up chips for a poker game, and then Apple here climbed up on the table and started knocking them over. I'm an incredibly lousy aunty because all I could do was burst into giggles as he demolished the stacks Godzilla style. Finally Matty looked at me shook his head and said "Why do I have to be the bad uncle?" and lifted Apple away. [Also all those years at the casino have served me something because my playing? not so bad]


It was incredibly foggy and creepy as we were driving back and I mentioned to my parents my fear of ghosts. And my stepdad said braggingly "I commune with ghosts and I talk to them all the time". My mum and I just rolled our eyes and then I leaned forward to take a picture of the fog. My stepdad shrieked and swerved the car and yelled "What the hell was that? What was that red light?! Was that a demon ghost car behind me???*" [*rough translation]

Me: .... That was my flash.
Mum: She just took a picture.
Stepdad: [Bewildered] Not a demon ghost car?
Me: My flash.
Mum: ... Your ghost talking is really not very good.
Me: You just got freaked out by my camera
Stepdad: You scared the holy shit out of me. Don't do that again!

Demon ghost cars.... seriously. The heck.