Why are all these girls looking for dragons? Because it has been SO LONG, so very, very long……. We have waited, and waited, and now, finally, I am able to report that DRAGONS HAVE BEEN FOUND. Dragons – a modern, feisty, intelligent girl’s best friend.
We were lucky to be invited to a top-secret pre-return dragon training session today, were my own little Astrid wannabe was put through her paces in preparation for the dragons imminent return. A session at the Viking Training Academy, where Gobber himself gave her the nod – she is READY, dragon rider certification is hers.
Now all we need is a dragon – WHERE ARE THOSE PESKY DRAGONS????????
Dragons Day is this Wednesday, 12 November 2014, and on this day, the Dragons return. Watch this site for more information.
In the meantime – here is the story of our last dragon encounter! Here be dragons
Anyone with a dinosaur obsessed child knows one thing…. the quickest way to their hearts is to find an experience that makes them think they are Indiana Jones on a quest. The biggest problem – here in Oz, dino adventures are pretty limited. We do the natural museums once a month or so, we visited the National Dinosaur Museum in Canberra, we saw Walking with Dinosaurs (the movie and the live show), both on multiple occasions! There is also the holy grail experience – a visit to Winton, home of the Aussie dinosaurs such as Kronosaurus and Muttaburrasaurus, and Lark Quarry Trackways: the original dino highway downunder! You can even play paleontologist up there – but sadly for young dino hunters, you have to be 18 to dig.
A chance to dig puts a sparkle in our dino explorer’s eye, so when we found an activity to dig for something precious on our Gold Coast holiday, we signed up immediately. Off we went to Thunderbird Park – about 30 minutes up in the mountain hinterland behind the Gold Coast near Mount Tamborine. There’s plenty of activities for all the family in the area, antique stores, gourmet ice cream and Devonshire teas, micro breweries, glow worm caves and nature walks. And of course, Thunderbird Park! Here you can have all sorts of fun, adventure activities like high ropes and laser tag, bird watching, and the piece de resistance…. THUNDER EGG FOSSICKING.
Digging up the past. Gold and diamonds rolled into one for a junior paleontologist! A chance to carve the earth in search of treasure. Glory, glory, hallelujah. We went, we listened to the safety talk. We got kitted up (enclosed shoes are a must in case you drop a hard-won nugget of historical delight), and then off we went, up hill and over dale (well, over the gully, through the bush and up the side of the rocky outcrop). Past the most ginormous thunderegg you have ever seen (it’s too big to move)…the inspiration to find our own, smaller precious piece. And so began the great search, digging for round blobs of ancient history.
Thunder eggs are hollow bubbles created when minerals crystallize around a steam bubble in cooling lava. The cooling causes minute cracks to occur, allowing silica-rich minerals to get inside, filling them with quartz, agate, amethyst, jasper and opalite. On the outside they look like boring round rocks. But on the inside is pure beauty. And to a dino hunter, a crystal egg from when dinosaurs roamed is almost like touching a T-Rex.
We fossicked for around 90 minutes, half filling our buckets with work that whilst not chain-gang back-breaking, did allow us to eat a calorie-laden lunch without a second thought! Once back at the site office we waited with bated breath whilst the weird rocks we toiled for were picked over…. our hit rate: around 50% were thunder eggs. Not bad at all! We chose a couple to be cut (a separate cost) and again had the excited wait to see what our eggs contained. We were not disappointed – pretty pinks, maroons and blues were soon glittering before us. Our Indiana Jones Junior was in ecstasy!
You can stay at Thunderbird Park if you would like to take more advantage of the facilities, or like us, meander back through the winding bush roads to Mount Tamborine for a heavenly Dutch lunch at the Dutch Cafe. Try on some wooden clogs if you like! BTW – for any aspiring rally drivers out there – the drive will be your own adventure into happiness!
PS – we just found out you can fossick for dino poop in the US – we are SO going to do that!
Author note – this is a free account of an experience from our annual holiday and is not sponsored in any way. Sharing experiences enriches all!
My daughter is hyper excited about an upcoming Frozen Party. We have shopped, ordered online, compared jewellery and princess slippers, and then atlast we came to the hair. Such an important part! The tiara will not work with just any old plait – we need a FROZEN plait!
Off we went to the local art and craft supplies shop (Lincraft in our case), and there we agonised over colours and textures. We settled on 2 balls of super cool textured wool – called “big wool”. It varies in width to add gorgeous texture and had great hair colours, including one ball of mixed yarn in true beige, blonde and ice blues – perfect for the ice queen! We bought:
1 aqua blue glitter
1 silver white glitter glue (or nail polish)
1m bright aqua ribbon
To make the plait:
1. Make loops of the wool about 1.2 times as long as the plait will be. Keep looping until you use up the ball of wool.
2. Loop a 15cm piece of wool through loops at one end, tie in a bow (so you can add in the other ball afterwards).
3. Repeat with other ball and open the bow.
4. Add the loops to the others and mix in together if you have 2 colours.
5. Re-tie the bow loosely so you can push some hair through.
6. Cut the loops at the other end.
7. Attach the tied end to a handle or have the Elsa princess hold it.
8. Sort the strands so the colour coverage is even and loosely plait until 10cm form end.
9. Use a piece of wool to tie a know around the plait and hold firm.
10. Add the glitter nailpolish then spinkle aqua glitter very lightly over top.
11. Add the aqua ribbon to the the plait to finish.
- Tie 30cm piece of ribbon over wool tie
- Pinch rest of ribbon around 8cm in. Twist and hold with fore finger and thumb.
- Loop around a bow around 8cm long and twist back to middle – hold as above.
- Repeat for bottom loop, then one more each up and down from midpoint.
- Hold the bows securely!
- Move to plait and hold at midpoint whilst someone ties the flat ribbon tightly over top in a knot.
- Trim ribbon ends into diagonal cuts.
To add to hair separate into 3 parts and wrap one through and around plait. Plait into other 2 pieces of hair and secure with a band.
They say a change is as good as a holiday – so I had a haircut and in my daughter’s words: paint over.
I am trying to regain lost youth by going hairstyle trendy! Well, not too overboard, I am a middle-aged mother with a need for a certain amount of decorum (Janice Dickinson and Madonna – TAKE NOTE), so it was more about colour than cut. Purple hair is the colour de jour apparently, so I threw natural tones to the wind, and the paint over began. The result – hmmmmmm – purple tulip for spring???????? Close!
So – the spring floral arrangement is complete (thanks Rubette Hairdressing), the cashola handed over, and now I need to look after this coiffed work of art. Purple fades, and FAST apparently. So I will go from purple princess to faded faux pas in a week, unless I have a knight on shining armour to save me.
I have had this same problem before – no knights clanking around this locale in their mummy’s silverware, so I have turned to Eugene, a French chemistry whizz. He doesn’t have a horse, let alone mama’s crockery, in fact, he doesn’t clank around at all, as he was born in 1881, but he did found L’Oreal Paris.
L’Oreal may just have my shining armour… I just have to wear it myself. That’s cool – I am modern woman, faster than a speeding Jamie Oliver, more powerful than Julia Gillard at full moan, able to clear tall mounds of washing in a single day! Got a bit side tracked in feminism there…. Back to the topic! L’Oreal has a new range of shampoos and conditioners that I am going to give a go. They are meant to be super fade resistant, so I can keep up the purple pretense for longer! Woo hoo! Called EverPure (like me), they don’t have the strippers (chemical, no sniggering) of other shampoos.
I should end up looking like a trendy 20-year-old……. from the forehead up. I will let you know how it all goes and if my purple passion fades away to old lady rinse (I had not considered that may happen when I made these choices yesterday..hmmmmm).
Time to go immerse myself – or should I be saying preserve myself??????????
Hmmmmmmm – seems I was feeling a little dramatic and woeful last night. Eat your heart out Van Gogh! Luckily I still have both ears and my nose – phew!
But it reminded me I loved writing my blog. Sadly, I havent written here for a long time. I had a master plan back then – witty writing to start a name, to start a biz. Didnt work. Bugger. Ah well. Life moves on, ideas change. Work and family take over – the life of a full time working mum! Not complaining…. just moving my rear into gear.
I figure I will just write for the pleasure, when and how I feel, rather than to a timetable and ulterior motive. Who knows what it will result in? All I can guarantee is that it will be ME.
I am an Aussie, living in Sydney. We have a national election in 2 weeks. The campaigns we are exposed to at the moment are like being punished for breathing. “I promise – no negativity….but here are all the bad things the OTHERS have done”……. grrrrrrrrr. Shhhhh. Stop talking. Dont tell my why not to votes for others – why should I vote for YOU?
We need a new way of electing our leaders, something that will sort out who can truly lead us…….. I want to throw a great white shark into Seaworld‘s largest tank, then pop in the pollies. Those whom last longest gets to lead. Or perhaps Political Masterchef…. slice and dice, roast and boast. Serve it up every night until only one is left standing. How about Big Governor General? Quentin locks the pollies in Parliament house with 24 hour camera coverage, and every week they have to nominate one another and perform ridiculous tasks like making laws and managing budgets. At the end of each week we, the long suffering public, get to vote a pollie out until we have one left – the new Prime Minister! Oh hang on – that’s a GREAT idea. Quick, what is Channel 9‘s number, I am going to pitch that idea.
Speaking of ideas I am working on an App at the moment – aimed at scaring teenagers with a ghost theme…… sound interesting????? Let me know, spur me on and I will keep you up to date with it. Send me scary ideas (aimed at teenagers keep it decent) and if I use them I will include you in the credits.
Life is funny isnt it. You start out at something. You have thoughts and expectations. You jump in, full of passion and hopes. You do your best, try hard. Get back up when the knocks and bumps come along. Then one day you step back and wonder why the hell you are continuing to persevere at something which is causing you so much grief. The hopes and dreams have disappeared and now you realise were most likely never going to be actualised because your initial assumptions were wrong. So now you are at the point of decision. Throw in the towel and get your life back, or keep trying to make it work. Scary little precipice on which I stand. Consequences for both sides are unpleasant, on one side for me, on the other, for those around me, but we all need happiness, even me. The mum who sacrifices all lives life as a shadow. Which way do I lean……..
A blast from the past for your amusement….