Had a rad weekend! The Moops (haha Seinfeld joke) came to stay with their 2 little angels. Love those kids... but as with any visit where children are involved, Micko and I really embrace the silence factor once they've left. Monty is Micko's biggest fan... so the soundscape is constantly filled with high pitched squeals of 'Micko! Micko! Guess What? Guess What?' and 'Mick-ooh!' and 'Excuse me Micko...' (the boy has manners!) As usual it was fab to spend some time with one of my favourite families.
It's been wet and rainy here for the past week... still disgustingly warm and humid. Saturday morning was no different, Krabes and I decided to head to Coffs (with the Angels) for a spot of shopping. On the way, we noticed Valla Beach Markets were on so we pulled in for a quick squiz.
It was pretty quiet (due to the rain) but I stumbled across the W.I.R.E.S tent (or Wildlife Information Rescue Education Service). Now, I 've been wanting to do some volunteer work forever... one of those 'good intentions' that forever seem to be on the back burner. I finally bit the bullet and signed up!
So, I'll be doing their Rescue and Immediate Care Course in a few weeks... then I'll start volunteering. All they ask is that you man the phones once a month (and it's diverted to your number so you don't have to go sit in an office all day). In addition, you can become a wildlife carer or rescuer (obviously a lot more work than answering a phone for a day a month). I'm soooo excited - partly about learning new skills but also about finally giving something back.
Born in the late 70s during the depths of a harsh Melbourne winter, in her mid 20s, Karls migrated to a much warmer climate - then back to the cooler climate and once again to a warmer climate. With all this to-ing and fro-ing, she's discovered that home is where the heart is... in her case, anywhere that serves ice cold beer.