My daughter woke one morning, before our trip up north and announced, Ohh oh, something wrong with my nose. And her dad came to her rescue saying, “there’s nothing wrong in your nose, n fact you haven’t had any”.

That’s a joke my hubby always says to his children as he is so thankful the kids didn’t get his knows. Well, its not too prominent but he is just so pleased my children were endowed with dainty nose, except that its noisy (otherwise means, could be runny or stuffy in winter, but hey, everyone gets it)

Unlike that other Sarah I mentioned in other article, now that she got boob job, eyebrow job, she is still considering a nose job in Christmas, why not… She’s here in WA but otherwise, I would recommend Chicago Rhinoplasty .

Credit company’s come handy when all of the sudden they send you a letter asking to fill up that form and send it back to them, provided you are more than 18 years of age and earns at least $15,000. In my case, I seemed to have established quiet a good credit history (thanks to now a mortgage-free house that use to be morgaged to a local bank). Yes, they do come handy but not all the time. after exhausting all the credit limit, they refuse to give credit limit increase hust as when you need it most.

When you’re in uttermost need of funding, it seems a hurdle where to source it from. I wonder if San Diego mortgage Brokers could help.

Some of you maight lnow what I am into at this moment. Planning a tropical trip… Hmmmmn

In one of our off road trip to a famous National park of Western Oz, we happen to bumped into a couple who were obviously Europeans. They came behind our car who was stopped by a flooded part of the road. The dearest hubby is driving our rental car was a bit concerned and so he got out to figure out the depth of the flood and if its safe to drive to the other end.
There were few more four wheel drive vehicles who stopped and wondering what was the delay all about, whats the fuss.. well, ours is not a four wheel drive at all, same as the couples’s car.

Anyway, the Hubby gave it a go and he made it, then the car behind us follwed. The couple had this German accent. He reminded me of an expat friend back in Davao. He was very chatty to my hubby. I look up to him from our car and noticed (and my kids noticed too) he’s not realy looking in Hubby’s direction, oooopss… Needed an eye surgery! What a nice looking bloke except for his crossed eyes. But it can be fixed. A visit to Chicago Plastic Surgeonwill fixed it.

The journey lead us to a gorgeous look out of the gorge, and walking on the way to the look out, guess who we’ve found smiling back at us? That man, he said thank you. Well, My hubby made things easier for him to traversed the flooded road.

This time, I took a good look to his eye, and concluded that its not really that bad. He seems happy and ready to take more adventures.

One of the mums at school, a hippie happy go lucky one, seemed to be attracted with tatoos of any design. She was born to a Macedonian mother and a Burmese father, (both her parents were immigrants to down Under) but she Ash was born here.

One day her daughter ask if my Mel would like to come over, so soon after schhol, of they go to Nik’s place, I bet, my girl hasn’t seen a colorful house as they have, a collection of all sorts of things, but what she was interested most was the fake tatoo they engaged in for 2 hours. and since then, Mel always make sure she gets different tattoo designs of those wash me down tattoos from the $2 dollar shop. That’s my daughter’s retail therapy..Oops, she doesn’t know that word yet.

I recently came back from our camping and snorkelling trip during the last two weeks of school holidays, but I can’t help but recall that for the three days stay at Coral Bay, colorfull beach babes in their bikinis, have been strolling all around the place. For a moment I thought t myself, why I didn’t do my sit ups religiously and my stretches. Not only that, my once upon a time bounty bossoms (thanks to breastfeeding) have now gone back to its normal state of being… that is… Not MUCH in there. It was daunting for a while to see myself in my own pair of bathers, unable to set my own standards higher.

So the day move on and decided I won’t let my eyes prey on my fellow holiday makers in the beach. The day after we got back to our much wanted home in Freo, my close friend Tita
came over for lunch and and during my initial account how colorful and lively and curvy the beach experience was, she gave me a dash of goss about someone (well, our fellow mate Sarah from down south, who just just came back from our own native land to have a boob job done. The thing is, as Tita said, she’s not quiet happy with it still.

Could be psychological, emotional or many other things, but take a look at celebrity plastic surgery, the world knows that there are lucky happy camper with their new investments and there are those not so happy and lucky with their own purchases.