<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869</id><updated>2011-08-02T06:12:31.472+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The void that is my brain!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-5153593155441244576</id><published>2009-09-29T14:21:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:31:33.740+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis been awhile!</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't blogged for ages and thought it was about time that I did! So much has happened since the last time I blogged. Hamish has turned 1 for starters! &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SsHRSGOYCqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Szg73N2HVhY/s200/IMG_6347.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386816738150582946" /&gt;Isn't that strange! I've had a little trip to my sisters place on the central coast &amp;amp; introduced Hamish to the beach, Chris &amp;amp; I have been involved in the &lt;a href="http://wpcc.org.au/"&gt;Western Plains Christian Convention&lt;/a&gt; and Chris was also the comic MC at &lt;a href="http://wpcc.org.au/Western_Plains_Christian_Convention_inc/youth.html"&gt;Youth Convention&lt;/a&gt;.We've endured dust storms and little to no rain which is sad for my folks &amp;amp; bro as their crops are starting to suffer because of it!&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SsHPmTCEwgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2_fuUqywrO8/s200/IMG_6651.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386814886162776578" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in all things we rejoice...the fun, the sad, the scarey and the norm because everyday God seems to pick us up and carry u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;s through all the we face whether we deserve it or not...amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-5153593155441244576?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5153593155441244576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=5153593155441244576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/5153593155441244576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/5153593155441244576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2009/09/tis-been-http1bpblogspotcomqnyulca5csqs.html' title='Tis been awhile!'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SsHRSGOYCqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Szg73N2HVhY/s72-c/IMG_6347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-1041347336764500998</id><published>2009-03-05T14:34:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:46:40.745+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Well, today is the day after...it's the day after somebodies life has been changed forever. It's the day after bad news brought great sadness. It's the day after a wife became a widow and children will grow up without a father.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, one of my dear friends rang me to tell me her husbands brother-in-law had passed away after a workplace accident. He was a much loved husband and father to 3 children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a time of such great sadness, it's easy for one to wonder why, to get angry and to fear the faith that normally binds so tight. Yet, at the same time, that same faith brings peace, strength and hope. It's strange how you can be torn between so many emotions all at once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In talking to family, one thing rang true...we were all reminded that life is unpredictable and short. Life is not something that can be taken for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can rejoice in this mans life but we mainly rejoice because he knew that Jesus was his saviour and that he is now with him in heaven where there is no pain and suffering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world continues even when one life does not...as a Christian, I am even more inspired now to have people realise that the faith that I have is real and the God that I live for is someone who cares and wants to know them and the Jesus who has saved me knows our every pain, tear and heartache because he experienced it and wants to take us in his arms and carry us through this life that has so many thorns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't take life for granted, don't reject the notion that God is loving and don't say no to God without getting to know him first...our time here on earth could end at any minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-1041347336764500998?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1041347336764500998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=1041347336764500998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1041347336764500998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1041347336764500998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2009/03/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-1480248670417917251</id><published>2009-01-09T17:58:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:01:29.049+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fried rice &amp; all things nice</title><content type='html'>So, I just got off the phone from one of the local eating establishments here in Dubbo...it's of asian decent as was the person I spoke to.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I placed my order, they told me my order number. I asked "How much will that be"...answer = number 35 (my order number), I replied with "no, how much will it cost"...answer = 10 minute, I replied with "no, how many dollars, how much will it cost"...answer = oh $38.60.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was such an easy question...obviously this person arrived prior to the English speaking test!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-1480248670417917251?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1480248670417917251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=1480248670417917251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1480248670417917251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1480248670417917251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2009/01/fried-rice-all-things-nice.html' title='Fried rice &amp; all things nice'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-1501622823914048003</id><published>2008-12-17T10:00:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:09:12.594+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas lead up part 2...on a happier note</title><content type='html'>Well, it's only 1 week till Christmas (surprisingly!) and things are really rolling now! I'm excited, a little busy and even a tad unorganised...but excited none the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's exciting me about Christmas??? Well, it's not just the fact that I've been able to buy those that I love presents that I believe they will enjoy, and it's not just that I have a beautiful Christmas tree set up, or even that I have lights decorating my the outside of my house.  It's not just the fact that I have had a chance to make a bunch of pretty Christmas cards or spend time with people I'm getting to know at various Christmas parties, and it's not just the carols that are playing everywhere. It's also not just the fact that this saturday night I get to sing Christmas carols with a couple of hundred people or so and see fireworks or the possibility of playing Mary in the nativity scene with Chris &amp;amp; Hamish on Tuesday night out the front of church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; exciting me about Christmas...the fact that I'm being reminded about the true gift of Christmas. I was thinking about this yesterday. People say that the true gift of Christmas, that is, the reason for the season, is Jesus being born and just leave it there but I came to realise yesterday that that is only part of the gift...if we could relate it to a tangable gift we might be given, it would be like receiving a torch without the batteries. Until we put batteries into the torch, it won't work and we'll be left in the dark. So, the Christmas story ending with just Jesus' birth also leaves us in the dark...we need to know that Jesus didn't stay a baby, but grew into a man...a perfect man...who not only taught us great things about who he was, that is, God's Son, but who died on the cross so that he could take the punishment that we deserved for all the times we reject God, rose again THREE DAYS later and then went up to heaven to sit where he deserves to sit...at God's right hand in heaven on a throne because he is the KING...he's my King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why I'm so excited about Christmas and it's lead up...I'm loving the thought that I can have a public celebration to show my thankfullness to God's great plan to save humanity!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-1501622823914048003?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1501622823914048003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=1501622823914048003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1501622823914048003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1501622823914048003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-lead-up-part-2on-happier-note.html' title='Christmas lead up part 2...on a happier note'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-6218991574483279341</id><published>2008-12-02T11:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:42:51.850+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Lead Up</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas...I love the excitement, the decorating, the food, the joy that seems to fill the air, and I'm even brave enough to say that I love the presents (both giving &amp;amp; receiving) and most of all, I love the promise of HOPE that it brings.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, in saying all that, this year hasn't been such an easy lead up to Christmas for me. Complications that arose for me health wise after Hamish was born have meant that I'm yet to do any Christmas shopping, put up the tree &amp;amp; decorations (which, normally, I would've done yesterday) and frankly the whole situation has made me a little bit blue so I haven't been able to embrace the excitement yet.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully things are on the up now and I may be able to make it to the shops to do some shopping and planning events that make Christmas so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to put on a Chrissy CD and make some decorations??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a depressing rant I know, sorry...hopefully in a week or two I'll be able to post an up-beat joyful note!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-6218991574483279341?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6218991574483279341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=6218991574483279341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/6218991574483279341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/6218991574483279341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-lead-up.html' title='Christmas Lead Up'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-1683705902017817548</id><published>2008-11-07T17:18:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:09:22.784+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>So, there was a time when grocery shopping was merely a chore...not a job I necessarily enjoyed. Grocery shopping these days isn't a chore, it's a mammoth task! It requires careful planning...how to get both children around the supermarket and get everything I need whilst keeping said children happy!&lt;br /&gt;So, today, I arranged to meet a friend at Woolies who has a little boy 6 months younger than Caleb. I was hoping to get one of these new trollies that they have with a Toddler Seat &amp;amp; Baby Seat...but, alas, they did not have it available for me. Thankfully, though, they did have a double toddler seat one. So both boys sat next to each other and Hamish had a trolley to himself.&lt;br /&gt;The boys pulled a lot of adoring fans...especially when they gave each other hugs &amp;amp; kisses!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-1683705902017817548?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1683705902017817548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=1683705902017817548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1683705902017817548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1683705902017817548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/11/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-349639009787669103</id><published>2008-10-27T14:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:20:15.991+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Weekend away</title><content type='html'>Well, our little family packed up once again this last weekend and headed off to Ridgecrest Christian Convention Centre at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Burrendong"&gt;Burrendong Dam&lt;/a&gt;. We had a great time looking at the Cross of Christ...What God wanted it to mean and what it SHOULD mean to us!&lt;br /&gt;We were reminded of the fact that God doesn't like us rejecting him (and that's what sin is), that this makes him angry. We were also reminded that we are unable to subdue God's wrath by anything that we do or say...only God can thwart God's wrath. This is why Jesus was sent to earth (and I say THANK YOU) so that people could be acceptable to God, and therefore accepted into heaven, not just because of Jesus' death and resurrection but through peoples faith in God and acceptance of this exact event. That's right, Jesus' death wasn't an Amnesty where sins aren't actually paid for but, rather, a substitution of the penalty. How amazing is it that God would take on ALL of EVERYONE's sin so that people could know him???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the amazing stuff I learnt about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had some non-teaching time stuff over the weekend. There was a bushdance on the Saturday night with a dress-up theme of pre-1900's. Most people dressed up which was great seeing that we only had a week &amp;amp; a half's notice. I managed to create a dinasaur costume for Caleb...it was really cute except he didn't want to wear it! Hamish went as Baby Jesus (so easy!!!), Chris went as a golfer from the 1800's and I went as an alien...after all, who knows what Alien's wore before the 20th Century???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to look at some picks you can on my facebook page either &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58442&amp;amp;id=548836694"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58635&amp;amp;id=548836694&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I came home pretty tired, I also came home happy...it's a great time when you can get together with a whole big bunch of people and get to know them better...good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-349639009787669103?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/349639009787669103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=349639009787669103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/349639009787669103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/349639009787669103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/10/church-weekend-away.html' title='Church Weekend away'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-871768125269476324</id><published>2008-10-21T09:19:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:22:26.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouragement to press on!</title><content type='html'>I was reminded of Psalm 121 last night and thought I would share it with the mum's out there as an encouragement to get through those times that sometimes we wish we didn't have to deal with. Feel free to share this with the Dad's too or anyone else that may need that little bit of a spur along!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 121&lt;br /&gt;A song of ascents. &lt;br /&gt;1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—&lt;br /&gt;       where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt; 2 My help comes from the LORD,       &lt;br /&gt;the Maker of heaven and earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3 He will not let your foot slip—&lt;br /&gt;        he who watches over you will not slumber;&lt;br /&gt; 4 indeed, he who watches over Israel       &lt;br /&gt;will neither slumber nor sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 The LORD watches over you—&lt;br /&gt;        the LORD is your shade at your right hand;&lt;br /&gt; 6 the sun will not harm you by day,&lt;br /&gt;        nor the moon by night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—&lt;br /&gt;        he will watch over your life;&lt;br /&gt; 8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going       &lt;br /&gt;both now and forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, these words from Colin Buchanan's song (Do it in Jesus' Name) I found a great encouragement also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press on Mum's in all the chaos&lt;br /&gt;Look to Jesus through the tears&lt;br /&gt;Press on Mum's God will guide you&lt;br /&gt;through those precious tender years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in all you do it for Jesus&lt;br /&gt;One new life and free forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, today he is the same&lt;br /&gt;All you do, do it in Jesus name   &lt;br /&gt;    (And when all your human energy is gone, Look to Jesus &amp;amp; press on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is as much of an encouragement for you as it was for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-871768125269476324?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/871768125269476324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=871768125269476324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/871768125269476324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/871768125269476324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/10/encouragement-to-press-on.html' title='Encouragement to press on!'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-2342195293248675537</id><published>2008-09-21T21:00:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:36:21.517+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvO7plitI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cqgWhWqYTqs/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248434349323684562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvO7plitI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cqgWhWqYTqs/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvPHwKKyI/AAAAAAAAACE/qsE1DwW-CRM/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248434352572476194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvPHwKKyI/AAAAAAAAACE/qsE1DwW-CRM/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a month on, life as a mother of 2 has proven to be a time of challenges, laughs, smiles, tears...always interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family of men (I'm starting to wonder what it will be like in 15 years or so time with a testosterone filled house!!!). Caleb is absolutely gorgeous with Hamish and is so cute when he tries to feed, burp and change his teddies nappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's really about all that my brain allows me to write...I'll include photos though!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvPyDOZ6I/AAAAAAAAACU/A5Ym495KR5c/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248434363926734754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvPyDOZ6I/AAAAAAAAACU/A5Ym495KR5c/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvPsNiYqI/AAAAAAAAACM/KWuAuBtWh_A/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248434362359374498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvPsNiYqI/AAAAAAAAACM/KWuAuBtWh_A/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-2342195293248675537?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2342195293248675537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=2342195293248675537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2342195293248675537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2342195293248675537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SNYvO7plitI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cqgWhWqYTqs/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-4246623136875190606</id><published>2008-09-01T19:23:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:36:07.165+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SLu2z6Q54JI/AAAAAAAAABk/0YE-Ee_0WRc/s1600-h/103_1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SLu2z6Q54JI/AAAAAAAAABk/0YE-Ee_0WRc/s320/103_1795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240983594305446034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SLu20BP3CNI/AAAAAAAAABs/ir2ghoAhtPo/s1600-h/103_1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SLu20BP3CNI/AAAAAAAAABs/ir2ghoAhtPo/s320/103_1803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240983596180113618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SLu20Ssz8DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/usFxmVJshgk/s1600-h/102_2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SLu20Ssz8DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/usFxmVJshgk/s320/102_2106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240983600864948274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a while since I blogged...sorry about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest blog entry is all about the new man in my life, Hamish Blake Waghorn. Hamish was born Wednesday 20th August, 2008 (for all those numbers people out there, that's 20082008 - 20.08.2008).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's very much a Simmons which is nice because Caleb is nothing like the Simmons part of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamish came into the world 10 days earlier (which is fine by me). He was 7lb 3ozs and 49cm long with a head circumference of 53cms. It was a pretty quick labour (only 4 1/2 hrs!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far he's been a little treasure!!! No screaming, he just grunts for feeds and can even do 5 hours at night between feeds which is lovely!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love him heaps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb thinks he's pretty special too...he definitely thinks that he is meant to be around, making sure that we always comes with us and that we won't leave him in the car or anything! Very special!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-4246623136875190606?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4246623136875190606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=4246623136875190606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4246623136875190606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4246623136875190606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a boy'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SLu2z6Q54JI/AAAAAAAAABk/0YE-Ee_0WRc/s72-c/103_1795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-4492403182696068073</id><published>2008-05-26T19:07:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:16:35.985+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all a bit Mudgee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SDp_kqLL6gI/AAAAAAAAABc/OrkF1k58LaE/s1600-h/100_1844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SDp_kqLL6gI/AAAAAAAAABc/OrkF1k58LaE/s320/100_1844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204612587153254914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Chris &amp; I went to Mudgee for the weekend. My sister, Jacqui, babysat Caleb for the weekend. We stayed at a nice place and visited lots of nice things.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was Chris doing his wine tastings! Chris never used to like wine, he's only just recently started to drink it...so you can imagine my angst that I couldn't taste but he could, he with his "unrefined" tongue!!! There was even white port!!! Oh well...only one person can bring the baby to the family and that has to be me!!! He just better make it up to me later!!! hhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did some cheese sampling...all very yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had heaps of fun taking photos around the place...you can see some of them at  http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=37801&amp;id=548836694&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have never been massive fans of Mudgee but it did grow on us by the end of the weekend...I guess your probably wondering why we chose Mudgee if we didn't like it...well, it was close to Dubbo and had some things we could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really was a weekend of food though...mmmm....food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended our weekend with a trip to Gulgong...that was really interesting, such a cute town!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it really...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-4492403182696068073?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4492403182696068073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=4492403182696068073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4492403182696068073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4492403182696068073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-all-bit-mudgee.html' title='It&apos;s all a bit Mudgee!'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/SDp_kqLL6gI/AAAAAAAAABc/OrkF1k58LaE/s72-c/100_1844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-2389127533044229636</id><published>2008-05-21T11:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:14:20.726+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says"</title><content type='html'>Well, this is a verse from James, a book in the new testament of the bible, that I have known for years. It's taken me a long time to actually grasp what it is saying.&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is, for too long I've thought that I was cruising along ok...I listened hard in church, even taking notes so that I would come close to remembering what was taught, I was a diligent bible study member getting involved in the conversation and things like that...but lately, mainly because of an indepth study of the book of James in our church and it's bible study groups, I've come to realise that that isn't good enough. I really need to know the bible for myself...that is, picking up my bible and opening at church, to do bible study prep and, well, to be honest, that's probably about it, just ISN'T good enough for someone that claims to be a follower of Jesus...which I do!&lt;br /&gt;So, a friend &amp; I from church have been meeting regularly for a couple of years now in an accountability type set up but we have both always confessed that we STILL haven't achieved the art of having a personal bible reading time. So we set the challenge to read a chapter a day. When I say read, I mean read and take notes so that we are actually taking notice of what the chapter is saying. Although I still haven't managed to work out the knack of reading every day, I catch up when I haven't so I'm on target...I'm really enjoying the affects it is having. I don't know if my actions are following the thoughts as yet (hopefully they are) but I'm starting to question my priorities and laziness...so it's a start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I was challenged by today when I was reading Titus was this...Titus 2:13b-14 says "...Jesus Christ, who gave himself for us to redeem us from all wickedness and to purify for himself a people that are his very own, eager to do what is good."&lt;br /&gt;It made me think...am I allowing Jesus to make me his very own or do I only give him part of me...the conclusion I came up with was "I'm ripping Jesus off". I want to be "eager to do what is good" so I started to try and think about how I could make this an action instead of a thought...and that is where I'm at now, trying to act out my desire to do good for the one who gave his whole self for me, who was and never will be perfect in my own right, even though he was perfect and didn't deserve it, and give him my whole self in return gratitude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-2389127533044229636?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2389127533044229636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=2389127533044229636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2389127533044229636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2389127533044229636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-not-merely-listen-to-word-and-so.html' title='&quot;Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says&quot;'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-6583895716325431966</id><published>2008-03-25T09:15:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T09:29:00.080+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Church, Yabbies, Ants, Puppies and eating...my Easter Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, another Easter has passed again. We had a wonderful weekend reflecting on and rejoicing in the wonder of the cross. We made it to our first "event" church service at Dubbo Presbyterian Church in the 2.5 years of us being here. We went to the Good Friday service which was a combined service which saw a very full building and a great time of fellowship and worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this we had some friends over for lunch and to watch "The Christ Files". This was a great opportunity to learn that about the facts that do actually exist to prove the existence and death of Jesus Christ of Nazareth. It was a lovely lunch spent with lovely friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoon Chris' parents arrived from Sydney. They used Dubbo as a launching pad for a 3 week holiday (yay for them). We spent the weekend talking, playing with Caleb, shopping, eating hot cross buns (both Choc chip &amp; normal) and just some hanging about. Sunday morning we all ventured out to Narromine and went to church with my fam at Narromine Baptist, it was an encouraging service and was really nice to see mum, dad, Phillip &amp; Ruth's new church family. We then proceeded to go out to the new farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny, by the end of Sunday we had managed to scare Karen ( Chris' mum) enough to not leave the house. We were telling her just general (and what seemed harmless) stories of events that had happened on the new property in the last 7 weeks...these included stories of large carpet snakes eating chooks, massive echidna's which fill a whole milk crate, many many little frogs that inhabit the garden, mice, rats and geckos. She &amp; Charlie were sleeping outside in the caravan so it was interesting because she wouldn't let Charlie go to bed until she was ready because there was no way she was going to walk out there by herself! Poor lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one stage on Sunday we went down to check the yabby traps and couldn't stand still beside the dam because the banks were literally crawling with massive sugar ants!!! But we got the yabbies required for fishing the next day with the kids and all was well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing failed...no bites...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all it was a lovely weekend. We farewelled Karen &amp; Charlie this morning. Chris'  comment as we waved goodbye was "I wish we were going on a holiday"...they sound like they are going to have fun campervan in tow, no set plans of where they will stay just hitting the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope everyone else had a wonderful Easter too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-6583895716325431966?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6583895716325431966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=6583895716325431966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/6583895716325431966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/6583895716325431966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/03/church-yabbies-ants-puppies-and.html' title='Church, Yabbies, Ants, Puppies and eating...my Easter Long Weekend'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-3708278001872858723</id><published>2008-03-18T10:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:00:26.311+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter is nearly here...no bunny ears for me please!</title><content type='html'>Well, Easter is nearly here. It makes me wonder how many people eat hot cross buns, give/receive easter eggs and make the most of the public holidays without giving a second thought to the reason we have all these things. It's amazing how people seem to think that Jesus either didn't exist or that he was just some normal man like everyone else yet not wonder why we have the dating system we do and that Christmas and Easter continues to roll around every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, Easter is a wonderful reminder and opportunity to celebrate the victory God has through the death of his one and only son Jesus Christ. This may sound morbid to some but to those of us who embrace the hope that can only come from following Jesus, we say "Thank you God" and praise him for saving us even though we are worthless sinners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also a great time to help remind each other that the world isn't about us, that we were created for a reason and that someone ALWAYS pays the price for the things we do wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you chomp away at an easter egg or hot cross bun...have a think about why you are doing so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-3708278001872858723?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3708278001872858723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=3708278001872858723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/3708278001872858723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/3708278001872858723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-is-nearly-hereno-bunny-ears-for.html' title='Easter is nearly here...no bunny ears for me please!'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-1688486343611785142</id><published>2008-03-18T10:48:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:54:09.013+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin, please say no to telemarketers!</title><content type='html'>I have no idea if Kevin Rudd has any power whatsoever over the control of telemarketers, but if he does, I wish he'd put a stop to them. I'm so sick of people intruding into my life &amp; time to try and sell me something I'm not interested in. I don't mind too much about the odd Charity (when it's a legitimate organisation) call but oh my goodness I'm sick of all the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a phone call from Telstra (the second in 2 weeks). The guy on the other end of the phone opened the conversation with "Hi, I'm Paul from Telstra. I want to offer you a better deal to get you to take up a Telstra Mobile phone account". He then asked me how much I spent per month on my mobile (like it's any of his business). So I told him. He then asked what I got for that amount...now I know for a fact that Telstra cannot beat the plans that we are on with 3. 3 can't even beat these plans and won't ever offer them again. So, when I told him the deal he said "well that is a good deal" and hung up on me. Thanks for calling bud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our number on that stop list thing on that website but it doesn't seem to help. The thing that gets me is that you can have a phone call from the same company 3 days in a row. Are they too stupid to make notes on the numbers they call so they don't waste their time and money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, SOMEONE PUT A STOP TO THESE MOST ANNOYING CALLS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-1688486343611785142?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1688486343611785142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=1688486343611785142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1688486343611785142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1688486343611785142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/03/kevin-please-say-no-to-telemarketers.html' title='Kevin, please say no to telemarketers!'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-2175133254427777979</id><published>2008-02-13T09:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T10:01:57.654+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging catch up</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a while since I've blogged...things have been a bit crazy town here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed a good week or so in Sydney at Chris' fam's place for Christmas. We also got to catch up with heaps of people and go to the beach so that was pretty Fabbo. Caleb got spoilt massively...he now has what I consider too many toys but at least the toy box (which my dad built for my sister when she was a little girl) not too empty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then came back to Wello on New Years Eve and went to a Farewell/NYE party at my cousins as they moved to the NT. The next day we came home to our place in Dubbo had some lunch just the three of us, then my family all arrived to have our "Christmas" which comprised of opening presents then heading to the town pool for a swim, BBQ and then we had the waterslides to ourselves for an hour which was heaps of fun! This was also the day that we announced to my family that I was pregnant again (ohmygoodness!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had my sister (Bron) and her family stay with us for a week at around this time...we all headed out to Narromine the Friday after NYE to help my brother unpack a removalist truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a couple of weeks in Dubbo doing normal stuff then we headed to Forster for a week. My whole family were all heading to Forster for what will probably be our last ever all in Family holiday as from now on either Dad or Phillip will have to be around to look after the farm. It was heaps of fun, we all stayed at different places, mostly in walking distance to each other. We were directly opposite the beach. Caleb learnt to love the sand and eventually the waves. Now we can't keep him out of water if he sees it...this includes puddles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back, had a weeks break then I headed to Wello on the Sunday to go to mum &amp; dad's farewell service at Wellington Baptist Church...there were lots of tears as reality started to set in about my parents leaving Fairholme...a farm that had been in our family for 4 generations (my great grandfather prospected the land). The next day I was helping do some of the last of the packing (more tears) then went to the new farm on the wednesday to help unpack the removalist truck and then stayed a few days to unpack boxes...I've had a few days back on deck which brings us to today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's of reading...probably boreing reading sorry...but that's the last couple of months in a nutshell for us hence the lack of blogging...besides the fact that any free time has been spent laying on the lounge due to tiredness or nausea from our growing bub!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-2175133254427777979?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2175133254427777979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=2175133254427777979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2175133254427777979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2175133254427777979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/02/blogging-catch-up.html' title='Blogging catch up'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-4029690134924565955</id><published>2008-01-05T20:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:02:38.464+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut</title><content type='html'>Well, today we spontaneously got Caleb's haircut. I guess it wasn't completely spontaneous, we have discussed and planned to do it before today but when we headed for the shops we didn't think we'd come home with Caleb having shorter hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks like a real boy now, not just a baby version of a boy! The people had the hairdressers put his cut hair into an envelope for me with details documented for my information! Very considerate of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Caleb no longer has a mullet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-4029690134924565955?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4029690134924565955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=4029690134924565955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4029690134924565955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4029690134924565955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2008/01/haircut.html' title='Haircut'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-5848385529496329</id><published>2007-12-18T20:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:03:29.613+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>Well, no matter what the job is, I've worked out ways to procrastinate! I have 2 days to get ready to go away for just over a week. In that time I have to cook for a Christmas dinner with friends, go to Narromine to view my family's new farm, have a mothers group Christmas party and go to a farewell party for a lady from church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in that time I have to finish wrapping presents, finish making presents, do the washing and cleaning and pack...yet here I am, sitting on the computer. Why is it that even though I have so much to do, I can't make myself do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-5848385529496329?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5848385529496329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=5848385529496329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/5848385529496329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/5848385529496329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/12/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-4132645219981691208</id><published>2007-12-16T11:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T11:57:43.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The presents are finished...Yay Hoorah!</title><content type='html'>Well, we finished the last of our Christmas Shopping this morning. We managed to get to the shops at a time this morning when there were still car parks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped into "The Mall" yesterday to pick up a first birthday present, not even thinking about the Christmas Shopping Chaos that lay ahead...when I arrived at the car park, I was shocked to see a parking attendant directing traffic. It was also the first time that I had ever seen all the registers at Big W open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I am finished really excites me, because I wasn't looking forward to going to the shops at all this week. Now I just have the joy of wrapping all the presents...oh yeah, &amp; I just realised that I am still "creating" a couple of presents. For the first time in my life I'm Scrapbooking, something I said I would never do...oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all those people who are yet to finish their Christmas shopping well! You poor suckers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-4132645219981691208?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4132645219981691208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=4132645219981691208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4132645219981691208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4132645219981691208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/12/presents-are-finishedyay-hoorah.html' title='The presents are finished...Yay Hoorah!'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-4457335435077776944</id><published>2007-12-11T20:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:45:43.284+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb the Cheeky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R15cM9RZULI/AAAAAAAAABE/d8C-EvCU9qk/s1600-h/Caleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R15cM9RZULI/AAAAAAAAABE/d8C-EvCU9qk/s320/Caleb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142649202179395762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the thing...I'm a little worried. I am pretty good so far at the whole discipline thing with Caleb, but it appears as though he has beginning to master the art of "If i put my head on the side, give a smile and a little giggle and put my hands under my chin, I may just get away with it" and people just go..."oh, isn't he so cute". I'm concerned that he is going to get away with so much with our family and extended family and any other friends etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, he proves that genetically he cannot be anyone elses son other than Chris'!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-4457335435077776944?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4457335435077776944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=4457335435077776944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4457335435077776944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4457335435077776944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/12/caleb-cheeky.html' title='Caleb the Cheeky'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R15cM9RZULI/AAAAAAAAABE/d8C-EvCU9qk/s72-c/Caleb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-7902080286269841560</id><published>2007-12-11T20:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:40:51.273+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms</title><content type='html'>I love the fact that God has blessed us with so much rain...it's awesome to see the environment around us, which we are so used to seeing in various shades of brown, so lush &amp; verdant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain has come with many many storms. This also has brought much humidity which we aren't so used to out here. The combination of humidity and rain and heat and sun and all those other things that help with photosynthesis, has created much work for Chris and his trusty (well, Dad's trusty) lawnmower. He mowed the lawn last Tuesday and had to mow it again on Saturday as it had grown about 3 or more centimetres in that time. It now looks as though it needs mowing yet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the rain has also helped our poor trees which were lacking greatly. My poor melalucha was turning brown, our macadamia tree has died and even my sucullents were beginning to look sad. But now everything is looking healthy, my frangapani has many more leaves this year than it did last year, hopefully I'll have flowers again this year as Fran didn't seem to feel too motherly and didn't sprout any last summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nature is loving the storms, I'm loving watching the storms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-7902080286269841560?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7902080286269841560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=7902080286269841560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/7902080286269841560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/7902080286269841560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/12/storms.html' title='Storms'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-7730505102029235881</id><published>2007-12-03T11:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:51:49.143+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrigal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R1NSxKUgvjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5Q1PrCJPTcA/s1600-R/The+Gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R1NSxKUgvjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/owH3R8su2gw/s320/The+Gang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139542604297322034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R1NSxaUgvkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9yk1xhlZiCw/s1600-R/Caleb+at+Beach+5+B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R1NSxaUgvkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_OusikGKs1M/s320/Caleb+at+Beach+5+B%26W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139542608592289346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm home. I've had a lovely weekend with some lovely women at the beach! We arrived at my sisters house on Thursday night. It was great to catch up with her and her family...our last stay in their rented house as they are moving, as I write this, into their new house.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was off to catch up with the crew and send the boys on their way to Macmasters Beach for a weekend of farting &amp; burping (I was told) amongst Playstation and a whole lot of food.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun dancing, playing Zug um Zug, watching a dvd till the power went out then laughing at each other as each of us tried to do various things that required power!&lt;br /&gt;There was heaps of rain which made for a nice lazy &amp; relaxing weekend...we did get an hour or two of sunlight and heat, though, which we took advantage of and went for a swim...my first for the season.&lt;br /&gt;Caleb was not so much a fan of the beach. The waves seemed to scare him, the sand seemed to annoy him and didn't taste so good. But he was finally content with playing with his new bucket and spade whilst sitting on his beach towel (he wouldn't let his feet touch the sand).&lt;br /&gt;Chris &amp; I headed home, tired but encouraged by the fun had with friends ready to face a new week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-7730505102029235881?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7730505102029235881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=7730505102029235881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/7730505102029235881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/7730505102029235881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/12/terrigal.html' title='Terrigal'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R1NSxKUgvjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/owH3R8su2gw/s72-c/The+Gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-1524244543238654789</id><published>2007-11-26T20:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:26:05.914+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Card Making &amp; other Crafty Stuff</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been a bit of a card maker for a while now but tend to do some only as required and never in advance. I have started to make some Christmas cards in preparation..I really enjoy it but still haven't had time to do many. It's kinda scarey to think that Christmas is only 4 weeks away and that my time seems to be fairly heavily booked up between now &amp; then...this also means that there isn't a great deal of time for relaxation either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also made a few cards recently for some friends of ours...the receiver was the same for 3 cards but had 3 different senders so I had to try and make them completely different...quite hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've really been sucked into the country, stay at home cliche...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-1524244543238654789?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1524244543238654789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=1524244543238654789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1524244543238654789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/1524244543238654789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/11/card-making-other-crafty-stuff.html' title='Card Making &amp; other Crafty Stuff'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-2975165757290861815</id><published>2007-11-22T16:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:34:18.232+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Got Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tTYr3JuueF4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tTYr3JuueF4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this a couple of years ago...it's very funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-2975165757290861815?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2975165757290861815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=2975165757290861815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2975165757290861815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2975165757290861815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-got-book.html' title='Baby Got Book'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-4178065008173022935</id><published>2007-11-22T08:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T13:11:56.801+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb - the Champion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R0OTxY9iVKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ss56SNepIW0/s1600-h/Digital+Camera+12.10.07+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135110476855923874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R0OTxY9iVKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ss56SNepIW0/s320/Digital+Camera+12.10.07+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's always so exciting to see Caleb work out a new trick, I mean, skill. Yesterday, after getting some very cutesy photos taken, I stood him up to get ready to pick him up and he just stood up by himself for the first time! Of course, there were no witnesses that knew he hadn't been able to do it before and Chris wasn't there, so that was a bummer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Chris is trying to get him to do it when he's around, because he's sure that he'll stand up again while he's at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up until the last 24hrs we didn't think he'd be walking for ages. But since the standing up incident, he has decided that it is way more cool to cruise around on his feet around the furniture than it is to crawl to places!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-4178065008173022935?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4178065008173022935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=4178065008173022935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4178065008173022935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/4178065008173022935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/11/caleb-champion.html' title='Caleb - the Champion'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R0OTxY9iVKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ss56SNepIW0/s72-c/Digital+Camera+12.10.07+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-37042664389169566</id><published>2007-11-20T08:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T13:26:30.281+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Addiction</title><content type='html'>Ok, so people need to stop work so that they can continue to feed my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=548836694"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; addiction. I get on during the day and get really dissappointed when there isn't new mail, wall posts, moves had on Scrabulous, gifts sent and the like! It's like my only contact with the outside world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound desperate, and I know I need to learn to get off my butt and doing something constructive like darn socks or something...but facebooking, when other people are facebooking, is so much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often hibernate the laptop in the vain attempt to trick myself into thinking that I don't want to do anything more on it...I'm usually back within the hour to see if there are any new developments though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit the same with email too though. But it seems to be even less popular than my facebook page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad, sad world that I live in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-37042664389169566?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/37042664389169566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=37042664389169566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/37042664389169566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/37042664389169566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/11/facebook-addiction.html' title='Facebook Addiction'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-32563099367705138</id><published>2007-11-20T08:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T13:06:12.555+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R0Dvho9iVJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SO-Wj86s7BU/s1600-h/Nativity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134366936412607634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R0Dvho9iVJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SO-Wj86s7BU/s320/Nativity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Christmas...I love the deco's, the music, the trees, the joy because of why we have Christmas...and I wouldn't be a true Australian if I didn't admit to my like of Presents. I love to give presents as well as to receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided I should sit down and work out exactly what I would spend on each family member and realised that even if I was cheap, I am still not going to come off lightly! I've decided that my family is way too big! This is a time when both the husband &amp;amp; the wife coming from a family of 4 children is not helpful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm up for suggestions...anyone got any cool but cheap Christmas Present ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-32563099367705138?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/32563099367705138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=32563099367705138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/32563099367705138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/32563099367705138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/R0Dvho9iVJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SO-Wj86s7BU/s72-c/Nativity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-851614131230039801</id><published>2007-11-17T14:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:38:29.365+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordsmith</title><content type='html'>I so wish that I had have read the dictionary more, or even just read more books...I'm playing scrabble on one of those very popular internet community websites and I realy struggle with trying to get words! Most frustrating. Sometimes I come up with some pearlers but sometimes, my brain lives up to the title of this blog...it's a void!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-851614131230039801?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/851614131230039801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=851614131230039801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/851614131230039801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/851614131230039801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/11/wordsmith.html' title='Wordsmith'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-510387561994101716</id><published>2007-11-17T08:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:33:57.491+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Showcase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/Rzz8pY9iVGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zdxx01prDZU/s1600-h/Country+Rustic+Small2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133255463300912226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/Rzz8pY9iVGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zdxx01prDZU/s400/Country+Rustic+Small2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, every year our church does an outreach event called Christmas Showcase. Basically, a bunch of women go crazy for about a month arranging decorations, craft packs and the like in preparation to have close to 400 women over 2&lt;br /&gt;time slots come to eat, drink coffee, do craft and&lt;br /&gt;hear someone talk about the relevance of Jesus in our world and Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year our theme was Christmas Table Talk. Our decorating was based around that so we did examples of how you can dress your christmas tables in different themes. I decorated 2 tables (Nativity -Chocolate Brown and Rustic Country). I was really psyched to do it, but then realised as I started to set it out that I have no idea how to decorate a Christmas Table because ours always has too much food on it to have decorations too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But create I did and fun I had! I'm a bit inspired now to put some extra effort into my decorating this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker, Suellen Millam from Orange, did a fantastic job of showing us how we can not dress up and play God, that we need him to be our God and that Jesus is the ultimate thing to think about and speak about at our Christmas Tables...because, let's face it, he is the reason we celebrate Christmas. This has given me the desire to talk more about Jesus at our Christmas Table and make that a priority.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-510387561994101716?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/510387561994101716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=510387561994101716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/510387561994101716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/510387561994101716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-showcase.html' title='Christmas Showcase'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/Rzz8pY9iVGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zdxx01prDZU/s72-c/Country+Rustic+Small2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027300826898580869.post-2068707866527501167</id><published>2007-11-16T13:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:28:32.662+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>I thought that I would give this blogging a go. Hopefully people will find me interesting enough to read my bits &amp;amp; pieces...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9027300826898580869-2068707866527501167?l=natwaghorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2068707866527501167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9027300826898580869&amp;postID=2068707866527501167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2068707866527501167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9027300826898580869/posts/default/2068707866527501167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natwaghorn.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Nat Waghorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02426432321349075109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNyuLCa5CsQ/S0FBP7QNSpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zw6pmZthh2Y/S220/IMG_7959.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
