What I Learned With Pizza Masterclass

You know how to make pizza, don't you.

I know how to make pizza. Well, I thought I knew how to make a pizza.

My pizza's in the past were made according to a recipe I designed, to be easy, straight forward, with a few toppings and quick to cook.

I received an invite to attend at a function organised for the Blogconnect Pizza Masterclass by the fine folks of @keepleftPR. Being my first major function attending as Kangaroo Dad I was excited by the prospect. I would get to find out my pizza experience, was severely lacking.

My previous pizza making in the past of the past were OK. I discovered pleasantly that although my old technique was adequate, there was MUCH more room for improvement.

This event was sponsored by Bakers Delight, Leggos. Woolworths, Dan Murphys & Perfect Italiano.

What Would Be Your Ultimate Fantasy Fathers Day Adventure? Read On, Vote And Win A Subscription!

This is a sponsored post brought to you by Magshop.

I’m delighted to have been asked, along with 9 other fellow Aussie Daddy Bloggers to take part in a Fantasy Fathers day Challenge where one of us can WIN a day out courtesy of Magshop. Here’s the thing though, you can WIN a monthly magazine subscription courtesy of us, the Aussie Daddy Bloggers. All the details are below.

Here is my entry for the Fantasy Fathers Day Competition, I know you will enjoy it!

After 30 laps I am still trying to make best of not starting in pole position. This is it, the last lap, I feel a surge of adrenaline, as I rapidly down change gears, anticipation of a possible win. I am approaching speeds into this first corner that you don't normally with general road driving. I suddenly realise all of a sudden I have to rapidly make a gear change down or I won't make the first corner.


I bolt out of the corner as I enter a short straight. I have an opportunity before hitting second corner to make fourth gear. I enter the corner and I hit the brakes hard coming out, rapidly approach the cars in front of me, seeing three other vehicles leading the race. I have gained on position three with that car directly in front and we're almost crunching bumper bars.

Very Best Dad Jokes Book Competition

Hi Folks,

I am excited to help out a fellow Daddy Blogger Torkona with promoting his brand spanking new eBook.

It is for Dads and it's choc full of the best Daddy jokes you will find this side of the equator.

There's a copies for you to win and you need to be in it to win it for Fathers Day.

Here's an extract of a couple of REALLY good jokes here that got me guffawing lots;

Joke 1

Son: "I'm Thirsty"
Dad: "Hi Thirsty, I'm Friday"

Joke 2
I'm a dyslexic atheist - I don't believe in Dog

For those of you reading from the Northern Hemisphere, Fathers Day is celebrated on the first Sunday in September for those of us Down Unda!


This eBook sells for $4.99 but Tork is also offering special price allowing you to take advantage of this exclusive Father’s Day Sale price of just $2.99 and download the Dad Jokes Book to the eBook reader of your choice. (Plus, $1 from every sale will go towards the Little Hero Foundation to help seriously unwell children).

I'm in luck to also be able to offer 2 FREE COPIES for a couple of lucky Dads.


Click on the link below for your chance to win one of the two available copies - TOTALLY FREE!!!

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...And The Liebster Award Goes To

I received an award last week. Why did I receive this award? Well, read on more to find out of course.

Lisa over @ her Button Brain blog , Twitter, & Facebook, nominated me a Liebster award. Its an award given to emerging bloggers.

What is a Liebster award? “A Liebster award is given to support and recognise up and comer bloggers who have less than 200 followers (on their blog) or Facebook likes on their FB page. The word “Liebster” traces it's German origins and is reported to mean sweetest, kindest, nicest, dearest, beloved, lovely, kind, pleasant, valued, cute, endearing, and welcome.
 
By following these basic rules (answer 11 questions set by your nominee, write 11 additional facts about yourself, write 11 new questions of your own and pass the award onto 11 other bloggers to answer) it enables readers to get to know new bloggers and connect with a wider audience.”

 

A Letter From My Son

Hi Daddy,

We have not met yet, but I am sure when I am old enough to understand I will be excited to meet you and mummy as soon as I arrive into the world. I am only newly created and I will take about 40 weeks until I am ready to meet you. I wanted to write you this letter to let you know how I feel and express my aspirations as a child who will be growing up under yours and mummy being my parents.

I look forward to learning from mummy, all my other family members and you. I also look forward to getting to know and learn from all those new friends I will make over the years. In time, I will develop new skills and get to explore and understand the world around me.

It is several weeks passed now and I am developing in the womb and I know if you were to take a picture of me I would look exotic and alien like.

Do You Have Time To Date Your Partner?

Before my daughters birth,  I knew that significant and important changes would happen after she came into the world. One of those significant changes were the amount of available time I had for me. Previously, I would be able to run out the door to the shops if I needed something urgent for dinner. Grab an hours kip after working a Saturday shift or even sit and watch television whenever I felt the need. That previous free time is used  caring for Lil Miss G and looking after her needs.

Where I previously had loads of time for Kangaroo Mum and I, it's not so readily available anymore. Raising your child takes a significant amount of your time, every day. I did not know how much time until I became a parent.

It soon became apparent to me and to Kangaroo Mum that we both needed two things. A dedicated amount of time to each other and also, some time to spend alone. That dedicated time to each other doesn't happen as often as we'd like for many reasons. One of those ways to get that time is to have a date night.

Now date nights do not always have to be a night event. A date time can be a period of a day (or night) spent with your significant other, without your children.

To me, having this date thingy made a lot of sense. I cherish and appreciate the time I get with Kangaroo Mum and there are times I want her, at a predetermined time, all to myself. It allows for some adult conversation, a chance to reconnect with her and for fewer interruptions from the daily activities of parenting, child rearing and all the other daily stuff that needs your attention (like housework). This also gives me opportunity for me to focus on KM.

How Sick Is That

My day came crashing down last Friday. A small sniffle, that over two  days, exploded into a full blown head cold. I awoke on Sunday feeling more poorly than Luke Skywalker getting pushed into a Taun Tauns belly. Except I do not smell worse on the inside....

Saturday morning I spent feeling quite OK, still having a nose like a leaky valve and attended my best friends sons 10th birthday party. We played Lazer Tag. With 15 other kids, they ran and shot, I walked and hoped I shot....something. I think I shot more 'holes' in walls than I shot other kids. We later returned that evening to celebrate the birthday boys celebration with dinner. I still felt OK, but Lil Miss G was not settling in for her normal late feed and fussed about more than usual. So we left for home.

To top it off Lil Miss G, awoke 4-5 times, during Saturday evening for us to discover that she has cut through with her first tooth. So all that extra fussing from her last feed made more sense. I spent most of Sunday sleeping and taking an inordinate amount of Sudafed and Strepsil tablets. I hate taking any pharma products at the best of times. With me,  awakening Sunday morning feeling like I'd done three rounds with Mike Tyson on a bad day, I saw the look of pleading help from my partner, and I could not help with much with the household or with helping bubs. I could not. Do. Much. At. All.