Needle In A Haystack

Somewhere out there, is a conversation going on that does not revolve around my everyday life, and I am yearning to be apart of it...
I have reached a stage in my life when I feel the need for something more.

I have been on a search to find something meaningful, something out of the ordinary (for me) something different. I have a real want for a change in my life, I really feel the need to prove to myself that I am worthy of existing other then being a wife and mother housewife, cook, washer woman and chief taxi although being needed in this way has been very rewarding, and magical. It's time that I find something just for me so that I can continue to feel complete with my life's journey.

What it is I am not yet sure, but I am determined to find what is missing, something to fill the gap now that I am no longer a mother to small children, and needed in the same way that I am use to....

Am I looking for something that only exists in the core of my own mind ? I seem to be searching and going round in circles. I feel stuck, I am unsure in which direction I should be heading, and exactly where I should start.

I have the urge for enthusiasm to return to my life, the need to wake up with more of  a purpose. I need to feel free, I need to find out exactly who it is that I am within, why I was put on this earth, and if I can really achieve something worthwhile.

I want a journey that is all mine....

I am sounding quite selfish, after all I have the most wonderful fulfilling family. Our life together is more then I could have ever hoped for. They are most certainly more then I ever deserved. And I wouldn't change a thing about our life together, we are together forever and this makes my heart sing. If I stop and really think it through, everything that I could ever want is right there in front of me, it's within my grasp, I just need to get out of my own way.

So why am I feeling this urge for change ? Am I alone in wanting something more from life ? Is it just because this year has been filled with multiple challenges that have gotten me down ? Am I searching for a needle in a haystack ?

Honestly I am not sure.                                            

Being happy and fulfilled are wonderful feelings, and don't get me wrong, there are an armload of things in my life that make me happy, my children, and my marriage continue to fulfill me, they are sacred, they are my world. There are many things that I am grateful for, and so far there is not one thing that I would ever change. How I have lived my life has shaped me into the woman that I am today, yet still that need to prove myself, exists......

Linking with Some Grace for #FYBF

Friday On My Mind

Are you kidding ! It's only Wednesday ? Seems to me that this week has slammed on its breaks and slowed to a crawl...it's been busy and chaotic and much to long !!

Already I have Friday on my mind. I am really looking forward to this weekend, I need to flop, relax, unwind and take some time out with my family.
This time of year is my favorite and while I strive to cram in as much as possible and love attending the many wonderful activities and events, it's still always nice to stop and smell the roses ( so to speak ) and spend a few lazy hours with my family and switch off from all the festive stress.
And from the look of my calendar, this weekend is the only one left that I have free until the New Year !

The count down till School ends is on. Only two and a half weeks left
Bliss :)
But with that comes even more events to add to our hectic calendar, and not to mention more time spent cleaning up after my adorable messy gang, and much more time spent in the kitchen feeding my troop farm YUCK !

But on the up side, it also means lazy mornings, trips to the beach and days spent by the pool, just all round good fun and quality time spent with my boys....now, if only these last weeks will pass quickly so the family fun can begin...

Lights, Stockings, Laughter

You know Dasher and Dancer, Prancer and Vixen. Comet and Cupid, Donna and Blitzen, but do you recall, the most famous Reindeer of all ?    

Rudolph

It's Christmas.

It's precious time with your family, the carols and presents.

It's driving for hours on end looking at Christmas lights.

Its feeling full and sleepy after enjoying a Christmas feast.

It's one day of the year when you can cast your worries and calorie counting aside and spend the day without a care in the world.....

It's exciting.

My favorite time of year is just around the corner. It's busy, and chaotic, it's a little overwhelming, but the stress of organising such a wondrous day is defiantly worth every second, when your rewarded with the love, laughter and excitement of your family when they wake on Christmas morn to a day of celebration and fun....

It's tradition.

I've gone crazy with Christmas this year, I've decided on a red and gold theme for my decorating and have gone a little overboard on my purchases. I think it's safe to say that I am a little excited. I'm making up for last year when we spent our first Christmas EVER away from home, without our own family traditions.

I've never been one to plan a "tame" Christmas, I go all out and loose myself in the euphoria of the season every year. I spend weeks planning and shopping, cooking, cleaning, organising and decorating.

Oh ! did I mention shopping : ) 

The week before the big day, my time is filled with wrapping and hiding presents and hours spent baking  Christmas treats,  and making lists (and checking them twice) to make sure that nothing is forgotten and to ensure that all goes exactly to plan. I love it, I am completely in my element.

It's all about family.

Christmas is about family, and the birth of our Lord. It's about love, hope, joy and togetherness. It's lending a helping hand to those less fortunate. It's a time when everyone should come together in harmony and offer peace and good will to all.

It's about the special traditions, you have spent years creating with your loved ones, and the gathering of friends to share a Christmas toast.

It's magical.                                                                                                 

It's the jingling of bells, and the glittering lights.
The Christmas trees getting sighs of delight.

It's the laughter of children, and the letters to Santa.

It's the singing of carols, and the love that we share.

It's Christmas.........

Merry Christmas

Tonight I Will Sleep

I am a walking zombie, a full night of sleep will most certainly be welcomed.
Saturday it began, the persistent nagging in my head, the waterfall of thoughts running through my mind. On and on and on it went like a merry go round that refused to stop. I was torturing myself, and of course I was over reacting, but that just goes hand in hand with parenting...doesn't it ?

We made it, I made it, I really truly made it :)
Lalalalalala

I survived another sons adventures at Schoolies...(I bet you can hear me sigh with relief from where ever you may be) he is home safe and sound, and I am guessing that tonight I will sleep like a well fed newborn baby.

                                       
You cant help but worry when your kids are away from home, and when they are amongst a crowd of over zealous, celebrating teens (not to mention the party crashers ) the worry factor hits an all time high. Of course they don't understand why as parents we are so concerned with them heading off into the unknown, they see it purely as a celebration and believe that they are invincible. They see our safety "lectures" as an intrusion because after all teenagers already know "everything" and nothing that we bombard them with is new to them. If only they knew.......

My son ( as far as I know ) followed the rules we set for him, the ones he broke, well lets just say that I'm not sure I have the desire to know !! He did text me each day as asked so that I knew he survived the parties each night, and for that I am grateful, although that didn't stop me from worrying like crazy. The text, no matter how short ( I received one that simply said "mum I'm alive" ) reassured me that he is sensible and considerate, and maybe that means as a parent that I have at least done something right.

He returned home this morning full of energy and quite chatty ( he is usually very quiet ) so to get a run down on his adventures with such animation was awesome. His experience at schoolies was thankfully a positive one and he and his mates enjoyed their taste of freedom.

Now as they return, reality will hit them like nothing before, nerves will kick in as they await their results, and decisions are made about their future. The realisation that their schooling days are over will actually begin to sink in, and the uncertainty of where they are headed will take over.

I'm so glad my son had the opportunity to experience this week of celebration at Schoolies, even though I was worried sick, he pulled through just fine.
Now as parents we wait along with him, we encourage him to continue to choose the right path and support the choices that he makes......

Why Do I Blog ?

The cheek of some people !

I was recently asked, why do you blog ?
Why are you wasting your time ?
Do you really think people are interested in what you have to say ?

HOW RUDE !

Frankly, I blog because I can, because I want to. It's a way for me to express my thoughts and opinions, to connect with other people, to have fun and be creative. And no, I don't see it as wasting my time.
I enjoy blogging and I am quite miffed at myself, that I didn't pull my finger out and shrug off my self doubt sooner...

I have to say though that I am quite surprised at the number of people that have "landed" on my blog so far, I honestly didn't believe that it would generate much interest. Just like I was asked, I to never thought that anybody would be interested in anything that I have to say...

I was mistaken !

Its actually exciting to know that people do care, and take the time to read what I write. I didn't expect it, but I'm defiantly not complaining, the feed back has been nothing short of positive and encouraging. Thank you :)

So to the person who has such a negative opinion to blogging, I am sticking my tongue out at you and blowing a giant raspberry.....    cheeky of me I know

Your opinion doesn't matter to me, and how you found out that I blog is amusing, as I never actually told you ! So you see, if you think that I am wasting my time, it seems to me that you must be wasting your own, searching the web for blogs to read or maybe you found out by stalking my twitter account, Either way your rudeness has no place here, I am happy to say that I blog and I thoroughly enjoy reading my fellow bloggers posts, they are inspiring, and awesome, and when you say that I am wasting my time blogging, you are actually saying that many fine bloggers/writers are also wasting theirs !!!
So as far as YOUR opinion goes........

FRANKLY MY DEAR WE DON'T GIVE A DAMN

Happy blogging people

                                                                                                     

Through The Eyes Of A Child

This week I watched as my second eldest son graduated Grade 12. It was an emotional few weeks leading up to that final day, tears and emotions were raw and on show. But somehow we made it through and come Friday night, a celebration was had.

I still cant comprehend that two of my sons have now left school.

Emotions however, are still running high in our household, as in the next few weeks we celebrate yet another graduation.....

The baby of our family, son number four has reached the end of his Primary School years and in the new year, will begin the next part of his schooling journey. I don't know how I am going to cope with this one, I really don't.
If I was such a mess last week, I may just completely fall apart on this day.

See, I can't begin to imagine what it's going to be like to say farewell to Primary School forever. It's been  a long and grueling 15 year journey and to think that this part of our lives is over for good is quite sad and impossible to imagine. 

I have spent the past few days wondering what is going through my sons head as he reaches his last days at the only school he has ever known. What he is thinking ? How he is feeling ? Is he scared ? 

So after much consideration, I came up with an idea to do something a little different. I decided to ask my son to write a little "guest post" for Mums blog, to share his thoughts and what is going through that beautiful little mind of his....

And this is what he wrote. 

Introducing Ben...

"I am feeling a bit sad leaving Primary school. It's going to be very different at my new school and I am worried that I might get lost. 
Some of my friends are going to other schools and I may not see them much any more, and this makes me kind of sad, but I will make lots of new friends too. 
Some of my Primary school teachers are really awesome and I am going to miss them, I hope my new teachers will be just as cool.
I am happy that I will get to try new things, and get to choose some of the subjects that I will get to take, I'm looking forward to learning lots of new stuff. But I really hope that I don't get to much homework".


So that is how my 12 year old is feeling about the new path that he is about to take. It makes me smile, and it makes me sad. The time has come around much to quick.
His uncertainty is normal, it is a giant leap of faith into the unknown. But as his mother I know that he will be just fine, that he will tackle this new adventure with a positive attitude.  He is a strong boy who takes everything in his stride, and just like his big brothers puts his all into everything that he does.

Its hard, I am not ready to let my baby grow up yet, he is my last, and time has gone by much to quickly. But no matter what, he is always going to be mine to love and cherish.

Good luck little one, may your High School days be as fun, exciting and rewarding as your Primary days, may you stay strong and continue to be your own special person.
Never let anybody say that you cant do something, the world is yours for the taking and I know that you will succeed at whatever you choose to do with your life.

I love you xx


Linking up with the fabulous Jules for BAM

Today Is Your Day To Shine...

Today I watched you walk through the school gate for the very last time, and though I did my best to be brave, tears formed in my eyes as I took a moment to remember the first time that I took your hand in mine and slowly walked you to your very first classroom 13 years ago.

Your all grown up now, you have reached the end, and have done so with determination and a will to succeed. I couldn't be more proud.

Congratulations....Graduation is a time of celebration, a time of joy. Today is your day, enjoy it. You my boy are going places. You are the only one who can decide your destiny, but you will never be alone, I am forever here.
Some say that your High School years are the best of your life, but I believe that your best is yet to come. Your life is only just at its beginning.

The future belongs to those who dare to dream. To accomplish these dreams, we must not only plan, but also believe. Your dreams will come true if you have the courage to pursue them. Your future is promising, go out and take whats yours.

Part of the fun is the climb, you made it and no one can take that achievement away from you. You walked the path with your head held high and done your family and yourself proud. Always look back with fondness, and never forget how hard you worked to get to this point in your life.

Never forget to dream big my son, laugh loud and often, live your life to the fullest, and hold no regrets.
Go confidently now and live the life you have always imagined.

But always remember I am here. I will never really let go, your stuck with me xx

Restore Yourself

I love spending time alone, no I actually crave it....
The silence, to feel peaceful, to restore myself....
Sometimes I need a quiet moment, I need to escape. A good book, a walk on the beach, time in my garden or time alone in my car just driving, it helps me feel free, feel energized.
In the car I crank the music up loud as loud as these old ears will allow and as they say, I sing like no one is listening !!

It doesn't happen often, but when it does I love it.

The purpose of life is to be happy, from deep within we desire contentment. Spending time alone refreshes us, and helps remove any insecurities that we may be feeling.
Spending time alone injects our bodies with energy and power, giving us the strength to carry on.

But is it normal for me to long for these short solitary moments ? Does it make me a bad person, a bad wife, a bad mother ?
I don't always have all the answers, even though I like to think I do but one thing I do know, is that's it's perfectly OK for me to enjoy some time alone, whether it be a single moment to clear my mind and just breathe deeply, or a day of total solitude to refresh my tired body, doing the things that make me happy, that help revive my mind, body and soul, it all contributes to helping me be the best everything that I can be.

Everyone needs time to themselves to survive, to be at their best, to be happy and content within. When we are all these things, it reflects on our families and makes life easier, happier, more complete, and it's much easier to deal with whatever it is that we need to face.

I use to feel guilty when I escaped left my daily duties as mum, wife, homemaker and did something for myself, but I have come to realise that these moments away from the daily grind benefit not only me and my sanity, but that of my family to. When I am happy and at peace, I am easier to get along with, easier to please, and not so easily annoyed, hence how my time out can help my family cogs turn in better harmony, and what could be more peaceful then that !

We Made It !! Graduation Week 2012...

Well here we are !
We made it !
Its Year 12 graduation week. We survived the ups and downs, bumps and bruises. My 2nd babies schooling years have reached there end, and it's time for him to step through the next door, and transform from child to grown up. What lays before him is exciting, a whole new world to explore, the next chapter of his life is about to begin....

As his mum, I am bursting with pride at his accomplishments, he has worked hard and achieved so much. I couldn't be more proud. The world is his oyster and anything that he chooses to do from now on, I know that he will give everything that he can possibly give. He is a determined young man that deserves every greatness in life.

Why then do I feel so topsy turvey ?
So emotional ?
I just want to grab hold of him, and keep him a little boy for a while longer ? Keep him close. Hold him near.
I'm excited for him, I am. But at the same time I am feeling very nervous....
I am not yet ready to let go of him, he is a big part of my world and I have totally devoted my every being to him. It's silly really, but I honestly thought it would get easier to watch each child grow up and graduate, to see them reach this wonderful stage of their lives. I was very wrong. It gets harder.
One by one my babies are growing up and it seems to me that the years have gone by much to fast.
It seems that only yesterday I held them in my arms for the first time, and looked into their big beautiful eyes so full of wonder, I want that back......

Friday is looming, before the big day, we have a final suit fitting, and a wild head of hair to tame.
He is going to look handsome, I cant wait to see him all dressed up. I am sure that I will be that annoying mum with the camera :)

So my wonderful son, good luck on your last week of school, enjoy your last days and make lasting memories and just remember that you have made your family very proud.

Go out and conquer the world.
And I will go out and buy a really good quality waterproof mascara.

All grown up ... my 2012 Graduate.

I Lost My Knickers !!

"Mum, my quilt cover stole your undies" !!!!

Please, before you start jumping up and down thinking that this is a highly inappropriate post..relax, but these are the words that my son called out to me the other day while attempting to make his bed yes actually attempting to make his bed. My teenage son miracle
Kids say the darndest things sometimes...
He was highly amused !!
I was mortified...

Every household has a hidden "sock monster" and when that monster strikes our home, it usually means that our socks have been sucked up into the atmosphere never to be seen again...
*sigh* I hate odd socks.
This time however, it was the "undie monster" that struck and unfortunately for me, just happened to steal my sexy pair of knickers, not my frumpy mum ones....and even more unfortunate is that the "undie monster" just happened to be hiding in the corner of my sons quilt cover. Shame.

We/I have lots of washing in our house, and so usually each set of bed linen is assigned its own washing day of the week. Quilts, sheets, blanket etc, everything is washed and aired out in the sunshine. Nice fresh sheets ! Love em...

On this particular day (the day my knickers found the inside corner of a quilt cover) for some reason, the washing roster was messed up and things were flying everywhere, work clothes, school clothes, sheets and blankets, you name it, it was piled high in the laundry with no end in sight, and this is the day that the "undie monster" decided to visit and steal my knickers !!

Why me ?
Of all things, and all places for them to end up.....
The boys got a giggle.
I blushed the same colour as my knickers, and I'm sure, about 49 other shades of red too.

So, my house has been invaded by "monsters". Highly evolved organisms that have never actually been sighted, voracious predators that prey on unsuspecting laundry and their mission ! to drive me insane, and now it also seems, determined to embarrass me in front of my teenage sons !!

Well Mr Monster

Your mission is complete ...                            
Well done.

Keep your eyes peeled for this little fella

Crafty's Blunders and Mishaps...Useless Housewife Tips !

It's funny how a random tweet, and poking a little bit of fun at yourself can inspire a giggle, and spark an idea for a "silly" blog post list...and how a "cheeky" response to that tweet is all you need to set that post in motion ! This is exactly how this post came about, and how from a simple tweet an idea can grow.

Today's blog post is proudly brought to you by "Crafty's Useless Homemaker Tips".
A list of my "housewife" mishaps, that was inspired by a wonderful friend in the "Twitterverse".

"T", this is for you.
Sit back and have a giggle at my expense :)

• When ironing, it's probably a good idea to turn the iron on before you start. Not when your half way through the basket !
• To cook dinner, it helps to defrost the meat AND turn the oven on.
• The washing wont dry unless you remember to peg it out. It sure doesn't smell very nice if left to fester in the machine, especially in a QLD summer !! 
• Cars require fuel....
• Do NOT forget how many children you have....on a few occasions I may, or may not have left a child behind bad mother moment
• A pair of socks do not belong in the freezer, and toothpaste does not belong in the laundry.
• When hubby sends you to Bunnings for a worm farm, don't aimlessly wonder the aisles looking for a "freeze dried" packet, they do not come in "Sea Monkey" form. (Who knew ?)
• Don't forget to remove the plastic from cheese slices, plastic cheese is not real nice !
• Don't drive away from the kids school with their bags in the boot of your car, they may need them, and their lunch during some point in the day.
• When an article of clothing says "Do NOT put in dryer" it's a safe bet not to !
• Make sure both feet are wearing the same kind of shoe.
• Do NOT attempt to colour your hair after a few glasses of wine. You may end up the colour of Barney the Dinosaur.
• Check that your skirt is not tucked in your underpants when leaving a public toilet shame
• When going to a Theme Park, don't wear a low cut top, the ride camera may just take your photo at the "wrong" time (if you know what I mean) 
• Boil the jug before you pour that much needed coffee !!

     and finally, the one tip that I need to take notice of, the one I need to remember !!!!!!

     Drum roll please ........

• PJ's are not appropriate attire for the school run !! You may just get caught !! WHOOPS...

These are of course not all the mishaps that I have had/done, and I am positive that there are many more ahead of me !! 

Hopefully just like me, you have all had a giggle at my expense, and maybe by just giving this post a glance, I have been able to bring a smile to your day :)

Thanks "T" for giving me this idea, I hope that you enjoyed the "silly" read xxx

Six + One = Seven

It's going to be a very busy week here at the crafty household, our family number is about to increase, and there is a lot to do to prepare the room in which our new house mate will occupy.....

This morning began like any other Sunday, hubby starting up the ole coffee pot, while I snuggled down trying to catch a few more minutes of peace before the tribe woke up to begin the day, but this morning, my lay in was interrupted by hubby returning (without coffee) waving a note around that was from our son.

"Dad, when I get up I need to talk to you and Mum"...

Well, there went my Sunday morning peace ! 

Of course I expected the worse, he was fired from his job, he was sick. He was in some sort of trouble, he had been hiding something that could no longer be kept secret...My mind was whirling with possibilities, and unfortunately all of them were making me sick with worry. I should know better, I try my best not to worry, but I think it becomes part of our DNA once we become parents. The fact that we have never been left a note from my son without stating the exact content, made me worry, for him.

After trying to keep busy for an hour or so, I had to get hubby to wake him up. My mind needed to be put to rest (poor kid had been on night shift the previous night) but I knew that we needed to find out what was going on. Hubby was also going through scenarios in his head.

As it turns out, our son was/is completely fine (thank goodness) we had nothing to worry about, but we had a HUGE decision to make. It seems that we have raised our son to be very compassionate and caring towards others (not a bad thing at all). A close friend of his has been having a lot of trouble with the people that she is boarding with and she has to leave. With no where else to go, and not enough finances to go it alone, my son took it upon himself to talk to us, and see if we would be willing to take her in until they could find a place to move into together (they have had plans to share a house with a few others for a while, they just needed more $$$).

It took me back a bit, it was a huge ask, after all we have our other children to think of, and we are  also in the middle of renovations. But we promised to talk it over and and get back to them by the end of the day oh my that didn't give us much time  

With my morning coffee a distant memory, hubby and I decided to go out, have a good STRONG cuppa and talk seriously without interruption about adding to the number in our home. 

Tossing thoughts back and forth, weighing up the decision and coming to the conclusion that a few NEW rules would be necessary, I decided that the decision needed cake, yes definitely cake was needed to go along with my coffee to make a clear decision.

*sigh* there went my diet......

Anyway, diet aside. We came to the conclusion that we couldn't turn this teen away, she needed someone to care for her, she needs our family to lean on, to support her, to be there for her, she needs a helping hand (her family lives away from here, but are aware that she is coming to stay with us)

We have had a family meeting, the boys are all "cool" with our decision and new rules (we will see lol) a lock is planned for the main bathroom door, and a huge room clean and paint is in store for the room in which she will be staying.

So starting tomorrow I am going to be "flat out like a lizard drinking" but I know that it will be worth it, the feeling of helping someone in need is wonderful, and hey it may just be fun to have another female around the house for a while.

Sometimes we need to reach out

Schoolies 2012 .... Here We Go Again !

November 16th .....

This date has me in a tizz. Only 15 days left until this mum becomes a blubbering mess once again. Its time for son number two, to hold his head high with pride and look towards his future. It's time for him to graduate Grade 12. 

The suit and graduation ring has been ordered, the formal tickets purchased, and mum is getting a tad emotional ......

He is my baby, and he is now all grown up !

Graduating is a HUGE deal, but at the moment, the main conversational topic in our house, is of course SCHOOLIES !!
I know that we have been through this before, but no matter how many children you are blessed with, it never seems to get any easier to let them grow up and explore on their own. 

Each year thousands of Year 12 Students descend on their chosen schoolies destination to celebrate the end of their school years and enjoy what is now known as the "ultimate teenage Summer holiday" It's great fun for the graduating students. Its a time for them to let their hair down, celebrate, and just plain old enjoy themselves.
At the same time for parents and guardians, it is nerve wracking, a "stress fest".

My son will be joining in the festivities at Airlie Beach in the beautiful Whitsundays (an hour and twenty minutes from home, and the same place his brother went, back in 2010) security in Airlie Beach for Schoolies week is top priority, and this makes me as a parent VERY pleased. As you can imagine, I am at the moment bomb barding my son with information concerning his safety plain and simple I am bugging him so much he is sick of me but that is of course my job !!
Thankfully, to ensure the safety of all "teens" the team at schoolies.com have a number of safety measures in place, to make sure that this next generation of adults, stays safe.

A  team of volunteers called the "Red Frogs" have been a part of schoolies for the last fourteen years. At least 1200 "Red Frogs" patrol the streets supporting the young people and providing a positive presence. They specialise in walking young ones back home, cooking pancakes, controlling trouble, handing out sugar (hence the name "red frogs") and most importantly offering emotional support through what can be a challenging week.
The site also encourages that the "party goers" add emergency numbers to their mobiles including the Police, their families, friends, and the number of the place that they are staying.

Besides going through what the schoolies.com site recommends and talking about the importance of the " Red Frog" organisation, I have also been drumming into my son that he should always stay in a group and never wonder off on his own. To avoid all offers of drugs and alcohol (he is only 16) and to never leave his drink or food unattended.
I've recommended  that he always carries some cash and his ID on him at all times, and try his best to avoid confrontations.
And though it may seem a little weird, I've also talked to him about the dangers of to many people gathering on balconies. There are to many incidents reported on the news about tragic circumstances surrounding balcony "injuries" and or "deaths" for my liking, and as a parent I feel its my duty to cover as much as I can possibly think about to keep my son safe.

Besides all the doom and gloom, I also have told him to go out and have fun, he has has a tough year, and deserves a little R&R before turning the next corner in his life.

He is sensible, and I trust him, but I don't think that as parents we can ever be to careful.

If you have a son or daughter attending schoolies this year, I would love to hear from you and hear your personal thoughts on schoolies week, and how you have prepared your teen for their ultimate experience.