Two Thousand and Eleven

Just for the record I'm not really into calling it 'twenty-eleven'.

We're home from a great time in Sydney where we caught up with lots of friends, ate too much food, had the odd sleep-in thanks to generous grandparents or spouses and taught the kids to eat all their food out of some kind of packet. 

So the news of the hour is that Michael found a way to leave on holidays working for the bank and return from holidays as an employee for a new organisation.  Not really, the truth is that God orchestrated a miraculous set of circumstances for Michael late December and he is returning to his old job (pre GFC) as of next week.  It all happened before our eyes and we are grateful beyond explanation.  Look out for the guy who has had 18 months worth of job unsatisfaction and is pumped to get his teeth into something he loves. 

The year that will be.