Tuesday | Yes. I did get stalked by a hot air balloon today

At 7.15am this morning my balloon stalker appeared, all noisy, huffing and puffing over our house, whooshing and wheezing away and whipping the 372 neighbourhood dogs into a frenzy.  That sounded real nice.

Then after I had dropped Ethan off at school and was heading to work, I rounded a corner and who was there, all up in the air and like “haaayyyy”.  Balloon Stalker.  I stopped and took this picture on the side of the road to see if I could gt his balloon license plate in case he kept this up {did you see what I did there? up!}.

Around the next bend, and he was all “haaayyyy girl, I’m going to land right here in this street”.  So I stopped and took another photo because he was so much closer this time that I for sure thought the balloon stalker police would be able to ID his ride if I had to make a complaint.

People are so weird.  Get a hobby.



Published by


I live in rural Auckland, New Zealand. Two boys, one big, one not so big and 2 boy dogs belong to me and I them. I love Coca Cola in all of its sugar-less forms and I love you internet. I take way too many pictures of my kids and collect them all here. This is what I am doing when I should be cleaning or cooking or doing other 'useful' things.