I came out of the changing room, two skirts over my arm that fit and were in the sales, feeling quite pleased with myself. Shopping is often a fraught and emotional outting for me and I seemed to have come out unscathed and successful from this one. I headed towards the stairs to find Rasmus in…
Brave is my one little word for 2012. Sometimes I’ll be sharing my thoughts on it and how it is shaping me, with you all here. I have a little figurine that my mum gave me a few years ago, one of the willow tree ones that are so popular now. She’s one of their…
I have an immense love of handwritten letters, cards and postcards. As grateful as I am, especially now, for all the many instant ways I have to connect with friends and family, there is just nothing quite like the feeling of opening the postbox and discovering between the bills and flyers for pizza delivery, a…
The most wasted of all days is that in which we have not laughed. ~ Nicolas Chamfort (Photos of my parents have a good laugh on Christmas Eve)
Yesterday morning I couldn’t wake up. Just couldn’t. I normally roll out of bed when Rasmus is finished in the bathroom, so that I am up and ready to start my day when he leaves for the office. Yesterday it didn’t happen. I couldn’t keep my eyes open, couldn’t throw off that heavy feeling of…
I have a lot to do. I haven’t had a full time job since last April, but I have my event planning course that I’m supposed to be finishing this summer, my blog to keep up with, and a few fun projects that I’m working on (more on those later this month!). I should have…