The big guy

This will always be in my top 10 songs of all time.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-blEgMyJwU



Shame i never got to see the big guy up close and personal and we had tickets as well. I'm sure the songs will still be around long after the sicko jokes have disappeared.

My two favourite boys

Enough said.

The dark glasses are from the ultra successful laser surgery he had the day before. Hours after we were at a BBQ on possibly the sunniest day of the year and he said he has felt absolutely no pain! Lasik it is then! Can't wait for a consultation when i am no longer a boobie milk mama!

Sorry for being a rubbish poster this week. I seem to be behind in everything at the moment but spending alot of time cutting out things from my zillion magazines in a bid to centralise all my clippings i want to keep in a couple of scrapbooks rather than keeping ALL my magazines. I am trying to streamline in preparation of moving house. Now all we have to do is sell it!
Damn you credit crunch/House slump !!

House Fever

image from livingetc.com
find the whole house here.

Hello again. I'm afraid to say i have a severe case of house fever. We have our house on the market and have unfortunately found somewhere that's a bit of a project that we'd like to buy. Only thing is we haven't sold ours and i'm already in a state of house fever.

For me this means constant scanning of new ideas, magazines, blogs to search for ways to create new and amazing rooms in my ahem...er new ( not yet house).

Bear with me on the image front as i'm having probs using images from other sites. They don't always copy due to copyright??? And i must find out how to do a flickr mosaic but until then!

I am in love with...

this table

this office space

this playhouse, which would all obviously look lush with my new walnut floors and pale walls!

More dreaming to come. It's all i do at the moment. That oh and watch the Rachel Zoe project. Gotta love it! Oh yeah...and look after my kiddies!

My photo has been published!

Yay! I was so excited to get a flickr message that one of my 'dummy' photos that i took in Stockholm last year had been chosen to appear in the new Schmap online travel guide.

Small things make me very happy!

Check it out!

My little runaway

Yes her. The not long turned 2 year old. Growing up so fast it makes me feel as if i'm in a constant state of fast forward. So fiercely independent. I honestly don't know where she gets it from.

Last week we visited a friend with some other friends who also have crazy 2 year olds. To cut it short. I thought she was playing in the garden. She wasn't. When i didn't see or hear her for a few minutes i went into the garden to search for her. It was a long garden and you can't see to the end. I was gone for 5 minutes or so. By the time i came back in the house my heart had started to race. I went to check upstairs and realised that the front door was ajar...

She was with one of the others little girls in a neighbours front garden down the road clutching toys in both hands. Two ladies were questioning them obviously trying to find out where they had come from. I bet she wouldn't even remember. It's not our house, would she remember what front door she came out of? They weren't taken aback by our dismay and horror but they didn't seem too worried either. They had just decided it was time for a little adventure of their own. Totally oblivious to danger and at the same time to fear.

After the initial anger, relief, shock...a whole whirlwind of emotion i guess i just felt sick. How our whole life could have changed in that one instant. Its a real busy road with lots of parked cars. They wouldn't have been seen. The image of her body lying in the road still comes to me at night but even worse what if they'd just disappeared without a trace? Never to be seen again?

I guess these things happen to give you a reality check. Don't take it for granted that your child can't open a front door or that someone else has locked it. Don't think they are playing in the garden, know they are. It would have been my fault and i can try ever harder to protect her under my wing but for how long i don't know.

Jeez i'm usually relaxed but now the thought of her going to the shops aged 12 on her own gives me shivers. Then again i can't be the one that aged 18 is still driving her to School because i don't want her to get a bus. When does your responsibility stop and theirs start? Not sure anyone really knows the answer but i guess one day i'm going to find out. Let's just hope there's no more adventure escapes for quite some time.

PS. Thank you God! You kept her safe. There's a chocolate brownie point waiting for you at my house. x

Happy Birthday Lulu!

Hoping i look as good at 37 as you do! Have a good year gorgeous! xx

This is your present. Just waiting for it to arrive! I think this says a lot about you at the moment!

I have a dream...and it involves BIG sunglasses

Loving these Dirty Dogs!
I'm so jealous. Nick went and had a consultation for laser eye surgery today and is booked in to have his eyes fixed later this month. I would love to be able to wear a big fat pair of these. My eyesight has been getting progressively worse and i seem to wear glasses all the time now. It doesn't bother me until the sun shines and then it makes me crazy! For some reason, my prescription and sun glasses don't mix, unless you like the teeny weeny styles that let in all the light and are totally useless anyway. Because even with the thinning my lenses remain big and heavy and bulbous and not suitable for large or rounded shapes. Darn fashion!

Anyway, I will continue with my dream to wear normal sunglasses until after i have finished feeding my babe (can't have surgery til after this time as your prescription changes after having a baby...hormones again!) Maybe i'll just take the plunge and get used to sticking my fingers in my eye and go ahead and try out those contacts everyone has been wearing for years!

Happiness is...

My favourite Emma Bridgewater cup. Oh so true!

I love my boy

I love this photo. He looks a bit annoyed, probably because i stripped him off and put him on a fluffy rug that got in his mouth so that me and my friend Erika could takes some cute pics of him at 8 weeks. This weekend he was 12 weeks old and i realised how much i love him. Takes a while to kick in and be real sometimes. But how could i resist?

Not that i was ever disappointed but surprised. He wasn't what i expected. I was sure he was a girl. Another girl. I had pictured 'her' and Kitty in the future, sisters just like me and mine. I had grown up with all girls, all girl cousins and had lived with me and my mum and my sister. I think the only thing i couldn't wrap my head around was that Kitty did not have a sister but i hadn't considered what she would gain from having a brother.

I'm so pleased he belongs to me, well really more that i belong to him. (If you have read Amy Bloom's novel 'Away' you'll understand why i put it like that.)

Sometimes great expectations can be better when they are not exactly what you are expecting.

Fifty people one question.

Sorry for the absence. I've been busy.

But mostly I've been totally blown away watching these. It's better than TV any day.
I don't know why I find it so amazing or emotional for that reason. Maybe its the answers it evokes insides me. Whatever it is i find it fascinating. Absolutely blindingly riveting. The way we all have different priorites and thoughts.

The question they asked 'what would you like to happen by the end of today' in New Orleans was the one that got to me the most. Go take a look.

What's your answer?

Unravelling

Tell me, what is it you plan to do

with your one wild and precious life?

~ Mary Oliver

I'm very excited to say that in the spirit of self discovery and a love of photography I have been prompted by sfgirlbybay and Bliss to sign up for an online course. I'm slightly scared about the possibilities of what I have let myself in for but mostly excited. It feels good to commit to doing something positive in your life to move you on out of your comfort zone. For me it will also focus my mind on sorting out my old photos before I start taking too many new ones and that's got to be a good thing. More focus, less procrastinating!

;)

Happy Easter

Although i am not too fond of clucking hens (irrational fear of having my face pecked or feet or well anything pecked off really!) I do love eggs.

Easter Sunday we had a delicious brekkie of scrambled eggs and bacon on toast. I have then continued in my love of eggs ever since, chocolate eggs. Cadbury's have a lot to answer for!
It's not wrong to eat your childrens AND your friends children's eggs is it? Oops!

I'm going to miss those hats!

Hello warmer weather. We welcome you here in England. We crave you, your gorgeous light through our windows and sun warming our face. I want to bathe in your beauty. Do me a favour and stick around for a while. Please.


But boy am i going to miss those hats. It's one of her favourite things to wear. She loves to wear wellies and she loves a cosy hat. I only wished I looked as cute as her in mine.

All the best nights out are those unplanned

Hope you had a great weekend. Mine was totally unplanned and fabulous and ended up in a totally random crazy night out with an old friend whilst the boys stayed in to look after the babes. Not sure quite how we ended up going out but it was FUN! (dodgy phone pics always show a good night!)

I now feel youthful and teenlike and in love. My hubby let me lie in and sorted out the kids in the night. And let me say I am definitely thankful for small pleasures such as this. Life is great.

One of those days.

Today I have been mainly dealing with the above. I seem to have lost my sense of humour in the process, which is unlike me. One of my friends calls this a code red day. Thankfully it is nearly over. One madam and her testing two year old antics and one little boy who at 7 weeks old nearly has his first two teeth seemed also to have their code red days today, together.

What to do when you want to scream? Well scream, silently if you are in an inappropriate public place like the library of course! Then breathe and smile. It also helps if you get to see understanding friends or family to take your mind off it and remind yourself that tomorrow is another day and no one gets two code red days together.

(unless you are really unlucky.) Fingers crossed for me tomorrow.

Dummy Art

On a recent trip to Stockholm we visited Skansen Zoo and found these. An amazing array of dummies, thousands of them created into a mass work of art. Some of them were left around the zoo, fallen under bushes and spat out mid tantrum no doubt. Most of them however were donated by children giving up their habit once and for all. Someone's trash into modern art. Recycling at its finest. Long live uber cool Scandinavia. Oh and our son was conceived on this trip. Must have been something in the trees ;)

So this is it.

I have finally managed not to procrastinate long enough to fumble my way through a dream i have had for a while now to start my own blog.

Why? I was inspired. I felt a calling like this could be my purpose in life to document. What , i'm not sure? I have become a daily reader of some of my dear favourites like some secret obsession! I have to pretend I'm doing something useful and worthwhile like online banking or food shopping for home delivery just so as not to have to explain why the hell i have spent the last four hours reading about someone else's life, thoughts, creations etc... But why my own blog? Not quite sure i can explain that eloquently enough not to sound up my own jacksy! I'm not even sure if i want anyone to read this just yet! Basically let's just say i want to end my struggle with procrastinating and actually do some of those things i've always talked about, thought about, before its too darn late. The worst thing right now is getting to that point in life where instead of being 'one day when i ...' it becomes crystal clear that actually the opportunity has passed me by and now maybe i'll never actually see that particular day again. In fact, maybe i'll just go ahead and make one of these...

Making my first post is hopefully a start to a beautiful friendship with me and who knows...maybe just my mac!

Here's to some fun times together...cheers!