It's SNOWING...

 

Zoo

The twins were one. Happy Birthday boys! Off we went to the zoo.

long or short?

At the moment i am long. I am growing and it is getting loonng.
Somehow this one picture kind of rips my years of hair growing resolve...oh and that hair dyeing thing i thought i'd never go back to. Yep, ruined.

Heidi Hackemer/Six items or less Via Carousel.

Not saying i'm going to rush out and do this but i know somewhere the short is coming back. Sometime, someplace, maybe sooner than i thought.

FYI: That picture is so me. I'd need smaller boobs but the rest of it i'm loving minus a few pounds of baby shizz. One for the fridge!

Madonna eat your heart out

Envy is a terrible disease

It is sickening. It is shallow. I need to get over it!

A lovely collection of Christmas presents did not help.

And neither did my little trip to a new friend's house today for an impromptu coffee. I smiled though i could of cried at the beauty of her period yet contemporary house. I melted in her kitchen/dining/living room. Nearly wet myself in her hallway and almost cried in her downstairs toilet....(cloakroom to all the posh people.) Her house was large, but it is never the size that appeals, more the style that gets you,  don't you agree? I never saw upstairs. And i did not of course ask to take photos and publish them in my blog. Surely not on a first 'date'! Did i mention it was IMMACULATE and she has 2 kids.

My problem is that
a) I am a chameleon. I do not have just one style i like. I change my mind a lot. Though recently i have seen a new clarity that seems to come from listening to what i love in my heart and not to follow my head.
Why do i have cream shutters in my kitchen when i actually don't like the colour cream?
Well somehow i was convinced by someone else that white would look bad with the cream cabinets. But in actual fact my heart told me white and now in hindsight i think, well i could just paint the cabinets so that they matched!

b)i have an ever changing idea of what to do with my house. Mainly because i am always just trying to make do. We spent every penny on buying 'the' house and don't get me wrong. It's a wonderful house but it is just not my perfect style. So unless you have the funds to do the whole room makeover in one, room by room - new furniture, new window dressings, new floors etc... you constantly strive to make do, bit by bit, and doesn't always make for a cohesive look.

Any of this sound familiar. Anyone else with a small case of house envy?

I wonder if they therapy for this? 

(ps. This is for light relief and self catharsis. There is no need to comment to tell me that living in the slums of India or some other poverty stricken place in the world would surely cure me. I am aware of this but reserve the right to post such flippant and frivolous rubbish anyway!)

First Christmas...

A merry Christmas to you and a very happy new year

Christmas to do list

Cards to distant friends : tick

 Tree up: tick

Nativity from last year out and already bent and trashed played with: tick

Happy Birthday to me

Big fat 33.
Basically spent last weekend...

 Image via Pinterest/  Urban Outfitters.

Fun. Fun. Fun.
(If you've heard of TOWIE...we had a 'The Only Way is Essex Party. Hilarious!)

19 days...

I am totally miffed that the days are just evaporating before my eyes. I am miffed that i haven't finished buying presents, haven't started wrapping presents and have only just ordered mt christmas cards online. WHERE does time go?

Hence my absence. I will not bore you with a tirade of rubbish posts and instead have decided to make this month a crazy sporadic month at procrastination mama. Basically. I'll be around as much as this crazy life of mine allows over the next couple of weeks! Did i mention we are still to buy a tree and decorate?

On the plus side, I saw Kitty in her first ever play 'happy birthday Jesus' at school today. She was sat at the back of the stage and it was muchas amusing to watch her poke her eyelids, make crazy faces and randomly sing to entertain herself whilst the show was on. Guess she thought no one was really watching. Oh to be 4.

I love this time of year. I love the magic the excitement, the present finding, the smell of the tree but sometimes all the time it takes to go to all the christmas lunches, parties, drinks, fetes and plays, shopping, wrapping, planning, cooking and look after the kids is seriously no walk in the park. Plus both Mr C and my birthday's thrown in and it's like you need an extra 5 days just to fit everything in!

Anyone know how to pull off a simple family christmas season?

xoxo

This is why permanent markers and kids do not mix.

Luckily these were whiteboard pens. Not half as much scrubbing required, but for them, still as much fun!

Just chillin'

 Photos taken by the amazing Louise Freeland.

It's half term this week from school/clubs/and that crazy rollercoaster of a hamster wheel called family life! Mr. C is working away so i mostly going to be chillin' with the crew. Going to try and shut off the trusty computer for a few days and enjoy. Catch up with you in a few days.

Feeling like you need a break...maybe you should do the same? I'm hoping it will be revitalising and revolutionary! Well maybe just a tad more relaxing. A bientôt!

New shoes

   And new hair. Every girls dream...well mine anyway. I need a little sparkle pick me up. I am tired, life is busy, the house is messy, washing is everywhere, ironing is...oh wait. I don't iron! Still. The mess is draining me. Not sure where to start. Wish i could put on some sparkly shoes, do my hair and run around the garden instead. So much more fun.

15 Weeks

She is such a good baby. Lola, you rock!

Love is...

someone who let's you eat the bigger chocolate souffle.

 

And someone who swaps their fillet steak (because it is perfectly cooked) with yours...(a bit too overdone) so that you get the perfect one. 

We celebrated 6 years of wedded bliss and 3 mini Chalks this weekend.

One of them not so mini anymore as she managed to take this picture!

We went to the beach. It was hot. It is October. Unheard of!

Not quite successful with one king of tantrums who refused to set foot on the sand!

We enjoyed flying kites and eating ice cream anyway.

And in the balmy evening Mr C and I strolled down to a local eatery and leisurely dined in style, walked home with the stars and felt like we were actually on holiday with the heat of the evening air.

Happy happy days.