Well what a damp and drizzly week it’s been! Today has dawned sunny, if cold, and I’m hoping it’ll stay that way for the weekend as there are two dozen tulip and narcissus bulbs waiting to be planted up at Plot 15.
Today I turn 42.
42, if you’re a Douglas Adams fan, is the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe and everything. And you know what, I think he’s right.
Oh my goodness where has the week gone?! I suspect that this will become the running theme of these weekly roundups. The days just seem to skitter away from me at the moment with each rolling into the next so quickly. I’m still catching up on my comments from last week’s Little Loves post. I wish time would slow down just a little bit.
This week I’ve been prepping for Christmas. Too early you may think but I love Christmas and tend to go all out on the decorations etc. If I’m going to get everything on my to-do list done before the big day then I have to start now.
Oh I do so love autumn. Crisp fallen leaves, foggy mornings, ankle boots and a pocket full of conkers. If I were a season (a la Grease 2 – anyone else love that movie?) I would most definitely be Fall.
More than anything else I love the colours of autumn. Those vibrant reds, chestnut browns, dusky pinks and who can forget the intense orange of a freshly picked pumpkin. Just delicious!
I keep a little list on my phone of funny things that Bubs says. Some of them are very strange indeed, some of them are hilarious in that way that four year olds can be and some are just plain cute. Here are a few of her latest musings.
You know that feeling when something you’ve been wishing and planning for actually comes to fruition? That is the feeling I have about our summer.
I’m not saying it was perfect because, let’s be realistic here, life with a ‘spirited’ four year old can be a bit of a trial. There was an increased level of shoutiness from both Bubs and myself that is just the soundtrack to our lives at the moment but in amongst the grumpiness our days were pretty great.