Tag Archives: good things

Dec 30th, 2010

That was the year that was*

There’s been bits I could have done without and there’s been times that have not been fun for anyone living with me, but I’m finishing the year feeling not too bad at all and on reflection 2010 had a whole bunch of pretty fabulous bits too. Here’s a few of them. A beautiful day at […]

Nov 25th, 2010

Thankful Thursday

I’m taking a leaf out of Ariane‘s book for this one (oh, and I believe there’s some sort of big holiday about giving thanks happening overseas somewhere…), here’s what I’m grateful for today: Friends who respond to a very last minute invite to a candle party (like a Tupperware party only with, well, candles), and […]

Nov 19th, 2010

Dried leaves in boiling water…

…an exercise in associative blogging. Tea. My Nanna (Dad’s mum), who I remember as teaching me to drink tea – no sugar, a bit of milk, strong and hot. Breathing in the steam from the mug, cupped in cold hands, sitting around a campfire at night. So many glorious camping holidays with my family and […]

Nov 6th, 2010

Sleeping – a picspam post

I was going back through all my photos on my laptop looking for images for another post that’s sitting in my drafts folder and I kept coming across photos of me or one of the kids with either a child or a pet asleep on top of us. Here they are. Tom, post spag bol, […]

May 9th, 2010

Sundays In My City

Hosted by Unknown Mami Today I was treated to breakfast in bed. I received flowers, tea and chocolates, lots of cuddles, and the mini french press for coffee that I’ve been coveting for a while. Then I lay in bed with my book, my laptop (so I could write my post for my Mum) and […]

Feb 11th, 2010

Good things

It was a little scary how much of this I ate before thinking “Hmmm, that might be enough.” I blame @The_Ausmerican On Monday afternoon Caitlin arrived home with these They’re from the lovely Juliette who I know through the kids’ school and who occasionally comments here, she decided to spoil me with real flowers instead […]