Infinite #100happydays
This was a recent birthday gift from the Mister. And you know what? It turns out that when you’re so tired you can’t remember exactly what day of the week it is, and your brain is leaking out of your ears, and it feels like just staying upright takes a concerted effort, but you just…
You might recall my sort-of-eulogy on Day #131 about the owner of the garden I pass on a daily basis on my way to and from my son’s creche. Since then I have posted a smattering of photographs documenting the giant daisies as they slowly come into bloom. Now, finally, the garden is in full…
Some of you might recall the unavailability of Hawkeye’s Captain America trousers during my mad rush to locate a superhero costume a few weeks ago. Since then the trousers did eventually get laundered and I put them on Hawkeye today as they were light enough for the weather forecast and were the closest to hand…
The Mister and I got to see Wonder Woman today in cinema and it was Wonderful. I have a new hero, and many feelings about this movie, but need more time to sort them out in my head before I can articulate anything. Edited to add: I also got to see Batman vs Superman this…
No, really. Feck off. Nothing to see here today. I’m busy tonight.
This post is a short self-reflective pause. A public service announcement, if you will. I have enjoyed blogging massively so far. Some days are a struggle, other days I have trouble stopping writing. I definitely want to continue. However, posting daily is a huge time commitment that I really can’t afford. I have other projects…
I can’t remember the last time I wore Hawkeye in the sling. It was sometime late last autumn because he liked being taken to creche on his push-trike that he got for his birthday, and when the steering on the trike broke, we began to use the stroller because the weather was cold and although I have a…
This is from the unit of kids a bit older than Hawkeye. I don’t know the identities of any of the kids who did these, but I absolutely adore the one in the upper left hand corner. All the others are clearly following the adult lead – matchsticks for whiskers, pasta twirls for fur or…
I am a self-confessed tea snob. I would not say that I have highly refined tastes, or that I can pick out the difference between a darjeeling and an assam leaf at fifty paces. I don’t like drinking my tea out of dainty porcelain tea cups that hold about three sips of tea. And I’m…
The summer home brewing season has begun!
Things I’ve accidentally learned this morning: 1. The origin of the word “pineapple” 2. The origin of the word “ananas” 3. Why most other languages use “ananas” whereas English uses “pineapple” to describe the fruit in question 4. The probable origin of the word “banana” 5.The fact that “banana” and “ananas” sound similar is a…
