20 little parcels of sunshine

Luke and I planted the seeds that made this

 As I was doing the washing up I got to thinking about little things that make me smile such as a good quality pair of washing up gloves that are too big for me!

I remembered the time my husband said his life would be perfect if he had a new pair of socks and grapefruit for breakfast every morning. I decided to make his life happier for a while and bought him a month's supply of both. The reality was that our house became covered in the fluff from the socks and he went off grapefruit for quite a while!

There are many things that make me happy such as feeling healthy and spending time with family and friends who make me feel alive but there are many little things that brighten my day. I know these little things are not life changing and if we had them all the time I'd forget to notice them but a list (no particular order) of some of the things that make me smile are...

1. Friendly morning dreams after a good nights sleep
2. Crisp new five pound notes from the cash point (Thank you to the return of the fiver Lodmoor cashpoint!)
3. Singing with a group of friends (a sign of a good night)
4. Joyful running (watching or doing) 
5. My car interior being clean (At least I have some chance of it remaining that way for a short while)

6. Pink iced buns in a bakery window

7. When I get something in my house organised

8. Stripey socks

9. Putting my feet in the sea

10. Digging holes in the sand - Reminds me of lovely Woolacombe summers

11. Growing something large from a small seed

12. Strong female leads in books and films

13. Eating outdoors in the sun

14. Concocting fruit smoothies

15. Self help/feel good books

16. Warm friendly people that are comfortable in themselves

17. Brand new stationery - Preferably pretty, pink or both

18. Genuine hugs

19. Carefree dancing

20. Thinking of things that make me happy

What are the little things that make you a little happier? (If suitable for public, please comment!)

Carnival time

It was carnival day in Weymouth yesterday and I was looking forward to seeing the planes and fireworks with my son Luke.

As often when I make plans things didn't quite work out the way I expected...

Although he did glance at the red arrows especially on their impressive entrance which made us all jump, he was more interested in the little train!

He built sandcastles and jumped in the sand despite the surrounding crowds (must admit I felt a lot less stressed when I joined in!) and then when we returned in the evening we couln't walk past the carousel without a ride.

Not quite what I expected but still quite fun.

   

Celebration!

It is fair to say that before entering this stage of motherhood I could not grasp the wonder that my child could give by showing me his first poo and wee on the potty - but there it was...a miracle!

It's been a tricky road that led to this point but a blue potty that my Mum found in her loft rather than the pristine white ones I had bought and plenty of stickers to decorate the potty and to put on Luke for his achievements seem to have done the trick! (Not forgetting the scary business of letting him wander around without a nappy: we were both astonished at how my foot got wet!)


Anyway I am aware that I have just taken a route that has led me to a mountain, but for now...

a moment of joy!!

Mocking the moccasins

After a lovely jumbly evening of adult conversation, home baked pizza and beautiful live piano music provided at my sister-in-law's house we resorted to the usual childish banter fueled by alcohol or lack of sleep.

At the end of the evening I wish I had my camera with me. My brother-in-law sat in a low atmospheric light, mounted guitars and other instruments behind him. He looked like a cool, modern man verging on the look of a rock star; an impressive portrait in itself. What really struck me was that he was wearing...moccasins!

(Ha- sorry Ian!)

Apart from the funny name of the things and the fact that they are the preferred indoor footwear of my parents, I was intrigued why a person with generally pretty good taste might choose to wear them!

After a discussion I can see that they are comfortable on a hard wooden floors (us ladies were after all wearing comfy boot slippers) and they do have good hard wearing soles that can be worn for the occasional trip outside so actually a practical choice.

My husband wears flip flops or indoor trainers but neither are as comfy.

So the question is 'Why not?!'

Me time?

Strangely creative!

It's late and I should be in bed but I wanted a little 'me time' before I shut my eyes. I feel the need for a little creativity and thought writing a post on my blog might help...

In the above photo Luke was organising frozen food boxes in a row with his cereal before looking at it from a new perspective! Creative, OCD or plain crazy? I'm not sure but it amused me.

Very typical - I am alone for a few minutes and just end up discussing my son!

I will take Luke's lead and see if I can view things from an unusual perspective...

Steam and sand

Luke on Weymouth beach.

I usually take the photos!



Had a great family day out in Swanage.



Luke loved the steam trains.

The broody looking sky was spectacular.

A beautiful day but tired now!! 

Grockles




 


Joined the Grockles (local word for tourists!) out at Portland Bill.

We enjoyed ice creams and delicious cream scones from 'The Lobster Pot' - the best I've tasted anywhere. Exploring the rock pools brought back lovely childhood memories.