Greeetings all,
Ah, life, it's only as busy as you make it, 'tis my new bohemian approach to slowing down life this week. I've only ever had one nanny in my world, for my first baby when i was an oil baroness fueling the mining industry. She said "don't rush, be organised & make your children feel special, not an inconvenience you have to hurry". I grew up with a neighbour who was always rushing her children around, honking the car horn, it was constant chaos. My mother, she floated around raising the 4 of us, in constant calm, we were happy, organised & punctual. I don't like being busy, I loathe rushing. I like to tick things off my 'nice to do' list & centre myself. I think it's a good example to my children too, don't overschedule or overcommit. Leaving the P&C wasn't easy, i've had phone calls & emails asking me to stay on, sorry, i don't want the responsibility anymore.
So i'm a short hair girl who is low maintenace (irony) & had the most fabulous & graceful Japanese young man cut my hair this week. I like his work, no more boy band hair cuts for me & lots of friends have noticed, my dead-straight-thick-hair has bounce & life again.
I made another batch of hot water bottle covers, international flavour.
Oh, pretty butterflies with a Bambi button & a transport one with a car button. I got to school early each afternoon this week to do some hand stitching in the car, therapeutic & a great car spot too. Love not rushing!!
We spent two whole nights ditching homework for Lego.
Even the car got a pampering at the drive through car wash.
Farmers Market on a brisk Saturday morning, oh the orange juice will do my itchy throat the world of good. Have to admit, i've felt run down all week, but always better after the gym.
We picked up fresh flowers & all the ingredients for homemade carbonara (free range eggs, leg ham, mushrooms, Italian bread) which i'll make with my youngest daugther tonight & test drive our new cutting tool to make frilly fettuccine.
With handsome soldier in town & his fear of freezing (this is a man who has ice climbed in Canada & patrolled through -20C Afghan Winters) he made good on his offer to replace our newly wed underlay & doona with luxurious new ones from the David Jones preWinter 30% off sale (if you ever want to sponsor me DJs, don't hesitate). Well, um, $2K RRP (gulp, no wonder we only replace this stuff every 15 years & wait for sales) we will dive onto this gorgeous Summer/ Winter reversible woollen underlay . . .
under a new wool quilt + new pillows, new doona cover & this new silvery quilted bed coverlet tonight - we're using it as a throw, but there is double doona potential. I don't sleep well when i'm on my own, but i think this can only help. Beautiful bedlinen, ah, heaven.
When we build we will might reupholster this bedhead (i still like the shape & style) but it's a decade old & now has custom design additions - an alien drawn with green texta & a chap stick love heart, i.e. it screams "we have children who jump around in here" rather than boudoire.
The doona cover is actually a jet green (the darkest green ever) & very masculine. Yes, i'm the floral patchworker who loves Cath Kidston, Amy Butler & Rachel Ashwell, but i can't imagine handsome soldier feeling at all sexy in such surrounds, so i've never inflicted florals on him.
Finally, as per last week's Grateful post 'breaking point' i marched the broken bed base into Harvey Norman (yes, the WHOLE FULLY CONSTRUCTED bed base, which made for an interesting ride to school that morning with 3 children trapped under it) & the staff could not have been more wonderful, professional, understanding & quick to say "we'll replace it completely". Glee, mind you, i did look like a woman who was not going to take no for an answer. Now this mattress stands in the hallway, waiting it's new bed. Ah, have a dreamy weekend & find more gratefuls at Maxabella Loves.
Next week i'm spending more time thinking up other ways to slow down, which will contradict me screaming "run run run" as my 3 youngest try out for Cross Country. My biggest girl is already in the regional high school team, yippee. Love Posie
PS not so grateful that Blogger stole 48 hours worth of comments & denied me leaving any comments anywhere in blog land, sigh.
PS not so grateful that Blogger stole 48 hours worth of comments & denied me leaving any comments anywhere in blog land, sigh.
