My weekend has mainly been spent…

Vintage Desk Retro Wallpaper

  • Trying not to laugh when Jesse came into our room at 5.55am to tell us he was being a really good boy and waiting until the sun was awake before climbing into our bed.
  • Stifling giggles when he came back 10 minutes later to tell us he was still being a good boy and taking himself off to the toilet.
  • Burying my head in the pillow when he wandered in 10 minutes later still to tell us he was continuing to be a good boy, but that he was starting to get a bit lonely.
  • Letting him climb into bed for a cuddle.
  • Giving up and heading downstairs.
  • Sipping tea on the sofa.
  • Delightedly opening the door to the Ocado man. Our cupboards had been decidedly bare for quite a while.
  • Unloading the shopping while the children watched The Princess and the Frog.
  • Contemplating my deep love of Disney films.
  • Enjoying an omelette for breakfast, heavy on the hot sauce.
  • Lingering in the shower.
  • Slipping on clean PJs.
  • Stealing away to Izzy’s room. I desperately needed to catch up on work after losing a few days to a rotten sickness bug earlier in the week {yup, I caught it too}.
  • Listening to the children play with their father.
  • Writing 1000 words before lunch.
  • Tucking into a fish finger sandwich.
  • Retreating back upstairs.
  • Writing again.
  • Welcoming the kids and Mr. LA back from the park.
  • Considering how much I love the rosy glow the children get after a walk in the cold.
  • Listening to Izzy practice her guitar.
  • Drinking hot chocolate.
  • Writing some more.
  • Packing up and pouring myself a glass of wine.
  • Cooking and eating spaghetti bolognaise.
  • Snuggling up on the sofa for a family movie night.
  • Nibbling onion ring crisps and haribo.
  • Having a quick dance around the living room while the final credits rolled.
  • Laughing at Jesse’s elaborate attempts at pulling shapes.
  • Tucking the children into bed.
  • Squeezing in a few episodes of Peep Show before bed.
  • Sleeping in.
  • Stumbling downstairs in search of tea.
  • Eating fried egg sandwiches for breakfast.
  • Squirreling away in Izzy’s room again.
  • Daydreaming when I should have been writing.
  • Writing, writing, writing.
  • Grabbing lunch and waving everyone off as they headed to Clifton for Izzy’s drama class.
  • Moving my laptop downstairs.
  • Listening to the Amelie soundtrack while I worked.
  • Drinking tea and eating chocolate.
  • Immersing myself in the wedding I was writing about. From the flowers and the cake to the way the groom looked at his bride.
  • Marvelling at just how much I love my job.
  • Pausing briefly to tidy up. I struggle to clear my mind when I can see chaos everywhere I look.Or you know, procrastination.
  • Lighting candles and making another cup of tea.
  • Writing some more.
  • Finally feeling as if the finish line were within my reach.
  • Warming baked beans on the hob as the children piled in through the front door with their father.
  • Squabbling about travel arrangements for half term.
  • Reading bedtime stories and giving goodnight kisses.
  • Ordering a Chinese and looking forward to an evening spent relaxing on the sofa.

Love Audrey xxx

My weekend has mainly been spent…

Izzy Unwell

If I had the energy to write this post properly it would simply say ‘cleaned up vomit, cried tears of exhaustion, cleaned up more vomit’. My weekend series might be about finding beauty amidst the mundane, collecting memories and striving to appreciate simple moments spent together as a family, but even I would struggle to craft something worth reading from the 48 hours I’ve just had.

With Mr. LA out of the country, I’ve been flying solo since Thursday. The cupboards are bare, I’ve run out of wine and I’ve done more laundry in the last two days than I normally would in an entire year. Things are finally looking up though. Both children are asleep, I’ve just ordered a take away, and I even managed a shower this afternoon. Who knows, tomorrow I might actually get dressed!

In the absence of my weekly bullet points, do tell me how you spent your weekend? I’m guessing it was more fun than mine.

Love Audrey xxx

My weekend has mainly been spent…

Lotta From Stockholm Tan Peep Toe Clogs Autumn Leaves Autumn Playground Collecting Conkers October Autumn Weekend Autumn Light Child Swinging in Tree

  • Lying on the sofa bed in our living room. We had given up our room as my parents were staying for the weekend.
  • Waking up as Jesse ambled in, followed closely by my mum.
  • Sipping tea and trying to clear my head.
  • Accompanying mum to the walk-in centre. She arrived full of cold on Friday afternoon and was feeling pretty awful by the time she woke up. She’s a nurse herself and never gets ill, or rather she never complains when she is, so the fact she wanted someone to check her over had me a little worried.
  • Heading home for breakfast when they advised her that the best thing she could do was take it easy.
  • Deciding a lazy day was the best possible course of action, considering how rotten my mum felt and the fact it was raining heavily.
  • Slipping back into my brand new pyjamas. I do love Next for nightwear.
  • Serving up brunch. Pancakes and crispy bacon with lashings of maple syrup is always a good idea.
  • Lounging around, chatting and reading, while the children watched Brave.
  • Warming some soup for lunch.
  • Surviving a baking disaster with the children. Does anyone have a foolproof recipe for the Scandinavian spiced biscuits known as ‘Pepperkaker’? Let’s just say the one we tried didn’t quite go according to plan!
  • Watching the rain clouds disappear.
  • Deciding to take a walk to the park while my mum rested on the sofa.
  • Slipping on a frock and wrapping up warm in my winter coat.
  • Trailing after Jesse as he sped ahead on his scooter.
  • Enjoying the October sunshine. St George’s Park looked spectacularly golden.
  • Watching the children play on the climbing frame.
  • Hunting for conkers.
  • Searching for other signs of autumn with Izzy.
  • Closely examining tiny bugs among the cow parsley.
  • Racing after Jesse as he scooted down the hill with Mr. LA at his side.
  • Letting Izzy swing on the low branches of an old tree.
  • Slowly meandering home.
  • Drinking tea and reading the paper.
  • Cooking fish pie and apple scrumble.
  • Sipping wine and joining in with the Telegraph pub quiz. It’s one of my favourite things to do with my parents.
  • Eating too much.
  • Saying goodnight to my mum when she headed upstairs for an early night.
  • Sitting up late, talking with Mr. LA and my bonus dad.
  • Discovering The Cup Song. I know we’re probably very late to the party, but Izzy and I are now obsessed. We shall master it if it kills us.
  • Feeling a tiny bit tipsy as I clambered into bed.
  • Wishing Jesse would sleep past 7am.
  • Dozing while he watched cartoons.
  • Delivering warm lemon and honey to my mum.
  • Helping Mr. LA fix fried egg sandwiches for breakfast.
  • Waving my parents off.
  • Diving into the shower.
  • Deciding to spend the day in my PJs. Again.
  • Catching up on chores.
  • Pottering in the yarden.
  • Hanging laundry out to dry.
  • Grabbing lunch and packing Izzy off to a new performing arts class in Clifton.
  • Making mugs of hot chocolate for me and Jesse.
  • Curling up on the sofa to watch Wall-E.
  • Enjoying the peace, quiet and cuddles.
  • Sitting with Jess, watching him work on filling up another colouring book.
  • Listening to Kate Bush while I busied myself in the kitchen.
  • Serving up a huge pasta bake just as Mr. LA and Izzy tumbled in through the door.
  • Wrestling the children into the shower.
  • Helping them pull on their PJs, giving good night kisses and reading bedtime stories.
  • Planning to collapse on the sofa any minute now…

Love Audrey xxx

My weekend has mainly been spent…

Gourmet Burger Kitchen Bristol Gourmet Burger Kitchen Bristol Izzy and Franky College Green Bristol Jesse throwing a tantrum Nutella French Toast Roll Ups Apple Scrumble Birthday Candles Izzy

  • Trying to persuade Jesse to go back to sleep until the sun came up.
  • Lingering beneath the covers for as long as possible.
  • Dragging myself downstairs for a cup of tea.
  • Snuggling on the sofa with the children while we all waited for Mr. LA’s brother to surface. He’s been staying with us for the last week.
  • Grabbing a quick breakfast and jumping in the shower.
  • Pulling on a frock, black opaques and my beloved Lotta clogs. They’re rarely off my feet and I’m already planning my next purchase.
  • Riding the bus into town.
  • Slowly making our way up Park Street.
  • Popping into the Music Room to buy a songbook for Izzy. She’s just started learning the guitar and so far she’s really enjoying it.
  • Stopping for lunch at Gourmet Burger Kitchen. So much love for their Camemburger. And the sweet potato fries. And the baconnaise.
  • Eating too much.
  • Continuing up the hill to Bristol Museum and Art Gallery.
  • Trailing after the children as they rushed from room to room, marvelling at dinosaurs, exotic animals and curious rocks and minerals.
  • Listening to them both chatter about the paintings and sculptures on display. This was actually the first time Jesse showed any interest in the art galleries and I really enjoyed hearing his take on things.
  • Popping to a few shops before meandering back to the harbourside.
  • Dodging the crowds as we strolled past the market stalls.
  • Waiting patiently for a bus.
  • Doing my best to ignore Jesse as he threw a tantrum that involved rolling around on the floor and whinging loudly.
  • Feeling sleepy all the way home.
  • Collapsing on the sofa.
  • Drinking tea and waiting for our online shop to be delivered.
  • Packing groceries away while the children played.
  • Cooking and eating Asian Style Salmon and Noodle Broth.
  • Wrestling the children into the bath.
  • Reading Jesse a few chapters from The Twits*. Oh how we love Roald Dahl!
  • Sipping wine as the men agonised over which film to watch.
  • Giving up on Sinister half way through. Not my cup of tea at all.
  • Falling into bed around midnight.
  • Waking up to early morning cuddles from Jesse.
  • Drifting in and out of sleep.
  • Eventually making my brother-in-law a birthday breakfast while Mr. LA wrapped his presents.
  • Waking the birthday boy and tucking into Nutella French Toast Roll Ups.
  • Spending most of the morning in the kitchen.
  • Discovering Pushkin Press via an interview on BBC Radio 6. I’ll be ordering Izzy The Letter for the King*. It sounds fabulous.
  • Making scrumble {again} with windfall apples from my neighbours garden.
  • Cooking up a huge pot of chicken, sausage and prawn jambalaya.
  • Chatting and laughing our way through lunch.
  • Lighting candles and singing happy birthday.
  • Watching The Addams Family. The children had never seen it before and I’d forgotten how funny it is.
  • Falling asleep on the sofa.
  • Frantically finishing my chores when I realised the time.
  • Making the children beans on toast for supper.
  • Coaxing them into the bath.
  • Reading bedtime stories and giving goodnight kisses.
  • Feeling too lazy to cook.
  • Munching on haribo and popcorn instead.
  • Being banished to our bedroom so the men can watch Game of Thrones.
  • Looking forward to curling up underneath my duvet and falling asleep very soon.

Love Audrey xxx

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You probably won’t be surprised to learn that I take a lot of photos. The ones you see on the pages of Love Audrey are really just the tip of an enormous photographic iceberg. My camera comes everywhere with me, and I have no idea how I managed to survive without Instagram for so long.

While there’s never a shortage of photos on the numerous digital devices I have in my possession, I am pretty useless at printing pictures off and displaying them anywhere other than online. I’m determined to put this right, so as well as pulling together a gallery wall filled with family photos, I also accepted PicStick‘s kind offer to transform some of my favourite images into the beautiful photo magnets you see below.     Picstick Instagram Photo Magnets

For the uninitiated, PicSticks are high quality glossy photographic magnets. Each photo measures 50x65mm and is 0.7mm thick. They come as a grid of 9 photos that can be easily separated by tearing along the perforations or simply bending and snapping them apart.

The process is simple. It takes no time at all to set up an account and you then have the option of uploading photos from your computer, phone or tablet. You can even connect to Facebook and Dropbox.

For my 9 magnets I used a mixture of my favourite Instagram pics and a few from my DSLR. The children feature heavily in my selection and I tried to choose images that would remind me of summer as we head into what will no doubt be a long, harsh winter. Picstick Instagram Photo Magnets

Full disclosure: I cleared a lot of crap from the front of my refrigerator to take this photo. Truth is, I desperately needed more magnets to make my rather chaotic ‘fridge filing system’ function properly. You would not believe the amount of admin involved in having two children at school! I may regularly fail to pay for school dinners, but at least I can now pin the bill up with a pretty picture before forgetting about it completely.

Each sheet of 9 photos costs $14.99 or £9.50 and you can choose which currency you would like to pay in. Shipping is super speedy and free to anywhere in the world, so there are no additional fees. Better still, PicStick are offering readers of Love Audrey a 25% discount on their order. Simply enter code AUDREY25 at the checkout. Forgive my use of the C word before the beginning of December, but I happen to think these would make excellent little Christmas gifts!

Love Audrey xxx

My magnets were a gift from PicStick, but all words and opinions are my own. Discount code valid until 31.10.14.

My weekend has mainly been spent…

Nutella French Toast Rolls Ice Cream Cone with Flake Troopers Hill Bristol Troopers Hill Bristol Troopers Hill Bristol

  • Cuddling with Jesse when he slid under the covers beside me some time around 6am.
  • Lingering beneath the duvet while Mr. LA entertained the children downstairs.
  • Dragging myself out of bed for a cup of tea.
  • Making Nutella French Toast Rolls inspired by French For Cupcake. We’ve definitely found a new favourite weekend breakfast!
  • Catching up on chores. We cleaned the house from top to bottom and it felt so good when we finally finished around 6 hours later! Note to self: don’t leave it so long next time.
  • Slow cooking a joint of pork ready to be pulled and then doused in homemade barbecue sauce. For reference, I always follow a variation of this recipe.
  • Jumping in the shower and pulling on some clothes just in time for Mr. LA’s brother to arrive.
  • Sipping tea and catching up.
  • Letting the children run outside when we heard the familiar chime of an ice cream van passing by.
  • Discovering that a ninety-nine ice cream no longer costs 99p.
  • Preparing a huge bowl of southern style slaw.
  • Listening from the kitchen as the children played in the bath tub and pulled on their jimjams.
  • Settling down for dinner. It always makes me smile when a meal that has had hours and hours in the oven is demolished in under twenty minutes.
  • Kissing the kids goodnight and pouring myself a glass of wine.
  • Nibbling on Pringles while watching Paranormal Activity 3. Meh, it didn’t frighten me at all!
  • Feeling a little tipsy as I clambered into bed.
  • Cursing yet another 5am weekend wakeup call courtesy of Jesse. He actually fell back to sleep. I didn’t.
  • Begrudgingly heading downstairs at sunrise.
  • Peeling Bramley apples for {another} scrumble.
  • Feeling a little better about the lack of sleep as the scent of them steeped in sugar and cinnamon filled my kitchen.
  • Needing lots of tea.
  • Prepping food for Sunday lunch with my aunt and uncle while Mr. LA fixed breakfast for the children.
  • Luxuriating in the shower.
  • Nattering on the phone to my mum while my hair drip dried.
  • Finishing my makeup and making a start on the filling for chicken and mushroom pie.
  • Welcoming our guests at the door.
  • Loving the sight of the children chatting and playing with my dad’s brother. If they can never know their Grandpa, it’s the next best thing.
  • Relishing the opportunity to share a big meal with my family.
  • Eating too much.
  • Worrying we wouldn’t be able to coax Jesse out of the house as he was so tired. Bribery did the trick. Thank goodness for chocolate.
  • Heading to Troopers Hill for a walk through the woods.
  • Watching the children climb trees, play with sticks and fly through the air on a rope swing.
  • Slowly wandering home for another cup of tea before my aunt and uncle departed.
  • Clearing the debris in the kitchen and collapsing on the sofa.
  • Feeling exhausted in the best possible way.
  • Letting Mr. LA treat us to a take away.
  • Climbing into bed and watching Suits until I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

Love Audrey xxx