• Studying. I honestly feel like that’s all I did. Between working on a presentation and cobbling together a dissertation proposal, Uni work really consumed me this weekend. Dislike.
  • Cursing the fact we had run out of tea bags.
  • Loving Mr. LA for running to the shop at 8.30am. I really cannot function without a brew in the morning.
  • Making fluffy American-style pancakes for the children to smear with Nutella. Breakfast of champions.
  • Wishing I could go to the beach with the children.
  • Staying in my pyjamas. I felt pretty grotty by the end of the day but I did get a heap of work done.
  • Not wearing any make-up and feeling pretty scanky as a result.
  • Eating cheese on toast and an avocado. The fridge was a little bare.
  • Loving the cross look on Jesse’s little face when he told me about the naughty waves at the beach!
  • Finally taking a shower.
  • Roasting sweet potatoes for dinner.
  • Studying with a glass of wine in hand. Possibly not a good idea but it made the whole process a little less painful.
  • Snuggling on the sofa with Mr. LA. He watched Matrix 3 (yawn), I caught up on a little blog reading.
  • Staying up far too late.
  • Dreaming of having teenage children that sleep till 3pm. 7am on a Sunday still feels plain wrong, even after all these years of motherhood!
  • Eating a fried egg and hot, buttery toast for breakfast.
  • Feeling a little squeamish as Mr. LA gave Izzy’s very wobbly tooth a friendly tug to help it on its way out.
  • Wondering why my children’s vomit/feces/snot doesn’t phase me but a tiny tooth hanging by a thread has me wretching!
  • Loving how excited Izzy was about the tooth fairy paying her another visit.
  • Taking a long, leisurely shower
  • Enjoying the beautiful ESPA detoxifying body scrub that came free when I purchased my skincare treats the other day.
  • Studying some more.
  • Cooking chicken pie, smashed carrots and peas for lunch. Yummy.
  • Baking Cookies and Cream Brownies.
  • Catching up with friends over tea and cake.
  • Talking weddings.
  • Marvelling at Jesse’s rate of cake consumption. The word hoover springs to mind.
  • Tucking the children into bed.
  • Feeling too tired to function and enjoying a much-needed early night.

Loveaudrey xxx

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