No preamble, no faff, on with this week’s wonderful.
The Great Escape. R’s Christmas present to the family was an escape room challenge. Genius. On Sunday afternoon the four of us traipsed up to the big city – Exeter – to test our family bonds. Turns out we make a pretty good team and it went like clockwork, C’s inability to work a padlock and K’s hangover notwithstanding. 56 minutes, so at least we didn’t get locked in. If you’re in the Devonish area and fancy it, Mission Escape were pretty awesome.
Impromptu Roast Beef. Finding a good bit of topside on offer in Sainsbury’s is one of life’s wins. We took the time to make a full roast just for the two of us on Sunday afternoon. It’s weird now that the girls aren’t around so much anymore, I’ve had to train myself to put the same amount of effort into making dinner just for two as I would for four. And I get to turn the rest into an epic curry. Bore off January diet.
GOT Season 6. Devoured the first three episodes on Sunday night with the roast beef. I’d forgotten all kinds of juicy bits.
^^ This sunrise on Saturday morning ^^
Good Friends. For one reason and another I’ve learnt that my friends are completely and utterly fabulous this week. I mean, I sort of already knew it but in a crisis, that’s when you need it to hit you in the face. Bravo friends, bravo. And thank you.
Saturday Snapshot the fightback. I’d forgotten how much I quite like these little snapshots and teeny tiny peek at the weekend’s goings on. Also, how damn cute is my Betty Boo? Very, you can say it.
Peanut M&Ms. Just…peanut M&Ms. Not much else to say.
HIIT Workouts. I’ve been doing Joe Wicks’ January Bootcamp every Monday, Wednesday and Friday this month. Man alive does it hurt but there is something about getting up early and getting my exercise done whilst the husband and hounds snooze that makes me feel smugly adult about life. If you’re struggling to get into some new habits, give it a go.
Karaoke Voyeurism. We went to a birthday party at the weekend that descended into karaoke. I don’t do karaoke, the world is not ready for that special talent of mine. Is there anything better though than sitting, gin in hand, watching others belt out a tune? Nope. Although that sentence does make me sound mildly creepy.
Meryl Streep. Who was every single one of us when she used her significant platform and voice to hold Donald Trumps shitty behaviour to account. Whatever voice we have, the time we stop using it to fight for others is really the day humanity goes down the pan. In my humble opinion. Bloody well done Meryl.
Hope you’re having a great week. Tell me some of your good stuff, I’m finding this one a toughie.
And don’t forget to visit the rest of the WW band of merry makers:
Sally, Kate, Helen, Jo, Cat, Emma, Sam, Laura, Lynsey, Kerri, Peta , Sarah, El, Jasmin, Debbie and Mimmi they’re all full of the cheer. >> If you’re in the gang and I’ve missed you off, please please let me know! There are so many now I lose track.
Let me know if you decide to join in, there’s a hashtag and everything #wonderfulwednesday
All the happy.