Shall we have a little chat about that weekend in all its short wearing, cornetto eating, ‘oof it’s too hot-ing’, garden sitting glory? Wasn’t it just the bomb diggity? I’ve used that a lot lately, I’m single handedly going to bring back into circulation. I’m still working hard on mainstreaming ‘bodacious’ too. Vive la revolution.
So, that weekend. It was pretty amazing wasn’t it? There’s something infinitely magical about those first genuinely warm days of the year when you can chuck off the jumper and bask like a happy, gin quaffing lizard. Those first days make me feel like the most ridiculously motivated version of myself which means that this week has been full of the bright and shiny. It was hard to pull out the lovely bits, mostly because I’ve spent most every day with a maniacal grin on my face, must be all that vitamin D.
The whole weekend. It was just all ridiculously beautiful.
Sunbathing Bees. Did you know that bees sunbathe*? My grandma told me whilst we were supping tea together in the sunshine in her garden watching one do it on a most lovely start to Saturday morning. Tea, sunshine, facts, gardening tips, grandparents – winning.
*I’ve googled, seems legit.
Commuting. I’ve had to do the looonng drive between offices a couple of times this week which normally wouldn’t fill my heart with the most joy BUT the sun has shone and I’ve got a cracking audiobook on the go and those eight hours I’ve spent in the car have been some of the loveliest, most relaxing hours of the week. Including the two hours I drove last night to get home which were heinous in their lateness and length but which did mean I got to drive through the most beautiful sunset into the clearest of nights. I spent most of that journey constellation spotting. That might be the most airy fairy thing I’ve ever admitted to but it was bloody lovely.
Snap happy. Working on upping my photography game I’ve been snapping away like a demon this week. Still far more luck than judgement, that feeling when you capture something beautiful, no matter how arbitrary, is a joy. Like the lonely dandelion who is not perfect but it’s not too shabby.
Inspiration It might have been the weather, it may have been the fantastic training session I went to on Thursday (brain not gym!) or it might just be a flash in the pan but whatever the reason, I’ve been feeling all kinds of inspired this week. Inspired about life and careers and blogs and all kinds. Having a bit of brain space to be able to make the most of that inspiration has been lovely, I spent a good few hours in the garden in the sunshine filling page after page with ideas.
King of the swingers. Husband won at golf. I was proud. So very proud. Proud enough to go to the prize giving…in the actual golf club.
The new Friday. I’ve taken that extra day off which means today is my Friday – could not be less sorry about it. Five whole days of bouncing around Devon with my tiny wolfpack and a step-child or two and a gin festival.
Gin. Festival. People.
Gin. A festival of the stuff. GIN.
And that’ll do for this week. Tell me your highlights.
Sally, Kate, Helen, Jo, Cat, Emma, Sam, Laura, Lynsey, Kerri, Peta , Sarah, El, Jasmin, Debbie, Katie and Mimmi are all also 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