I should be doing other things right now. Bla, bla things. Things I don't want to do. Errands I don't want to run, tidying up rooms I don't want to tidy. Sorting a weekend and weeks worth of laundry I don't want to sort . So I'm hanging out here for a bit, doing what I shouldn't be doing for a while.
The weekend was a whirlwind. A mad whirlwind of piano exams, baseball games and a school fair.
The first of my close friends turned 50 and reminded me how close I am getting to that. Half a century - that can't be ME can it? My sailor boy went off to sea again, so Father's Day had an absentee in this house. I was given a secret mission by the fairy on the night before he left. So when I was sneaking out of bed in the middle of night it was because I had left the heater on, not to stash a top secret envelope in his ready for sea bag. A happy man called from the dockside on Saturday night after finding his special messages.
I love the fair.
Our school puts on the best fair in the land.
It's the biz
You know you've had a great day when you can't speak at the end of it (and not a drop of drink has passed your lips). I ordered takeaway curry for dinner, which is strange as I was up at 6.30am making the biggest mofo pot of it for the curry stall.
I'm off to do the things I would pay someone to do if I had the money.
The fairy spent an hour making her mobile at Pru from Flotsam Friends Upcycling stall.