Hmmmmm (sorry just had to wake myself up from my dream) this wee picture is the reality !!! Shove the muffins (bought) into toaster while calling(yelling?) out to Mr T to hurry up ,get ,dressed ,where's your notebook , get your notebook, no you can't play with Jude(kitten) and find your shoes! gulping my first coffee and racing to the bathroom to drag a brush through my hair, then back to throw another pack of bought biccies into his lunchbox ,and ignoring the dishes that need putting away . I know this Domestic Goddess is in me somewhere ! this will be the new me after my next operation . Whilst recovering I'm going to write lists and read recipe books , envisage daily my new goddess like person. ........Watch this space!!!
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Sunday, 27 March 2011
Domestic Goddess
In my head ,this is me ,every morning, whipping up some breakfast delight for Mr T , muffins or pancakes ,or fruit bread (not sure if one can actually whip up fruit bread between 7.30 and 8) but I digress . He'd be sitting at the table with his freshly squeezed orange juice ,all dressed ,hair brushed ,perusing his spelling notebook . I would place his muffins /pancakes/fruit-bread(what is fruit-bread?) in front of him and serenely drink my first breakfast cup of coffee ,whilst chatting about the state of the world to expand his knowledge. I would be dressed ,fully made up ,with my hair shining (in the sunlight filtering through the french doors)....
Finishing off my jewelery box.....and Memories....
I did a lot more reading today ,and still no sanding!! but I did touch up my little jewelry box ,had to paint the little draw as before, I found it hard to get it open ,so I managed to get it done so just waiting for it to dry, so I guess I was a little bit productive ,oh and I cooked a roast!! believe me it's cause for celebration in this house because, A , I just don't enjoy cooking like I used to and B , Sunday was always roast day when M was alive and T and I have always found Sundays a bit difficult to get through since ..too many memories I guess ,but it was good tonight as T had a little cry and put his Dads' photo on the table while he was eating , It was such a sweet gesture I had tears in my eyes too .
I love how our son is so open with his grieving ,he helps me a lot , as at times I keep a lot of my feelings inside about M .
Have a good week everyone.
I love how our son is so open with his grieving ,he helps me a lot , as at times I keep a lot of my feelings inside about M .
Have a good week everyone.
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