Oh yay! The gorgeous new bags that we’ve been banging on about for ages on Facebook are finally arriving tomorrow. They are just lovely. I’m a teensy bit cranky that they didn’t arrive in time for Mother’s day, but here’s hoping you’ll find another jolly good reason to treat yourself (or some other handbag crazed woman in your life.)
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I’m thinking our fab Family Rules prints should be standard issue in workplaces, homes and schools across the land. So much in life is clouded by minutiae, that if we could all just remember to keep it simple we’d be a whole lot better off.
How many times have you stood there, in your birthday suit on a cold winter morning, tweaking the taps this way and that to find the perfect temperature for the shower? First its freezing, then its boiling and before you know it half your allotted 4 minutes’ worth has disappeared down the drain.
…and so it was at 7.17am this morning that (with very little encouragement) I hauled down my wedding dress from it’s dusty shelf. I was laughing at the “breaking news” the other night which saw news readers earnestly reporting on current speculation re. sleeve length of Kate’s gown. Sheesh, can’t have been much else going on, I snorted, in a casually disinterested sort of way.
Well, as the week has progressed I must confess that a small part of me has been secretly looking forward to watching the big event. Now the day itself has arrived, well …I can’t wait! I keep checking my watch and wishing it was later. Any minute now, I’ll be sending them a telegram.
So, you’ll understand that this morning with minimal time available before the school run, it became absolutely necessary to not just show the kids Mummy’s entire outfit, but actually put it all on (including shoes and tiara) and stomp up and down the house attempting to look like a Princess.
I might add here, with a touch of self congratulatory back patting, that it did actually fit. Now, I’m not saying I quite managed to pull off the same visual as I did back in ’99 (think – wet hair and no make up) but this is what is so fantastic about having your own kids. They swooned, they aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah’d and they oooooooooh’d. They told me I looked beautiful. Aaaaaaaaaah.
Then I saw the time and started screeching at everyone about how late we were going to be. However, having caught a glimpse of my wedding album peeking out from under the bed, we decided it probably wouldn’t hurt for us to take a little peek. Oh, the memories. The only thing I regret is not having the cheesy wedding video to show the kids. At least Wills and Kate have got that covered.
Happy days. If their memories are half as good as mine, then they’ll be very happy indeed.