I've been in default gloomy mode this week.
Some difficult stuff going on for close friends is weighing heavy on my heart.
I've felt cynical and jaded.
The babe has been favouring night-feeds.
My eldest has been sick and whiny.
My middlest has been constantly contrarian, rough and ear-splittingly loud.
I'm told I have symphysis pubis dysfunction which a right-royal pain in the... pelvis.
I can't get back to running for at least six months.
We've watched too much television.
There is a vague but persistent poo smell in the living room which we can't locate.
Someone ate all the chocolate.
(Oh wait, that was me. Great, now I'm fat too).
I think my 2-year-old really managed to capture my mood in yesterday's defiant graffito:
Angry Spoons (2011)
Permanent marker on stainless steel
If I take the gloom-filters off, there has been so much good in our week this week. I just need to go back through it, to see it all again without the storm cloud.
The arrival of awesomely retro hand-knits from Great Great Aunty Audrey:
Glorious sunshine and a burgeoning veggie patch:
Our first radish harvest:
And a new favourite, rocket-radish-carrot-apple-mint-parsley-lemon salad:
A finished knitting project in deliciously soft, saturated yarn:
Finally being able to dress the girl in the sweetest of cardigans:
Nudists and slave labour:
A few hours of fun with coloured rice (inspired by Emma):
Leaf tea enjoyed in my beautiful birthday cup (c/o Melski):
Some baking and yarning (both kinds) with a good pal:
And a lovely project that's spanking along:
So many enjoyable moments. So much to be grateful for. I guess it wasn't all Angry Spoons over here.
How has your week been?