It’s no secret that I’m a bit, awkward shall we say, in social situations. I am pants at making small talk and with a hideous sarcastic tone (think David Brent style talking) it’s safe to say, most aren’t sure what to make of me. When I don’t know people, I can seem shy even a tad arrogant as I’m rubbish at eye contact and “making the first move” by initiating chat with strangers. Seriously, in a waiting room I’m a NIGHTMARE.
I’m pretty stuck in my ways as I’ve reached my 30s and a familiar routine is what I’ve been accustomed to – God I sound such an old fart! This week however, I threw caution to the wind and went on a “Mum date”
The kids went back to school and nursery on Wednesday after what was a lovely Christmas. As nice as lazing in our PJS until gone midday and eating chocolate all day is, it is nice for some form of normality to resume.
When Wednesday rolled around, my husband announced he had a bonus day off which for him is really rare. As you may know, he works away during the week so any extra days are always really precious. I had planned a lovely afternoon in Ironbridge (we always love a trip here) after we had dropped the girls at nursery for a walk around the shops and some lunch, however I was poorly.
It was my birthday on Friday. After last years big milestone, this year was definitely a quiet one in comparison. In fact, I didn’t even see my husband on my birthday as he was doing a crazy job that involved working for 18 hours or something silly like that throughout the middle of the night.
I went for lunch with my sister and Dad on Friday which was really nice to spend time with them, but all in all a pretty low key birthday.
Birthdays in our house are usually a grand affair. I think it’s from when we were kids – birthdays were SUCH an exciting and big occasion (along with Christmas) so we seem to treat them the same with our children. It’s nice that one day of the year you really get spoiled – even Mommy and Daddy.
Blogging can be as much about the visual as it is the words on the page. There are so many beautiful blogs that I adore reading as the photography draws me in and sends me off to a dreamy land; the lovely host Katie has the ability to do this and has become one of my favourite blogs not only to read but to aspire to.
My photography at times really lets me down. I snap away and get them loaded up on the computer only to feel somewhat disappointed with the results. I’m not a fan of over editing as I feel you lose touch with the photo itself and nothing feels real. I have had my DSLR around three and a half years. I wanted a decent camera for when the girls were born so following a big high street company going bump, my husband bagged us a lovely canon. That has pretty much been used on automatic mode ever since.
As I type this, I have just returned from 24 hour of pure bliss. My husband booked us a night in a gorgeous spa hotel and we basked in luxury for a day and a night.
We were like teenagers as we drove away with no car seats in the back of the car and were able to eject the Disney CD and have some music on that wasn’t out of a film or nursery rhyme. We were able to just stop off and have a wander round the shops to choose our lunch or pop into a shop if something caught our eye. It really is so easy to forget how such simple tasks take tripe the time with kids in tow.