Saturday morning it was wet.
Perth has been experiencing the coldest winter in 20 years and it is also very wet.
So I didn’t need to pack any sunscreen!
Just the same old winter stuff I’ve been wearing for past months back home.
I went with Jesika to the Manning Farmers Market.
The rain was heavy and then it would clear, and then down she’d come again Trev!
It was a lovely market, Jesika has her favourite vege and fruit stalls so we wandered between them and the others that I was interested in.
Like food and coffee and crafts etc.
The crepe stall did really really good avocado wraps with spinach.
The coffee cart next door looked better than it tasted :-/
On the way home I checked into Facebook, as you do.
And saw to my delight that Constance was signing her books ‘Like a Queen’ at Subiaco today!
Jesika wasn’t going to take me, no way, not ever 😉
All good – she had a party to prepare for.
So I called Sam, pretty sure she’d be keen and yes she was.
So we drove up to Subiaco and discovered Constance is a one very popular lady.
We already knew that she has a world wide following on her blog ‘Queens of Constance’ and Facebook but seeing so many local women queuing cemented that.
In fact the line of women and the occasional husband/partner & children went for miles up the stairs and though the hallways of the Subiaco Hotel.
So long in fact that we were queuing for around 2 hours!
Was it worth the wait.
You bet it was!
Loved this sculpture – I thought is was representing all the queens floating out of the hotel after having our books signed and our few moments with Constance.
The best thing along the way though was meeting and chatting with other women who were there from all walks, ages & stages of life.
Her blunt honest way of communicating about the reality of life in the fast lane of motherhood has broken through so many barriers because we all identify with her in some way or other.
Afterwards we were right hungry we were, so headed home asap, stopping at a supermarket along the way to find food.
Monday in Nelson – precipitation much!
Kids were glad I decided to drop them at school
My day moved from a frankly fraught 9am-er to being cosied up inside Cafe 7010 with Roni for a most enjoyable brunch and heart to heart.
Not arduous at all 😉
Home to check on my furry babies then up the street to the Sprig to sip ciders with Penelope.
Sophie pampered me this Tuesday morn – face and fingers got fussed upon.
“Take care of your body.
It’s the only place you have to live in.”
Relax, rest, revive…..
A mocha and curly fries and a catch up with Gay at the Sprig rounded off the morning perfectly.
And when you have got nothing better to do than to succumb to the Scottish blood which runs so strongly in the veins.
You spend time making chocolate cakes to use up 2 cups of sour milk rather than tip it down the drain!
Anson arrived to collect his young bro and they were very happy to take a couple off my hands.
The shelf which has been reclining in my bath for the past few weeks called to me and said ‘enough’!
So I answered the call tonight and and along with my trusty hole drilling thingee whatsit I managed to successfully hang the thing.
And whats more, it’s hanging straight!
Now the lil bro has departed for a few days big sis launched an invasion into enemy territory.
The war was waged tonight but not completely won.
Extreme exhaustion overwhelmed her so she withdrew to rally defences for a final onslaught tomorrow.
Major progress has been made and the morrow should see the floor exposed once again!
Our souls needed restoring.
Marahau you allowed us to retreat, regather and be restored.
Smell the sea and feel the sky, Let your soul and spirit fly…..
After 10 years of blogging about life in the fast lane of motherhood, ménage, motivation, marriage, and mourning, I have decided to begin anew.
So welcome to my new blog.
I’m not too sure how this will develop but knowing me it will be at times deep and meaningful and at others, light and fripperous 🙂
Don’t you just love that word – fripperous?
It is so fun and happy and carefree.
In setting up this new site I have stumbled upon the works of Becca Lee.
I am a lover of words.
They move me, they speak to me and and feed my soul.
They nurture, they soothe, they help me process.
When I discovered her Instagram site my heart leapt.
I fell upon her words like a starving ravenous wretch.
As I begin walking toward the light after so long in the darkness this quote fuels my soul tonight.