Today I had a wonderful Mother’s Day filled with some of my very favourite things…
A trip to Max Brenner
Chocolate! It really is one of life’s pleasures. We indulged in hot chocolates and Tutti Fruitti pancakes – and even Picasso had to admit at the end he could not possibly eat anything else (Picasso is currently having 3 bowls of cereal for breakfast). The kids haven’t been to Max Brenner’s before, and fully embraced its “Willy Wonka” ambience.
A visit to “the Dymocks building”
One of my most favourite places ever is the Dymocks building in Sydney’s CBD. Three floors of books, stationary and reading-related paraphernalia – what more could anyone want? I spent a small fortune and had such a lovely time browsing the shelves.
I’m not sure what it is about a nap that is so much better than ordinary night-time sleep, but I just love naps.
My assortment of gifts from the school Mother’s Day stall
Okay, okay, I’m being slightly tongue-in-cheek. But my fluffy bed socks, manicure kit, “World’s Best Mum” mug and handbag organiser are truly tokens of love. And hey, that handbag organiser will really come in handy.
I hope you Mums out there enjoyed your Mother’s Day and got to do some of your most favourite things!
It occurred to me as I sat, bleary-eyed at 3am in the emergency department waiting room, that I’ve spent far too much time in hospitals over the past few months. I’ve already shared with you that just before Christmas, one of my oldest and dearest friends had a brain hemorrhage, and then Little Miss was hit by a ute. Then a month or so ago one of my most favourite Aunts in the world had a bleed on the brain, and then Picasso became very ill with tonsilitis and I ended up in the hospital with him too.
I know I shouldn’t complain – I’m so grateful we have an emergency department to go to, and I know there are plenty of families out there who spend most of their lives in hospital. But allow me this little whine, if you will. I just don’t understand why it takes SO LONG. I’m hopeful that behind the closed double doors, doctors and nurses are frantically rushing from beside to bedside, far too busy to engage in the witty and sexually-charged banter we see on shows like ER and Offspring. But when you are waiting at 3am in a nearly-deserted waiting room, you can’t see ANY activity. You just sit there for hours wondering what the hell is going on, imagining them wilfully ignoring your pain and distress.
Anyway, we did eventually see someone – three different people, in fact, although no one seemed to actually have finished a medical degree – and, fingers crossed, I won’t be back there for a while.
All these hospital experiences did make me think about the fact that you really don’t know what’s lurking around the corner. So with that in mind, Souljourneyboy and I did what we’ve been thinking about for ages – we booked a 6-week backpacking expedition for the next Christmas holidays. All five of us will travel across Vietnam, Malaysia, and parts of Thailand with nothing more than the packs on our back. We can’t wait!
It’s so nice to have something exciting to look forward to, so that when I’m trying to stay awake in a meeting where people are using words like “opex” and “capex” and “regulated asset base” I can let my mind drift to…
I hope some of you out there are planning your next escape!