The other day I was frantically driving the kids from one activity to the next when all of a sudden I found myself alone and with a free hour before having to pick up the next child. Usually I would spend the time doing the grocery shopping or some other errand but it was such a gorgeous day that I thought I’d go down to the lake and enjoy the views.
This spot is literally 5 minutes from where I dropped my daughter off for her guitar lesson. It was a bright sunny day and the mountains were clearly visible in the distance. I sat there and soaked in the heat of the late afternoon sun and took in the stunning views.
I don’t know about any of you but sometimes I’m so busy with going about our daily routines and chores that I forget to stop and appreciate the beauty of the place I live in. Sitting here on this little deserted beach looking out at the choppy lake and admiring the snow capped mountains gave me some peace of mind and let me re-connect after the chaos of taxiing from basketball lessons to theatre class and then rushing home to start dinner and finish homework.
I know it’s not always easy to find these moments but when we do it usually has a lasting effect on our well-being and tolerance of getting through these busy days of ours. Do you have a favorite place that you go to have a moment alone?
Buon week-end a tutti!
Do you have an unbelievable amount of renewed energy to clean and organise your house when you arrive home from a vacation? For me, the first days after returning home from a long trip away is really the most efficient time to get the house scoured clean and all those nagging little house jobs done. It usually starts within an hour of opening our front door and lasts anywhere from 2-3 days.
Shortly after arriving home from Belgium last week I could be found re-organising and scrubbing inside kitchen cupboards which haven’t been touched since, well, I don’t even want to say.
In the following days I emptied the fridge of all the out-of-date salsa and chutney. I organised and classified the entire book shelf. I swept the ceilings of all the cobwebs and who knows what. I even hand washed the pot holders. And it felt so so good.
I can’t really explain why I do all this but I’m happy I do. At no other time do I have the motivation and physical energy to scrub bathroom grouting with a toothbrush or re-fold my entire linen cupboard. Sometimes I even think about planning a trip just for the return and the rampant cleaning of my house.
So here I am at home for the rest of the summer in a beautifully clutter-free and sparkling clean space (should last a few minutes, no?) and ready to pass the next month with my three children at the lake, on the forest trails or simply lounging around at home reading or baking or sewing. Oh, and drinking LOTS of cold lemonade…
A while back I was browsing around on-line and ended up on the Tattly Tattoos website. I was immediately smitten. Like they say on their website, they sell designy temporary tattoos. And they are gorgeous! They have such a huge selection of the most original, stylish and fun tattoos.
It took me ages to actually choose the ones that I ended up purchasing and my kids (and I) love them all. The girls were invited to an old-fashioned outdoor dance party in an old Italian village and they decided some Tattly tattoos were the perfect special accessories to wear for it. They went and danced the night away on an old stone dance floor in the middle of a park and had the time of their lives. My teensy little (10 year old) daughters waltzed home past 11pm. I’m thinking this is a taste of what our future week-ends will be like. Oh dear.
One of the things I love is that they only charge $2 for international shipping! Bonus for us Europe-living fans. They just celebrated their first birthday and are offering 50% off all orders until Sunday evening (promotional code “1yearold”).
The other day I made a quick stop into my favorite mercatino usato (2nd hand shop) and found this little table on wheels. It was brown and ugly. And did I mention it was brown? I hate brown. The guy who owns the shop couldn’t believe I actually wanted to buy it.
I’ve been looking for a little table to put my computer on in the evening while I’m browsing the internet, blogging or watching downloaded episodes of Mad Men. I’ve started getting paranoid about always having the computer sitting on my lap. That heat must have long term bad effects on our thighs.
So I brought it home, gave it a coat of primer and then three coats of paint and called it a day (I don’t like sanding). I’m really happy with the result and love the fact that it’s on wheels and I can push it around from couch to couch and room to room. I kind of feel like a stewardess sometimes.
It really is amazing what a few coats of white paint can do!
Apparently the brother of a local VIP was ordained as priest last week and it has turned out to be the event of the year in my small town. Everywhere you go there are floral decorations hanging from balconies, from street lamps and from house to house.
Last week-end they held some sort of congratulatory mass service (I think) and there were nuns and priests wandering the streets at all hours of the day in various coloured habits and robes. In the end I’m not so up-to-date on the church happenings around here but I do love the joy and atmosphere that such an event brings to our small town.
Spirits were pretty high around this little town to say the least.
This is FumoTre. She spends all her time sitting at our kitchen window watching us with intent eyes. She loves posing for photos.
She doesn’t seem too upset about the mysterious disappearance of FumoUno (our #1 cat) and FumoDue. I’d almost put money on it that she has something to do with said disappearance.
She brought me a gift today. A rat. She was throwing it around like it was a ball. I gagged. I guess since her owners moved away and left her she has officially joined our family (which 4 of the 5 members are happy about). Now all we have to do is teach her not to bring any more of those rat gifts.
Yesterday I was….
Gently settling into my new role as a 38 year old.
Appreciating the beautiful sunny warm day after what seemed like months of rain and cloud.
Knowing this is going to be a beautiful year for me and my family and friends.
Appreciating and being grateful for all the wonderful people in my life, near and far.
Trying not to think how close I am to….40. How is that possible?
Eating lots and lots of cake. Seriously a lot.
I whipped up this cake yesterday and it was really tasty. I used sugar cookie dough for the crust and baked it with a cheesecake filling. Then I poured melted dark Belgian chocolate on top and sprinkled shaved white chocolate on top of that. A serious calorie bomb. Inspired by this recipe from the wonderful Delicious Stories blog.