It’s Sunday evening, time to settle down with a cup of tea and muse over the week that has passed.
It was the last week of July and the summer temperatures were starting to dip. We had spent a great weekend in Milton Keynes attending the awesome Warriors Dance Festival at the Bowl where we raved for 8 hours solid crushed against the barriers at the front. We had watched some amazing bands including Chase and Status, Pendulum and the Prodigy. And then we came home at midnight to find my ever-thoughtful Daddio had laid out some Indian takeaway for us, knowing we would be ravenous.
On the Sunday we spent the day wandering through Salcey Forest with my family which I wrote about here, playing eye-spy with my little sister and slurping up fresh dairy ice creams. And then we stuffed our faces with one of my infamous Thai stirfries for dinner.
On Tuesday I received wonderful news that one of my oldest (in duration, not age) and best friends had given birth to a beautiful little girl. I am completely over the moon and super-proud of my courageous friend who spent a gruelling 35 hours in labour. I cannot wait to meet the baby who I will actively encourage to call me Auntie Lizzie (you know, one of those weird friends of your Mum who isn’t really your Auntie).
The rest of the week has been a rollercoaster of stress levels, with a lifetime of sorting out to do. I managed to find time for an evening with the girls on Wednesday to natter over dinner and wine. I tried my first ever whoopie pie and it was incredible. It’s the new cupcake, don’t you know?! Whatever the politics of baking are, this was a delicious cake/biscuit snack.
On Friday my ever-lovely boyfriend took me to the V&A museum late opening night which I wrote about here. We enjoyed slowly meandering through some exhibits and soaking up the buzzing atmosphere of afterwork city drinkers and craft fans busying themselves with the fun crafty activities.
Saturday was one of my low days, it happens to us all and it is days like that where you need to remember to be kind to yourself and take it easy. So we had a pyjama day, venturing out only for chocolate supplies.
And then August came upon us and the sun poked its head through the clouds as I caught up with girlfriends over a coffee and cake date that lasted over 3 hours. Sometimes laughter and friends are the best remedy and when coupled with a chocolate torte sugar high, the world is your oyster!
(Image – Em Storey)
Finally, I am thinking of changing the name of my blog to match the url – Rosalilium. What do you think? Is this a good or bad idea? Any feedback is most welcome and thanks for reading. My blog is still a work in progress and I am really enjoying the process of developing it and your support really inspires me!