In which there is no whingeing
My husband left for London today, back Tuesday night. I. Am. So. Jealous. It's been very hard to swallow my bitterness. I think I have successfully contained it for now and can sincerely wish him a wonderful trip. So, for happy things:
--We have clear and cold and beautiful weather.
--My son had so much fun today he lay down on the floor and fell asleep at 7:30. Normally he goes to bed at 9.
--My hair is soft. Soft. Soooooft.
--I made banana bread and cranberry bread to bring to my mom group tomorrow and the house smells delicious.
--We have clear and cold and beautiful weather.
--My son had so much fun today he lay down on the floor and fell asleep at 7:30. Normally he goes to bed at 9.
--My hair is soft. Soft. Soooooft.
--I made banana bread and cranberry bread to bring to my mom group tomorrow and the house smells delicious.