Monday
What's in your glove box?
At the V&A I had to laugh when I came across these rather chic woollen driving gloves. Not only do they pay homage to the high fashion of the '50's, but they ensure you stay ultra modern, with their 'touch' technology. Yes, they have a special tip for index and thumb so you can operate your iPhone, iPod or iPad without ruining a manicure or chilling those pinkies. Really, I even saw rip offs on the high street!
An awfully big adventure
I can't quite believe it, but tomorrow I will be embarking on a 7 day mission of self indulgence. I am travelling half way across the world to join my (immediate) family in celebrating my older sister's wedding. What I can't quite believe is that I am doing it alone!
For weeks now I have been giddy with the notion of a silent plane ride, a chance to read a book, a full nights sleep and time with my two sisters. Sharing the last month with my parents here really augmented a craving for my far away family. Knowing that it's only days away makes me almost self combust. However, as dawn approaches the realisation that I won't see my two little boys and my stellar husband has hit me like a sack of potatoes. I have been biting my lip all morning, pushing away thoughts of having to say goodbye, explaining to our eldest why I will be away for 'just a few day's'.
'But Mummy, I'll miss you, I'm going to be so sad', are not the words I was hoping to hear quite yet, and although so endearing, love infusing and precious, makes my ticker tumble into that of a mock turtle!
So to remedy this, I have decided to physically turn myself in two, leaving the pining mother aside for just a little while, to hold hands with that old Jen instead. The Jen who needs a break, who needs to breathe, who needs to paint her nails and be a little fancy-free.Then when I return, I think I'll be the best Mum (and wife) I can be.
For weeks now I have been giddy with the notion of a silent plane ride, a chance to read a book, a full nights sleep and time with my two sisters. Sharing the last month with my parents here really augmented a craving for my far away family. Knowing that it's only days away makes me almost self combust. However, as dawn approaches the realisation that I won't see my two little boys and my stellar husband has hit me like a sack of potatoes. I have been biting my lip all morning, pushing away thoughts of having to say goodbye, explaining to our eldest why I will be away for 'just a few day's'.
'But Mummy, I'll miss you, I'm going to be so sad', are not the words I was hoping to hear quite yet, and although so endearing, love infusing and precious, makes my ticker tumble into that of a mock turtle!
So to remedy this, I have decided to physically turn myself in two, leaving the pining mother aside for just a little while, to hold hands with that old Jen instead. The Jen who needs a break, who needs to breathe, who needs to paint her nails and be a little fancy-free.Then when I return, I think I'll be the best Mum (and wife) I can be.
Thursday
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