It’s been a great week full of adventurous outings and a week full of ‘firsts’. We attended birthday parties, weddings, and even got outside to enjoy that beautiful sunshine that has shown it’s face a few times. I love the weeks where at the end of it, looking back and thinking that was a great week.
It’s Pit & Peak of the Week time, where I reflect back and pick my high and low of it all. Fancy joining in, use the badge below and link back to here. It’s not an official blog hop, but always happy to have people join in. It’s a therapeutic way to rave about your high and vent about your low. Give it a try…
Pit: My pit is easy this week, and it only happened a few hours ago. I must have cursed myself as I was thinking this week has gone so well, I don’t think I have a pit. Then it happened. It was lunch time and I was feeding Missy Moo. I hadn’t had a chance to eat breakfast so I was starving and thought I would sip a mug of hot tomato soup in between bites. Missy Moo pretty much feeds herself these days so it’s do able. I am not really sure what happened but between me reaching for another spoon full for her, the spoon tipped out of her bowl and my reflexes took over grabbing for it before it hit the floor. Within seconds my hot tomato soup somehow was knocked over by Missy Moo or me I am actually not sure. I saw in slow motion as my entire coffee cup oozed thick creamy tomato soup all over my cream linen dinning room chairs. Not just one chair but the one I was sitting on and the splatter smacked both side chairs too. I am now down three chair covers and not sure where to go from there. I scrubbed, I soaked, I washed. I am now waiting for them to dry to see the outcome. Nightmare. Linen chair covers are never a good idea, look nice, but accidents happen way too often in this house by children and adults alike.
Peak: It was hard to decide which peak to choose for my highest peak of the week. Buba going into his big boy bed made me so proud and emotional over how grown up he is now and Mr. P. and I got to go to a friends wedding and spend our first night without our kids together. It is a toss up, two big ‘firsts’ but I have to say the wedding. It was the first time I felt like the old version of us in a really long time. We danced, we drank, we ate yummy hot food, it was utterly superb. We even made new friends too. I love going to weddings. The atmosphere is always so enticing and everyone is full of happiness. It’s very addictive. I kept asking Mr. P. could we get married again and again and again. Who doesn’t love being a bride? lol It was a perfect night away, the kids were great for Granny and we got to feel young, hip and fall in love all over again.
Would love to be nominated for a Brilliance in Blogging Award this year. I wasn’t blogging at this time last year. So many great categories to choose from. I am new and I am enjoying the writing as much as getting to know other brilliant bloggers. It’s a great community to be a part of. If you like what you see, then please consider me!