What a romantic!
I'll try and get back on the blogging horse in the next few days and post a few things this week...
So yesterday was my 32nd birthday, and it was SOOOO cold that any thoughts of going out somewhere and walking (I like a good walk on my birthday) went out the window. The plan instead was to sit by the fire eating chocolate and then go out for a meal.
Well, we tried. I have so much to do before I leave for the UK next week that couldn't resist finishing my tax spreadsheet. And then because Elmer didn't nap in the day he was too tired to take to a restaurant.
We did have my favourite takeaway pizza though! Successful activity!!!!!
Elmer's wearing his Welsh shirt in preparation for all the Welshness he's going to experience in a week's time. I just need to teach him to say "alright boyo!"
This time last year I turned 31 and we went for a walk with baby Elmer and I ate cake.
The year before on my 30th I was pregnant with Elmer and we ate out in a nice restaurant. The year before that when I turned 29 I was in China eating noodles after a Peking Duck disaster.
I tell you what, if we are still houseless and living in the barn next year when I turn 33, I WILL EAT MY HAT. Oops, hopefully I haven't just jinxed the build!!!!!
That's Elmer the bee watching Thomas the Tank Engine, hence the smile. I still want to dress him up as a dinosaur, but I think that should wait till he's a little older. Maybe he can be a sheep next, wouldn't that be cute??!
I love it. I'm so pleased with the colour - from a distance it just seems to blend into the bush behind. It's dark and inviting and lovely.
The idea of having scorched weatherboard on the side has been scrapped. The design is a work in progress! All the exterior walls will now be rendered. I'm still thinking a nice oatey colour.
So having these bales safely tucked away in the barn makes us feel good. The roof is going on this week (YEAHHHHH!!!!!) and things are looking up.
You may notice Elmer has a rash on his face in the image above... the rash developed later on that day into something very unpleasant, and we ended up in A&E! It was pretty awful, and we didn't get home until 3.30am, but he is absolutely fine now. He was diagnosed with a condition called HSP which can affect children after they have a chest infection. The doctor said he got off very lightly considering. Poor boy. He did enjoy saying "HI!" to the people in the Emergency waiting room, and now and again poking a woman on the bum (it protruded behind her seat), to provide us with some occassional light relief!