Snitched from the topographer.
1. Laksa for lunch. Followed by a cup of English Breakfast and one of the tiny eggs the children didn’t find on Easter Sunday (see Monday confessions post). Delish.
2. Drop off a bundle of papers at work and while I am in the old neighbourhood, ring my best friend and invite myself over for tea and sticky bun.
3. Two Golden Ashes and a Claret Ash on our school route, wearing their glorious autumn best.
4. Listening to Bach cello suites on Son #1’s iPod while he’s at school. (Told you he was a 12-year old classical music nerd).
5. Coming home and sniffing the delectable aroma of woodsmoke in the house.
6. Planting two poas and a sedge in the garden. I adore native grasses.
7. Loving the quote from someone somewhere that child-rearing is like knitting without a pattern, with unknown yarn, and without swatching first. I wish I’d said that.
8. Mice like chocolate. Better than they like RatSak.
9. Reading A Gardener’s Guide to Eucalypts.
10. Thinking I’d better take Son #2 for an x-ray tomorrow. He hurt his wrist skateboarding (or more accurately, falling off his skateboard) the day before yesterday and despite stern and serious bandaging, arnica and comfrey, it’s not improving. A bad sprain perhaps? If they tell me it’s broken I will have to commit hari-kari with all the bad mother guilt. (This one not so fancy free).
Your turn. Ten random, footloose and fancy free.