Another week is over. How on earth are we here already? Friday seems to come around so quickly these days. And here we are with October well and truly behind us, racing towards Christmas at a rate of knots.
I won’t lie, I’m getting quite excited about Christmas now. I guess it helps that I have a ridiculously excited 5 year old, who celebrates turning 6 on Christmas Day. If I didn’t already love this time of year enough, he makes it even more special and I’m busy planning visits to Father Christmas, buying presents and working on that all important Christmas Day menu.
Enough of my festive excitement, here’s this week’s #littleloves:
‘The arrival of the first snap of cold is invigorating, like jumping into an ice pool after the long sauna of summer. Winter feels like a renewal, at least it does to me. I long for that ice-bright light, skies of pale blue and soft grey…….’
I love Nigel Slater. He’s known for his skills in the kitchen of course, but his words are just a work of genius. It’s funny, the teen and I were discussing literature recently and how some of the best writers aren’t necessarily classed as a writer. But, more often known for something else. One such example being a chef. She instantly asked if I was talking about Nigel Slater. Apparently his writing has been referenced in one of her English classes, so it appears I’m not the only fan.
This book is just an absolute joy to read. It’s a celebration of all things winter. And includes stories, recipes and so much more, taking you from November right through until February. I’ve been losing myself in this one. And the best thing about it is, it is dated, so you can pick it up and put it down throughout the winter months. Reading, or indeed cooking, something relevant to where you are at that point in time. I love it. Can you tell?
Oh and let’s just take a moment to admire my sheets. This lovely marbled set was a bargain from Matalan.
I’ve loved reading Jenny’s blog this week. Particularly her Bump Watch post. I’m not sure if I’m broody, or I just fancied reminiscing but it had me going back to all of my own pregnancy posts from way back in 2011. And I couldn’t help but giggle at my birth story. Let’s just say, having a baby in Spain was an experience I’ll never forget.
Bearing in mind my Christmas obsession Cass’s fabulous free holiday planner post is just what I’ve needed this week to help me get organised. It has everything you could possibly need to plan the best Christmas ever. From Christmas card lists to gift and meal planners, it’s just brilliant.
On Monday night the little dude tried his hand at karate. His best friend at school has been going for a few weeks and was working his way towards earning a certain badge. And the last thing he needed to do before getting his badge was to bring a friend along. I’d asked previously if he fancied doing karate and of course he’d said no. But I guess having his friend there was all the encouragement he needed, so off he went. And he loved it. Infact I’ve just remembered to email them to see if they have a place available for him to go along each week too.
I’ve been cooking up a storm thanks to Nigella’s latest offering. No pics of the actual food though, it gets snaffled too quick I’m afraid. We’ve tried several of the recipes now, even finding a vegan cake suitable for my sister. The recipes themselves are the ones you’d find on Nigella’s table. There’s no fuss, no complicated recipes or odd ingredients. Just quick, easy, great tasting food.
And when you read the line ‘While you’ll never find me making zoodles or courgetti or allowing any other vegetable to masquerade as pasta, I can say this for my spiraliser: it does make very fine shoestring fries’. You know she’s a woman after your own heart.
Whatever I just so happened to pull out of my wardrobe and throw on this week. I didn’t even make it out of my pjs yesterday thanks to me and the little dude finally succumbing to the flu or whatever horrible bug it is we seem to be plagued with.
I ‘heard’ the 5 year old got himself a Head Teacher’s Award on Wednesday. He was so proud of himself and couldn’t get out of his classroom quick enough to show me. I must admit I may have had a tear in my eye as I scooped him up for a hug. I’m so proud of him.
He adores his school. He’s made some lovely little friends and I’m so glad he’s settling in so well.
The man gets back from his trip abroad for work this evening. Just in time for dinner. I’m thinking a takeaway may be in order. He’s missed the worst of the sickness that has plagued us this week – alright for some. And the little one is so excited to get his daddy back again. We have no plans this weekend. The Mr is always exhausted after working away, so we’ll probably end up staying close to home.
Have a great weekend whatever you get up to.