My family left yesterday morning and after dropping them off at Heathrow, I came home and began the slow re-entry into normality. I folded up guest beds and began laundry. I vacuumed bits of potato chips off the girls’ bedroom floor and collected all the stray bobby pins that found themselves on the window sills or side tables. It was a bittersweet day. I have such nice memories of my time with them and as soon as everyone left, the house was strangely quiet and empty. I allowed myself to experience this bit of melancholy for a few hours and then I went straight up to my bedroom and had a lovely, lovely nap with Pickles.
Also, yesterday was my birthday and I got bombed. No, not with alcohol — but with little floral bath bombs and then, to my delight, with kabloom thymeboms. I’m still trying to decide when and where to toss my little biodegradable grenades.
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Your birthday! I knew I forgot something! I’m glad you got bombed:) And so glad your sister and nieces came to visit. Back to reality, but I’ll check out that link first.
No worries about the old birthday, deb.
I forgot! But I’m glad it was happy. I love your Thyme Boms!
I shall have a glass of appropriate adult beverage tonight, just for you! 😉
Thanks di.
Well if you are going to get back into your U.K. frame of mind you had better call them ‘crisps’.