I generally like my posts to be about one thing. Rambling is not my style. Clear, concise and to the point is my mantra, but with pressure mounting at work to go full time, there doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day for blogging lately. Waiting for the perfect thing to post about just might take me another month, so instead I present a not so pleasing jumble of randomness...
And what about these?
The fabulously talented Jodie of RicRac fame was kind enough to send me a whole stack of linen postcards printed using her gocco. Aren't they clever?
Now onto the weekend.
As our children are getting older and their interests are really beginning to grow, I find them to be following our hobbies more and more. My husband works in the broadcast industry and my five year old son is developing a keen interest in computers, video cameras and more recently television sets. It's not watching TV that interests him as much as understanding how they work, why they're colour or black and white, why are some flat, what we did before there were remote controls. He's developed a particular passion for old school sets - the ones with a dial. I have no idea why, but this his latest obsession.
"Mummy, was everything in your life black and white before they invented colour? " He asks me earnestly. Good grief that makes me feel old. I remember always asking my mum what things were like in the "olden days" when she was little...sorry mum.
Luckily my inlaws are hoarders and their basement cold room is full to the brim of every imaginable purchase since 1975 (when they moved in). Yesterday, at Tommy's request, he and Daddy went hunting in there for old fashioned TVs with a dial and this is what they found - still working. He's thrilled!
Meanwhile, Mother and daughter were to be found on the couch snuggled under a blankie, knitting and chit-chatting about forthcoming birthday plans. I can't believe she'll soon be seven!