First of all, thank you to all the people who took the time to email, comment, Facebook or tweet me about the night terrors; you absolutely can’t know how much it has helped us. We have had marvellous success with Indigo Essences, and understanding what actually happens when you have a night terror (from people who still suffer from them) has enabled us to help Mikey through them. Things are looking up.
In more ways than one, because IT IS WINTER. This is amazing on so many levels. Mainly, because I can stop pretending that I’m not fat, and casually eat cake and cloak myself in giant, drapey knitwear that has no problem with my flab. It is JOYOUS.
Also, food. I LOVE winter food. I love cooking it, I love the way my house smells when I am slow cooking something amazingly delicious, and mostly, I love feeding people during the winter months. Rib-sticking roasts, baked hams, cheesy broccoli gratins – they are all firmly back on our weekly menu, and I am flipping delighted.
Lastly, wine. OH WINE. For the last few years, the fella and I have been very abstemious, barely touching a drop. Sure with the lack of sleep and constantly screaming babies, there was a year or two where we could barely lift our heads to say hello before flopping on the couch with a family-sized Turkish Delight and an episode of Grey’s Anatomy. During the summer, we brought back wine night, and it has been a revelation. We are back to having a laugh and a chat and all the things that a relationship should have, but mostly gets sidelined when the little people take over.
So there you are now. Hope you’re having a good week, and not wanting to die because it’s Midterm and the kids are going mad and the floor is all wet because it’s raining in a biblical fashion.