It is a slow mo kind of day here in The Humble Bungalow.
I've had the kettle on several times to make tea.
Played with the cats as they got into the act of "helping" me change the bedding in the guest room.
I have a scratch on my ankle from Chester when he pounced out from under the bed to attack me.
It required antiseptic and a bandaid so as not to bleed all over the carpet.
The downstairs storage area is a catch all for donations and out of season items so I gave it a lick and a promise...
packed up 2 bags for the charity shops in the Volvo ready for the next time I am close to their donation bins.
Adrienne inspired me to pick some hydrangeas today after reading her blog post.
dabs of blue
looks like a flower within a flower
"The Secret Life of Flowers"
sounds like a book title...
I'm wearing the white Talbots shirt that I saved from the donation bag at the last minute
I think it was a good decision because when Mr. HB came home he said
"you look nice."
these are fun freshwater pearls
perfect for a home day when one wants to feel great
while tending to the daily
Keeping house is hard work and I think it's worth taking pride in...
materfamilias had some thoughts on "women of a certain age" showing what they wear
and it got me thinking...
why do I do it when I have hardly any clothes that fit me now...
at WW today I weighed in and the scale showed I was down another 1.2 pounds
less than 4 pounds to go to reach my goal.
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Pinched myself when I saw the recent post wedding image on Privilege
So delighted to see Lisa's wedding dress...
if it were not for her I would not be blogging.
Thank you again...
Best wishes for a lifetime of happiness.
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Back to reality here in The Humble Bungalow.
Floors need to be swept, dishes need to be washed and life ticks on as the Westminster clock chimes.
"I make no secret of the fact that I would rather lie on a sofa than sweep beneath it.
But you have to be efficient if you're going to be lazy."
~ Shirley Conran ~