It's taken a while for me to get around to embroidering some doodles that I made a while back. They are for my daughter's bare bedroom walls once I get around to popping them in frames.
I only drew blood twice, which has to be some sort of record for me. I'm still stabbing myself with the needle as frequently as before, but apparently the wounds are shallower. I'm taking that to be an improvement in my embroidery skills...
My husband and I went to an awards ceremony in Sacramento this last weekend. I have now worn a dress 7 times since my wedding day. That's less than once a year. I probably should be making more of an effort to embrace my feminine side. Or my husband should be making more of an effort to take me out to fancier places...
It also marked our first night away from our kids (well, that'll teach me to live on the other side of the Atlantic from free babysitting, I mean, my parents). I was surprised that I was a little apprehensive about it. I had always thought that I would skip out of the house gleefully when this day finally came, but, since becoming a parent, my mind keeps wandering through wild worst case scenarios, which would have never crossed my mind before.
Still, I was looking forward to the first morning in seven years when I would not be woken up by my early-rising son. As it turns out, I was woken instead by some hotel guests at 4am. Oh well. The food was good. We did return to find our children happy and healthy - they were spoiled rotten in our absence. I think that they're hoping that we'll go away for longer next time.
Translation of the day:
UK English: lie in = 'staying in bed longer than you usually would' in US English
My kids like to be up with the lark, so I haven't had a bloomin' lie in in bloomin' ages...