I have discovered the secret to a perfect weekend. What you do is, you do something rather fab on a Friday night. And it’s so fab, and you are so relaxed that you start to think it’s actually Saturday night, because who has this much fun on a Friday night?! And then Saturday so feels like Sunday and then when you get to Sunday it’s like this little gift handed to you all wrapped up in ribbon saying “Here I am! Another day! Just for you. Because you deserve it!” Bless that little secret Sunday.
That’s what we did. We had dinner with friends on Friday night and then a rather slow and rainy Saturday at home by the fire before getting stuck back in with said friends for round 2 for some of the kid’s Birthday’s on Saturday afternoon (which may or may not have drifted into Saturday night with a cheeky game of Trivial Pursuit thrown in for good measure). And then this morning? There was a whole day! Just for us! Because we deserve it!
We ate so well. We drank probably a little too much. We soaked up great company with funny, intelligent, warm, kind and generous people who we are lucky enough to call our neighbours. We went for walks. I picked up 2 pieces of vintage furniture that I am in the process of turning (quite badly might I add) into something even more fabulous then they are now (details to follow) and I sat on the couch. A lot.
The girls even spotted in the back garden (a week early) the Easter bunny (OK just a bunny) nibbling on a little something under the crab apple tree.
This week we are going to busy bees ourselves. We have friends up today for a day trip then we are heading to the beach to spend some time with my Dad before heading back down here ready for a weekend full of visitors to do it all again – eat, drink, sit in front of the fire, walk, be merry.
Life. Is. Good.