I seem to be making about a million and one scraptherapy pages about my hopes for 2019… I can’t quite pin down either my word or my main goal: hmm.
Anyone else struggling?
One decision that needed no thought however, was whether I ought to bring home this pink enamel colander from the recycling centre: mine!
Also finding a home – at least until I’ve read it, then I’ll pop it back – is this novel about a Yummy Mummy. Hey, I can dream…
Clearly disturbed from her dreams the other day, was Mittens, who I found happily snuggled up in Kitty’s unmade bed.
She must have found a nice warm spot…
Kitts and I are thinking that our decorations might come down on Saturday: how about you?
One thing I will be leaving however, are these gorgeous confetti balloons that are hanging over our kitchen table. Well, it was Jesus’ birthday!
And talking of which, I nearly forgot to show you my pressies!
Kitty got me a set of gorgeous-smelling body creams (she nipped into the chemist while I went in the next shop along!), Rev. Fish got me some fab pastel marker pens and a lovely friend here treated me to a picture frame that I’d admired in her house: how very kind!