First of all I want to apologise for being so rubbish at writing posts this week! I have successfully managed a grand total of 0 – go me!
In my defence, I have been half heartedly packing to move house and trying to juggle a hell of a lot of work. My packing has consisted of sitting my sister on my bed and offloading 30% of my stuff onto her, putting 20% into a bag for the charity shop and packing the rest carefully (read.. throwing) into a suitcase. My cosmetics and toiletries take up a small suitcase (if you know me you really won’t be surprised by this, I am addicted to lotions and potions that smell good / make me smell good) and everything else is being sacrifices. I simply cannot be bothered.
I can hear you guys all shouting about neglect, but I have been making guest appearances elsewhere, so if you need a distraction please hop over and read my brain dump about turning into my mother on Sam’s blog, and my insight into why the British drink so much tea at a new favourite of mine, Smitten by Britain.
I have mostly been listening to Emeli Sande and the Mamas and the Papas, and counting down the days till I hop on the plane to California. Prepare for me to embrace my inner beach chick and give you the sort of posts that you have come to expect from these trips for a few weeks; shots of beaches and food and all the fab things that I am up to.
I promise this weekend I will post.. and watch this space for a fantastic post from the only person that has ever sent me fan mail (and therefore my favourite person) Bas, on why he is baffled by girls visiting the loo in packs.
Have a lovely weekend 🙂