If we went for a coffee, I’d first and foremost apologise for being completely MIA recently. This week’s been a bit mad so I’ve not had time to write any blog posts at all, and I’ve not even managed to reply to all your comments! I’m really very sorry about that, let me tell you what’s been going on…
Not only are things still mad at work (only 2 weeks left on my current project! I’m so nearly there!) but all my Australian family are over and I’ve been spending all the time that I can with them. We’ve all been congregating as much as we possibly can, and doing fun things like going to beer gardens and lounging in fancy gardens while the children played around us.
I have a niece (5) and a nephew (2) who are siblings, and then another nephew (8) who is their cousin. The 5 and the 2 year old have become totally obsessed with their cousin and I think he’s taken quite a shine to them, too. However, I’m wondering how long it will take before he begins to get a bit fed up with them following his every move!
As much as I’ve been enjoying watching the children bond, I’ve been mostly loving having all my three sisters in one place again, as it happens so rarely. I absolutely adore my sisters and I always love spending time with them; the magic increases exponentially the more of us there are in a room together. Add in my Mum and my little world is complete. Anytime we’re all together it’s the best thing ever, but now it’s a bit tinged with sadness because it makes the absence of my Dad that much more obvious.
As it happens, the main reason for the Australian contingent visiting was so we could inter my Dad’s ashes, which we did at the beginning of the week. There were about 30 of us immediate family members in the end, who I was very glad to see. It was a day that made my heart hurt but it was also beautiful in its own way and I’m glad we did him justice. Afterwards, we ate food off of sticks in the sunshine and enjoyed catching up with each other. Daddy would have loved it.
Let’s segue into the more cheerful, shall we? Namely, the barbecue birthday party S and I are throwing this Saturday to celebrate the fact we’ve both turned 30 this year. It’s a joint 60th, if you will. We may have sort of lost track of how many people we’ve invited so it’ll be quite interesting to see who turns up. I did some quick sums in my head and I think it might be up to 50, which is a little bit scary, but I figure it’s fine because the number of people you invite never actually turn up… right??
So how’s your week been?