Togetherness…something that is treasured in our family. Savored for the very blink of time during the week. Those fleeting moments in the morning when we are all rushing around in the morning and those with places to go, head out the door. Then the snapshot of time in the evenings when kids are being put to bed and dinner is being made. It’s something that is really felt at a weekend, where life slows down…just for 48 hours. Long enough to connect again, make memories and carve out a future.Continue reading
I’m stunned that February is coming to a close. It only feels like last week I was putting together January’s loves.
I’m enjoying summing up our monthly loves with Emma over at Life at the Littlewood, although our home renovations have creeped over into February and stolen my thunder for another month…grrrr!
Still plenty of loves regardless and here they are…Continue reading
Pressure…Something we all feel at some stage of our lives. For me I tend to find that I need to release it before I boil over and turn into the female version of the Hulk. Recently though, it’s something that’s become a more regular occurrence (dare I say every other day). I find myself snapping over the smallest things and tumbling into a downward spiral of rage, not that uncommon to a toddler.Continue reading
The hubs grew up in the far North of Scotland, in what I would describe as ‘the middle of nowhere’…not that I came from the bustling heights of city living as a child myself, but I was based in Central Scotland and only 30 minutes from Glasgow and Edinburgh…so as far as Scotland goes, that’s metropolis!
I had moved up North for university when I was 17 and stayed ever since. Aberdeen is a city…ok so it’s the size of a London borough, but a city none the less. We took the decision to move outwith the ‘city’ in 2009, purely to get more house for our money and to put a bigger gap between working life and personal life (less likely to ‘pop in’ to work on a weekend). We never looked back.
The rural town we settled for was very ‘up and coming’. It had rail links, was 20 minutes from the airport and we thought it was a good investment in the long run.
Since moving out to the sticks, we have sold up…twice! The last move (and hopefully our final move) was even deeper into rural Aberdeenshire. If I tell you our house isn’t serviced with gas, water or sewage, you start to get the idea of what I mean by the deep, dark countryside.Continue reading