A Saturday afternoon sleep is an amazing thing

A dear friend celebrated his birthday over the weekend, and while I couldn’t be there to pass on my best wishes in person, I took great delight in listening to some music in his honour  (for reasons that will never be known or indeed questioned, both Giggles Magoo and Little Mate had a looong Saturday afternoon sleep, together no less. It was adorable overload).


So when I found myself in the middle of a gigantic child-free cook-off, I was delighted to crank the tunes (to that level whereby you feel rebellious, but not crossing that unknown line that would disturb the sleepy two) and dedicate them to the birthday friend and all those fun moments we have shared over the years.

More specifically, I was playing  The Waifs and reminiscing about my love of Australian music particularly from the late nineties through the early-thousands. The Waifs lead singer has just the right amount of Australian twang, telling stories that strike a chord with me now, and way back when I resembled my youth. Musically, they make my toes (and heart) dance.  Eventually Little Mate woke up and I found myself in mummy-heaven dancing around the living room with him. 

As life moves on, I am finding that I am unable to be close by for more and more of my loved ones celebrations (as we all know, life can never stay the same) so I’ve made the decision to celebrate my loved ones if the moment allows – eg. I purchased a beautiful bunch of flowers for my little sister’s birthday and displayed them proudly in my house (she is currently living the dream and slowly making her way around Australia with her fellow. Check out her blog or on Instagram here and here.  They are taking some photos that I have no doubt will be published one day). I was sure to let her know the beauties were in her honour.


We also purchased a few cupcakes and devoured then in dedication to my big bro and his birthday a few weeks back.  It’s really fun to do…and you don’t miss out on celebrating. I’m seriously questioning my FOMO.


But then, there are always the celebrations I am present for…like, my own dear mother’s 60th birthday celebrations.


Happy Birthday Mum! This lady is such an inspiration to me and I am forever thankful to witness her as a grandmother. I have these memories from growing up – rainy weekend afternoons spent pottering about with mum in the kitchen and the music cranked – I suppose my Saturday afternoon was in a way celebrating mum and those memories too.

Anyway, after a beautiful weekend with the fam-bam, it’s back to the working week… I’m still channeling that moment of bliss dancing around the living room with my little fella xx

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