Once More, For the Love of God

A couple of months back I wrote a post about taking stock: re-evaluating life, re-assessing our priorities and pretty much just getting a grip. I aimed to re-approach every area of life with renewed focus: stripping back duty, desperation and befrazzlement (yup, just made that one up, but I like it), with a simpler, more…

Date Night: A to D

I said I’d blog every few Date Nights… Then realised how hard they are to find, never mind write down! So, without much further ado… here’s about where we’re up to now…

The A Date (A to Z Challenge)

In my last post, I explained how we had been working on our marriage; mainly, and namely, detailing The A to Z Date Night Challenge! As promised, I’ll start right back in June, with the letter A; in which I tried to set the tone, the mood- and indeed, the bar- as high as I…

For the Love of God

It all started with The Great British Bake Off. Sort of. Let me explain… About eighteen months ago now, (yep… about two months before the real “baking incident”); Husband and I got to a stage in family life where we actually began to feel… human. Oh yeah. It may just be a glistening memory now,…

Summer

Summer is here! The bog’s even dry. The garden so green, Not a cloud in the sky! . The kids are at home- I opted for this. Too hot for nursery, Could it get any less British than this?! . “Drink some more water!” I bark. “Put on your hat!” “When can we have ice…

Hands Down Heroes

So this morning, we pretty much failed at Father’s Day. As per usual, Tiny had just about settled back down to sleep after a night feed, when Toddler burst into the room full of the light and life that neither we, nor the sky, were quite ready to see yet. No sooner was he resettled,…

Expect the Unexpected

As you probably gathered from last Sunday’s blog, I wasn’t exactly expecting very much from this weekend. (That’s Husband’s Ordination to the Priesthood- for those just catching up.) Well, actually… That’s not exactly true, is it? I was expecting chaos. And confusion.¬†And quite possibly the usual ridiculousness that, if nothing else, at least makes for…

The Verdict…

So the votes are counted… I didn’t win. Most of you traitors sided with him! So off he’s gone, with a trumpety trump; Carrying not one, but two shirts in his trunk. The red one is packed, The tea towel still contends; But he’s ditched the safe black And taken… navy instead?! (Probably to make…

Seeing Red?

“So what time are you home tonight?” “I dunno… just after 8 maybe?” “Ok. I’ll see if I can hang on and eat with you then. Unless there’s anything you need doing before you go?” “Err… Oh yeah, I need to iron my clergy shirt.” “Which one?” “The red one.” “The red one?!” “Yes. The…

The Onto-What-Now?!

So this week, Husband is to be ordained… again. And this is not – (as someone rather helpfully worded it on Facebook)- because it didn’t work last time. But is, rather, a “next step” kind of deal. But… isn’t he already a Vicar? I hear you ask. (If not, he better stop wearing that collar!…