Morag has been on the hunt for something for Grier to wear for the jubilee – don’t worry Brodie is sorted in the wardrobe and flag department. Nothing really seemed to fit the bill though so we were considering a plain white dress – which would obviously be lovely and could be worn again and just fancying it up a bit with red, white and blue. I am feeling better and itching to make things so I was sitting idle last night when I thought I should just try to make a dress. So I did!
I’ve had tons of tutorials for pillowcase dresses pinned and decided it would be the best route for something simple. I’m proud to say everything I used to make it was left from other projects. The white dotty material was left from this ruffly scarf. The blue and red dots were left from Grier’s quilt (nearly finished!) by way of a knitting bag I made for Morag. A teensy bit of elastic and some bias binding saved from the towel I cut up to make these bibs were all I needed.
I used this tutorial which I would recommend. Obviously I had one main panel and just added strips along the bottom horizontally rather than 4 vertical strips like used in the tutorial. I got the sizing from here. It’s a really simple and straightforward project which comes together really quickly, perfect for a beginner. I imagine Grier might well end up wearing it over a white t-shirt and white leggings as the Scottish weather will not likely be quite as balmy as late.
My only problem now is the time I’ve spent browsing pinterest and etsy has my head spinning with jubilee projects I want to make……
Pool
I loved my paddling pool as a child. Actually I loved sitting in just a basin of water.
I always thought that if I was lucky enough to have children a pool in summer was a must do. Brodie splashed himself into exhaustion. Don’t you just want to jump right in?
Glad to see Greig was having fun too:)
Mamarazzi
Our house should probably still have a big X on the front door due to all the illness inside. No one is really 100% but we are on the mend. I’m starting to have major anxiety about the time I’ve missed from the half marathon training but there is nothing I can do. I will just have to wait and see what I’m capable of in a couple of weeks and if not come up with an alternative plan.
The beautiful weather makes me want to capture every moment I can while the sun shines. Photos taken outside with tons of natural light are just…..exuberant.
What Brodie Said Part 3
Greig – Should we put up the seat on your bike Brodie?
Brodie – You mean the saddle, Dad?
Me – Brodie, would you like a ‘Wildlife’ yoghurt? (This is the brand he chose an hour before)
Brodie – A railway yoghurt Mum?
Me (exasperated) – No listen Brodie, I said ‘Wildlife’ yoghurt.
Brodie – Yes please. Happily talks to himself while eating yogurt. This is a wildway yoghurt you know, he says to Grier
and my personal favourite, completely out of the blue
‘Dad, where is your tambourine?’
Gentle
Now Grier is unwell too, I’m just trying to remember to be gentle with us all.
This might help raise some cheer.
Tumble Valley
Our holiday was wonderful. It was so nice to pack up and head off for a new adventure. Our log cabin was literally on the Tummel River and was a home away from home. We saw lots of beautiful scenery – admittedly mostly from the car windows and had some great days out. Our favourite was probably the Beatrix Potter exhibition at the Birnam Arts Centre. We hit the pool every day and slept like babies – even the baby. We did however return home with eye and chest infections but that story will keep for another day. Enjoy far too many photos.
Turnaround
So I ran yesterday morning. It was sunny. I had breakfast. I ran a new route. I finished 10K in a reasonable time. I ran my fastest ever mile. Such a good way to start our holiday week.
My turnaround point was here -
halfway over the footbridge over Newbridge roundabout. It felt almost poetic no? I couldn’t have planned it better.
Dilemma
So this doesn’t really keep me awake at night but……
If you were coming round to mine for a bit of coffee and walnut cake, which beverage would you require to accompany it?
A cup of tea or two?
Freshly brewed coffee?
Or something else?
I’ve never quite worked this one out.
It’s not me, it’s you…….
I’m a bit bored with the running. I’m bored with lacing up my trainers and putting on my iPod armband. The sparkle has rubbed off a bit. I was completely deflated after finishing 8 miles on saturday, in contrast to the week before when I was all – get me I’m a running rock star. And then this morning after another session in the rain I’ve decided that me and running are going on a break.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to give up. I can’t give up, the Goodlet genes will kick in and I’ve no chance. If I had to inherit something from the gene pool I’m glad it was the dogged determination and not the inability to settle if there is clutter on any horizontal surface.
It’s just that after 19 weeks and 160ish miles I feel like there’s nothing left in the tank. I’m struggling to keep to my previous slow pace. I’m miserable for the whole run and I’m not reaching that comfortable spot when you’re on autopilot and your legs just take over for you and your mind can wander. All I can think about is the discomfort and how long I’ve got to go.
So I think I’ll complete my long run on saturday and then take next week off. I have an extra week in my training plan and we are on holiday so it works out well. Hopefully I will get my running legs and motivation back and will return stronger than ever. In the spirit of sharing my miserableness here is a photo from this morning. Flattering huh?
Please share any tips or advice or motivation, although be warned anyone who suggests eating a banana will be dealt swift retribution.
8 months
With each passing month your personality is further revealed. You are such a wee ray of sunshine most of the time, quick to smile and slow to cry. This month you have mostly been taking socks off. You like to take your own off and chew them although you will pinch the socks from any feet which come close to you, much to Brodie’s amusement. You have taken a few impressive forward roll tumbles when you overreach, perhaps a precursor to moving on your own? You still love standing and look around proudly to take in the adoring gazes of your audience. Oh okay then, usually just me but still I clap and cheer. You love to eat. You pass your food from hand to hand and can pick up smaller and smaller morsels. Several times Daddy or I have gone into get you after a nap and found you upside down in the cot with a big grin on your face (note to Daddy – lower the cot mattress!) You have started to dump all the puzzle pieces out when we do one and you grab for the pieces of Brodie’s when he is doing them. You are the best.
