I just want to get on with wearing my nice, new (to me) winter clothes I’ve been getting off of eBay, eating lovely wholesome winter meals mostly consisting of custard and kicking leaves in the air whilst wearing my wellies…I just don’t really like the summer, I realise this is a hangable offence but I love the winter – bright, crisp days with stodgy food, cheek freezing walks and snuggling in front of the fire. I’ve been looking forward to Autumn since May!
So WHY was it so ridiculously hot this weekend? We/I had plans to pull out the cupboard in our lounge, rip off the rest of the wallpaper, put the skirting boards back on, put things in the loft, get started on the new quilts I’m making for Christmas and generally sort out the hundreds of piles and boxes (well, more like 10) around my house. Instead Mr B and I got hot and bothered (and not in a good sense) and squabbled our way through the weekend whilst achieving pretty little it feels like, I want my weekend for a do-over! Do you ever have that moment where you’re really not sure what you’re arguing about? We did it a lot!
We did manage to achieve one thing which we’ve been intending to do for about 3 weeks – we put the finishing touches to the coir matting in the hallway. Having ripped up all the carpets downstairs to do the sanding of the floors, we discovered that there was a massive piece of hard board in place of about 3 floorboards just inside the door in the hallway. So, rather than having to actually sort it out properly I came up with a bodge that involved sanding 2 thirds of the hallway and covering the rest in coir matting – presenting it as my truly intentional and original idea, obviously! I think the main problem with fitting it ourselves though is that neither of us had a clue what we were doing but both felt we should pretend we did
The coir matting, edged and finished
But it is done now and I do feel mighty proud of our efforts every time I come down the stairs
To be fair, it wasn’t all bad, we did have a nice evening out on Friday, drinking outside in the sun…so it wasn’t all bad…and we had a lovely BBQ on Sunday afternoon…and we sat out with Betty as she ransacked all my pots – yes, they look pathetic, I know!
Betty in the flower-pot
But last night I tried to make up for the lack of action a little and I’ve nearly finished one quilt with the plan to get started on fabric planning for the other two tonight and I’ll be putting all my other fabric in the loft so you can actually move around in our spare room. Mr B needs the space to play XBox you see
- The floors are done… (dreamalittledreamalot.wordpress.com)
So, unless you’ve been completely oblivious we had a whole lot of snow the weekend before Christmas and we got some here in the valley too, though nowhere near as much as they got elsewhere in the UK!
It’s the first snow the buns have ever seen so we got them out in it and it was soooo cute, Helga wasn’t so sure but Betty loved it…
So I have been INCREDIBLY rubbish with blogging lately I am sorry!
It’s no excuse but the mother of all colds combined with the bunnies going in to be ‘done’ has left me tired, rather uninspired and quite weepy. Not a pretty sight!
Anyway, I am back at work now having almost recovered from the cold…well I’ll keep telling myself that and it might come true! It’s my birthday on Monday so I have a very busy weekend ahead AND we’re going on holiday next week to…dum de dum…Chicago!
I am SO excited, not on the normal scale of excitement but on another far more excitable scale where I lose total interest in everything else and just keep thinking about the hotel and the lake and the shopping and the FOOD and eating myself silly. Plus I have NEVER been outside of Europe – ridiculous I know – so even the idea of the long flight is exciting me. Poor Mr B, it’ll be like taking an excitable toddler across the Atlantic, except I’ll probably get drunk and pass out
So now I’m just worrying about packing and getting the house vaguely clean for my parents staying whilst we’re away. Maybe I’ll shove everything in one room and make it out of bounds. Far too concerned about the bunnies to spend too long cleaning etc.
They had their op to remove all their lady bits on Monday and I have never felt so mean as I did when we dropped them off. They just looked at us like we were the meanest people ever and Betty very kindly gave me a three inch cavernous scratch on my hand as a goodbye kiss – thanks! So we picked them up Monday night and since then I have worried worried and worried a little more that they weren’t eating and then they were eating but they weren’t pooing, I even composed the poo song which had absolutely no effect on their bowel movements but did make them seem a little amused Then we had to syringe feed them minging baby food which was not fun for anyone and I now have shelves covered in carrot and vegetable…hmmmmm. Finally last night they POOED, never have me and Mr B been so happy or so aware of our immense lameness. Yes we are reduced to talking about poos – it’s just what happens with some couples after a while I guess.
So absolutely knackered I may now be, I couldn’t be happier that the two madames are now on the road to recovery. I leave you with some pictures…
So I got home last night and started setting up the lounge for the rabbits to come inside – we decided that they needed a bit more handling as they’re still not that tame and really won’t come to us when we call. Anyway, so I set all this up, opened the back door to get them out of the hutch to find…the hutch door wide open and NO RABBITS!!! To say I panicked would be a MASSIVE understatement, I spent a full ten minutes sat by the door crying and wondering how on earth I was going to tell Mr B that I had lost the rabbits. I remember shutting the cage latch but there it was wide open – what had I done!?!
I then tried to calm down and find a torch, maybe, just maybe they were still in the garden I thought? Couldn’t find a torch…ok then my phone light it is, out I went stomping round the garden in the dark to try and desperately find them before Mr B came home. What seemed like hours later I located the mishievious little so and sos behind the shed. Oh the relief!!! They were having a whale of a time to be fair, not even slightly fazed by the big bad world – led me on a merry chase getting them back in the hutch though! I managed however to get them back in, even though I think it was clearly a two person job Mr B wasn’t back for ages so I knuckled down and got the job done! More than a little proud of myself – Helga was a sweetie though, I put a ramp up to the hutch and she jumped straight back in, Betty was another story….grrrrr…but it’s over now!
And then the bunnies were gone...
Betty looking oh so angelic on the sofa - that is thread everywhere
Helga pretending my foot's not there
Quite exhausted by now I couldn’t muster the energy to even tell Mr B about it prooperly let alone cook dinner so he kindly bought home fish and chips and we collapsed on the sofa. But not before bringing Betty and Helga inside for their first roam across the sofa – awwwwwww!!!
P.S. Look what the lovely Mr B made me for breakfast this morning – thank you lovely!
Banana and Blueberry pancakes
Sadly it’s over but the weekend was relaxing and just what I needed to get back into the swing of things and get back into some projects. More of the quilt was sewn together, more hexagons basted and a lot of chutneys made. All in all fairly productive. My favourite thing was probably the bunny house I made for them on Friday night. Both Betty and Helga seemed to love running around it but I still think it needed a second floor – it did only take about two minutes with a Stanley knife though!
The house, complete with window, doors and sleeping compartment
Helga having a nose around
Just running around
Betty on the roof