Hostess with the mostess

Sorry, lovely readers, for once again disappearing without trace for the last week!

I have a good excuse this week though – my mum has come up to visit and I get to play hostess for a fortnight. Having her visit all the way from Dorset is one of the reasons that the OH and I knew that a spare bedroom was a priority when buying our house. Which, coincidentally, was exactly one year ago last week! The saying ‘time flies when you’re having fun’ couldn’t be more true in our case. I always knew that I would love buying home bits and bobs but I go directly to the homewares section EVERY time I go into a shop – and clothes come second at the moment. I can’t even remember the last time I bought a pair of shoes (a miraculous cure for a self-confessed shoe-aholic!).

What neither of us anticipated was how much the OH would turn in to such a homebody! When I looked up the exact definition of homebody it said “a person who seldom goes anywhere. One not given to wandering or travel”, which isn’t exactly what I mean. He just LOVES coming home! I feel really lucky that he is so happy and comfortable here and wants to just potter about and make our little nest the perfect space for us.

 

I have managed to get a few days off work to spend with my mum and sister and our days have been jam-packed with little family outings. I thought I would share with you a little round up of the week’s events before I begin to get back to blogging properly!

 We had a little family BBQ and spent the evening sitting chatting in front of our new baby chimenea. Around 11pm some Jazz music came drifting over the garden wall from one of our neighbours and it was so beautiful!

 

We took a trip to Northallerton to snap up any charity shop bargains which were to be had. Northallerton is a beautiful little market town with THE BEST deli and unusual food shop in the area – Lewis and Cooper. I loved the way one charity shop was displaying their bits and bobs on old wooden crates!

I made ‘one hell of a cake’. That’s my official name for it. I think you can tell that I’ve fallen off the diet wagon at the moment because this little beauty had 36 individual KitKat fingers all the way round, as well as gooey chocolate buttercream icing and a chocolate sponge. My mouth is watering just thinking of how good it tasted!

 

 My sister picked up her beautiful baby Fiat 500. I. Am. So. Jealous!

I am off for a family trip to Scotland next week so hopefully I will be getting back in to the swing of blogging when I return!

Until next time,

K x