I like looking at pictures of other people’s homes. I’m not too keen on catalogue looks but I do like a space with character and a good dose of mix and match. I like thinking about the type of person who lives there, the story behind an object but most of all I like the good old plain inspiration I get from the colours, the materials, the ideas and the practicality of a space. It’s just something I like to do.
One day I took a look around my parents’ house and realised there were certain pieces of furniture that I fancied. Not all are particularly old but sentimental and my kind of style nonetheless. An armchair, a stool and a cabinet have now found a home here, in my new home, and I can’t tell you how happy that makes me because that stool used to belong to my grandmother and that chair came with my parents when they moved here from England.
I love the sudden explosion of excitement that comes with a Friday. Today I’m feeling a little more excited than usual after spending a majority of the last two weeks indoors. I think it’s also because I finally have my strength back and can comfortably get back into my indoor-routines with Georgie. Organising, rearranging furniture, fixing things and cleaning, reading and being superheroes. This is what we do indoors. Cheers to good health.
This week has been a celebration of exchanging gifts and staying up late. Two best friends were throwing parties for their little ones over the weekend and my dad turned 65, so yep, it’s safe to assume that we were all hyped on way too much birthday cake. Which brought about alot of activities and progress around the house. We have very kind friends who love gardening and offered to help set the palm trees up with an automatic watering system. We are very keen on making this place as much of a garden as we can with this hot weather. We’ve done some research and experimenting, since planting and creating a garden is not that easy. Especially with the price of plants and little trees, you really don’t want to mess up and lose those babies.Much of the experimenting we did was in the vegetable garden. We didn’t plan ahead at all. It was more Georgie throwing seeds in the air and me running after him with tags which blew away the next day. The result is a jungle of pumpkins, cucumbers and tomatoes with some parsley and basil here and there. Oh and two aloe vera plants. But we have been blessed with produce and good ones. Ten years ago papa and I locked lips and that was it. We still celebrate the day every year. We’ve been married for four years but somehow that date doesn’t mean as much as the first kiss. I finally had a good excuse to get papa a Fender acoustic and he finally had a good excuse to get me a turntable. Yay! Pictures to come.My little dude was a dream throughout our busy week. He even jumped in the swimming pool all by himself in front of our very eyes. I almost fainted. He’s really into kicking his legs and holding his breath and jumping into our arms but this was new and it scared me to the point where it has kept me up at nights. I guess it’s part of growing up. Shit. That’s scarier, isn’t it?
It’s a refreshing change of scenery for me to lounge around my house all day. With a toddler, it’s hard to stay put. They get bored, you get frustrated and before you know it, you couldn’t care less about the scribbling on the walls, if it means getting two minutes of peace and quiet. The mall and park has always been my answer to moments like these. But over the three months we’ve been in our new home, Georgie and I have developed a new pattern. We rarely leave our little corner of the world and spend hours potting around the garden, cooking, baking and painting. I even managed to put together a little bit of art in the form of stamped triangles. Also, I made a salad with fresh rocket from our vegetable garden. Pat on the back for me because up until three months ago, the only plant that survived in my hands was a cactus. I feel I have a lot to be proud of, especially my little dude who is talking up a storm these days and learning to appreciate days filled with music and Sunday afternoon burgers with the family.
