......Baking rolls. I like baking rolls. We don't have a bread maker or a fancy do-it-all kitchen machine and making rolls or bread means kneading dough. I like the time it takes to knead to think about life and other important necessities of life (for example the shopping list). I wonder actually, if prolonged kneading is necessary, as accomplished bread makers would make us want to believe, or if it is merely an excuse to have time to think. These are the potato bread rolls I made after reading this post. You may notice the odd shape of my rolls. I tend to flatten the dough on my work surface and then cut it into random pieces with a huge knife. I call it rustic. Others may call it lazy.
......Walking and driving three of my children to and from two different holiday clubs. There is the morning club at the local church, run by a friend and in the afternoon, there is a basketball and football club at the local High School. The second club is free of charge, can you believe it? The morning club is £3 per child, with is probably barely enough to cover the running costs. The kids have fun, and are tired in the evenings, what else can a mum ask for?
......Wondering if my oldest son's pyjama has fused with his skin yet.
......Inhaling the smell of wool. I bought two hanks of "Hazel Knits" sock yarn, beautifully hand-painted yarn in indigo and wild rice
......Labelling new boxes of colouring pencils. This is a highly satisfying task. I scrape away 2cm or so of the paint and writing names on the exposed wood. I know, there must be quicker ways. For example writing on the little name box on the pencils....
......Being part of the interview process for a new social worker for our adoption agency. I was mighty nervous even though I was only on the informal panel, consisting of four adoptive parents. I hope that the decision we helped to make was a good one!
......Catering for uncounted numbers or children .... and cleaning up after them. We do have a welcoming house and the more the merrier. It may sound slightly mad but really, having lots of (additional) children in the house is a selfish act: I can read a book because I am not required to entertain them. The mess is only marginally worse. Play dates after holiday clubs add to the general tiredness in the evenings, which is welcome.
......Having the odd temper tantrum when all was a bit much
......Using labels for school shoes for the first time ever (after 10 years of school shoe buying). I am not sure why I bother now, we have only ever lost one pair, and that has probably been taken and chewed by our shoe destroying urban fox population.
......Admiring a bundle of fat quarters that has arrived in the post.
......Unsuccessfully trying to adapt a ziggy zaggy spirally lace pattern to be knitted in the round for my August sock pattern. I resigned myself to knit a diamond trellis pattern instead
......Finishing two job applications and submitting one (the other one is due on Monday)
......Cleaning the kitchen top to bottom. I have a small kitchen but it was a two hour job. My children think I am obsessive about cleaning but I am not. Honestly. I just don't like crumbs under my feet and months old grease that has settled on my spice jars. I am feeling most satisfied with myself. A shame I have to cook dinner later!
......Using the last of my Nancy Smilie vouchers. I bought salad servers and a (completely unnecessary) mug with a picture of the Duke of Wellington and his traffic cone hat. Only Glaswegians would find this funny.
This evening, I am going to put my feet up with a large glass of G&T, or maybe two small glasses of Margarita. On Sunday we are planning to visit James' and Alistair's foster parents. I am bit nervous but it is James's wish and after discussing this with our lovely social worker, we decided it would be ok. I hope it is. Other than that, we have no plans but no doubt we'll be busy anyway.
Before I go and mess up my beautifully clean kitchen I would like to welcome all my new readers. Thank you for stopping by!
Have a lovely weekend, wherever you are! Cx