Saturday, 23 September 2017

Quick diy. Weekend project

I am a coffee drinker. A while back I started using a French press for my coffee so I will not drink coffee all day long. 
Cleaning French press is annoying. And seems like a lot of waste. Can you repurpose the grains? 
Or better yet what do you do when you buy truly awful coffee and can't drink it? 
I made a body scrub! 

And it was easy! 
I used just three ingredients but you can use more. 
I used coffee that to horrid to drink, but next time will use the used coffee, sugar and coconut oil. The latter you might think is expensive but I got my organic from home bargains for like £2.50 for a big jar! 
I combined coffee and sugar in the bowl melted the coconut oil in the microwave and poured into the bowl with dry ingredients. Looked for the scrub like texture. 
It will solidify after a while but I just place the jar into the shower with me to soften the scrub before using. 
The caffeine supposed to be good for skin, coconut oil leaves the skin nice and soft. Just don't shave after you will block your razor with coconut oil. 
As for an extra ingredients I suppose you can add the essential oil for the different sent, but I quiet like coffee and coconut combo just not in the cup!

Wednesday, 20 September 2017

My mama's visit

Last two weeks were busy. As you know Egg started preschool and my mother came to visit. 
And of course nothing is easy with us... she was meant to get here on Wednesday so I got the phone all at 4am Wednesday morning asking how far was Gatwick from Cardiff. Yes at 4am. And yes this sort of question. 
Turns out her plane was delayed by 10hours... 
And when she got here on Thursday she didn't ring to say what time she would arrive to Cardiff. Damn I was worried. Even called my step dad but reassured me saying it's probably her phone... and you know it was. 

We had lots of fun!
We went to street food festival, Egg wasn't a fan at 1st but did enjoy playing with all the fun tuktuks 

It's a great place to take your family and friends and even grouchy kiddies. Even in the rain. It is still here for his weekend so if you haven't been go eat something fun and sit in a cool disused transport.
We been to the pool twice, drunk beer, shopped pretty much till we dropped and mum did kick us out for dinner just the husband and me...

We went to a fancy restaurant but about this next time. 
We also spend time cooking eating and wine drinking. And we walked... a lot! Considering she used to run marathons she was so tired at 1st. But think I got her into a walking mood. She did ask for me to count up the kilometres we walked in these two weeks. 
It was super nice to have her here. She seemed rested, even if she did insist on doing stuff. And we didn't have a massive argument, everyone is amazed! 
She is safely home already. And I got to say I miss her already! 

Sunday, 17 September 2017


I might have been a bit quiet lately. Not only because my mother is visiting at the moment but also because my little munchkin started pre-school. 
And we survived... just about.
I just still cannot quiet believe that he is already starting school, he is actually one of the youngest kids there. But not the smallest! 
We started two days with half of our class for two days and then from this Wednesday with all the kids. 
Well Egg being Egg was ever so upset for three days and now he goes in and seems happy.

On the day one school had to call me to say that the child settled and now playing outside. But he was still looking for the way out of the school. Actually made them get another gate for the door to the "big" school. And this Friday when I dropped him off he still didn't want to wear shoes but he walked in and let go of my hand. And when we came back to pick him up he was sitting munching on the pineapple and wasn't interested in leaving. 

But the school of course brought up the fact that he doesn't listen and doesn't really talk. However there has been a little update on that front. He is making more words or at least attempting them and we got another audiology (hearing doctors) appointment. 
But school school is great. And I think will need to take Welsh too! 
I also cannot wait for him to make friends and me meeting other parents! 

Saturday, 2 September 2017

There is no such thing as a Gruffalo!

About a year ago my mother in law got us tickets to see Gruffalo on stage in New Theatre in the end of summer. We pretty much been waiting for this for about a year. Well I was.
All the recent cinema visits were disastrous when we had to leave after about 20 mins of the start of the film. I was very worried. 
Also the pushy box office lady sold us tickets right in the front and in the middle... this didn't help my anxiety about out first theatrical visit.
Also my little cutie pie was a really difficult all week... maybe he is that threenager stage when it's only his way or no other way. But he doesn't talk so this resolves in massive tantrums. 

When I saw the flocks of children all different ages I have relaxed. My demon baby won't cry first. 
But he had a major melt down when his pram been folded and taken away. 
Then he didn't want to take his sit. But followed me anyway. Note to all the parents bring snacks, sweets and raisins kept him busy while he was trying to figure out that the play was actually fun and interesting. 
Well the Gruffalo is a great show. Egg was interested, he was looking on stage with excitement. I think he understood and even roared at the roary bit when we were scaring the fox. I laughed loudly too so did my mother in law. Everything was good. But bully the end he got a bit fed up and accidentally banged his head on the armrest. Poor monkey was really upset. 
Leaving the theatre there was of course a big queue but some one wasn't happy. I had to drag him into the corner and leave him to tantrum. It was bad. I felt bad. It was so publicly but it was the best thing I could do. I couldn't leave and he wouldn't calm down. One lady offered to call for help, another said she would take him. We have a little chat about the drama and how much we enjoyed the show. And then he came down. 
I guess the people who offered help either thought he is different, and that I looked young and stressed I guess. But the concern was generally coming from kind place and I didn't feel judged... 
but all and all it was a very nice experience and good things definitely outweighed the bad. 

(Angelic appearances are deceiving)

But he threw 2 more bigs ones.
He wanted to walk in different direction than me and almost run out on the road. So I had to grab him and put him in the pram and tell him off. 
I seem to do a lot of this at the moment. Just keep saying that I am the boss not him and listening to him being annoyed and cry. 
My arms muscles hurt from wresting with this threenager but I can win this. I know. I just need sleep.