6 more. Crikey.
2. Well, one thing I do is Hope. All the time. Am the most extraordinary optimist of all times. And take a look at this, a socking great rainbow right over our house! Landing smack in the middle. Pot of gold and all that.
3. Shave my legs. Am fed up with excess bodily hair and want smooth limbs spoken about in novels. Never do they write of white legs with hairs sprouting out of them, which when shaved resemble chicken skin when plucked. Am very glad and lucky that Husband finds me irresistible. Would not get very far in Beauty Contest for Tanned Smooth Legs.
4. Own and run pre-school in local village. Love it.
Have extraordinary conversations with small people.
Me - Look, Lauren, its raining outside.'
Lauren 'Yeh, its tippin' it down.'
Me - Yes, goodness me, it's raining terribly hard.'
Lauren - 'Yeh, bloody is.'
Me - What does your daddy do, Larry?'
Larry - 'Well, he sometimes farts at breakfast time and my Mum gets cross.'
Too bloody right. So your Mum should.
5. Love my Blog friends because they have saved me from humiliation beyond the pale. Have managed to retrieve this and edit it, and now feel less appalled with self and children. Hooray!
6. Light a fire each day in our sitting room at about 3.15pm, just in time for children to get home from school. Their little faces look so pleased and happy when they see the bright firelight and welcoming warmth. Makes me feel warm too.
7. Get dressed each morning and take my darling children to school. School is 20 yards from our gate. Each term other mothers ask me if I ever let the children just go to school without me getting out of my dressing gown. I am pleased and proud to report that I have never done that, and feel that it is an important thing for me to do... walk those 20 yards to school every day, come rain or shine. May I say that I occasionally take my mug of tea, still warm, from the breakfast table.
This is a picture of that rainbow again, same one, this time over the school. Idyllic, eh. Lucky, lucky us.
There's an eighth.
I love my life.