Memos, mail and me

Hello Monday!  I've woken with a spring in my step and a smile on my face as I can definitely join in with Sian's plan to share Mondays and Mail.  No scratching around trying to find random pieces of mail that fell onto my doorstep this week, oh no.  This week has seen a few delivery men stopping at my door with exciting packages.  Because the end of February brings with it the promise that March is not far away and with March comes ...

Birthdays!

This package?  Destined to go to my great-nephew on his fifth birthday at the end of the week.  It's great being five isn't it?  So much energy, so much mischief.  He wanted a slinky.  Not a plastic one from the pocket money section of the local newsagent, a big, shiny, metal one.  One that you can leave on the stairs for your sister to fall over on.  One that will scare the living daylights out of the dog as it comes thundering down the steps.  Naturally, while browsing on the gadgets and gifts website I could not resist also buying him a torch projector that will show large dinosaurs on your walls, because let's face it, a five year old boy can never have enough dinosaur paraphernalia.

 

He's not the only one having a birthday at the end of this week either.  My son has cleverly arranged for his birthday to be on a Sunday so can, with a bit of careful planning, start celebrating in advance on Friday evening, and continue on all weekend.  His wardrobe is in need of a bit of a revamp so a browse through ASOS will hopefully mean that he'll have a few new things to wear very soon.  It still seems odd to not having him home for his birthday but I am sure we will make up for it in the next few weeks.  

 

Incoming mail doesn't just have to come through the post though does it?  I met up with my friend who is an author last Monday lunchtime and she had been to a book launch at her publishers where they were given a 'doggy bag' of new books that weren't in the shops yet.  She had far too many to read herself (after all, she is supposed to be busy writing her next novel!) and generously gifted some to me.  The one on the top of the pile here is already captivating me.  A little bit dark, and a little bit mysterious and will apparently ends up a thriller.  I already see a backlog of housework in the offing.  Ironing v a few chapters of a book?  No competition.

 

And there's not just incoming mail.  Oh no, there is outgoing mail waiting to be dealt with.

The wedding invitations have arrived.

We still have to organise the evening reception ones but we do actually seem to have made progress.  Now all we need is for Rachel and James to get the envelopes addressed ... 

Well.  That's it for me.  I feel as happy as a Year 9 student who has, for once, handed in her homework on time, and is relatively happy with its content.   Happy Monday everyone!