Just like Dad used to make. HE was no great shakes in the kitchen, my Dad, but he made a decent cup of tea. And two and a quarter spoons of sugar. Always in a proper cup and saucer. He never used a mug. It was a porcelain cup, incongruous in his big weather beaten hands, or nothing.

Making, Baking, Crafting, Painting. January disappeared on me, and then, guess what? So did February.

A Quick Stop At the Rock of Cashel, Co. Dunboyne Castle Hotel and Spa, Co.

This was originally posted on my Facebook page. In Defence of Sending Christmas Cards.

An ass will always need wiping. And you will find yourself being the parent you said you never wanted to be. Luggwoods Enchanted Forest Easter Egg Hunt. Things To Do Over The Easter Holidays With Kids.

Ouch My Fanny Hurts! A personal tale of pregnancy and first time parenting. Thank you for reading me, thank you for becoming my friends, and thank you for holding my hand across the sometimes lonely parenting ethers.

Nothing Should be Rushed on Sunday. The weather was gorgeous! Did I say the weather was gorgeous? I decided there and then I was going for a run. My first in over a week. I dressed quickly and arranged to meet Mister Husband and the kids in town and I set off with the dog.