
Underneath the Hot Sun
It’s a little bit unimaginative to talk about the weather but hey here goes anyway. Sunshine, sunshine and more sunshine, it’s just divine.
It’s a little bit unimaginative to talk about the weather but hey here goes anyway. Sunshine, sunshine and more sunshine, it’s just divine.
Is it just me or does everyone have that one dress that is a million years old but still gets pulled out the wardrobe every summer? This is mine by the way, the best maxi dress there ever was.
Having spent as much time in the sun as the little man has allowed the last few weeks I’ve managed to get a bit of a tan. Being from Scotland what I class as a tan is likely very different from the rest of the world but basically I’m no longer a similar shade to Casper the ghost.
So summer is finally here. As the song says it has been a long, if not lonely, winter and the sun has been long awaited. I’m worried I’m tempting fate even uttering these words but we’re now headed into our third straight week of sun so I might be ok.
Did you know cineworld let you take babies into any screening on weekdays, not just those Mum and baby ones? Nope me neither. Well when I say any screening. . .
Simple dress and boots; the uniform of the pregnant woman. This is perhaps the last time I’ll get away with bare legs though, which creates a new problem, tights?
Continue reading “The New Uniform”
This summer in Glasgow has been another disappointment. Very limited sunshine and when she did show face it was normally on a workday while I was stuck indoors. So I’m now desperately seeking some sunshine, will need to try and squeeze in a little babymoon sometime soon. Any tips on where in the world will still be warm in October/November?
Continue reading “Summertime Sadness”