Sunday, September 17, 2006

Sunday mornings are the best.

Ah, don't you just love lazy sunday mornings?

When you're left alone to pootle around doing nothing particular except listen to your itunes and surf.
Obviously here I'm talking about the net when I say surf,













since I'm very much of the 'sit on the beach and admire the mad guys/girls who get out there and do it while briefly toying with the idea of having a go before rapidly discarding the idiotic notion ' persuasion.

















I regularly wish that wasn't the case, but since i absolutely LOVE lying on a beach , feeling the heat spread across my skin as
its washed with a salted breeze.















Sigh.

Its one of the things that I miss since i had children.
Not the beach..we go when we have time.
No, i miss the being able to shut out the world as I lay there.
Thats something that you just don't get to do when you have children.
You always need to know where they are, without being too obvious .
so I've missed the whole lay there and read, or snooze, or stick the headphones in and veg.

In fact sunday mornings have taken their place a little.
They are that little bit of ME space that I can rely on.

:D