Twenty Seven Candles

I can't believe how little I've updated this month. I don't think I've ever slacked so much! Then again, it's difficult to keep up the updates when I'm away most of the month. I can't say I'm complaining - it's good to have a break from everything sometimes.

This week in Malta has been good to me. I've done lots of relaxing, bonding with my siblings and parents, just generally chilling out with them, some friends, some reading, lots of sleeping, a massage, barely any photos! I miss hubby but some time apart won't do us any harm either. I can't wait to see him!

And with a great week, 26 comes to an end. My birthday this year promises to be entirely different from last year. I deserve a good birthday, if I do say so myself!

It may be childlike, but I am very excited for 27...!

positively,

[img cred: Cards Unlimited]

L'Anniversario #1

Today a year ago, it all happened. Everything I had ever wished for came together and came true.* It hasn't been an easy year since October 2008. If anything, more things went wrong this year than in any other year. But we are good together. We adore each other's company, never tire of it; we make each other laugh, and left alone, we're just a couple of lovestruck teenagers. We've kept each other afloat, strong, and looking forward.

Housewifery

Rome beckons and here I am, cleaning the house like a madwoman. I'm not exactly sure why, but I can never go away for a few days (not that the duration makes a difference) and leave behind a messy house. Maybe it's the knowledge that coming home to a less-than-perfect home will negate any relaxation that was had while on holiday? Am I the only one who does this? (I suspect not.) I just love knowing my house looks and smells good - even if I'm not around to enjoy it!

I'm mostly packed (which in itself surprises me as packing is generally a torturous task which involves hours of agonising). This probably means that I've forgotten half of what I actually do need to take with me, so I'll be looking into that more closely later.

But for now, back to the hoovering it is for me (with a Dyson, not a Hoover), while the felines attempt to get as far away from me as possible, fur puffed up, giving the Dyson the most disapproving looks they can muster.

PS: *snigger* - look: Vintage Christmas Adverts & Hoovergrams

[img cred: Tatertots & Jello]
cleanly,

The Click

'There is a time when - even before the first leaf falls - you can feel the seasons click. The air is crisp, the summer is gone, and for the first night in a long time, you need a blanket on your bed...'

Carrie Bradshaw, Sex & the City, Season 4 (Episode 66)

I've always loved Autumn ♥

[img cred: Bestselling Art]

dreamily,

I Hope You Dance

Many are perplexed by my musical tastes. And I suppose I'd have to agree. As much as I enjoy most genres, I am possibly happiest when I'm listening to 80s or country.

In that respect, I am VERY much an 80s child. I'd very honestly say that I know more lyrics to 80s music than I do to more recent stuff. And when the 90s arrived (and I love 90s lots too), a lot of my time was spent watching CMT. There's something about country music though that I just love. The simplicity of it? *shrug*

I'll leave you with a song by Lee Ann Womack that I've always found to be an inspiration...

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

[img cred: Notes from the Trenches] [Lyrics]