Coffee & Cupcakes

As promised dear readers, I said I would write an explain more about life over the past few weeks. Life that has left me with so many emotions, today's post won't begin to unfold them but perhaps in time... Almost 3 weeks ago, an uncle, on my husband's side, was reported missing and within 24 hours his body was found and our quickly growing fears had become reality. At the age of 62 he had taken his own life, in a way I'm still battling to not visualize most days. It was to say the least a huge shock. Josh and I had no idea that his uncle had actually been quite unwell for sometime and although this was a shock to everybody, for us it came completely out of the blue. I write this blog, knowing that unfortunately there are few of us left in today's world that have not have to deal with this subject on quite a close and personal level. I unfortunately have had 2 situations leading to suicide in recent months and, this time more than ever it has been a rollercoaste

It has been so long since I have written and I do apologise, life has thrown some curve balls our way over these past two weeks, which have resulted in spending today driving to Manchester for a family funeral. I will fill you in soon, I promise, once I come back to facing reality but in other news I have been battling with the subject of humility and here is where I'm at. I have recently been continuing my learning in the art of humility, something I fear I still have much learning to do. I do not feel like I am a particular boastful person, but I have been realizing I do hold pride in the appearance of not myself but my house... I have mentioned before I am a host and that I love to host,  however alongside this runs my desire to have a "host standard" house. This is very often un-obtainable in my house, 2 kids and an overly busy husband means I have little chance to clean! Over the last few weeks I have been knocked down a peg or two, and perhaps it is actually a g

Not long after starting my blog I had an idea to write a blog entitled, "Is it just me?", talking about some area's of life and housework that baffle me! I think I noted that I would write one such blog entry every month - 3 months later and this is only the second one - perhaps there is a related blog all in itself! Recently however, I have been battling another constant household duty and am beginning to question if it just me? Let me set the scene and bring you through a short journey! It all begins often on the bedroom or bathroom floor, the owner is simply desperate for bed and sleep and these items are discarded, they land on the floor and await stage two. Next they sometimes get fired into a tall wicker basket or pop up monkey shaped tube on the upstairs landing, before eventually making their way downstairs to the machine. This is quite an achievement, and great success if often felt when this stage of the journey is completed - a task has been done. However the