This is me with my feet up poolside at the villa in Menorca that we've just spent a week at. Aaah, bliss! We had Sky TV out there, so knew it had been raining back home, but it was a bit of a shock just how much there had been! We came through a cracking thunder storm on the way back down the M6 from Manchester yesterday afternoon.
We had an absolutely wonderful week in the sun (or shade, in my case!) The villa was lovely, situated in the quiet development of Son Vitamina and having our own pool is just so nice - no one to swim around, rowdy kids or drunk lads to contend with and there's no rush to put out your towels on the sunbeds at stupid o'clock in the morning.
It was nice to have a few swims every day as I haven't done any exercise since (or even before) getting pregnant and swimming is the only kind I'll do, but our local pool is closed for a refurb at the moment. D enjoyed the pool, as well as the roof terrace ("it's lovely up there") where he could go and watch the planes taking off and landing at Mahon airport which was pretty close - how exciting...We really relaxed as D and my parents wouldn't let me do anything too strenuous. We mostly visited beaches (how nice are the beaches on Menorca?!) such as Sant Thomas and Cala Galdana, although not too keen on the few jelly fish we saw. We also spent a good 15 minutes or so driving down the bumpiest road ever (not fun!) to reach Calas Coves and were greeted with a gorgeous sight once we got there:
It was so quiet when we got there, although it seems lots of others made the bumpy trip down as it soon got quite busy. There are caves high up in the rocks on the left that people used to live in, but there was no way I was climbing up there! We spent ages watching the crabs crawling in and out of the rocks instead.
We ate lots of nice food too - one of the best things about going on holiday! Had to be a bit cautious though, being pregnant, and would have loved to have eaten more seafood, but didn't dare risk it!We christened the baby Wiggly as that's all it seemed to do all week - must've liked the fact I was relaxing so much! I doubt we'll go abroad again now for a few years at least, so it was just lovely to be able to do this now before Wiggly arrives.
The hugest, most mahoosive thanks go to Mom and Dad for taking us away for such a lovely week for our birthday prezzies!
Back to earth now though! Loads of washing to do, no food in the fridge and back to work on Monday...
ETA: Why does Bloody Blogger insist on mucking around with the formatting every time?!! GAH!!!


So this is me last week, at 22 weeks pregnant - eeeek!! Please note, I do not normally wear leggings with vest tops, (in fact, I've only just purchased some leggings to wear under tunic-type tops after much wrestling with my conscience, as I distinctly remember thinking I would never, ever wear leggings again after the 80s...) but I put the top on to show off the bump. I'm rather fond of my new shape, as I look obviously pregnant, rather than just overweight and making people wonder if I might be just because I'm standing all slouchy with my tummy pushed out. One of the only things I've hated so far about this pregnancy lark is the way people just have to touch me. Generally people are pretty good, but there's a lady at work who I have to get on with but don't like all that much and she insists on giving me a good rub/pat when she sees me. What am I - a dog?! "Ooh, look at that lovely bump!" (rub, rub) How would she like it if I grabbed her chest and said "ooh, look at those lovely boobs!" Gah!! And she's passed it on to her daughter, who I also see at work ("Let me have a feel." "NO!!!!! Eff off!!!") The first time her Mom did it I was mortified, as I really wasn't showing and all she was rubbing was flab....















Using a fabby canvas and easel from (I believe) Poundland and a generously supplied freebie photo taken by Ms Wiseman herself, as well as the lush Blush papers from Basic Grey, we created the gorgeousness that you see here. The overlay is acetate, stamped around the edges with Rhonna Farrer swirls, generously lent to me by lovely 








It's so tempting to want to use all the bits and bobs in the kit as they're all so scrummy, but I guess that really isn't my style and it's not as if they're going anywhere if I don't use them. Actually, they're not going anywhere if I do. That's the beauty of this digi lark. If you use a particular flower or rub-on, it doesn't matter, cos you can use them again and again and again! Hurrah! I'm really getting into this and I get to see more of D too as I'm on the PC in the living room and not hidden away in my craft room. Not that I'm going to be getting rid of my 'real' stash any time soon. Oh, no sir-ee Bob. I mean, these kits and bits are nice to look at, but you can't feel them; can't stroke the ribbons or lay your cheek gently against the paper to feel its texture... Or is that just me?! Now I have so much to learn and I think that that's just it - I love learning new things and having a go. I'll probably have moved on to the next fad in a couple of months. But we'll see....


