My weekend...

...was spectacular!

Sparky, Miss Is and I took the weekend off, headed to the coast and did a whole lot of eatin', coffee-drinkin', laughin', relaxin' and g-droppin'.

This was the view from the comfy daybed in our room. Not bad.



And while the weather was tres ordinaire, we did not care. The weekend papers were read, the coffee was excellent, the meals were fab and the company was the best.



Miss Is has decided to celebrate her three-month birthday by becoming much more engaging, delightful and, at times, challenging. It's far more difficult to convince a three month old that yes, it is in fact time for a sleep, than it was to convince a two month old. The pay-off is that she's discovering new things every day (some of the sounds are amazing, considering the size of her) and we get to tag along for the ride. Pretty sweet deal I think.

Positively Medieval.

So I have *just* figured out how to get photos from my camera to my computer. It's really not very difficult at all. At. All. It's quite embarrassing really.

Anyhoo, this grand discovery means that I can now inundate you with photos of Isla. 'Hurrah', I hear you say. Hurrah indeed!





As you can see, she's just about the cutest kid ever.

The End.



Of course, I'm only joking. She clearly is THE cutest kid ever.

Biased parental opinions aside, I have quite a lot of work to do today, including a very large gluing session, followed by an immensely huge trimming session. If time permits, I'd then like to undertake the mother-of-all pours. But time will not permit, because time is a bitch.

Speaking of time, I told myself I had until 7:30am to faff about doing my computery business and it is now 7:26am. I still need to check Twitter and have a quick read of The Sartorialist (who I saw in action at RAFW, and lordy, a pair of bluer eyes I have never seen), Dooce and The Black Apple, so I shall be off.

Hope you have a fabulous day!!

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