C. and I walked past the “walk-in cookbook” that I blogged about before and he said he’d like to go inside and see it for himself. I immediately thought there might be a “first” in it for me, so in we went.
First of all: well done, me! One month completed – I didn’t think I’d make it this far, if I’m honest.. To celebrate the first milestone of my challenge, I treated a group of us to a special dinner tonight.
I guess it’s hardly surprising that a baby who wakes up every one to three hours at night is not a morning person. Nor is his mother, for that matter. The rings under my eyes are big enough to make Saturn jealous and I have started forgetting things that seem impossible to forget. Turning on my end of the baby monitor is a classic (luckily we don’t really need it, as I can hear F. from the living room anyway.
Today was a busy day of appointments and yet another counter-protest against one of the right-wing marches. So that didn’t leave much time and I had to be creative with my “first” for the day. Continue reading
I’ve just been to the postbox. Obviously, that’s not a first, but what I posted certainly is.
Today, as promised, we leave the kitchen for something completely different.
I realize this blog has been quite focused on the kitchen lately, but I promise I’ve got some very different stuff planned for the near future.
Today was a long but interesting day. As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve recently become quite involved in help projects for refugees.
One of the wonderful things about having a baby is that it turns life into an adventurous journey through new and unfamiliar situations. Since F. was born last summer, I’ve learned so many new things whilst watching him learn even more.
Today’s “first” is something I actually started a good week ago but completed today. I’ve decided that’s what I would do with projects that take longer than one day: they’ll only count for my challenge once they’ve been finished.