Last week was my birthday. Yey! 39! That’s about as exciting as it got.
I did have a nice birthday, thank you. But I have had one of those weeks that have felt like a month.
My 14yr old DD had a Spanish exchange boy come and stay from last Friday night (midnight!) until today. He is a lovely boy, my affection for him grew when he presented me with a lovely bottle of vino tinto from his Grandfather’s winery and a huge bottle of lovely looking olive oil from his town. (It did wain a bit this morning when he walked dog crap through the house though, I’m not a ‘morning person’ and I was running late, and I had to take this in my stride. Hats off to me.)