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I have the bug

The decorating bug that is.

This week I have been rearranging Mikey's room, getting it ready for some new curtains and a new rug. Planning on moving furniture around with the help of Shaunna and her husband (thanks in advance guys!).

I have drawn up plans for Mikey's room, my bedroom and the livingroom. Yes that's right, I actually sat down and drew out little floor plans and no I did not use a measuring rule so shoot me. I only plan on purchasing 1 new piece of furniture, the rest is just going to be rearranged and/or painted/covered.

Yes I will be taking before and after photographs.

BUT

I am leaving for sunny England next Monday. So major decorating will have to wait. I'm going to be staying with my parents for a while so they can hang out with their grandson. I'm pretty excited, it'll be the longest I've been in 'the motherland' since I was married just over 2 years ago. Perhaps I'll manage to get rid of the vague American twang I've picked up. I hope so!

I am hoping that encouragement from my parents will help Mikey to finally walk. He'll be 18 months old on Monday too, it'll be about time for walking I think! He wont walk for me because he doesn't care to show off to me, he sees me all the time and I am boring. But with an audience of grandparents, an aunt and maybe an uncle he'll surely perform?! He is such a little show off.

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I am a 24 year old British stay at home mother to a two year old boy. Married to a U.S. soldier and currently living in Germany.

I have seen the Vatican from the very top of St Peter's Basilica, the mud in the World War I trenches outside Ypres. I have walked through Montmartre side streets bustling with people in the evening, gotten lost in the streets of Greenwich Village NYC, run through cornfields on the Welsh border and sat outside with a cup of tea watching fireflies in the fields of the outer Chicago suburbs.

I have held the hands of others through addiction, fear, suicide, despair and come out the other side. I have left everything behind to begin anew.
I have fought mental illness and walked through snow in the mountains of the lake district, England. I have explored the morgue in the bowels of an abandoned hospital on a summer evening, climbed to the top of scaffolding on the outside of a five floor warehouse to look at the city lights of Nottingham at night and I have watched the sun setting on the Texas horizon.

I have held my son's tiny hand through the plastic window on an isolette in the NICU ward. Walked, speaking only in whispers, through the catacombs beneath the ground on the outskirts of Rome and seen the fireworks over Heidelberg castle.

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