If you're brave enough to fly

Sometimes Monday means having a cup of tea in a nice cup and saucer instead of one of the same mugs you always do.

One of the things I always associate with happy memories from my childhood is my grandmother making tea.  She was a massive tea drinker, and always had this amazing collection of tea cups and saucers.  She’d get them out for other people, but when it came to her own tea, she always made it in a stubby fat brown mug, as though she wasn’t good enough for the pretty china.  My mother has always collected tea cups, too, but rarely uses them.  I’ve always wanted to start collecting, and have a few nice sets that have been gifts.  The above cup and saucer isn’t an amazing piece of china, but it’s something that I bought with the intention of using it, and then stashed away in a cupboard to gather dust.  This morning I got it out and used it, and went and got my other sets out from a cupboard where they’ve been on display (but tucked away in a part of the house where they are actually rarely looked at).

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It is a Monday morning.  A fairly chilly morning (as far as Australian mornings go), the sky slightly overcast and a cool wind blowing.  Most people from other, colder, countries would probably find it hard to believe that it’s so close to midwinter here.  Our winters are usually mild, but this one is being particularly so.  And particularly dry, putting Perth in a very precarious position with water.  And yet there are still people watering their lawn, despite a total sprinkler ban and some imminent rainfall.  You can pretty much picture my face while I’m typing that.

The beginning of another week.  The weekend was fairly laid back – the husband was away for work on Saturday, which meant that the kid and I were alone for the day.  Except we weren’t – my mother came in to catch up with the kid for a bit, and then I spent an afternoon with an amazing friend of mine while the kid took a mammoth nap.

Yesterday was as cruisy – the kid had a massive sleep in (his sleeping so much is probably the effect of the chicken pox vaccine he had last week), which let us sleep in.  Housework in the morning, then the husband and I toodled off for a massage in the afternoon.  Which is pretty much necessary for both of us with our back problems.  Back home to feed the kid, then bath him and get him into bed. And then we finally tested out the 3D of our new television – by watching Tron: Legacy in 3D.  Just insert a happy sigh here

This week is probably going to be all about research for me again, as well as plotting and outlining.  I need to find my way into this new shape of Thought and Memory.  I’d love to be actively writing right now, but I suspect that any writing I do now will just be deleted in the future.

Heh, and the kid has decided that I’ve been sitting unmolested for too long and is trying to climb onto the laptop.  Time to wrap this up and get on with the day.

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