Life is good

Love a long weekend. Have I said that before? I think so. Well, this extra long weekend just kept on getting better.

Off to Brisbane with Daughter2 to visit Daughter1, where we lazed around, cooked up several feasts, ate okonomiyaki for brunch at Eumundi markets, had the obligatory trip to Ikea, watched Project Runway on telly, saw the divine hats exhibition at the Queensland Art Gallery (go. it's sumptuous.), drank lots of coffee, got creative (well, Daughter2 did), browsed the Young Designers markets at Southbank, had lunch at the pub, and drank a bit more coffee.

Despite a certain person or two wondering why the Easter Bunny didn't come, we had our fill of good food, good coffee and great company. And with a home made Easter breakfast like this, who could ask for more.

Just to top it off, today I had a lovely long pre-birthday phone call with my favourite sister and a visit from my favourite two year old.

Life doesn't get much better.

Ahhh, the serenity.

Taking advantage of the Easter long weekend and grabbing a couple of extra days off was a stroke of genius, if I do say so myself.

On Wednesday, a friend and I drove to Bundanoon to spend a pleasant, mid-week day stitching. It was a damp day in the Highlands. Perfect for sitting and sipping coffee and talking and creating little grub roses and French knots.

Thursday gave me a day at home to do anything at all. I decided to search the 'mending' pile for items that had the potential to increase my wardrobe. Even though I tend to put it off, I do have a strange love of mending and repairing. It's like getting new clothes without having to buy them. I sewed up hems on skirts and jeans (sister, take note!), discovering how to use the twin needle on my machine. I repaired some loose lace on a top. And lo and behold: new clothes.

I did a little bit of knitting.
And the long weekend is only just beginning. Ahhh.