I have Goldfish Syndrome: attention span = NO.
By dint of great mental effort, managed to assemble a 6th birthday present for the adorable Miss Beatrice
- she wanted coloured pencils. I obliged with four different sorts, wrote or stickered her name on each one; tied then in bundles, each with a pale pink ribbon and put them in a pink-and-purple-with-lovehearts-
rainbows-and-bloody-hell-butterflies pencil case with some other random pink/purple stationary and hair clips thrown in (girly-girlness requirements thus achieved). Total cost: about $18. Total auntie awesomeness points=infinity (she has inherited the Stationery=wants=gets=stars-in-eyes gene, it is too cute).
Also managed to remember to post birthday card to father. It had the most awful pun about the lesser of two weevils, so of course it was perfect for the man who can actually stop a family dinner in full flight (especially OUR family) cold with the horror of his puns. So far his gold-standard effort, upon watching his first infant granddaughter be passed around like a parcel was to remark that she was a "lap-tot".
(No really, we're very sorry. we can't take him anywhere.)
Kindilan came over and we went to one of those factory outlet places, and it re-melted my just-barely-reconstituted brain (*sigh*). Got a present for the pregnant manager's new baby-to-be and a birthday present for Miss Josephine (which is in June so I had a smug moment); but otherwise: NO.
We came back and painted our nails: Kindi went for green; I have a fetching shimmery purple.
I made garlic mashed potato for dinner (well, garlic, seed mustard, salt, pepper, herbs, mozzarella cheese and butter mashed potato, but that takes too long to type).
Also invited two sets of peeps to dinner next week. Kindi made me watch Jamie Oliver's latest online and I think I want to try doing these 30-minute meals. Apparently the crew gets to eat it after he's prepared each meal - only fair after having to film it methinks!