It’s been a beeeyoootiful day.
Last week’s picture – but this week’s view 🙂 Gorgeous sun, lovely and warm, blossom coming out – and Saturday. Happy, happy me.
I was knackered yesterday, entirely my own fault because I’ve not been getting to bed till 11.30pm-ish all week and when you get up at 6am – and get moody when you don’t get enough sleep – that ain’t good.
So when I woke up at silly o’clock this morning, I went for the oh-so-stylish but oh-so-effective headband round the eyes trick and – it works every time – didn’t wake up till 10.45 am! Almost unheard-of but blissful.
I made French toast for breakfast, using a coconut roll (and 1tbsp each egg white and milk) and cooking a sliced banana in the pan at the same time, then topping with coconut butter and jam…
Almost as beeeyoootiful as the day 🙂
I then went for a lovely sunny bike ride to the village to get a few bits then to see my dad because it’s his birthday. He and my mum are going to their friends’ for dinner so I took him his present…
And in case you think I’m the kinda gal who routinely gives people porridge for presents, there was a good reason 🙂
He’s recently gone on a health kick (he finds it hilarious to tell people he’s “on the wagon”!) which I’m really relieved about. He’s not the skinny bloke he was in his twenties, he’s got a stressful job, doesn’t exercise too much, likes a glass or three of wine and his dad died of a heart attack in his early fifties… so you know why I’m so pleased he’s made the decision to change things.
He said the other day he’d lost weight and was feeling better, mainly because he hadn’t had a single drink for four weeks, so I asked what he was having for breakfast. He laughed and said “women’s food” which means Special K. I told him that wasn’t amazingly healthy because of the sugar content and he was gobsmacked, saying “I thought it was healthy – that’s what it’s advertised as” which just goes to show how misleading marketing can be.
I handed him a box of Oatibix and said that’d be a lot better but didn’t expect him to do anything… then my mum said he’d been eating her low sugar oat bran cereal instead, because of what I’d said! I knew he would never have time to make porridge in the mornings so I thought these instant sachets, with added oat bran, could be the answer – and make him laugh 🙂
He did laugh – and he did like them, almost more than the “proper” presents I’d lovingly chosen him!
Then I spent a lovely few hours with my best friend and her beautiful baby daughter. A perfect Saturday all round… and happy birthday to my brilliant dad!
Have you every given food, as in “proper” food, as a present? Was the other person pleased?