Hello Again. Again.

Hello Again. Again.

Hello again. It’s been a while.

I am still here, floating about in the background of my severely neglected blog site.
Life has been, in a word, hectic.
Between the kids and their schooling, me and my schooling, pandemic restrictions lifting, meeting friends for coffees, meeting friends for wine, eating cheese, family commitments, work and the rest; life has been moving at a million ‘what the fucks’ an hour for quite some time. My head is spinning & all the added wine and cheese with friends has meant my jeans are a little tighter. I thought I’d ease back into the blog posts with a howdy-doo and a round-up of how we’ve been passing the time.


The Master of Mischief finished reception. This was huge. I got really emotional about the whole thing, mainly because I felt he was robbed of his introductory year of school. The pandemic and subsequent lockdowns meant that the entire thing was a stop/start affair. Reflecting back on his first day, he was so excited and ready to learn. He burst through the gates without even looking back. In the end, the poor kid didn’t know which way was up. I can’t fault the school because nobody was prepared for what the world experienced (which is why ‘unprecedented’ was the buzzword of 2020). However, I can’t help but wonder what (if any) effect the disrupted reception year will have on the Master of Mischief as he moves into Year 1. Within his end of year report, the school provided us with some targets to work on through the summer. I was grateful for this; although the Master of Mischief was not. Keep your peepers peeled for some of the activities I’ll be sharing to help skill-building and to help keep the super fun school energy going through the rest of the summer.


Since most of the pandemic restrictions have been lifted, we have been venturing out into society a bit more. It has been refreshing to be out and about again, seeing friends, visiting coffee shops and our favourite lunch spots. While I would never class myself as a social butterfly, I never realised how much I’d miss the ability to visit family & friends. It’s definitely true that you don’t know what you have until it’s gone. At one stage, even the ability to pop for a coffee with my mum became forbidden. The pandemic has given all of us have a newfound appreciation for our freedom.


Finally, on a personal note, I finished my foundation degree (insert victory dance here). I graduate in September before moving into the top-up year of my BA and write my dissertation. This is quite possibly the scariest word in the English language. I am told that we’re expected to put down 8000 scholarly words in a single document. While my ability to waffle on a blog page is infinite, I don’t actually think I know 8000 English words, let alone academic ones. Regardless of my anxiety about the whole thing, I am immensely proud of what I have achieved so far. Returning to education with three kids and a husband in tow was daunting and the whole thing has been hard work. Oceans of tears have been cried, a million swear words have been quietly uttered, I’ve had more meltdowns than the end of the Ice Age, but I did it. I have proved many people wrong, stayed the path, put in the work and emerge from the tunnel a little bit smarter and a whole lot tougher than when I went in.


To those unsure of chasing their dreams because they ‘have kids’… If I can do it, anyone can. Help is there to be had, make the enquiries, take the leap, because it’s true that you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.
And on that wise pearl, I shall wrap this up. It has been lovely writing again, hopefully, I will be back soon to share some of the million ideas that are just waiting to burst out of my brain onto my blog. I also have some updates to the site coming soon with ideas for affordable days out, so be sure to check it out.
Stay safe and smile.


Until next time…

Hannah XO

What Happened to September?

What Happened to September?

Hello again, it has been a while.
I’m going to keep this post relatively short. It has been a funny old month; I keep thinking about the Green Day song ‘wake me up when September ends’. I feel like I should have asked someone to wake me up when it started.


I have had a lot of confusion around my returning to classes. This, coupled with the kids heading back to school, new work placement and the ever-changing distancing rules, have meant that I’ve missed an entire month! I have absolutely no idea where the days went. I had so many beautiful plans for posting about seasonal changes, exciting September crafts, school transitions, recipes, the whole she-bang. I missed it all.
In light of my missing month, I thought I would do a roundup of my September highlights before getting my ass in gear and diving headfirst into October (which we are now well into)


So, my top September moments.


Firstly, the kids are back to school! Let’s all have a mini Mexican wave for that! It was a bloody long time coming. Seven months, to be exact. Their return to school has had a happy ripple effect on so many other areas in our home. My shopping bill is back down to a reasonable amount, the cupboards are full for longer than five minutes, and we are back into an established routine. Although I’ve been stressed and hella busy, it has been nice to settle into a ‘new normal’ (even though I despise this saying, anyone else with me on that?)


On another happy note, the master of mischief has taken to school like a duck to water. He even bagged a certificate within his first week. Regardless of the fact every child got one, it was a milestone moment for him, and he was so proud, as were we.


As well as the kids, I too have returned to classes. I am now a 30-year-old second-year degree student. I still can’t believe I get to say that. The second-year has seen us dive straight back into it. I am only three weeks in yet somehow feel like I am a month behind with three assignments already looming. The classes are socially distanced, so although we are physically in class, the risks are managed. It’s been strange adapting to the new procedures, but it is definitely nice to be back. Wonder Husband says I’m a superhero for juggling classes with three children, placement and keeping the house running smoothly. However, I feel slightly more like a glutton for punishment. I had another wacky idea that in amongst everything that I already do, I want to learn Makaton. I really feel like it will open more pathways and benefit me in both my career and personal life in a variety of ways, so watch this space.

Another event in September for us was the packing away of summer. Does anyone else go through their wardrobe and bag up all the clothes they won’t wear in the coming season? I do, and I take so much pleasure in it. I particularly love going into the autumn/winter season. It may be an unpopular opinion, but I bloody hate summer. I am, shall we say, of a curvier nature and hot days and sunshine do not agree with me. I much prefer to layer up than strip down. Bagging up summer dresses, shorts and vests give me a sweet sense of relief.


The fall is by far my most favourite time of year. There is magic in the changes.

“And all at once, summer collapsed into fall….”

Oscar Wilde

There are so many special things about fall that I love. . the unboxing of winter jumpers, scarves, boots, and hats means that it is the season for layers. Preferable mainly because layers hide a multitude of sins. Not washed your hair? Stick on a hat. Can’t find your bra for the school run? Big jumper, big coat. Salads are swapped out for stews. Light nights are replaced with cosy evenings, while pyjamas & fluffy socks become life. Most of this year has blown by in a blur. With this, I am making a solemn vow to slow down and enjoy what’s left of 2020.


Throughout the rest of the season, I am excited to share some delicious hearty recipes, fun and creative craft ideas, spooky Halloween ideas, and so much more.

Keep your peepers peeled for more posts coming.

Until next time…XO