Treasure hunting

Today's treasures- well techinically it would count as today's treasure because it happened in the wee wee hours of this morning. Waking up in agony and wondering if I should be going to hospital (no that's not it). Hubby waking up at the same time also not feeling so great. Nope- not that either. Thinking that I am really pushing my luck by asking hubby to rub my back for me ( I know exactly what I would tell him to go and do with himself - something widely frowned upon in Christian homes) and him gladly obliging me and then spooning me to sleep again. It is incredible how comforting a loving touch and human warmth against an aching back, can be.

Then going off on a treasure hunt at lunch time. There will be a Valentine's picnic at Christopher's creche on Friday and we must put together a basket. I love doing this sort of thing. How cute is this little basket? When I went into the florist and cast my eyes over the shelves and shelves of baskets- I couldn't help smiling at this one when I saw it- perfect. Then picked it up and it is feather-light- perfect again for little handies.

After work went off to Woolies and found so many gorgeous things to put in it- but not finished yet- the hunt will continue. Although, the practical part of my mind is nagging at me that he cannot even eat half of what is there already.

I am a bit embarrassed to admit it but I feel a strange competitive streak- that I don't want my son to be embarrassed by what his mom puts together or to be outdone and to look at someone else's basket with longing. Naturally, he is not even 2 and so could not give a rat's arse- but still somehow...

Then, finding this website: http://www.gruffalo.com/ . I adore the gruffalo- check it out for yourself.

And for my final treasure of the day- it would have to be my bed. Is there anything better, more blissful than climbing into a freshly made bed with clean-smelling crisp sheets? I simply cannot understand why more people don't put it down as a favourite pastime on their cv's- sleeping. It is so taboo to admit to loving sleep and yet we die quicker without it than if we are deprived of food or even water.

Goodnight and sweet dreams.
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