Sipping : My second cup of decaf coffee. Little One is at nursery school. The house is quiet except for the slow tick-ticking of the radiators.
Wearing : A big celery green scarf and a deep purple silk top. I feel like I've been wrapped in the softest cloud of warmth and comfort.
Planning : Little One's second birthday party. I'm going to fill our house with a floating forest of gold, silver and pearl coloured balloons. It will look like the swaying kelp forests in the ocean. Balloons and ribbons will bob back and forth, and float from the ceiling. Hopefully, happy little people will try to jump up and catch them as they float past.
Editing : A story that is dear to my heart. I'm moving words around. Taking commas out, and putting them back in again. I'm slowly sinking into the world and re-acquainting myself with the characters.
Baking : Mary Berry's chocolate cake. I'm not too involved in bake-off mania, but I made her cake for Little One's first birthday party last year, and it was amazing. Hopefully it will be as good this year!
Re-reading : Susanna Kearsley's "Season of Storms" which is one of my favourite of her novels. The story is set in a villa in Northern Italy, where a group of actors are preparing to perform a almost forgotten, and mysterious play. The night before the original staging, in the early 1900s, the leading lady disappeared. Now, the actors and director are defying fate by trying to stage this unlucky play again. Of course, there is intrigue, love and danger, all connected to the mystery of its original performance.