at the markets today, after an absence of two weeks, i got a little carried away and came home with a lot of brightly coloured, anti-oxidant rich, sensual looking food. i have plans for slow cooked beetroot, pumpkin soup, ratatouille, fresh from the bowl mandarins, banana sandwiches on soft white bread (white bread has it's uses) rocket salad and mushrooms in butter and garlic. and i'm excited about it all. in my imagination i am Nigella.
the baby whose birth i will attend as a trainee is due in under a week and all the major players agree that a saturday, pre-mothers day appearance would be nice. i'm not sure how the bairn would be feeling about that, i guess his compliance will be measured by whether or not i get a call in the wee hours tonight.
tonight! i could be attending a birth tonight! or any day soon. it's scary and exciting all at once and i have had to review my mobile phone habits to be sure i am contactable. never more will i be able to say it wasnt charged, turned off, left in the car, dropped under the bed or in any other kind of unoperational state.
my very first ever solo client visit was yesterday and in the scheme of things i think i did a good job but i'm noticing that my filter needs some minor tweaks: i almost blurted out something scary about prolapsed cords, thankfully i caught that one and i could have been a little more finessed and eloquent on other matters......
life isnt a dress rehearsal though, is it?
have a brilliant weekend, all
