Kate from Our Red House has tagged me for the 5 things meme. I'm sitting here killing time at 5.45 in the morning, wondering why when I've got the chance to sleep my body says 'No'. The internet comes into its own: quiet and in a warm room.
So here are my thoughts.
5 Things in My Fridge
I find this list rather uninspiring (see post below). It would sound much more exciting on Saturday after we shop.
1. Litres of milk, like every mother
2. Gherkins, one of the few vegetables Lu will eat (stretching the definition of vegetables here)
3. Leftovers for today's lunch
4. Butter - unsalted and spread thickly on pretty much anything
5. A few sad and unloved vegetables that have made it to the last day of the shopping cycle.
5 Things in My Handbag
1. Keys to home and office. These are often not in my bag but misplaced by me or taken by Lu as she goes to drive her helicopter, get on the plane, lock herself in the cupboard or drive the car down to the chemist for some tablets.
2. Ventolin puffer - thanks inversion layer!
3. Wallet that is falling apart but I'm too tight to replace
4. Scratched sunglasses I will lose sometime over the weekend
5. Spent bus tickets
5 Things in My Wardrobe
Loads more than 5 things as I love clothes. So, four things that give me pleasure, for the memories they spark and for their bargain nature, and one other thing:
1. Pink and green cowboy shirt ($2 from the big City Mission store here in Lonnie, before it burned down)
2. Pastel embroidered cotton shirt ($5 from Valley markets, Brisbane)
3. Black crocheted cardigan ($10 Paddington markets, Sydney)
4. Paddington bear coat (5 pounds from a closing down retro store in Brighton, U.K.)
5. A tangle of shoes in the bottom of the cupboard (all full price and embarrassingly expensive)
5 Things in My Car
I don't drive but I get driven around a lot.
1. Discarded kids' shoes
2. Discarded kids' hats
3. Crumbs, many, many crumbs
4. Canvas bags for the grocery shopping
5. The "city run around" stroller - yellow and zippy and it actually fits in the car, unlike the great big Valco, which is the pram equivalent of a four wheel drive: poor handling, top heavy, and I keep running into people when I use it.
Pilates, work then weekend! Little plans for the garden, big plans for op shops, walks in the forest and making bread.