Yesterday’s prompt asked, “If you could travel back in time for just one day, where would you go and what would you do?”
This was a no-brainer question for me. There’s only once place I would go if I could go back in time, and that would be to spend the day with this lady.
This is my Nan. My Mum’s Mum. She passed away long before I was born and I never had the chance to meet her, which makes me really sad. I would love to spend a day getting to know her, finding out what she was like (I hear lots of stories about how she was, but it’s not the same really, is it?), finding out what she would make of my life (I know she’d be horrified by the state of my house! Eek), and showing her photos of the kids. I can’t think of a better way to while away a day.
Today’s blog prompt is about travel. Well, actually it’s about packing. It’s a prompt about “What’s in your suitcase?”
Well, if there was just me, then not much:
A bottle of perfume
Antihistamines (can’t go anywhere without them or I’d be a big itchy blob. It’s not pretty, trust me)
Spare pair of Jeans
A couple of T-Shirts
A couple of good books
If I’m taking the kids….well. How long have you got? Seriously. What is it about packing for small people? They’re small. Their clothes should take up a third of the space that ours do, and yet I seem able to pack twice the volume. Maybe it’s to do with the spillage. There’s lots of spillage when the little people are involved and if you don’t want them to go round looking like they’ve been dragged through a wedding buffet backwards you have to take plenty of alternative clothing. Then there’s the toys. You have to pack toys. There aren’t many things in the world worse than BORED small people. Oh My Goodness. On the 290th round of “Muuuuuummmmmmmmm. I’m so Booooooorrrrreedddd!” You’d be wishing you’d packed a colouring book and pencils if you didn’t have the foresight to bring them.
So. How about you? What’s in your suitcase? Can you get away with clean undies and some alka seltzer or do you have to pack everything but (or including) the kitchen sink?
In totally un-scrapping related new. Salsa class is booked for tomorrow night! I can’t wait! Salsa baby, yeah!