I confess, I was slightly jealous when I returned from our cruise holiday and
totally stalked checked out what my friends have been up to my absence. It seems as though I missed the SnS Print Challenge set by the divine Vanessa of Style and Shenanigans, and oh what a shame! I would’ve had SO much fun with this challenge… I mean, take a look at the prompts! Wardrobe heaven!
I have long loved prints, in all shapes, sizes and forms, and have trawled my outfit photo archive (which is Instagram, right) to find some of my favourite print ensembles to share. Unfortunately, I don’t get the chance to wear most of my pretty prints these days, but I live in hope that I will score my dream education administration role one day and all my frocks and blazers will come out to play!
In other news, I was lucky enough to meet up with one of my favourite ladies yesterday morning for a good ol’ gossipy catch-up – the lovely Bev of Iris May Style. Oh boy, this woman makes me laugh. Having just returned from an, um, interesting cruise that we’re still unsure of (shall recap in future blog posts, if I can be bothered), and receiving devastating news on our last day at sea about the passing of a dear friend, I really needed a good hug, and the kind of laughter that only comes when you don’t care whether your companion thinks you look ugly while laughing and snorting. Thank goodness for friends like this.
The short version of what I’m trying to say is that a long while ago, when BB and I were just starting out, and getting to know each other (even though I knew the night that I met him that I wanted to marry the shizz outta him), we lived in a townhouse in Hawthorne, Brisbane.
A very close friend of BB’s came to stay with us for a while, and during this time I grew to love him as a giant teddybear-ish big brother and friend. He loved BB and brought out all his best qualities, in fact he made everyone better when he was around. He was hilarious, smart, and knew way before BB and I did that we’d end up happily ever after. In fact, it was him living with us that drew us even closer together! And… he gave me the nickname Katy Potaty. I’d never been called that before by anyone, and soon BB and everyone I knew was calling me by this kooky little rhyming name.
This gentle giant passed away unexpectedly last week, and while it will take a long time to feel ok about it, I’m really really pleased that in a tiny way, he’ll always live on in every single one of my social media handles. If I ever thought about changing my online profile before, that thought will not surface again.
Katy Potaty forever. xox
*Wondering who that little man is? Well, you obviously don’t follow me on Instagram, because I feature young Ned regularly. Meet the Nedster, the sweet son of my bff, Peta of Trainee Mama. Feel free to obsess over those chubby cheeks all you like. I do!