Roman Blinds and Christmas in ....... August

Some of you may remember me posting a while ago about my dilemma

over blinds or window coverings in our main bedroom.

I love the look of the Plantation blinds, but had some issues around the door handle 

of the French door getting in the way.

Turns out I had some husband issues too - when broaching this topic the man

of the house decided that "We don't live in a beach house. Or the Hamptons. So I don't like 

those Plantation blinds". Ok, I may have made up that Hamptons bit, 

I'm pretty sure the man of the house doesn't know about the whole Hamptons vibe, but

if he did, he wouldn't like it.

So I turned my mind to Roman Blinds.

After much discussion, and patience on the part of the lovely people

here, we now have some beautiful Roman blinds.

It's hard to photograph them as the light is very bright in the bedroom, but

we love them. They are a white linen (look creamy in the photos but 

they are white) with a grey linen trim at the sides 

and along the bottom. 

And I can safely say this as the man of the house never reads the blog - 

I think these blinds are a softer look than the Plantation blinds would 

have been, and I like them more. 

Where did the weekend go? I love this time of year so much, everything 

is coming alive again but it's not too hot and humid yet. I was in David Jones at Carindale

 on Friday and was shocked to see their Christmas displays and store were up and running.

In August! I took a photo as evidence and very quickly someone scurried up to me telling

me I needed management approval to take photos in the store. I deleted the photo as I

didn't want to argue with this poor person who was no doubt only acting on orders from

above - but this must be some sort of record surely? Christmas in August ?!?

I've been reluctant to have any personal photos here on the blog - but

we went to our babysitter's 21st party this weekend and I thought I'd share this

one. The dress code was "Masquerade". We had a great time and it was lovely

seeing our babysitter - who we have known since she was 12 - as a beautiful young woman

celebrating with her friends and family. I had a tear in my eye at the speeches.  

so here we are, the man of the house and I

in all our masked finery. I will say that the 

man of the house was a bit too keen on the sparkly 

 spiderman mask for my liking......