indulgence

I'm just back from a couple of days in the Hunter Valley, tagging along on a junket while Soy worked! I got to laze about the very plush hotel, have a lovely meal out, get a massage, read a book, snuggle up and watch a movie and take some photos in the country. I helped out a tiny bit with the writing work Soy was doing up there, scribing for one session of the conference, but mostly it was all about grown up time for me, me, me.

One night away from the routine was enough for me to feel very spoiled indeed.

This afternoon I drove back across the beautiful Hawkesbury listening to the East of Everything soundtrack, to reclaim my children from their wonderfully indulgent grandfather (who bought the kids footy chips, fed them Coca-cola and let them watch Ben 10, which is apparently the latest craze but we don't have cable so they can't watch it at home).

The kids were delighted to see me but it was clear that Poppa's rules are far preferable to mine. Indulgences finished for everyone at 6pm this evening when I insisted the kids eat their vegetables and the protests began.

Oh well, it was good while it lasted.