Jikana Damaru: 02/22/11

The Conran Shop - What's your style this Spring?

1. Seletti Daily Aesthetics Cake Stand, 2. Geodesis Candle, Aloe , 3. Cake Stand White, 4. Blue Spotty Breakfast Plate, 5. Babell Cake Stand White, 6. Blue Spotty Mug, 7. , 8. Blue Spotty Breakfast Bowl, 9. White Bird Candle, 10. Hand Smocked Cotton Wave Cushion Cover, 11. Turquoise America Chair, 12. Hand Pleated Origami Cushion.

I am loving the handmade Blue spotty casual dining range, looks so fresh and fun, perfect for Spring! You know how much I like a cake stand, so I am coveting the whimsical Daily Aesthetics cake stand and the Babell cake stand would be a wonderful place to serve all my sweet treats in the Garden. I can't resist showing you an apothecary jar to fill with candy and something Birdie, and this candle one is so cute!

To inject a pop of colour into my craft room, I would go for the Turquoise America Chair and to add some Boudoir chic to my bedroom I would go for the bang on-trend origami inspired cushion covers.

Share your new season style update with The Conran Shop and you could be one of their weekly winners of £100 to spend on accessories at The Conran Shop.

Over the past three weeks, The Conran Shop has been unveiling their new season’s accessories, together with pieces chosen by some of their favourite homes magazine editors to update their interiors, but they’d love to hear about the designs that you have earmarked for your own home this spring.

Simply grab a pic from their website of an accessory (costing £100 or less) that has caught your eye and tell them what you like about it – using the hashtag #conranstyle – via Twitter.

Alternatively, you can enter via your own blog – just tweet them a link to
your entry. See their T's & C's for full details.

The competition started on the 7th February and runs for four weeks, finishing on the 7th March. So, get your entry in for the last week and the winner will receive a £100 voucher to spend at The Conran Shop. They’ll also get a dedicated blog on The Conran Shop blog, Conran Talking shop and their choice will appear on the website’s home page.

Good Luck, x

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Terrace & Garden

This week for my 'shops i love' page, I bring you another brand I saw at Top Drawer. Terrace Garden is a small British based online store selling wonderful items for gardeners. Galvanised planters, hanging baskets, twig obelisks and my favourite, glazed pots, vases and candles in beautiful colours bearing the Royal Botanic Gardens - Kew Gardens stamp.

On my wish list are some of the Kew Garden plant pots in tiffany blue and lavender - a great way to add colour to my patio all year round.

To see more of my pics from Top Drawer check out my Top Drawer Flickr set.

Have a sweet day!

this little light of mine

she brings so much joy & love ♥

& Monday mornings I miss her the most

when she is near me she is always singing

humming & chatting

when she is at school I miss holding her hand

& giving her hugs

this weekend we spent away as a family

& when we are all together the light seems to shine brightest.

Now I am 6 Months...

My little boo-boo is 6 months old...

... and he's ready to go places. He won't be content with rolling much longer; this boy wants to run! He's already trying to crawl and I don't reckon it will be too long before he's off... Dan and I are already taking bets on when he will take his first steps. Fern was 13 months exactly, but we are guessing Elliott might be a lot earlier than that!

His sister thinks he's hilarious. And vice versa. Like any healthy brother/sister relationship its full of laughter and the odd tears. Until now Fern has had the upper hand. "Loook mum, I'm up hiiiiiigh! Looook!"she trilled to me the other day; and when I looked over I witnessed her standing on top of her poor baby brother.

But he's a good sport, my boy-o. Two minutes after I removed my daughter's feet from his stomach he was gazing at her adoringly. And he can get his own back. When she least expects it, he grabs ahold of Fern's hair, and pulls. Hard. She screams like blue-murder and I pretend to be sympathetic, but actually I'm secretly giving Elliott straps for learning to stand up for himself.

And he loves his mummy. We're besties, Elli and I. He's always always got a huge smile for me and despite the fact that he is almost already too strong for me to hold onto, we have so much fun together. Have I mentioned how much I love my son?

This month, we need to learn to eat food. We have it a little bit confused and like to shove our thumb... or indeed our entire hand... into our mouth as soon as the spoon hits it. Most of the food ends up all over him. Or the surface he is eating on. Or me. But we'll get there, I'm sure!

Here he is. 6 months. Wow.

There's a frog in my pants

Last weekend I was feeling too lazy to walk up the flight of stairs to my bedroom (this happens quite regularly) so I ducked out to the clothesline to grab a fresh pair of knickers. I collected them, brought them inside, started to put them on and... out jumped a real-live frog. Ta da!

Now, I take great pride in telling people that I'm 'from the country'. It's my little differentiator amongst my city-posh friends and city-suited colleagues. I like to think it gives me a wholesome, scrubbed-faced demeanor when I'm going about my ordinary grey city life. A touch of pink about the cheeks. Me? Oh, I'm a country girl.

The truth is that while I did indeed grow up in a large country town, we lived on the decidedly un-rural main street. There was a horse over the back fence once upon a time and we found a dead chicken in our yard one year, but that was about it for us and country living. Gran and Pops still live in the same house I grew up in and the Tsunamis even refer to our visits as 'going to see Gran and Pops in the city'. So, no, not really a country girl at all.

So the frog in the pants thing was more of a problem than you might think.

It just did the one jump. More of a startled leap, really, as if he was saying 'sure, take me off the clothesline, drag me inside the house, but I am not going anywhere near that bottom'.

After the jump, he sat on the floor, looking contentedly around. A little croak saying: New digs; roomier. I've got a roof over my head, there's an ensuite. I kinda like it.

I wasn't so sure. It's one thing to have a house in the bush (in the city), quite another to share it with bonefide country-type wildlife. LOML was called for and the frog was smartly despatched out back. What on earth was he doing in a backyard that didn't have a pond? The creek is easily about 100 metres from the house, down a cliff, around a little bend, leave a trail of breadcrumbs. Oh gosh... Did somebody's prince take a wrong turn?

I'm so glad he made the detour. Unlike, say, the time a massive huntsman got caught in my hair (shudder) or the time a snake slithered its way across my verandah (eek), a frog is really quite manageable for a 'country girl' like me. I'm just glad he leaped to safety before the knickers went on!