Welcome to the almost half way point in the year! How scary is that!
It's been a hectic month for me, with lots going on. Some super stressful things like my bike ending up basically totalled after an incident with a bike rack on the car, some fun stuff too though- doing the London Eye at dusk for T's birthday being an especial highlight...
Read about our tourist escapades HERE
I had a tough month reconciling how I felt about myself as a blogger and whether I was in fact a bit of fraud. It's tough to know sometimes, if you should be justifying what you choose and choose not to share, since I think we all assume that readers understand that they never see and we couldn't ever share 100% of everything we do. I strive for honesty, integrity and reality on what I choose to post, and I'm still sitting on the fence as to how I feel about it all. You can read my post HERE - On Inspiration & Fraud
I've been back into the swing of posting regular Chloe Likes To Eat posts this month. I talked a lot about some of my favourite salads as it's my preferred lunch and shared my five favourites that were all about keeping things interesting (read: contain more than lettuce). Receiving tweets from people who had a go at some of them and really enjoyed what they cooked really made my week.
You can read the full post, including ingredients and recipe ideas for all five salads HERE
And I put an outfit post up earlier this week too. Not something I do as much as I used to, but enjoyable anyway.
You can read the full post HERE
After the strains of May I'm most excited for June. June is my birthday but most importantly, we're off on holiday next week- 2 weeks of rest and relaxation and time to enjoy some good weather, good food and even better wine. Can you tell I'm looking forward to it? I have lots of lovely posts planned in for whilst I'm away, so I hope you'll find plenty to read over the coming month. and as a little bonus perk, I'll leave you with a picture of an old man who was only pleased to see me in the 10 minutes it took him to realise I was disrupting his sleeping.