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I am scratching my head trying to think of a title for this posting... This week has been, on the whole fascinating. I have been dreading it as The Doctor is away on a business trip. Actually, no change there, but he doesn't tend to go from a Sunday morning to a Saturday evening, guarding weekends fiercely as "belonging to The Boys". And he has never been to China which, despite the fact that a large number of our friends are being relocated there, seems so distant and other.

It is also the first week of the school holidays so I was somewhat dreading it. I then remembered that the verse in the Bible that says "I can do everything through Him who gives me strength" and that everything included being a single parent for a week.

The week has not been without its challenges. By day two we had, in order of seriousness in the eyes of The Lawyer: a squished front tooth belonging to the Musician (requiring an unscheduled trip to the dentist); a smashed Polish pottery spoon (purposely retrieved from the drawer by The Musician and hurled to the floor, with the words "I wonder who this belongs to?!" (=The Lawyer)); a deleted Mii, which happens to be The Doctor's and held Professional status in bowling.

Despite the challenges, The Boys would seem to have guided me onto a floaty cloud, where all my lists and objectives have been replaced (well, almost) by unscheduled Wii tournaments (thanks to deletion of above-mentioned Mii, I currently hold the highest score!), cookie dough preparation (none of us could be bothered to actually cut the stuff: maybe tomorrow) and an unhurried, lingering visit to the library. I haven't even had meals planned this week, which is quite an admission for a self-confessed control freak.

The best quotes of the week have been: "You haven't a fat tummy when you stand up, Mummy, so I would say you are OK"; "Well thank goodness I didn't delete my Mii"; "Do you like living with us, Mummy?"; "It wasn't a cow's throat I ate after all, it was a cow's aorta".

We are currently preparing for our first ever family camping trip, scheduled for next week. In that respect I am still in list heaven. People keep telling me I will hate it and are amazed that I, of all people, have agreed to being reduced to the relative basics of life. Do they not know I own Spiral Wellies and that my Boys (all three of them) are quite focused on teaching me the best things in life.

Perhaps this posting should be called 'A week worth living. Here's to the next one.'