Moments of magic

Sunday morning. Wake up to birdsong. The family of kingfishers is at it again outside our window. Gorgeous.

Joined the 'rents at their church today. In the lift going down, Mom looks at Dad and starts shaking her head. She goes, "Mel, look at your dad. Isn't he horrible?" What? I think Dad looks great. But Mom hates his ensemble. Dad says, "At home don't say. Wait until I'm in the lift then tell me." But he says this with a smile. We get down and hotfoot it to the carpark after Dad... only to see him scratching his head. "Where did I park the car???" The old folks burst into giggles. It's music to my ears. Birdsong and laughter. Magic moments.

Min's hen party today. Well really just one big girls' day out. Spa day! Loved the massage, especially since I'd squeezed in a 10km run between service and meeting the girls. My whole body was aching. Mmmmmmm. Much better now. Ice cream from Cedele after the spa, courtesy of our glowing bride-to-be. We couldn't find the flavour she recommended, so we chose four different flavours instead. Stood out on the sidewalk sharing. (Orchard Road is gorgeous this year, by the way. Where we were standing, a symphony of blue and white, shining globes and delicate crystals. Quite lovely.) A total Kodak moment: all four of us with our spoons in one another's little paper cups, joking and laughing. Another moment of magic.

Sigh. I'm gonna miss those moments.