It’s been a strange bag weather-wise this week: we’ve had mainly nasty, horrible, cold and wet, blowy and windy weather…you know: the type that makes you wish you were still tucked up in bed all cosy and warm. On a couple of nights the wind was so strong I thought the roof was going to be ripped off our house. I didn’t go outside for fear of ‘doing a Mary Poppins’ – being whisked off to who-knows-where, umbrella up, toes pointing out but without the beatific smile of the good lady, but more a look of horror! Then on Tuesday we had the most stunning day – all sunshine and spring warmth, the birds were singing their wee hearts out and all was good with the world. The weather’s gone potty…I’ve been saying that for a few years now.
Anyhoo…how have you been? What have you been up to? For regular readers, you’ll know I was at two 50th birthday occasions last weekend: lunch with my friend Tracy and a party at Glasgow’s Sloane’s bar on Saturday night for my friend Laurina. Both excellent occasions. The party was excellent. I danced the night away to live bands: the Beat Poets (the original Glasgow band, not the one from Northern Ireland)
and the Primevals. Fantastic! Spent Sunday recovering from all the dancing (achey body – it’s been a while since I danced my socks off!) and wine. Was so worth it though!
NB I should point out that the last two pics were taken many moons ago and the lads are a little bit more mature but can still rock with the best of them!! When are they next playing that’s what I want to know?
Unfortunately, the girl has been unwell with a sore throat and earache. She got this from her dad who is also suffering and can’t hear out of one ear. His has been going on for a couple of weeks, hers came on on Sunday and she seems to be recovering. She was off Monday and Wednesday and half of Tuesday though…wee soul. She’s away today having declared yesterday that she was bored and desperate to get back to school. My built in mum radar is wondering if there’s an alternative reason other than boredom? Hmmm. She is in the school show (they’re doing Annie) and she does love to sing so that might be it. The boy, however, is well, but extremely put out that his sister has been off and he hasn’t. He’s been cranky and extremely cheeky about it. Some time in the pokey (in this instance his room) soon cured him of that though. Weans!
Am feeling all smug with myself just now. Not only have I got all my housework done, but the dishes and washing is done too. I also had my piano lesson this morning, so have been really busy. I am one of life’s writers of lists so have ticked off a fair few ‘must dos’ off that. Kitchen cleaned – tick. Bathroom cleaned – tick. House dusted and hovered – tick. Piano lesson – tick. Blog written – almost tick.
Joined a local knitting club this week. It’s a monthly meet and started when some ladies from our local church decided to get together to knit for Africa’s Fish and Chips babies and premature babies in our local maternity hospitals. The group recently advertised in the village for more knitters, so I joined. I thought it would be fun. The ladies all range in age from their 80s (I’m guessing) right down to me and another mum who I think may be about my age. I think we’re the youngest there at 44 (well, that’s what I am). Anyway, I am in the process of knitting a blanket for premature babies and I want to knit something for the Fish and Chips babies, so called because they are sent home from hospital wrapped in newspaper because their parents can’t afford to clothe them. Wee souls. Anyway, I went on Tuesday, was made very welcome, had a good blether and felt good for doing something nice for others. Unfortunately, I knitted my blanket whilst tired and made a few mistakes so had to rip it out and start again. No probs. Am looking to get the blanket, a top and a couple of hats finished by next month for the next meeting.
This weekend looks like it’s going to be a busy one: the girl has her ballet show on Friday and Saturday nights. I’m really looking forward to it. I’m going with my mum – the boys opted out, it’s not their kind of thing. My mum and dad are coming down for dinner first and then me and mum will go and see our wee ballerina strut her stuff. In between now and then, she also has a couple of rehearsals too so I will be taxi-ing her around most days this weekend. On Sunday, though, I will be putting my feet up and enjoying Mother’s Day. We don’t make a huge thing of it in our family. I have got my mum some nice gifts and a really lovely card. My boy has already presented me with a home-made card and apparently the girl has one for me too. I like these the best. I know what I’m getting because I ordered it…a pearl necklace which will go with my 50s dress. I’m really looking forward to a cup of tea in bed on Sunday morning…that’s a real treat for me!
Anyway, must be off. If you’re a mum, enjoy Mother’s Day on Sunday. Am I right in thinking the clock goes forward this weekend? I’ve heard from a couple of places this might be so…will check it.
Til next time!