Friday, June 29, 2012

Some stuff.....look away now if easily offended.

* Where is there an effing chunky kit-kat when you want one?
* Why is my fridge an under the worktop sort? every time you open it a bloody cat appears and tries to get in it looking for snacks and I am too old to be kneeling down to dig around in the old lettuce/cheese/unidentified stuff searching for something to eat.
* this working week/time off ratio is all bollocks...who can I write to to complain?
* rain or sun? make your bloody mind up weather......I am sick of being constantly on coat/cardi alert



and now we have a glass of wine and r-e-l-a-x...........................................................................

I KNOW....I'VE RANTED.......AND I KNOW I HAVE BLESSINGS TO COUNT....SOMETIMES YOU JUST NEED TO LET THE FIZZ OUT OF THE BOTTLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Sweet Baby Cheesus.......

Have you SEEN how much it costs to insure a tiny little car for a 21yr old?????

Monday, June 25, 2012

The fear of the unknown.....

The 93 yr old lady who lives next door to my parents, who are both in their early/mid 80's, has recently been unwell and then most recently in hospital.  Now she is in a nursing home and to quote Pa 'she won't be back..'.
My parents have lived in this house for nearly 50 years. The fact that 'next door' is now empty is causing ripples of concern with Ma and Pa. Relatives are slowly taking things out of the house next door and it is expected that it will go on the market soon. The houses are not grand, just 3 bed semis in a quiet cul-de-sac, but they have a school at the end of the road and very very big gardens. Perfect family homes. Our family home. Their neighbour has been their neighbour (attended my wedding, attended family parties etc.,) for such a long time and both sides of the fence have been comfortable with each other. Although never in and out of each others houses, they looked out for each other and shared newspapers and tales of family. As much as we could all see this day coming it is hard to pin down what the anxiety they feel is......they are a little quieter in manner....and I suspect it is fear of change at such a stage in their life. If a lively family move in, it could make Ma and Pa feel renewed and energised and give them a distraction from the everyday ordinariness of old age living.....or......seeing little ones and young families around could make them sad and wistful as they come to terms with their own age and destiny. Today as we sat having a cup of tea in the garden, Ma began telling me which plants I should take out of her garden 'when we go'.........I asked her where her and Pa were off to...were they planning to move? 'Don't be silly..' she said......'but we have to think about things'..........and then she pointed out the various plants, and the reasons for her wanting them to be transplanted to my garden or my sisters garden....'when the time comes'....

Have to say it wasn't the most cheerful cuppa I've ever had, and yet I was aware that they obviously had a need to start thinking about/talking about that scary beast 'the future'.
As a lifelong pessimist, I am not convinced that I will outlive them.....who knows the future for any of us....but I have promised to remove/transplant the various flowers and bushes, according to her wishes.
Hopefully not for a very long time yet.

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Old friends....


Last night was a lovely evening. We have been friends for nearly 30 years so when we get together we are  comfortable with the fact that we might not have seen each other for months - we pick up where we left off and have a laugh. Sharing food and drink and trying not to only talk about the holy trinity of people our age.....mortgage/pension, state of the nation, retiring and being free of the daily grind. Luckily we are all still employed, but with one of our group being at his current job for the last 48 years, man and boy, those next 'free' years are so close we can almost taste them......but who knows the future? it was agreed that taking each day as it comes was the way forward.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

On the wrong bus......

Blogging seems to be old fashioned now. Making me feel as if I am on a lovely old steam train with tweedy seats and a pot of tea rumbling along while most people are sky rocketing upwards and onwards into the blue. Tweeting and facebook will surely be replaced with something else soon too. Possibly some sci-fi way of just thinking about someone and an ethereal image will quiver and waver in front of you.....and if you try to touch it you can't.....like knitting with fog. You will be able to communicate with your thoughts! oohh..getting very Star Trek (see how old I am?) now. The future is quite scary to me, exciting to the mister. How different we are.
I may be on the wrong bus and travelling in the wrong direction with regard to modern life, and as having a 21yr old daughter in the house makes you buck your ideas up a bit re make up and clothes and trying not to look so care in the community ( my excuse? it is continually raining...it is grey and cold...if I want to wear lots of shapeless comfortable clothes and eat lots of cake and stodge then sod it I'm going to...what? really...I look like grandma?...mmmmmmmm) so today I plan to shake things up a little. In no particular order we will..attend to the house/laundry/chores and then I will wash my hair, apply some make up, wear something a little less 'I've given up now...just wrap me in a blanket and be done with it', spray on some scent and look forward to seeing the friends who are coming around to supper tonight........in other words, eat drink laugh and join the world again.
Whilst in this up and at 'em mood I said out loud that I was considering joining facebook - the look on the faces of my husband and daughter was just ....well ......I'm staying on this bus for now....but I have bought some new leggings to wear....and I know that they are not trendy anymore.......but I like them....
What d'ya think?

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Bits and pieces...

Last night I watched the third part of the Grayson Perry programmes looking at class in Great Britain.
He genuinely seemed to be able to make a point regarding accepted taste and personal taste without being unkind. He was tolerant and accepting of the people he interacted with and the things/places/clothes/accoutrements they each held dear and I loved his tapestries and was fascinated at how much detail he included in each piece. I would like to see them up close.

My girl is back from New York. She had a fabulous time and is safe and well and now resolved to go and live/work there. I think she needs to have a plan in order for that to happen, and the first step is to finish University here.........

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Too many to choose from.....

There is, apparently, some sort of football competition on at the moment.  It seems that every time I switch on the TV (or truth be told the mister switches on the tv..left to my own devices I prefer the silence after a hard day at work) there is another match in play. So I have taken refuge in blog surfing, where I ripple around bouncing from site to site discovering new blogs, and doing that 'mmmmm do I like this or not' thing, and I have not been surprised to find that the tribes still rule. Lots of mummy bloggers, which are not really for me now as I have two kids over 21, and also because I find I am ashamed to admit, that I get jealous that blogging wasn't around when my kids were young, and that we didn't even have a camera then so there will be no blog recording my kids every stage of development. Jealousy is not an attractive trait and unfortunately I do have a touch of the green eyed monster. There are also lots of middle class quite posh bloggers, but as we aren't well heeled enough to have a place in france/the country/a weekend seaside getaway/a cleaner/gardener/another holiday at the Hotel du Cap, I do feel a bit orphan annie reading those, and move swiftly on. There are also some clever blogs, written by people who use words I can hardly pronounce let alone understand...not for the likes of me, I know my place. My place seems to be gathering with other like minded roughly my age give or take a decade people. Which is probably as it should be.  I know this is stating the bleeding obvious but I like the blogs I visit at the moment. Am I in the market for reading more? Idly reading bits and pieces from new to me blogs feels like the blogging equivalent of window shopping or wandering around a department store picking up and putting down without really intending to buy and having that vague 'but there is too much to look at/this box of chocolates is too big' feeling. (Crikey did I really just think that a box of chocolates could be too big????) I may have a touch of the vapours coming on just thinking that.....anyhoo.....how did we all start blogging?  how did we find our favourite blogs? Have we stayed with them? Once we 'follow' a blog do we ever 'un-follow'? Do we stick with our favourites or go wandering off? are we monogamous or do we have one night stands?

Monday, June 18, 2012

Birthday girl.....

Yesterday Ma was 82. She was happy and smiley and we all had a wonderful day.
Presents, flowers, chocolate cake....lunch out.
It was all good.

Sometimes, when I drive away from my weekly visit to my parents,  my hands are gripping the steering wheel, my shoulders are hunched, I will be frowning and I may or may not be in tears.

Thank you white-coated pharmacologist.

She may light heartedly moan that the tablets are making her put on weight (nothing at all to do with not going out, never exercising and having a very good appetite, or, as my Pa would say having a dinner so big that Arkle couldn't have jumped over it....) but sometimes the drugs do work.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Oh to be young again......

I have just had a text from my daughter..........she says  'have dropped bags off at hotel - we are sat in the sunshine having a beer...v.sunny....xx' and now I can relax. Over the last day or so, we have had washing of laundry, unpacking/packing, organising transport and generally getting organised. As her main 21st birthday present we planned a trip to New York for her with her favourite cousin, who in fact is more like a sister to her. They set off with a little bit of anxiety and some very high heeled shoes.
They are both young, clever, beautiful (I am biased I know) and have 6 days in the big apple now to do whatever two gorgeous girls do....probably shop, eat, drink, dance, walk, explore etc., and I am so hoping they have a great (safe) time. It is not their first trip to NY but it is the first time they have been alone there (both have boyfriends here at home) and can do what they like when they like.
Oh to be young again...........

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Bad Manners......

Yesterday we were 'oop north in the big city to pick up our daughter, and all her belongings, as she finished her 2nd year at Uni., and will be moving into a new house in September. Thankfully, she had spent some of the previous week packing up and condensing all her stuff into manageable and liftable boxes and cases and so emptying her room was a fairly quick and painless event. Half way through the process another set of parents arrived to pick up their daughter and introduced themselves to us as
  '......' and '.......' and  I didn't share our names (me and the mister) with them......just said hello ..only later did I realise how rude I had been!
Anyhoo.........................
We are now back home and so beginneth the big unpack/laundry/find somewhere to put all this stuff and there is stuff everywhere, but it is lovely to have her home for a short while.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Rushing rising rivulets........

Remember when piglet was scared 'cos of the rain? Well I was reminded of that Kids disney favourite today when there was thunder and lightning and torrential rain. This is June isn't it? please tell the weather - it's misbehaving. We sat here and had our fish and chips last week on the Isle of Wight...at the time it was fun and atmospheric and a lovely memory.....but now I am beginning to tire of the cold and the 'what clothes to wear today' question each morning......

Monday, June 4, 2012

Helloooooooooooooo.....

Just looked at the date of my last post. I am very lazy of late with this blogging business and yet I will persevere, and as many of my school reports indicated 'try harder'.

Since last we 'spoke' I have .........
Visited the Isle of Wight with the mister...

Had a St Tropez spray tan - no picture here folks...don't want to put you off your dinner...
Spent a few days with my sister (hello sis), my brother in law and my niece and the mister in Whitstable...

Been to the theatre to see a play with John Malkovich in it...
Done hardly any dusting/hoovering/housewifey type stuff...
Bought a Mulberry bag IN A CHARITY SHOP!...
Eaten tons and tons of stuff 'wot I shuddent' ...fish and chips, cake, crumpets, biscuits, crumble and cream....mmmmmm all of which was excellent...
Visited the Tracey Emin exhibition in Margate...
Watched Men in Black 3 with my niece...
Bought brand new Ugg shoes in my size IN A CHARITY SHOP!...
Met (face to face in real life and everything) Katy from http://katyboo1.wordpress.com/ ...
Thoroughly enjoyed NOT BEING AT WORK FOR A WEEK...

Today we go to see Prometheus at the cinema...

Tomorrow we start to return to normal with laundry/hoovering/shopping/ironing/general tidying and
putting on our 'back to work' faces

I can feel the joy starting to drain out of me already.....................................................

27.

Just for now.