I'm just taking advantage of a no-kids moment to just put a quickie on my blog.
I want to wish all those who take the time to read my blog a very happy Christmas and a healthy & prosperous 2008.
I have lots of ideas to aim for in 2008. I hoping to do a Diploma course in Photography at our local College, starting in September. So I'm working really hard to build up a 'portfolio' in case that's what they want. You have to be a step ahead you know!!
I have plans to make my scrapbooking club 'Southborough Scrappers' more user-friendly and add that little something that will make my members look forward to coming to me. I'm using my blog as communication between myself and members. If anyone local to me (I'm in the St John's area of Tunbridge Wells) would like a 'tester' please contact me - I don't bite!! I'm looking at starting at grassroots, the basic techniques of scrapbooking that us experienced scrappers take for granted, like sewing on layouts, hand-cutting titles, the 101 different uses for tags. I know people feel anxious about going into a room full of ardent scrappers and feeling "I'm never going to be able to do this" - here I am 3 years later.... It's the most wonderful, therapeutic, hobby out. All scrappers develop their own style, but, occasionally, it's good to "come out of your box" and do something different. I've seen Acetate albums & I'm dying to have a go.
I've just received a package from USA with some lushious papers in it. Some papers are just meant for stroking -- experienced scrappers will know what I mean!!!! I also had my monthly club package from 'Scrap Jammies' in USA. I love to receive parcels -- it cheers me up no end. I'm waiting for a package with a Nintendo Lite inside it. I received one, Alice's, but I can't give hers when Elizabeths hasn't arrived. So I've done an IOU Christmas bag - which cost as much as the Nintendos!!!! They are the present of the year apparently. On Ebay they were selling for ridiculous amounts of money. I can't afford to go over the top.
Anyway, my 5 minutes of kid-free has expired.
Bye!
Friday 21 December 2007
Thursday 20 December 2007
What a manic week!
I've had a really odd week. I remember going to the drs on Monday....... and that was that. I was completely out of it. I couldn't speak or even say sensible words [what's new, I hear you shout]. I wet my pants [sorry too much info] and I remember Geoff sorting me out. I had pain, but really no more than usual. The only different thing was that I'd been put on antibiotics for[yet another] chest infection. I remember Jane (Dr) telling me that my lungs are still full of fluid & that there was 'something going on' cardiac-wise. Putting all my signs & symptoms together she's decided to refer me to a Neurologist. I've also got to have an Echocardiogram to check me.
I can't hack this anymore. Pain is controlling my life now. I feel my life isn't worth anything. I can't wrap my presents without seizing up completely and the wrappng fairy seems to have missed me out... I'm trying to keep up with things but I see everything running away.
The girls want Nintendo Lite's. They asked me for them way back in September. Why the dickens didn't I buy them then? So, now I have one but I can't gve one without the other. So I'm making up 'IOU' bags & they'll get their Nintendos after Christmas.
The girls are both away over night - Elizabeth has a sleepover party & Alice has gone to stay with my eldest daughter - so I'm planning to make some form of order with my presents etc.
I hope you all are getting your jobs done without too much stress!
I can't hack this anymore. Pain is controlling my life now. I feel my life isn't worth anything. I can't wrap my presents without seizing up completely and the wrappng fairy seems to have missed me out... I'm trying to keep up with things but I see everything running away.
The girls want Nintendo Lite's. They asked me for them way back in September. Why the dickens didn't I buy them then? So, now I have one but I can't gve one without the other. So I'm making up 'IOU' bags & they'll get their Nintendos after Christmas.
The girls are both away over night - Elizabeth has a sleepover party & Alice has gone to stay with my eldest daughter - so I'm planning to make some form of order with my presents etc.
I hope you all are getting your jobs done without too much stress!
Friday 30 November 2007
Sorry I haven't posted for a while..............
Things have been a bit wobbly (literally!!!!!) for a few days. I know that my FMS is getting worse, especially the fatigue element, but I must not let it take over my life. It would be oh so easy for me to just curl up in bed with a hot wheatbag & stay there, I feel that bad some days. So I try & overcome this & make the effort to at least get up, if only to stay in my Jammies. I'm not going to let this horrid illness, condition, disease, or whatever, to rule my life & render me a useless being that I feel I am.
I'm having counselling [Christian] to help me to overcome major issues that have affected & are affecting my life. Such a complex thing to do. My illness has left me with nothing. I was a good nurse & midwife, I've been told so, and even went to the extent of undertaking a Diploma Course of 3 years to provide relevant levels of care to palliative / Cancer patients. What a waste of time that was -- and I got an 'A' for my last assignment - what an achievement! -- but there's patients out there who need qualified specialist nurses & here's me......
I'm trying hard to keep going for the sake of my family. Jenny's struggling to cope with a husband who has suddenly become jealous of his wife (my daughter) breast-feeding her baby. He wants her to give up or express her milk. That's no good, especially at this early stage. Amy feeds beautifully & Jen's got masses of milk - so why should she give up?? They discussed this pre-natally & he said he wanted Jen to feed as breast milk is the best for baby --- YAY! To see Amy feeding at the breast is so soothing, the little trickle of milk escaping as she can't keep up with it & her little hand gently stroking her mummy's breast that makes the milk let down and the way she comes off full of milk. Why the hell does he want to take that away from her?? The other problem is eczema, which runs through all the girls in the family. Breast feeding will help with that too. He knew that the boys came with the package and has chosen to change their name to his (but not officially), but he's so resenting them too. They have had such a turmoil going on in their lives, they need stability not unrest. Boy, does he yell at them sometimes....
All I can do is be there for her, as she is for me.
I'm out tomorrow at an all-day crop. It's a small group but nevertheless a good one. It will give me a chance to catch up on all the layouts I have planned for Amy. I have that many photos!! She's a little doll & she knows Nana's voice now so I have to whisper if she's asleep! That used to happen when my goddaughter was a baby. If she heard my voice she'd pull her head round to see me. What a privilege. I am so blessed.
I'm still trying to sort my stash out & get it in order on my new shelves. I'm doing it bit by bit. I have so much stash!!!!
Off to rest now I think. It's been a busy day, especially after the counselling session. Bye for now!
I'm having counselling [Christian] to help me to overcome major issues that have affected & are affecting my life. Such a complex thing to do. My illness has left me with nothing. I was a good nurse & midwife, I've been told so, and even went to the extent of undertaking a Diploma Course of 3 years to provide relevant levels of care to palliative / Cancer patients. What a waste of time that was -- and I got an 'A' for my last assignment - what an achievement! -- but there's patients out there who need qualified specialist nurses & here's me......
I'm trying hard to keep going for the sake of my family. Jenny's struggling to cope with a husband who has suddenly become jealous of his wife (my daughter) breast-feeding her baby. He wants her to give up or express her milk. That's no good, especially at this early stage. Amy feeds beautifully & Jen's got masses of milk - so why should she give up?? They discussed this pre-natally & he said he wanted Jen to feed as breast milk is the best for baby --- YAY! To see Amy feeding at the breast is so soothing, the little trickle of milk escaping as she can't keep up with it & her little hand gently stroking her mummy's breast that makes the milk let down and the way she comes off full of milk. Why the hell does he want to take that away from her?? The other problem is eczema, which runs through all the girls in the family. Breast feeding will help with that too. He knew that the boys came with the package and has chosen to change their name to his (but not officially), but he's so resenting them too. They have had such a turmoil going on in their lives, they need stability not unrest. Boy, does he yell at them sometimes....
All I can do is be there for her, as she is for me.
I'm out tomorrow at an all-day crop. It's a small group but nevertheless a good one. It will give me a chance to catch up on all the layouts I have planned for Amy. I have that many photos!! She's a little doll & she knows Nana's voice now so I have to whisper if she's asleep! That used to happen when my goddaughter was a baby. If she heard my voice she'd pull her head round to see me. What a privilege. I am so blessed.
I'm still trying to sort my stash out & get it in order on my new shelves. I'm doing it bit by bit. I have so much stash!!!!
Off to rest now I think. It's been a busy day, especially after the counselling session. Bye for now!
Wednesday 7 November 2007
I'm a Nana again!! My daughter Jenny gave birth to a gorgeous baby girl at 7.20pm yesterday. She weighed in at 8lb 1oz. Her name is Amy Gillian Grace. Jenny & the baby are doing well following a quick labour (just about 2 hours once her labour established). Carl is a bit shell-shocked & rather moody. The boys adore her but Liam, bless him, was walking around with his hands over his ears!!!
I was blessed to be with Jenny from the start. I came to realise what this illness has taken away from me. I was humbled when her midwife, Sarah, said she felt happy to let me carry on with Jenny's care. I loved my job; I know I was good at my job; my god, I really miss my job. I met up with some of my ex work colleagues who were shocked at what has happened to me. One of the midwives who I never really understood humour-wise, gave me a big hug. needed that so much.
I'm struggling with Carl. I just can't get 'into' him. He suddenly drops his shoulders & sulks but won't say what the problem is. I don't think he understands what's happening but won't let anyone into his shell. Jen wants me but yet I feel that I'm not wanted. He almost begged me to be with jen when she was in labour yet I feel that I'm unwanted.
Anyway, all is well and that's the most important thing.
I was blessed to be with Jenny from the start. I came to realise what this illness has taken away from me. I was humbled when her midwife, Sarah, said she felt happy to let me carry on with Jenny's care. I loved my job; I know I was good at my job; my god, I really miss my job. I met up with some of my ex work colleagues who were shocked at what has happened to me. One of the midwives who I never really understood humour-wise, gave me a big hug. needed that so much.
I'm struggling with Carl. I just can't get 'into' him. He suddenly drops his shoulders & sulks but won't say what the problem is. I don't think he understands what's happening but won't let anyone into his shell. Jen wants me but yet I feel that I'm not wanted. He almost begged me to be with jen when she was in labour yet I feel that I'm unwanted.
Anyway, all is well and that's the most important thing.
Thursday 1 November 2007
I'm so low I couldn't go lower..........
I'm so low, I couldn't get lower if I tried. I'm sick to death of my whole life & what it represents (or rather, doesn't). This horrid illness/disability has taken my whole life away; everything I know I'm good at has been thrown back in my face. I have no function nor importance in this world except to be everyone's punch bag when they're having a paddy.
I absolutely adore my family, but even then I get nothing but trouble & I feel a lot of hurt. I love all my children and grand-children equally, they were all planned and are loved as soon as they were born. I love them unconditionally, I don't say 'I'll only love you if..........'. I tell my children I love them every day (I found out that my dad loved me when it was almost too late). The love I have for them is genuine, not false.
My daughter Jenny (25) is due her baby any time now. I have been beside her all the way. She asked me to be with her (as well as her husband Carl) because I am a trained midwife & I can be her advocate as well as photographer. She has been texting me every day telling me she loves me & when I was at a scrapbooking crop at the weekend she texted me to say she loved me & wanted me home. That was Sunday just gone. I texted her as soon as I was home & she responded with an answer + that she loved me. Yesterday she sent me a text that has broken my heart & I can't talk/write about it without tears.
This is what she texted: "Well it is my decision (I'd asked if the midwife had brought the homebirth kit round - she has fast labours like me), I am the one who's giving birth & people have ruined this pregnancy for me (?) .You keep saying to evryone that you want to bond with the baby like you did with Callum (now 7), but what about liam (5). Carl is cutting the cord and whatever else so it won't be like Callum's birth. We did not have to invite you to be at the birth but I am not being bullied.I am so sore but obviously that does not matter. I have told Carl what I want so if knows. If is my husband".
I would like to say:
I have supported her through all 3 of her pregnancies as she always suffers emotionally & physically - this time she suffers from pelvic pain, not being able to walk coz of the pain, blah,blah, blah. Then she texts me on Saturday (at the crop) to say that she was in a lot of pain & that they'd walked round Port Lymne Zoo (Canterbury way). I said that she was a bit mad (to say the least) walking that distance. If she did have SPD (Supra-Pubic Dysplasia) she wouldn't be able to walk at all. At the early part of her pregnancy she had it in mind that she wanted me to deliver her baby & not have a midwife - there was a lot of media about this happening in USA - and I was prepared to go along with it unless there were any complications.
I did bond with Liam. Things had been very difficult with my relationship with Jenny. She had come back home pregnant, again. She was very angry & so took it out on me. I would get abusive phone calls of the worse kind when I was at work. These got so bad & hard for me to cope with, that the receptionists protected me from her calls. She would even do this when Geoff was putting our girls & Callum to bed - he had no idea that she'd even made a phone call. We ended up evicting her. She got a lovely house, but it wasn't good enough. Everyone mucked in to get it decorated and furnished, but she was never happy. She was staying here until the house was finished and the baby had been born. On the day she went into labour she decided that she wanted to be at her house. At 6.30am Geoff was taking us to her home. I made us porrige & coffee, she laid down on the sofa & went fast to sleep. She was contracting, I could see, but she stayed asleep. Anyway, the rest is horrible & it involves a very nasty,cruel, midwife who didn't do Jen nor me any good. She has been banned from having any contact with Jen. I loved him, how dare she say I don't love him??? In fact I love him more because of what happened.
I've done nothing but care about that girl. Whatever she says, I still love her. I can't cope with this 'I love you so much' and then the abuse. She put in a text that she wished Carl hadn't made her pregnant.
I just feel that I'm her punchball for her anger & someone to blame when things go wrong or when she & Carl have a bust up. She never, ever, contacts her father. God only knows what I've done to deserve all this from her. She's my first girl - she'll always be special to me. She knows that.
She loved me before & during my crop but now she hates me. What the hell have I done wrong????? I just know that, as soon as something happens, I'll go running, and I will because I always have. Like when she attempted suicide those times & I was her advocate, protecting her. It was all an act, like it is now.
I have just read a text in my sent box - "God saves mum. All this abuse, we don't deserve it". It's come from Geoff or even one of the girls, but it's true I / we don't deserve it. Good luck to her. You watch - she'll want me when things go wrong etc. But it dosen't stop me feeling so abused.
My family's all I have. Ian, 26, gets married in June next year to Kelly, a lovely girl from Derby. She's just the girl I saw him with. Jenny is 25 - married to Carl in June this year - 20 weeks pregnant. Very jealous of Ian's Kelly - she'll always use kelly as an excuse for her behaviour & says I prefer Kelly to her [I wonder why????} Then I have my lovely girls - Elizabeth (11) & Alice (9) who love me loads & loads (so they tell me every morning when I wake up). Jen has 2 boys by an excuse of a man who persuaded her to leave home & enter into a life of drugs & benefits. She was 15. I even sent her a letter saying that we still loved her depite what she'd done to us. The day I gave birth to Alice I had a phone call from the school to tell me that Jen had been heard discussing drugs. When Alice was tiny Jenny got expelled from school, just before taking her GCSE's. That was my fault, as was her getting pregnant with Callum??????? It's clear - I'm just there for her convenience and to blame.
Sorry this blog entry's so long but I needed to 'talk' to someone. I'm all alone & feel my life & all I've put into it, is a waste of time.
I absolutely adore my family, but even then I get nothing but trouble & I feel a lot of hurt. I love all my children and grand-children equally, they were all planned and are loved as soon as they were born. I love them unconditionally, I don't say 'I'll only love you if..........'. I tell my children I love them every day (I found out that my dad loved me when it was almost too late). The love I have for them is genuine, not false.
My daughter Jenny (25) is due her baby any time now. I have been beside her all the way. She asked me to be with her (as well as her husband Carl) because I am a trained midwife & I can be her advocate as well as photographer. She has been texting me every day telling me she loves me & when I was at a scrapbooking crop at the weekend she texted me to say she loved me & wanted me home. That was Sunday just gone. I texted her as soon as I was home & she responded with an answer + that she loved me. Yesterday she sent me a text that has broken my heart & I can't talk/write about it without tears.
This is what she texted: "Well it is my decision (I'd asked if the midwife had brought the homebirth kit round - she has fast labours like me), I am the one who's giving birth & people have ruined this pregnancy for me (?) .You keep saying to evryone that you want to bond with the baby like you did with Callum (now 7), but what about liam (5). Carl is cutting the cord and whatever else so it won't be like Callum's birth. We did not have to invite you to be at the birth but I am not being bullied.I am so sore but obviously that does not matter. I have told Carl what I want so if knows. If is my husband".
I would like to say:
I have supported her through all 3 of her pregnancies as she always suffers emotionally & physically - this time she suffers from pelvic pain, not being able to walk coz of the pain, blah,blah, blah. Then she texts me on Saturday (at the crop) to say that she was in a lot of pain & that they'd walked round Port Lymne Zoo (Canterbury way). I said that she was a bit mad (to say the least) walking that distance. If she did have SPD (Supra-Pubic Dysplasia) she wouldn't be able to walk at all. At the early part of her pregnancy she had it in mind that she wanted me to deliver her baby & not have a midwife - there was a lot of media about this happening in USA - and I was prepared to go along with it unless there were any complications.
I did bond with Liam. Things had been very difficult with my relationship with Jenny. She had come back home pregnant, again. She was very angry & so took it out on me. I would get abusive phone calls of the worse kind when I was at work. These got so bad & hard for me to cope with, that the receptionists protected me from her calls. She would even do this when Geoff was putting our girls & Callum to bed - he had no idea that she'd even made a phone call. We ended up evicting her. She got a lovely house, but it wasn't good enough. Everyone mucked in to get it decorated and furnished, but she was never happy. She was staying here until the house was finished and the baby had been born. On the day she went into labour she decided that she wanted to be at her house. At 6.30am Geoff was taking us to her home. I made us porrige & coffee, she laid down on the sofa & went fast to sleep. She was contracting, I could see, but she stayed asleep. Anyway, the rest is horrible & it involves a very nasty,cruel, midwife who didn't do Jen nor me any good. She has been banned from having any contact with Jen. I loved him, how dare she say I don't love him??? In fact I love him more because of what happened.
I've done nothing but care about that girl. Whatever she says, I still love her. I can't cope with this 'I love you so much' and then the abuse. She put in a text that she wished Carl hadn't made her pregnant.
I just feel that I'm her punchball for her anger & someone to blame when things go wrong or when she & Carl have a bust up. She never, ever, contacts her father. God only knows what I've done to deserve all this from her. She's my first girl - she'll always be special to me. She knows that.
She loved me before & during my crop but now she hates me. What the hell have I done wrong????? I just know that, as soon as something happens, I'll go running, and I will because I always have. Like when she attempted suicide those times & I was her advocate, protecting her. It was all an act, like it is now.
I have just read a text in my sent box - "God saves mum. All this abuse, we don't deserve it". It's come from Geoff or even one of the girls, but it's true I / we don't deserve it. Good luck to her. You watch - she'll want me when things go wrong etc. But it dosen't stop me feeling so abused.
My family's all I have. Ian, 26, gets married in June next year to Kelly, a lovely girl from Derby. She's just the girl I saw him with. Jenny is 25 - married to Carl in June this year - 20 weeks pregnant. Very jealous of Ian's Kelly - she'll always use kelly as an excuse for her behaviour & says I prefer Kelly to her [I wonder why????} Then I have my lovely girls - Elizabeth (11) & Alice (9) who love me loads & loads (so they tell me every morning when I wake up). Jen has 2 boys by an excuse of a man who persuaded her to leave home & enter into a life of drugs & benefits. She was 15. I even sent her a letter saying that we still loved her depite what she'd done to us. The day I gave birth to Alice I had a phone call from the school to tell me that Jen had been heard discussing drugs. When Alice was tiny Jenny got expelled from school, just before taking her GCSE's. That was my fault, as was her getting pregnant with Callum??????? It's clear - I'm just there for her convenience and to blame.
Sorry this blog entry's so long but I needed to 'talk' to someone. I'm all alone & feel my life & all I've put into it, is a waste of time.
Wednesday 24 October 2007
Just to say that I've got up to date with my emails now & for now I'm carrying on with my original email address. It was so pointless to even think about changing my email address as I have so many people who know my email addy and I've had it for so long.
I'm busy getting ready for Suzanne's weekend crop. It's not far away so if I'm needed I can get there - by taxi as my 'taxi driver husband' is having a 'bonding' weekend with the girls. It's going to be great meeting new fellow scrappers and catching up with scrapping friends.
I'm a bit concerned that, if I have such a bad night as I did last night, it will disturb her and that I'll get in a pickle. I was in that much pain last night that Geoff had to help me up and take me to the loo. I opened a new bottle of Oromorph (liquid Morphine, which I only use if I'm really bad) took my dose & then I accidentally dropped the bottle.... :( :( Geoff was really cross as It went on the carpet. I feel really crappy now.
My lovely friend Kim is coming later and we're going to have a "Scrap & Yap" session. She's an absolute angel - the bestest kind of friend you could have. She knows how to help me, what to say & is a great supporter. When there was an 'issue' last week, which left me totally drained of tears [which hadn't been shed since I lost my dad] and she was there right beside me, sharing my anger & distress. That's the kind of friend everybody needs. I count myself blessed by God in Kim.
Bye for now!
I'm busy getting ready for Suzanne's weekend crop. It's not far away so if I'm needed I can get there - by taxi as my 'taxi driver husband' is having a 'bonding' weekend with the girls. It's going to be great meeting new fellow scrappers and catching up with scrapping friends.
I'm a bit concerned that, if I have such a bad night as I did last night, it will disturb her and that I'll get in a pickle. I was in that much pain last night that Geoff had to help me up and take me to the loo. I opened a new bottle of Oromorph (liquid Morphine, which I only use if I'm really bad) took my dose & then I accidentally dropped the bottle.... :( :( Geoff was really cross as It went on the carpet. I feel really crappy now.
My lovely friend Kim is coming later and we're going to have a "Scrap & Yap" session. She's an absolute angel - the bestest kind of friend you could have. She knows how to help me, what to say & is a great supporter. When there was an 'issue' last week, which left me totally drained of tears [which hadn't been shed since I lost my dad] and she was there right beside me, sharing my anger & distress. That's the kind of friend everybody needs. I count myself blessed by God in Kim.
Bye for now!
Monday 22 October 2007
This is going to be a short entry on my blog [just for now].
I just want to inform anyone who's emailed me recently to contact me thru this blog if urgent/important. I've blocked my email for now as I have been receiving 'unnecessary' email (if you get what I mean...).
I'm probably going to have another email address, which I'll inform to those who are in my address book.
I'm trying to feel better by Suzanne's retreat (Friday to Sunday) but all recent happenings have taken my confidence away. But I'm going to look positive, enjoy meeting friends old & new, and to have time to sit & scrap without interruption!
Jen's baby is due any time now. She's very 'Mummy-ish' at the moment, she wants me around. Even though she's got the boys already she's really anxious. That's all to do with a certain midwife [who makes me feel ashamed of my profession] who came when Jen was in labour with Liam. I was accused of leaving her too long before calling her, but my daughter is like her mother -- super uterus! Short labours. This person was so aggressive that, had she been here, like she was with Callum, I would have chucked her out of my house (the mother / mother's advocate has every right to do this). The midwife concerned's name has been written in red across her notes and on the hospital computer - do not let this midwife have any part in this mother's care.
I've sent her home to have a rest in bed. She says her legs ache [like period pains] and she can't get comfortable.
Watch this space.....................
I just want to inform anyone who's emailed me recently to contact me thru this blog if urgent/important. I've blocked my email for now as I have been receiving 'unnecessary' email (if you get what I mean...).
I'm probably going to have another email address, which I'll inform to those who are in my address book.
I'm trying to feel better by Suzanne's retreat (Friday to Sunday) but all recent happenings have taken my confidence away. But I'm going to look positive, enjoy meeting friends old & new, and to have time to sit & scrap without interruption!
Jen's baby is due any time now. She's very 'Mummy-ish' at the moment, she wants me around. Even though she's got the boys already she's really anxious. That's all to do with a certain midwife [who makes me feel ashamed of my profession] who came when Jen was in labour with Liam. I was accused of leaving her too long before calling her, but my daughter is like her mother -- super uterus! Short labours. This person was so aggressive that, had she been here, like she was with Callum, I would have chucked her out of my house (the mother / mother's advocate has every right to do this). The midwife concerned's name has been written in red across her notes and on the hospital computer - do not let this midwife have any part in this mother's care.
I've sent her home to have a rest in bed. She says her legs ache [like period pains] and she can't get comfortable.
Watch this space.....................
Friday 19 October 2007
Friday 19th October
This posting will be a short one as I haven't the energy to go into any detail. I have been so upset, due to personal reasons, that I have cried so much -- I haven't been this upset since my dad died in 2000. I'm absolutely exhausted as a result, which is not good news for my FMS nor my heart condition that I've had since I had the blood clot in my lung last June. People can be so insensitive that it beggars belief.
As you all know, this blog was set up a) to 'talk' about my love of scrapbooking & to promote a certain company, which I have done, and put up my photos of my example of kit layout etc. and b) to talk about my family, who are the most important thing in my whole life, and how my disability affects them & how it has affected my life.
I wish to announce that I have set up my own scrapbooking Club - The Southborough Scrappers - which will be held on the third Thursday of each month. The next evening is the 15th November at 7.30pm and held at my house. I shall be demonstrating a technique each month & there will be a kit for you to try out the technique. The techniques will be appropriate for scrappers of all experiences, from neewbie to those who've been doing it for some time. The emphasis on my club nights is that we have loads of fun - oh, and as much tea, coffee, soft drinks that you require (thanks to my dear husband) as well as sweeties to keep your sugar levels up!! The cost of my evenings, which will cover the kit and refreshments, is £7.50.
In the new year, once Christmas has been & gone and the weather is gloomy, I'm opening my house up for social scrapping. Bring your own & have fun, that's the only rule I have!!
As you all know, this blog was set up a) to 'talk' about my love of scrapbooking & to promote a certain company, which I have done, and put up my photos of my example of kit layout etc. and b) to talk about my family, who are the most important thing in my whole life, and how my disability affects them & how it has affected my life.
I wish to announce that I have set up my own scrapbooking Club - The Southborough Scrappers - which will be held on the third Thursday of each month. The next evening is the 15th November at 7.30pm and held at my house. I shall be demonstrating a technique each month & there will be a kit for you to try out the technique. The techniques will be appropriate for scrappers of all experiences, from neewbie to those who've been doing it for some time. The emphasis on my club nights is that we have loads of fun - oh, and as much tea, coffee, soft drinks that you require (thanks to my dear husband) as well as sweeties to keep your sugar levels up!! The cost of my evenings, which will cover the kit and refreshments, is £7.50.
In the new year, once Christmas has been & gone and the weather is gloomy, I'm opening my house up for social scrapping. Bring your own & have fun, that's the only rule I have!!
Wednesday 17 October 2007
October 17th '07
Why is it, when you're feeling your lowest ever, that people decide to kick you in the side?
I feel that my life's not worth living anymore. I have to rely on others to get me around, & then they have to be people that I trust to help me if I should become unwell. I don't go out much, I'm stuck indoors 24/7 with only my little Westie & crap daytime TV to keep me going. My friends have to come to me, I can't go to them, as I'm so scared to go alone in case I have another heart attack or P.E. Life's the pits again for me.
My club night's this week- scrapbooking classes I run keep me in touch with the outside world. All of my 'members' are really actually my friends from church & long-time friends, especially Kim (who comes into both categories), Suzannne, Mel, Lynda, the two Mary's, Tam, Hayley, and those who shall not be named........ :0 They come to me because we have fun - which is the emphasis with my club nights, and we really do! I still hold my class even if I'm crawling along the floor in pain - people just don't understand the intensity of the pain I experience, it's undescribable- but I still run the class in loyalty to the Scrapaholics. This months' layout is using acetate overlays & monochrome papers & cardstock. Next months is using a stencil.
I look forward to running my class tomorrow. Now, isn't that loyalty?
I also enjoy going to 'outside' crops. Like the one at Meopham & the one to be run by Suzanne next weekend - in a 5* hotel!. It's nearby. I only need Geoff to take & fetch. I have a room which I'm sharing with a friend who I trust to help me if I need help. This one is really friendly, like the one Karen runs.
It's good to get out of my box once in a while. It's good to meet up with friends I've made at previous crops and to meet new ones.
I've actually taken the step of faith & started counselling to help me get through the bad days & suffering I'm experiencing & how it affects my whole family.
It's also a bit about how I suffered really bad bullying at school, both physical & emotional, and I'm still experiencing it now. I don't think it'll stop 'til I die.
I owe it to my 2 young girls, my eldest daughter with a complicated pregnancy, my son who's organising his wedding, to be strong even though I feel so weak.
I have to be strong for them - my family comes first.
I feel that my life's not worth living anymore. I have to rely on others to get me around, & then they have to be people that I trust to help me if I should become unwell. I don't go out much, I'm stuck indoors 24/7 with only my little Westie & crap daytime TV to keep me going. My friends have to come to me, I can't go to them, as I'm so scared to go alone in case I have another heart attack or P.E. Life's the pits again for me.
My club night's this week- scrapbooking classes I run keep me in touch with the outside world. All of my 'members' are really actually my friends from church & long-time friends, especially Kim (who comes into both categories), Suzannne, Mel, Lynda, the two Mary's, Tam, Hayley, and those who shall not be named........ :0 They come to me because we have fun - which is the emphasis with my club nights, and we really do! I still hold my class even if I'm crawling along the floor in pain - people just don't understand the intensity of the pain I experience, it's undescribable- but I still run the class in loyalty to the Scrapaholics. This months' layout is using acetate overlays & monochrome papers & cardstock. Next months is using a stencil.
I look forward to running my class tomorrow. Now, isn't that loyalty?
I also enjoy going to 'outside' crops. Like the one at Meopham & the one to be run by Suzanne next weekend - in a 5* hotel!. It's nearby. I only need Geoff to take & fetch. I have a room which I'm sharing with a friend who I trust to help me if I need help. This one is really friendly, like the one Karen runs.
It's good to get out of my box once in a while. It's good to meet up with friends I've made at previous crops and to meet new ones.
I've actually taken the step of faith & started counselling to help me get through the bad days & suffering I'm experiencing & how it affects my whole family.
It's also a bit about how I suffered really bad bullying at school, both physical & emotional, and I'm still experiencing it now. I don't think it'll stop 'til I die.
I owe it to my 2 young girls, my eldest daughter with a complicated pregnancy, my son who's organising his wedding, to be strong even though I feel so weak.
I have to be strong for them - my family comes first.
Monday 15 October 2007
OMG! I didn't realise that I hadn't done my blog for so long! I've had a lot going on lately. What with my daughter being due my granddaughter any time now, family & personal issues, and trying, with the aid of my lovely GP, to get my pain under control. One night last week I thought I was having a heart attack the pain in my chest was that bad. There's still a bit of fluid there but my GP says it's more than likely to be my Fibromyalgia that's causing the pain.
My poor [pregnant] daughter is suffering badly with this pregnancy & wants me around all the time for reassurance (I am a trained midwife); she has Vaginal Varices (Varicose veins in the vagina) which are caused by pressure from above. The baby is so low down that if she sneezes I'll be running to catch her!!! She needs to give birth in hospital which has disappointed her as she had the 2 boys at home (Me delivering), but there is such a high risk of rupture when the head is being born. She's seeing the consultant Thursday to see what the plan is. They may decide to do an Elective C-Section, to induce her (but she's still going to be at risk) or he may even say that there's no problem. I doubt it, that's wishful thinking on my behalf.
Her husband is suffering having pulled a muscle in his back. There's my poor daughter..............................................
I had a lovely day out last Saturday. I went out with my friend Kim to an all-day crop run by Total Papercrafts. It was fantastic. The classes were brilliant with really good value kits. Kim & I are having these Total Papercraft crops as our 'bonding' days. It was really good as Kim helps me if I need it & I took one of my loungers so I could rest if I needed to , which I did & I'm glad I did so. I would never have lasted the day otherwise. Karen had her shop there - kindly run by Pauline so it freed Karen up to do the classes. There were some really good bargains that seemed to jump into my bag :0 I just couldn't help it!!
The classes start going up on the TP website tomorrow evening. Last time it was a job to get them. I was on site at 7pm when they were due to go up & they'd sold out..... :( I'll be a bit quicker this time.
I'm staying at our local posh hotel this weekend. My friend Suzanne is running a cropping weekend there & I'm staying to support her. It's easier having a room so I can go for a rest whenever I feel like it so I don't get over-tired which is bad news. Kim's just going as a day punter -- I couldn't persuade her to stay :(
I hope & pray that the weekend goes well without any problems. The last one went really well. It's close to where my daughter lives too, so if I'm needed I haven't far to go.
I'll keep you all posted on any progress with my new granddaughter!
My poor [pregnant] daughter is suffering badly with this pregnancy & wants me around all the time for reassurance (I am a trained midwife); she has Vaginal Varices (Varicose veins in the vagina) which are caused by pressure from above. The baby is so low down that if she sneezes I'll be running to catch her!!! She needs to give birth in hospital which has disappointed her as she had the 2 boys at home (Me delivering), but there is such a high risk of rupture when the head is being born. She's seeing the consultant Thursday to see what the plan is. They may decide to do an Elective C-Section, to induce her (but she's still going to be at risk) or he may even say that there's no problem. I doubt it, that's wishful thinking on my behalf.
Her husband is suffering having pulled a muscle in his back. There's my poor daughter..............................................
I had a lovely day out last Saturday. I went out with my friend Kim to an all-day crop run by Total Papercrafts. It was fantastic. The classes were brilliant with really good value kits. Kim & I are having these Total Papercraft crops as our 'bonding' days. It was really good as Kim helps me if I need it & I took one of my loungers so I could rest if I needed to , which I did & I'm glad I did so. I would never have lasted the day otherwise. Karen had her shop there - kindly run by Pauline so it freed Karen up to do the classes. There were some really good bargains that seemed to jump into my bag :0 I just couldn't help it!!
The classes start going up on the TP website tomorrow evening. Last time it was a job to get them. I was on site at 7pm when they were due to go up & they'd sold out..... :( I'll be a bit quicker this time.
I'm staying at our local posh hotel this weekend. My friend Suzanne is running a cropping weekend there & I'm staying to support her. It's easier having a room so I can go for a rest whenever I feel like it so I don't get over-tired which is bad news. Kim's just going as a day punter -- I couldn't persuade her to stay :(
I hope & pray that the weekend goes well without any problems. The last one went really well. It's close to where my daughter lives too, so if I'm needed I haven't far to go.
I'll keep you all posted on any progress with my new granddaughter!
Sunday 23 September 2007
Sunny Sunday
Hi all! I hope you're all well.
This week has been a bit of a series of ups & downs for me. I was feeling so well at the beginning of the week - I was getting several layouts completed, doing some sketches in my 'mojo' book and being [almost] pain-free. When I had my nails done on Tuesday evening, Shelly (my beautitian) said I was looking really well. Then Tuesday night came........... I was in so much pain that I had to have a huge dose of Oromorph & wake Geoff to heat up my wheat-bag. I feel so guilty. Then on Wednesday I was so bad that he had to have a day off work.
This is just how Fibromyalgia attacks you. You have really good days that send you into a false sense of security and then... wham! You're back down on the bad place again. I waste so much time of my life resting in bed, but I have absolutely no choice but to do what my body tells me. People just don't understand the dynamics of Fibromyalgia Syndrome, it doesn't show from the outside & I'm sure they think I'm 'swinging the lead'. Believe you me, I'd rather be working, earning a wage, practising in my loved profession & having my independance. I'm sick to death of being cooped up in this house, scared to go out on my own in case I get chest pain again & relying on people to come to me. No, I'm definitely not putting it on.
I have managed to re-home the rats. We had 2 pet rats, cute little girls from the same litter, one was Elizabeth's & the other Alice's. They wanted them because we used to look after Elizabeth's school rat over weekends & holidays. He was called 'Roger' or, when Elizabeth had lost her two front teeth, 'Woger'!!! lol He was so friendly, he loved to be out of his cage & being played with by the girls; but these two were none of the sort. They just wanted to scatter & escape and they bit if you weren't careful. They should have been held & tamed right from the start. Anyway, they ended up being practically neglected. The lady who has taken them will do well with them. We won't be having any more. It's the same with the rabbit - a little tiny baby turns into a full-grown adult. I feel so sorry for him. he's been moved so he's got a better view of the garden. Geoff always fondles him when he feeds him morning & evening.
Elizabeth (11) has started to turn into a teenager :0 she's so mean to her sister. Everything is 'it's Alice' or 'Alice did this'. She's shouting at us & slamming doors. She's so angry with me. I knew it was coming along, but it's still a bit upsetting when your little girl starts turning into a woman. I have been very open with her about her teenage years & changes that occur, both physically & emotionally, so that, hopefully, she'll be open with me. That's all a parent can do; if you start laying down the law then they'll start to rebel. We've brought the young two up a bit differently to the others, we're a Christian family for a start & Elizabeth goes to a R/C Comprehensive school [although we are not R/C].
My eldest daughter, Jenny, who's expecting a baby in early November, has sent me a text to say that she never wants to see me again nor step in this house again. Here we go again. :( The text said that I had been slagging her off to Carl (her husband) about her wanting the baby out & inventing symptoms so that she will get induced early. The truth is, it was Carl who said all those things but I did agree to a certain extent. She said I had been pushing her away when she was trying to be close to me ---- that's the opposite of the truth. I had made a point of hugging her, I even laid with my head on her 'bump' the other day. She's so cruel to me. I'm so upset. Geoff says that I should ignore it but I can't, I'm her mother. She's so jealous of my son, Ian's, girlfriend. Yes, she is pretty & has a typical northern personality, hugs etc. I can't get to grips as to why she's so jealous, Jenny's my flesh & blood for goodness' sake.
You try & bring up your kids the best way you can, then they blow it all back in your face.
Scrapping-wise, this week I've really been going strong! I had my scrapaholics' club Thursday evening but only 3 members could come, illnesses & other commitments etc, but it was lovely as I could actually sit & scrap with them. I really enjoy having fellow-scrappers coming to my house and spend time scrapbooking with me. I also enjoy going to day-crops & weekends. It takes a lot of courage for me to actually go but I have to go just to show people that this horrid illness doesn't rule my life, even if it does. I have a day-crop on the 6th October, run by Karen from the Scrapaholics, and I'm going with Kim, Suzanne & Mel. Suzanne's running a scrapping weekend at a nearby posh hotel at the end of October. I hope I'm okay.
I think that's all for now. I'll post up some of the layouts I've done this weekend.
This week has been a bit of a series of ups & downs for me. I was feeling so well at the beginning of the week - I was getting several layouts completed, doing some sketches in my 'mojo' book and being [almost] pain-free. When I had my nails done on Tuesday evening, Shelly (my beautitian) said I was looking really well. Then Tuesday night came........... I was in so much pain that I had to have a huge dose of Oromorph & wake Geoff to heat up my wheat-bag. I feel so guilty. Then on Wednesday I was so bad that he had to have a day off work.
This is just how Fibromyalgia attacks you. You have really good days that send you into a false sense of security and then... wham! You're back down on the bad place again. I waste so much time of my life resting in bed, but I have absolutely no choice but to do what my body tells me. People just don't understand the dynamics of Fibromyalgia Syndrome, it doesn't show from the outside & I'm sure they think I'm 'swinging the lead'. Believe you me, I'd rather be working, earning a wage, practising in my loved profession & having my independance. I'm sick to death of being cooped up in this house, scared to go out on my own in case I get chest pain again & relying on people to come to me. No, I'm definitely not putting it on.
I have managed to re-home the rats. We had 2 pet rats, cute little girls from the same litter, one was Elizabeth's & the other Alice's. They wanted them because we used to look after Elizabeth's school rat over weekends & holidays. He was called 'Roger' or, when Elizabeth had lost her two front teeth, 'Woger'!!! lol He was so friendly, he loved to be out of his cage & being played with by the girls; but these two were none of the sort. They just wanted to scatter & escape and they bit if you weren't careful. They should have been held & tamed right from the start. Anyway, they ended up being practically neglected. The lady who has taken them will do well with them. We won't be having any more. It's the same with the rabbit - a little tiny baby turns into a full-grown adult. I feel so sorry for him. he's been moved so he's got a better view of the garden. Geoff always fondles him when he feeds him morning & evening.
Elizabeth (11) has started to turn into a teenager :0 she's so mean to her sister. Everything is 'it's Alice' or 'Alice did this'. She's shouting at us & slamming doors. She's so angry with me. I knew it was coming along, but it's still a bit upsetting when your little girl starts turning into a woman. I have been very open with her about her teenage years & changes that occur, both physically & emotionally, so that, hopefully, she'll be open with me. That's all a parent can do; if you start laying down the law then they'll start to rebel. We've brought the young two up a bit differently to the others, we're a Christian family for a start & Elizabeth goes to a R/C Comprehensive school [although we are not R/C].
My eldest daughter, Jenny, who's expecting a baby in early November, has sent me a text to say that she never wants to see me again nor step in this house again. Here we go again. :( The text said that I had been slagging her off to Carl (her husband) about her wanting the baby out & inventing symptoms so that she will get induced early. The truth is, it was Carl who said all those things but I did agree to a certain extent. She said I had been pushing her away when she was trying to be close to me ---- that's the opposite of the truth. I had made a point of hugging her, I even laid with my head on her 'bump' the other day. She's so cruel to me. I'm so upset. Geoff says that I should ignore it but I can't, I'm her mother. She's so jealous of my son, Ian's, girlfriend. Yes, she is pretty & has a typical northern personality, hugs etc. I can't get to grips as to why she's so jealous, Jenny's my flesh & blood for goodness' sake.
You try & bring up your kids the best way you can, then they blow it all back in your face.
Scrapping-wise, this week I've really been going strong! I had my scrapaholics' club Thursday evening but only 3 members could come, illnesses & other commitments etc, but it was lovely as I could actually sit & scrap with them. I really enjoy having fellow-scrappers coming to my house and spend time scrapbooking with me. I also enjoy going to day-crops & weekends. It takes a lot of courage for me to actually go but I have to go just to show people that this horrid illness doesn't rule my life, even if it does. I have a day-crop on the 6th October, run by Karen from the Scrapaholics, and I'm going with Kim, Suzanne & Mel. Suzanne's running a scrapping weekend at a nearby posh hotel at the end of October. I hope I'm okay.
I think that's all for now. I'll post up some of the layouts I've done this weekend.
Monday 10 September 2007
Monday September 10th 2007
I haven't had a very good day today :( I just can't get rid of this pain in the left side of my chest. The only thing that helps is the Oxygen and heat via my wheat bags. I'm up & down all night, I can't get comfortable or get rid of the pain.
I had the intention of doing so much today, including my Scrapaholics club leaders layout for September. I hope I feel better tomorrow & I'll get it done. The papers are yummy - we have 3 sheets of cardstock-weight double sided black & white papers plus 4 sheets of cardstock, two of these being a lovely blue. This is taking me right out of my box as I would never have thought of putting blue with b & w. The kit also contains various embellishments. There's enough kit to make 3 or even more! I think this is a really good value for money. My next class will be on the 3rd Thursday of this month, in the evening, at my house. This suits me as I have lost my confidence and have become virtually housebound. Having people coming to my class is wonderful.
Elizabeth (11) - who started secondary school last week - has found out that it's not as much of a gentle time as it was last week. Already we've had tantrums about homework. She's got a lot to learn - literally!! She's calmed down now but I'm up & down like a whores' drawers on a Friday night..... :O
Anyway, that'll do for now!
I had the intention of doing so much today, including my Scrapaholics club leaders layout for September. I hope I feel better tomorrow & I'll get it done. The papers are yummy - we have 3 sheets of cardstock-weight double sided black & white papers plus 4 sheets of cardstock, two of these being a lovely blue. This is taking me right out of my box as I would never have thought of putting blue with b & w. The kit also contains various embellishments. There's enough kit to make 3 or even more! I think this is a really good value for money. My next class will be on the 3rd Thursday of this month, in the evening, at my house. This suits me as I have lost my confidence and have become virtually housebound. Having people coming to my class is wonderful.
Elizabeth (11) - who started secondary school last week - has found out that it's not as much of a gentle time as it was last week. Already we've had tantrums about homework. She's got a lot to learn - literally!! She's calmed down now but I'm up & down like a whores' drawers on a Friday night..... :O
Anyway, that'll do for now!
Saturday 8 September 2007
Saturday 8th September
This entry in my blog's going to be a smiggen smaller than yesterday's. I've had a bit of a busier day. But I just wanted to enter something that's made me so happy I could burst (NO Jenny's NOT had her baby!).
I had a very close friend, I won't name names; we became friends when she was pregnant with her last child. She'd had a really bad time with the previous child and she was so anxious about this eventual birth. I was a midwife and we had girls at the same school, so we'd meet up when we collected the children. Anyway, she asked me to care for her & deliver her baby, which I did. As a [closet] Christian (ie I stopped going to church after I married as my DH didn't believe), I could feel something in that room.
Anyway, we became firm and close friends. She was present at the birth of DD11 and she & her DH are Godparents to her.
Some bad things happened in the Church and, although I had absolutely no part in what was being said, our friendship stopped suddenly & I found other friends ignoring me too. I was bereft as I'd lost a good friend for no fault of my own. I'll not go into detail but, basically, the horrid rumours had come through the youth group & a [mouthy] adult.
I apologised to her & this other person, not for starting the rumours but for not stopping them when I could have done.
It's so easy for a flippant remark to escalate out of control & become a major issue. We ended up leaving that church & went to another in the parish, where we are still. If it wasn't for my DH (who had become a Christian with this person's influence) I would have stopped going to church altogether. I just went to look after the girls; I sat behind a pillar at the back of the church so no-one could see me. It was a bad time of my life.
Anyway, recently I have been seeing her more, she had my girls for an afternoon at New Wine [they were so excited by this].
She & her DH came to dinner last night. We had a wonderful time. The atmosphere was brilliant and the girls loved it when she played a game with them.
Then, today, we met up at a mutual friend's party. We sat together & I was discussing about my illness with her - she's a nurse too - and I found myself telling her how our split affected me & how I needed her when I was poorly. I found myself teary.
She has promised to see me & to keep in touch, with me and the girls. I hope she does as I need her. She gave me such a lovely hug when we went. I hope we can rekindle this friendship. I leave this in the hands of God - if we're meant to be friends again he'll be there for us.
I don't know if she reads my blog, but she'll know who she is. God bless hunny.
I had a very close friend, I won't name names; we became friends when she was pregnant with her last child. She'd had a really bad time with the previous child and she was so anxious about this eventual birth. I was a midwife and we had girls at the same school, so we'd meet up when we collected the children. Anyway, she asked me to care for her & deliver her baby, which I did. As a [closet] Christian (ie I stopped going to church after I married as my DH didn't believe), I could feel something in that room.
Anyway, we became firm and close friends. She was present at the birth of DD11 and she & her DH are Godparents to her.
Some bad things happened in the Church and, although I had absolutely no part in what was being said, our friendship stopped suddenly & I found other friends ignoring me too. I was bereft as I'd lost a good friend for no fault of my own. I'll not go into detail but, basically, the horrid rumours had come through the youth group & a [mouthy] adult.
I apologised to her & this other person, not for starting the rumours but for not stopping them when I could have done.
It's so easy for a flippant remark to escalate out of control & become a major issue. We ended up leaving that church & went to another in the parish, where we are still. If it wasn't for my DH (who had become a Christian with this person's influence) I would have stopped going to church altogether. I just went to look after the girls; I sat behind a pillar at the back of the church so no-one could see me. It was a bad time of my life.
Anyway, recently I have been seeing her more, she had my girls for an afternoon at New Wine [they were so excited by this].
She & her DH came to dinner last night. We had a wonderful time. The atmosphere was brilliant and the girls loved it when she played a game with them.
Then, today, we met up at a mutual friend's party. We sat together & I was discussing about my illness with her - she's a nurse too - and I found myself telling her how our split affected me & how I needed her when I was poorly. I found myself teary.
She has promised to see me & to keep in touch, with me and the girls. I hope she does as I need her. She gave me such a lovely hug when we went. I hope we can rekindle this friendship. I leave this in the hands of God - if we're meant to be friends again he'll be there for us.
I don't know if she reads my blog, but she'll know who she is. God bless hunny.
Friday 7 September 2007
Friday 7th September 2007
My daughter, Elizabeth, has enjoyed her first few days at secondary school. She's totally independant, meeting a couple of friends at the top of the road to walk to school together. They also have 'buddy' system where every year 7 pupil has a year 12 student to help them along. As a Catholic school the pastoral care is important as well as the level of education. I hope she continues to enjoy it.
Alice, my youngest, is in year 5. She told me yesterday that she's in the top groups in Maths and literacy (English to you & I!). I'm so proud of my girls, I love them to bits & hope they continue to be the way they are & don't get in with the wrong crowd. I can't see it happening but you just don't know. When you hold your baby in your arms for the first time you see them following all the rites of passage, but it only takes a person or few to take your child along the wrong path. The girls are being brought up differently, we are Christians and are bringing the girls up to follow in the steps of Jesus rather than those of bad influence. It's their own choice now they are older, and they choose to follow the Christian pathway.
My eldest daughter, Jenny, who's pregnant with my grandaughter, is having a real bad time. I do so feel for her. I just can't do as much for her as I did when she was having the boys due to this blasted illness, I feel so guilty, but she's got her husband this time - before she was a single parent. She saw a consultant a few days ago and she's got SPD (Supra-Pubic Dysplasia) which I where the hormones affect the joints in the pelvis and they are over-mobile. It's very painful. She's been given stronger pain killers, the risk to the baby being less than her need for pain relief. She's not allowed to go beyond 38 weeks or she'll be induced. She was hoping for a home birth like she had for the boys, but her & her baby's well-being being important. I can do nothing but support her & advise her but it's her husband's resposibility to nurture her - he made her pregnant..
Right, now let's get to the scrapbooking bit. My DH had a carpenter friend to measure up to put masses of shelves in my little scrap room (it's actually the 4th bedroom) so I can get everything tidied up, like getting my albums upright rather than flat & see-through boxes for all my bits & bobs. It's gonna look fab once it's done.
My aim-for-the-weekend is to do my September & October Scrapaholic layouts. I'll post them on here once I've done them. My pictures seem to be a bit out-of-date. I'll sort them out & put some wedding photos up.
I'm also starting my album of the baby's first year, with photos of Jenny & Carl caressing 'the bump' and a lovely one of Callum (7) cuddling up to the bump. My little grandson, Liam 5, won't touch it. :( I'm using Psalm 139 as an introduction. It's a lovely verse.
I bought a couple of albums from 'Papermill' in Street (Somerset). I had that many loose layouts. I totally filled both with loads left over! I have another album which is 'Life's Journey' that I'm going to use for my book of me. I have some layouts that I've already done that I can use for my B.O.M. I'm not good at photos of me (except when I was a baby), especially nowadays as I resemble Mr Blobby due to the excessive weight gain caused by my medication. I did have some taken at the weekend with 'my boys' - they're not too bad. I don't think I'm the only one who hates photos of themselves. I wanted to do a B.O.M so that my children can see how my life went etc. I think I'll leave out the skeletons!LOL
I think that's all for now. Bye Bye!
Alice, my youngest, is in year 5. She told me yesterday that she's in the top groups in Maths and literacy (English to you & I!). I'm so proud of my girls, I love them to bits & hope they continue to be the way they are & don't get in with the wrong crowd. I can't see it happening but you just don't know. When you hold your baby in your arms for the first time you see them following all the rites of passage, but it only takes a person or few to take your child along the wrong path. The girls are being brought up differently, we are Christians and are bringing the girls up to follow in the steps of Jesus rather than those of bad influence. It's their own choice now they are older, and they choose to follow the Christian pathway.
My eldest daughter, Jenny, who's pregnant with my grandaughter, is having a real bad time. I do so feel for her. I just can't do as much for her as I did when she was having the boys due to this blasted illness, I feel so guilty, but she's got her husband this time - before she was a single parent. She saw a consultant a few days ago and she's got SPD (Supra-Pubic Dysplasia) which I where the hormones affect the joints in the pelvis and they are over-mobile. It's very painful. She's been given stronger pain killers, the risk to the baby being less than her need for pain relief. She's not allowed to go beyond 38 weeks or she'll be induced. She was hoping for a home birth like she had for the boys, but her & her baby's well-being being important. I can do nothing but support her & advise her but it's her husband's resposibility to nurture her - he made her pregnant..
Right, now let's get to the scrapbooking bit. My DH had a carpenter friend to measure up to put masses of shelves in my little scrap room (it's actually the 4th bedroom) so I can get everything tidied up, like getting my albums upright rather than flat & see-through boxes for all my bits & bobs. It's gonna look fab once it's done.
My aim-for-the-weekend is to do my September & October Scrapaholic layouts. I'll post them on here once I've done them. My pictures seem to be a bit out-of-date. I'll sort them out & put some wedding photos up.
I'm also starting my album of the baby's first year, with photos of Jenny & Carl caressing 'the bump' and a lovely one of Callum (7) cuddling up to the bump. My little grandson, Liam 5, won't touch it. :( I'm using Psalm 139 as an introduction. It's a lovely verse.
I bought a couple of albums from 'Papermill' in Street (Somerset). I had that many loose layouts. I totally filled both with loads left over! I have another album which is 'Life's Journey' that I'm going to use for my book of me. I have some layouts that I've already done that I can use for my B.O.M. I'm not good at photos of me (except when I was a baby), especially nowadays as I resemble Mr Blobby due to the excessive weight gain caused by my medication. I did have some taken at the weekend with 'my boys' - they're not too bad. I don't think I'm the only one who hates photos of themselves. I wanted to do a B.O.M so that my children can see how my life went etc. I think I'll leave out the skeletons!LOL
I think that's all for now. Bye Bye!
Saturday 1 September 2007
Sunday 1st September
I can't believe it's September already!!! My DD11 starts secondary school this week -- it doesn't seem that long ago that I held her in my arms for the first time... She's been a little touchy over the summer hols, but I can remember how I felt when I first went into secondary school & we didn't have the 'nurturing' that they have now. Year 7's going to start a day before the rest of the school so they can get accustomed to the layout of the school & sort out timetables etc. They also have a 'buddy' system - I think it's linking the pupil with a senior pupil for reassurance etc when they first start. It's a Catholic Secondary so I feel reassuredthat my daughter will be cared for.... but it won't stop me worrying all the same.
My DD9 -- aka 'my baby' -- goes into year 5, which is also a shock at how quickly she's zoomed through Primary School. She can't wait to go back to school. She has a man teacher this year, he's very nice apparently, and also she can't wait to see her 'boyfriend' Joseph (she goes all coy when you mention his name!!!!)
I was so disappoited today. I was supposed to go to an all-day scrapbooking crop run by my friend. But I had such a bad night that I couldn't even think of going. When I phoned her she sounded really disappointed & said something about everyone dropping like flies............ I feel really guilty now. I hope some people went or she'd be out of pocket or will have to call it off. I'll text her later. If push comes to shove I'll pay her the day cost.
This illness is beginning to control my life completely again. The pain cannot be controlled by any means, I was told by my [lovely] GP to take as much Oromorph as I need to. My pupils don't reflect exactly how much Morphine I'm actually having, apparently.
I've been trolling my way through my kits. I'm that behind. I still have some papers from March!! I've started subscribing to 'ScrapJammies'. They are brilliant as the bags contain all the pieces of card/paperstock that you need to make the double layouts. I also subscribe to 'Back porch memoies' which are similar in the way they contain individual kits but they are not specific to a particular layout, although they have a newsletter & gallery for ideas. I used to subscribe to 'scrapbook stand' but they seem to have evaporated into thin air & you can't log on to the website anymore, which is a bit of a whammy as I liked their forum. I had a 'rogue' kit turn up, from 'the little red scrapbook co.'. I don't remember ordering the kit, but the way my memory is at the moment....!! I'll just have to see if I get one this month. It was a good kit---- Cosmo Cricket. Yummy!
My DD9 -- aka 'my baby' -- goes into year 5, which is also a shock at how quickly she's zoomed through Primary School. She can't wait to go back to school. She has a man teacher this year, he's very nice apparently, and also she can't wait to see her 'boyfriend' Joseph (she goes all coy when you mention his name!!!!)
I was so disappoited today. I was supposed to go to an all-day scrapbooking crop run by my friend. But I had such a bad night that I couldn't even think of going. When I phoned her she sounded really disappointed & said something about everyone dropping like flies............ I feel really guilty now. I hope some people went or she'd be out of pocket or will have to call it off. I'll text her later. If push comes to shove I'll pay her the day cost.
This illness is beginning to control my life completely again. The pain cannot be controlled by any means, I was told by my [lovely] GP to take as much Oromorph as I need to. My pupils don't reflect exactly how much Morphine I'm actually having, apparently.
I've been trolling my way through my kits. I'm that behind. I still have some papers from March!! I've started subscribing to 'ScrapJammies'. They are brilliant as the bags contain all the pieces of card/paperstock that you need to make the double layouts. I also subscribe to 'Back porch memoies' which are similar in the way they contain individual kits but they are not specific to a particular layout, although they have a newsletter & gallery for ideas. I used to subscribe to 'scrapbook stand' but they seem to have evaporated into thin air & you can't log on to the website anymore, which is a bit of a whammy as I liked their forum. I had a 'rogue' kit turn up, from 'the little red scrapbook co.'. I don't remember ordering the kit, but the way my memory is at the moment....!! I'll just have to see if I get one this month. It was a good kit---- Cosmo Cricket. Yummy!
Thursday 23 August 2007
Thursday 23rd August
Phew! It's raining again! I can't get my holiday washing dry, I hate having it hanging around :( They forecast a warmer weekend, I hope it is as this damp weather plays havoc with my joints.
I'm still in the process in sorting my stash out & putting it in my 'scraproom'. I can sort it but it has to stay on the dining room table as most of the stuff rescued from Alice's flood has been dumped in my scrap room. I'm not complaining as it had to go somewhere, but I need to get the computer monitor off my cropping table so that I can do the challenge & Scrapaholic leader layouts. I feel almost bereft with not having scrapped for 3 weeks!
I had my [usual] on-line Basic Grey newsletter. They've brought out a couple of new collections. I quite like the 'Inspire'. At the moment I'm looking out baby girl & BOM (Book of Me) type papers.
When we were on holiday we visited Street. It's a Shopping Village based around Clarks shoes - you can get kids shoes for a fraction of the price. I managed to get some school shoes for the girls, which is brilliant since I'm only on benefits every penny counts. Even Geoff got a pair & my mum, I was the only one who didn't :{ BUT I made up for that in 'The Paper Mill Shop' and 'The Works'. WOW! What bargains! I managed to get a baby girl album with papers, ribbons & embellishments for £9.99! I also got a 12x12" album for my BOM ( I wished I'd got the BOM version of the baby girl album set when I saw it). The Papermill shop had loads of Papermania stuff at really good prices. Most of the shops in Street Centre are wholesale prices -- I got some lovely knicks in M&S! The best shop ever is ---------- The Cadbury Chocolate Shop!!!!!!!!!! You can get bags of 'mis-shapes', Roses & other chocolates in bags rather than boxes. Believe-you-me, you can get carried away!!! ROFL
Bang goes my diet!
I have just received my 'Scrapbook Inspirations' mag. I subscribe to this one as it's the best. I've been 'published' in this mag a couple of times. This month they're calling for Wintery layouts. I've got a few good ones, especially those with the photos taken on top of the Cairngorms in the snowstorm in 2002. It makes you feel like the cats pyjamas when you see one of your layouts in print.
I use the magazines for inspiration when I lose my mojo (which is frequent nowadays), and I have the latest magazines on the table when I run my class.
The other thing I do if I lose my mojo is to use sketches. I think I've mentioned this before, but I still use them. There are good websites out there -- I use 'pencillines.com'.
So, now I've talked about it, I'd better go & do it!!
Take care!
I'm still in the process in sorting my stash out & putting it in my 'scraproom'. I can sort it but it has to stay on the dining room table as most of the stuff rescued from Alice's flood has been dumped in my scrap room. I'm not complaining as it had to go somewhere, but I need to get the computer monitor off my cropping table so that I can do the challenge & Scrapaholic leader layouts. I feel almost bereft with not having scrapped for 3 weeks!
I had my [usual] on-line Basic Grey newsletter. They've brought out a couple of new collections. I quite like the 'Inspire'. At the moment I'm looking out baby girl & BOM (Book of Me) type papers.
When we were on holiday we visited Street. It's a Shopping Village based around Clarks shoes - you can get kids shoes for a fraction of the price. I managed to get some school shoes for the girls, which is brilliant since I'm only on benefits every penny counts. Even Geoff got a pair & my mum, I was the only one who didn't :{ BUT I made up for that in 'The Paper Mill Shop' and 'The Works'. WOW! What bargains! I managed to get a baby girl album with papers, ribbons & embellishments for £9.99! I also got a 12x12" album for my BOM ( I wished I'd got the BOM version of the baby girl album set when I saw it). The Papermill shop had loads of Papermania stuff at really good prices. Most of the shops in Street Centre are wholesale prices -- I got some lovely knicks in M&S! The best shop ever is ---------- The Cadbury Chocolate Shop!!!!!!!!!! You can get bags of 'mis-shapes', Roses & other chocolates in bags rather than boxes. Believe-you-me, you can get carried away!!! ROFL
Bang goes my diet!
I have just received my 'Scrapbook Inspirations' mag. I subscribe to this one as it's the best. I've been 'published' in this mag a couple of times. This month they're calling for Wintery layouts. I've got a few good ones, especially those with the photos taken on top of the Cairngorms in the snowstorm in 2002. It makes you feel like the cats pyjamas when you see one of your layouts in print.
I use the magazines for inspiration when I lose my mojo (which is frequent nowadays), and I have the latest magazines on the table when I run my class.
The other thing I do if I lose my mojo is to use sketches. I think I've mentioned this before, but I still use them. There are good websites out there -- I use 'pencillines.com'.
So, now I've talked about it, I'd better go & do it!!
Take care!
Tuesday 21 August 2007
Tuesday 21st August
Hi all! We're back from holiday & I've just about got over it!
The journey back was a bit of a pain - we sat motion-less just before Stonehenge for an hour. No traffic movement either way so we turned round & went cross-country 'til we re-joined the A303 Salisbury way. The annoying thing was that there was no traffic news at all on the radio. When we went out during the week it was on every hour, but when we needed it????? We're still in the dark about what it was about ---- any idea Paul?
New Wine was fantastic! This was our 12th year of attending and it still comes up trumps!
Paul & Pat were there, supporting me & the family. I was over the moon to see Pat - she kept that one quiet! I actually accepted prayer!!! Yes, I know Paul! It was awesome that we were prayed for, and blessed, as a family, including my mum (I wasn't sure she would accept that but she was all for it. It just felt so right. Pat annointed me & asked the Lord to look over me as I struggle with my illnesses and for the family as they have to see me in the way I am, especially when I'm locked up in pain, and for Geoff as he becomes my carer.
Mum was in a dilemma about why God heals some & not others, and why I have been 'given' these illnesses (and continues to add to the syndrome) when I've devoted my life to others & have taken on extra training for the benefit of others. She attended a set of seminars that looked into aspects of Christianity. She brought up this feeling she had about healing so she led that session (my mum???). She sat in the evening worship sessions in awe of the manifestations of the Holy Spirit in some. You could see in her face how she was feeling ---- why???? There's no answer to that question. The Holy Spirit manifests itself in different ways in different people. I always / often feel a sense of peace. I doubt those who shout & screem at the top of their voices--- I just think they'll end up with sore throats, that's all --- I have giggled & shaken in the past. My DH, when he first became a Christian, used to crash out flat "God Smacked". I know for a fact that he would never have put it on, I know him too well. I used to think he got a double-dose as I never received any "blessing" but those who know me say I'm stubborn.........
Anyway, Mum says she had a wonderful time both at the New Wine week & the holiday week visiting places in Somerset.
I haven't got my photos off my camera yet, but I'll post some on here asap.
Typically, when we were away, we had a burst water pipe just above Alice's bedroom. Fortunately my eldest daughter & my Son-in-Law were on their daily 'pet' visit and discovered the water cascading through the ceiling lighting fitting! :0 My DH's friend came asap & [eventually] found the stop-cock; then our friend, a plumber, came immediately & sorted out the problem, something to do with the hot-water system. The carpet was wrecked and a lot of the stuff in the room was soaked. The buildings insurance are covering the hole in the ceiling in the bedroom as well as the stain on the ceiling in the dining room; contents are covering for the carpet (now dumped outside as it, apparently, stunk the house out, but you can see a vivid stain on the floorboards).
The dog was okay. She had a lovely time with my church friend & her husband, and they loved having her as they loved her character. She didn't let me down. Bless her for that.
The journey back was a bit of a pain - we sat motion-less just before Stonehenge for an hour. No traffic movement either way so we turned round & went cross-country 'til we re-joined the A303 Salisbury way. The annoying thing was that there was no traffic news at all on the radio. When we went out during the week it was on every hour, but when we needed it????? We're still in the dark about what it was about ---- any idea Paul?
New Wine was fantastic! This was our 12th year of attending and it still comes up trumps!
Paul & Pat were there, supporting me & the family. I was over the moon to see Pat - she kept that one quiet! I actually accepted prayer!!! Yes, I know Paul! It was awesome that we were prayed for, and blessed, as a family, including my mum (I wasn't sure she would accept that but she was all for it. It just felt so right. Pat annointed me & asked the Lord to look over me as I struggle with my illnesses and for the family as they have to see me in the way I am, especially when I'm locked up in pain, and for Geoff as he becomes my carer.
Mum was in a dilemma about why God heals some & not others, and why I have been 'given' these illnesses (and continues to add to the syndrome) when I've devoted my life to others & have taken on extra training for the benefit of others. She attended a set of seminars that looked into aspects of Christianity. She brought up this feeling she had about healing so she led that session (my mum???). She sat in the evening worship sessions in awe of the manifestations of the Holy Spirit in some. You could see in her face how she was feeling ---- why???? There's no answer to that question. The Holy Spirit manifests itself in different ways in different people. I always / often feel a sense of peace. I doubt those who shout & screem at the top of their voices--- I just think they'll end up with sore throats, that's all --- I have giggled & shaken in the past. My DH, when he first became a Christian, used to crash out flat "God Smacked". I know for a fact that he would never have put it on, I know him too well. I used to think he got a double-dose as I never received any "blessing" but those who know me say I'm stubborn.........
Anyway, Mum says she had a wonderful time both at the New Wine week & the holiday week visiting places in Somerset.
I haven't got my photos off my camera yet, but I'll post some on here asap.
Typically, when we were away, we had a burst water pipe just above Alice's bedroom. Fortunately my eldest daughter & my Son-in-Law were on their daily 'pet' visit and discovered the water cascading through the ceiling lighting fitting! :0 My DH's friend came asap & [eventually] found the stop-cock; then our friend, a plumber, came immediately & sorted out the problem, something to do with the hot-water system. The carpet was wrecked and a lot of the stuff in the room was soaked. The buildings insurance are covering the hole in the ceiling in the bedroom as well as the stain on the ceiling in the dining room; contents are covering for the carpet (now dumped outside as it, apparently, stunk the house out, but you can see a vivid stain on the floorboards).
The dog was okay. She had a lovely time with my church friend & her husband, and they loved having her as they loved her character. She didn't let me down. Bless her for that.
Monday 9 July 2007
Sorry I haven't 'blogged' for so long, but, what with the wedding and getting over it, I haven't had the energy.
The wedding went really well - she looked so beautiful, it was as though she was a different girl. I was dead proud of her and my heart went out to Geoff as he proudly walked hid daughter down the aisle, the look on his face was one to treasure. The service went according to plan. The church was packed out, which amazed Jenny. The boys sat mesmorised throughout the service, they were dressed up in little suits, a mini version of the adults with eton collars & tail coats, someone said they reminded them of 'Little Ant & Dec'!! Anyway, nana was very proud of them. When I went to my seat in the pew once I'd seen Jen arrive, a little voice shouted at the top of his voice "that's my Nana!!"
The wedding breakfast went as planned. The only 'complaint' was that the portions were on the small side (which I am dealing with). The speeches were
really good, especially Geoff's (with jokes intersperst (sp?)). I was proud of him.
(July 11th 2007) My illness has sparked off again, especially with the pain. My spine goes into spasm which goes into my hips, pelvis & goes down the front of my legs. It's absolutely excruciating, I can barely walk & I have to scream to move myself. My pain killers don't help :( . I'm off to see my GP at 1200 today, on the end of the clinic, I don't think I could cope with another day with this pain. For you ladies, it's worse than labour pain but it's similar in the way it comes on & off.
I'm also having problems with my chest again. I get breathless. I have to use my Oxygen again :(
I find it hard to sit at the computer because of the pain, I have a spasm coming on. Gotta go sorry.
The wedding went really well - she looked so beautiful, it was as though she was a different girl. I was dead proud of her and my heart went out to Geoff as he proudly walked hid daughter down the aisle, the look on his face was one to treasure. The service went according to plan. The church was packed out, which amazed Jenny. The boys sat mesmorised throughout the service, they were dressed up in little suits, a mini version of the adults with eton collars & tail coats, someone said they reminded them of 'Little Ant & Dec'!! Anyway, nana was very proud of them. When I went to my seat in the pew once I'd seen Jen arrive, a little voice shouted at the top of his voice "that's my Nana!!"
The wedding breakfast went as planned. The only 'complaint' was that the portions were on the small side (which I am dealing with). The speeches were
really good, especially Geoff's (with jokes intersperst (sp?)). I was proud of him.
(July 11th 2007) My illness has sparked off again, especially with the pain. My spine goes into spasm which goes into my hips, pelvis & goes down the front of my legs. It's absolutely excruciating, I can barely walk & I have to scream to move myself. My pain killers don't help :( . I'm off to see my GP at 1200 today, on the end of the clinic, I don't think I could cope with another day with this pain. For you ladies, it's worse than labour pain but it's similar in the way it comes on & off.
I'm also having problems with my chest again. I get breathless. I have to use my Oxygen again :(
I find it hard to sit at the computer because of the pain, I have a spasm coming on. Gotta go sorry.
Friday 29 June 2007
OMG! We're going to start growing webbed feet with this rain! The shower we had this morning was more typical of a tropical shower (less the hot sun between). It's a shame if we get heavy rain tomorrow when my dear daughter marries Carl. Let's pray that the rain eases off so that they get some photos outside the church. I'll appreciate it if you could all offer up a prayer for dry weather during the wedding. Thank you.
I'm spending the day breaking in my new bra!!!!!!!! LOL It's one with silicone straps (my dress has string straps and I can't go without a bra for two reasons, one being that the fabric is sheer & a little bit see-through & the other being personal....).
Everything is in place now. I spent yesterday sharpening crayons & putting them in pots for the kiddies so they don't get bored. I also made up the cardboard stands that hold the disposable cameras so that my friend Jeanette just needs to put them on each table. I counted out all the 'favours' for each table M / F. I had one spare! Geoff said I hadn't made enough.
Jenny & her friend Tasha (chief bridesmaid) are staying here tonight, as she decided that she would prefer to go from our house. We've got our nail appointment at 4pm, rehearsal at 6pm & me, Geoff & the girls are going to a music evening at our church; the 'girls' can have some time on their own. Hair for me & my girls tomorrow at 9.30am, Jen's already had hers restyled & didn't want it done on the day as it goes fluffy.
The time has gone so quick. There's been so much hassle & arguements (what's new) and I've seen both sides of personalities.....
I'm just going to enjoy the day ----- it's cost enough & I'm certainly not going to have my day ruined...
I won't be posting tomorrow - maybe next week, to let you know how it went.
Keep praying for that rain to go north, perleeze......
I'm spending the day breaking in my new bra!!!!!!!! LOL It's one with silicone straps (my dress has string straps and I can't go without a bra for two reasons, one being that the fabric is sheer & a little bit see-through & the other being personal....).
Everything is in place now. I spent yesterday sharpening crayons & putting them in pots for the kiddies so they don't get bored. I also made up the cardboard stands that hold the disposable cameras so that my friend Jeanette just needs to put them on each table. I counted out all the 'favours' for each table M / F. I had one spare! Geoff said I hadn't made enough.
Jenny & her friend Tasha (chief bridesmaid) are staying here tonight, as she decided that she would prefer to go from our house. We've got our nail appointment at 4pm, rehearsal at 6pm & me, Geoff & the girls are going to a music evening at our church; the 'girls' can have some time on their own. Hair for me & my girls tomorrow at 9.30am, Jen's already had hers restyled & didn't want it done on the day as it goes fluffy.
The time has gone so quick. There's been so much hassle & arguements (what's new) and I've seen both sides of personalities.....
I'm just going to enjoy the day ----- it's cost enough & I'm certainly not going to have my day ruined...
I won't be posting tomorrow - maybe next week, to let you know how it went.
Keep praying for that rain to go north, perleeze......
Sunday 24 June 2007
I'm happy to say that our computer problems seem to be in the distant past, thank the lord. You don't realise how much you rely on them 'til they go wrong. Fingers crossed that we stay on-line from now on.
I had the most wonderful evening last Thursday, my scrapaholics club night. I really found myself back to my almost previous self. We had such a laugh. I had such good, positive, feedback from one of my members, and a good friend; she said they had such a good evening. That made me feel so good. It was just what I needed. Thanks hun!
This week is the beginning of the countdown to Jen's wedding on Saturday. This week is going to be so busy - I don't know whether I'll get to blog, we'll see.
Geoff's having a slower week as well, so we can deal with the final payments etc.
I had a check of the girls in their bridesmaids dresses, shoes etc. Elizabeth's is perfect, but Alice has grown 'up top' and she doesn't have a lot of free movement under the arms. She says it's fine & comfortable. I've been on the BHS web-site & that particular model is out-of-stock. So I'll have to believe Alice & not be a worrisome mother! I could increase by 1/2" by moving 2 buttons over, but is that really worthwhile?
I'm going to try on my outfit tomorrow when Geoff's out (again). I don't want him to see me in my 'Trinny & Suzannah' figure controlling knickers. I've been trying so hard to lose weight but my scales seem to have stuck. You'd think I'd lose pounds after all I've been doing, like painting Elizabeth's room & transferring all her toys & books upstairs - I know I shouldn't have done it but it doesn't do itself & I so wanted it finished before she came back from her school holiday, and I/we did. She thought it was the bees knees.
The weather for June is a bit of a wash out. Where's the 'flaming'? I just hope & pray that the weather picks up for Saturday.
Take care now, all!!!
I had the most wonderful evening last Thursday, my scrapaholics club night. I really found myself back to my almost previous self. We had such a laugh. I had such good, positive, feedback from one of my members, and a good friend; she said they had such a good evening. That made me feel so good. It was just what I needed. Thanks hun!
This week is the beginning of the countdown to Jen's wedding on Saturday. This week is going to be so busy - I don't know whether I'll get to blog, we'll see.
Geoff's having a slower week as well, so we can deal with the final payments etc.
I had a check of the girls in their bridesmaids dresses, shoes etc. Elizabeth's is perfect, but Alice has grown 'up top' and she doesn't have a lot of free movement under the arms. She says it's fine & comfortable. I've been on the BHS web-site & that particular model is out-of-stock. So I'll have to believe Alice & not be a worrisome mother! I could increase by 1/2" by moving 2 buttons over, but is that really worthwhile?
I'm going to try on my outfit tomorrow when Geoff's out (again). I don't want him to see me in my 'Trinny & Suzannah' figure controlling knickers. I've been trying so hard to lose weight but my scales seem to have stuck. You'd think I'd lose pounds after all I've been doing, like painting Elizabeth's room & transferring all her toys & books upstairs - I know I shouldn't have done it but it doesn't do itself & I so wanted it finished before she came back from her school holiday, and I/we did. She thought it was the bees knees.
The weather for June is a bit of a wash out. Where's the 'flaming'? I just hope & pray that the weather picks up for Saturday.
Take care now, all!!!
Monday 18 June 2007
First of all, sorry to my blogger readers for my lack of posts recently, but we've had problems with the computer. I can only get through online through the laptop. When we've totted up the total cost of Jenny's wedding, we'll see if we have any left over cash (ha ha ha) to buy a new one. I find laptops easier, so we may just go for another laptop (this one I'm using now is Geoff's business one).
The thing that has kept me away from the computer apart from that is the preparation for the wedding & getting financial issues dealt with. I think I said before that she just went & booked the most expensive place to have a reception, without even thinking of how it was going to be paid for (Jen doesn't work now & Carl is 'between jobs' working in our local chippy). Geoff & I sought financial advice. We changed our mortgage type & we borrowed another £10,000 on top as a separate loan which we can pay off sooner, once we have more income (another hysterical laugh comes from Gill ha ha ha).
I have now made the wedding 'favours' - thanks to the Italians for that one - I made 80 of them. I have also made a guest book for all the wedding guests to sign as a memory of the day. I have also started a 12x12" album of the wedding for them. I have done a page all about trying on dresses; then I'll do one about nails & hair & preparation in the morning of the wedding. My aim isn't to take photos that the prof photographer takes but to take more informal pictures. What I've started to do is make the pages without the photos, using either a 7x5 or 6x4" card template. To a certain extent I can get quite a lot of the album done. I don't want to still be making it a year after the event!
My illness has calmed down a bit (please God it stays that way over the wedding week). I had problems with my back having decorated Elizabeth's bedroom while she was away with the school for a week. I wanted to get it all done as a suprise when she came home -- and we did!
My illness always eases when it's warm & sunny, as it's a Rheumatic disease, but we've got heavy rain heading our way....
I can't think of anything else to say ---- except Rosie (our westie) is now 4 years old! The time has flown past, it doesn't seem that long since she was a weeny pup. It's like kids - you turn your back & they're all growed up (she says with a tear in her eye). Elizabeth was 11 at the turn of the month & she's off to secondary school in September (we got her into the R/C secondary school which is very nearby). She's been to visit but she's also been having classes there as her level is too high for primary school, and she really likes it. Let's hope it stays that way.
Farewell for now!!!!!
The thing that has kept me away from the computer apart from that is the preparation for the wedding & getting financial issues dealt with. I think I said before that she just went & booked the most expensive place to have a reception, without even thinking of how it was going to be paid for (Jen doesn't work now & Carl is 'between jobs' working in our local chippy). Geoff & I sought financial advice. We changed our mortgage type & we borrowed another £10,000 on top as a separate loan which we can pay off sooner, once we have more income (another hysterical laugh comes from Gill ha ha ha).
I have now made the wedding 'favours' - thanks to the Italians for that one - I made 80 of them. I have also made a guest book for all the wedding guests to sign as a memory of the day. I have also started a 12x12" album of the wedding for them. I have done a page all about trying on dresses; then I'll do one about nails & hair & preparation in the morning of the wedding. My aim isn't to take photos that the prof photographer takes but to take more informal pictures. What I've started to do is make the pages without the photos, using either a 7x5 or 6x4" card template. To a certain extent I can get quite a lot of the album done. I don't want to still be making it a year after the event!
My illness has calmed down a bit (please God it stays that way over the wedding week). I had problems with my back having decorated Elizabeth's bedroom while she was away with the school for a week. I wanted to get it all done as a suprise when she came home -- and we did!
My illness always eases when it's warm & sunny, as it's a Rheumatic disease, but we've got heavy rain heading our way....
I can't think of anything else to say ---- except Rosie (our westie) is now 4 years old! The time has flown past, it doesn't seem that long since she was a weeny pup. It's like kids - you turn your back & they're all growed up (she says with a tear in her eye). Elizabeth was 11 at the turn of the month & she's off to secondary school in September (we got her into the R/C secondary school which is very nearby). She's been to visit but she's also been having classes there as her level is too high for primary school, and she really likes it. Let's hope it stays that way.
Farewell for now!!!!!
Friday 18 May 2007
Okay, sorry & all that but my computer has gone beely-up so I've got all behind with my blog. Be patient with me. I shall transfer my blog details over to the laptop. B**** computers... they're like men -- all moody & unpredictable...(!!)
I'm off for the day at a crop with a friend tomorrow. It's being run by Scrapaholics. We're doing a couple of the classes and the rest of the time will be spent doing free-scrap & nattering (not necesarily in that order lol!). So, today I shall be making up kits ready for the free-crop.
I've still got bits & bobs to do for Jen's wedding. I've made up 30 'favours' so far (need 80) - keep going Gill! I haven't got my outfit yet, but having said that, we found a lovely [unworn] pair of shoes with a matching [unused] handbag. I can get the shoes on but my ankles are so puffy with fluid the oedema goes thru the decorative 'lace work'. I must get this oedema sorted out. I have seen a lovely outfit in BHS & it's on their website so I think I'll order it. I have tried on the skirt but the top was too tight & showed all my 'lumps & bumps' and they didn't have the next size up. The colours were so me. There's a light jacket that goes with the outfit. Next comes the hat...................................
Jeanette (friend) came yesterday. She's doing our flowers for us. She is just so talented it's amazing. They're all sorted, chosen, and in Jeanette's capable hands. Another job done. We're getting there -- gradually.
We have taken a loan out on our mortgage. We just don't have the free cash to do such a fancy wedding so that was the only option. We changed our mortgage for a better deal & the building Society wavered the transfer charge as we are such loyal customers. As we have an endowment policy which is bang-on target; our mortgage is due to mature in 10 years so we'll just have the loan to pay off. We can pay off the loan without having to pay a charge, so if we get more solvent(!) we can pay it off without affecting our mortgage. I just hope that Jenny & Carl appreciate all this.....
Anyway, that went without any problems (touching wood) so I'll say 'bye for now'!
I'm off for the day at a crop with a friend tomorrow. It's being run by Scrapaholics. We're doing a couple of the classes and the rest of the time will be spent doing free-scrap & nattering (not necesarily in that order lol!). So, today I shall be making up kits ready for the free-crop.
I've still got bits & bobs to do for Jen's wedding. I've made up 30 'favours' so far (need 80) - keep going Gill! I haven't got my outfit yet, but having said that, we found a lovely [unworn] pair of shoes with a matching [unused] handbag. I can get the shoes on but my ankles are so puffy with fluid the oedema goes thru the decorative 'lace work'. I must get this oedema sorted out. I have seen a lovely outfit in BHS & it's on their website so I think I'll order it. I have tried on the skirt but the top was too tight & showed all my 'lumps & bumps' and they didn't have the next size up. The colours were so me. There's a light jacket that goes with the outfit. Next comes the hat...................................
Jeanette (friend) came yesterday. She's doing our flowers for us. She is just so talented it's amazing. They're all sorted, chosen, and in Jeanette's capable hands. Another job done. We're getting there -- gradually.
We have taken a loan out on our mortgage. We just don't have the free cash to do such a fancy wedding so that was the only option. We changed our mortgage for a better deal & the building Society wavered the transfer charge as we are such loyal customers. As we have an endowment policy which is bang-on target; our mortgage is due to mature in 10 years so we'll just have the loan to pay off. We can pay off the loan without having to pay a charge, so if we get more solvent(!) we can pay it off without affecting our mortgage. I just hope that Jenny & Carl appreciate all this.....
Anyway, that went without any problems (touching wood) so I'll say 'bye for now'!
Thursday 19 April 2007
OMG! This computer is so slow I could run faster than it can! And that's with my painful chest where I'm needing to have oxygen again :( to relieve the cough & breathlessness. This means that I'm going to have to have oxygen in Scotland -- & there was me thinking I'd got off it after I hadn't had any for 10 days.I have managed to kick off 3 of my Gabapentin doses so I now only have 3 a day as opposed to 6. They are the ones that have the side-effect of weight gain, I think it's the gabapentin that's caused me to put on a stone & a half in weight in 6 months.The less weight I'm carrying, the better it is for me. & I suffer less pain etc. Hopefully the pure Scottish air will do my poorly chest a bit of good . We're up in the Cairngorms near to Balmoral - the walk around Balmoral is so refreshing (it might be exhausting for Geoff pushing me in the wheelchair...). At least we have my Disabled Parking Badge which is okay to use in Scotland, we can now park nearby to a venue etc.
I can't get the suitcase down yet as Rosie gets paranoid when she seesit and looks at mt with her woebegone face as if to say 'don't leave me mummy'. so packing happens the day before we go.
Geoff managed to get through to Gatwick Airport yesterday and he's organised for us (me & mum) to have transport within the airport - I'd never get to the departure gate otherwise. It's sorted at Aberdeen too & on the return journey. That will certainly make my life more comfortable. We also have a wheelchair hire organised for the week, hired from the Red Cross.
We're going up to Lakeside shopping centre on Saturday vto collect Alice's bridesmaid's dress, exchange Kelly's dress for a larger size, hunt down bridesmaid's headgear & possibly the shoes, and we're looking around for my 'mother-of-the-bride outfit (and, no, I'm not wearing a hat). I belong to 'Shopmobility' and I rang earlier in the week and have managed to bag the motorised scooter. It saves on the poor old boy having to push me around. So, I'm really looking forward to going.
I'm having my club night tonight. It's quite a simple technique, but it's effective. I have slowed down on my layout turnover this month as I haven't been too good illness-wise. Monday I felt so ill I didn't know what to do with myself. Jenny's partner, Carl, was working on his car on our driveway and he came upstairs to see if I wanted anything. Apparently he took ojust wanted a cuddle for reassurance.ne look at me & phoned Jen to get up here asap. Bless him. I just felt like I couldn't hold my head up nor keep my eyes open.I feel a bit better now but I still have a pain in my chest and this irritating revolting cough. The pain levels have gone up and my mobility has gone right down.When people try to advise me haven't got a clue at just how debilitating Fibromyalgia is. I can't just 'take a walk round the block with the dog'I've found out who to ignore and to tell people how I'm feeling rather than just saying I'm okay. I've had someone say to me that I can't be that bad if I scrapbook!!
I think that's all for now...
Bye Bye!!
I can't get the suitcase down yet as Rosie gets paranoid when she seesit and looks at mt with her woebegone face as if to say 'don't leave me mummy'. so packing happens the day before we go.
Geoff managed to get through to Gatwick Airport yesterday and he's organised for us (me & mum) to have transport within the airport - I'd never get to the departure gate otherwise. It's sorted at Aberdeen too & on the return journey. That will certainly make my life more comfortable. We also have a wheelchair hire organised for the week, hired from the Red Cross.
We're going up to Lakeside shopping centre on Saturday vto collect Alice's bridesmaid's dress, exchange Kelly's dress for a larger size, hunt down bridesmaid's headgear & possibly the shoes, and we're looking around for my 'mother-of-the-bride outfit (and, no, I'm not wearing a hat). I belong to 'Shopmobility' and I rang earlier in the week and have managed to bag the motorised scooter. It saves on the poor old boy having to push me around. So, I'm really looking forward to going.
I'm having my club night tonight. It's quite a simple technique, but it's effective. I have slowed down on my layout turnover this month as I haven't been too good illness-wise. Monday I felt so ill I didn't know what to do with myself. Jenny's partner, Carl, was working on his car on our driveway and he came upstairs to see if I wanted anything. Apparently he took ojust wanted a cuddle for reassurance.ne look at me & phoned Jen to get up here asap. Bless him. I just felt like I couldn't hold my head up nor keep my eyes open.I feel a bit better now but I still have a pain in my chest and this irritating revolting cough. The pain levels have gone up and my mobility has gone right down.When people try to advise me haven't got a clue at just how debilitating Fibromyalgia is. I can't just 'take a walk round the block with the dog'I've found out who to ignore and to tell people how I'm feeling rather than just saying I'm okay. I've had someone say to me that I can't be that bad if I scrapbook!!
I think that's all for now...
Bye Bye!!
Tuesday 10 April 2007
Sunny Tuesday
It's been a simply beautiful Easter weather-wise. We went to Hever Castle yesterday. It's so near, just about 20 minutes' drive away, but we don't appreciate it. I took masses of photos with my new camera, including 'moving water' for the photography challenge on UK scrappers forum, but I think I might have missed the deadline. Oh, well, it was a good experience. O
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
Sunny Tuesday
It's been a simply beautiful Easter weather-wise. We went to Hever Castle yesterday. It's so near, just about 20 minutes' drive away, but we don't appreciate it. I took masses of photos with my new camera, including 'moving water' for the photography challenge on UK scrappers forum, but I think I might have missed the deadline. Oh, well, it was a good experience. O
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
Sunny Tuesday
It's been a simply beautiful Easter weather-wise. We went to Hever Castle yesterday. It's so near, just about 20 minutes' drive away, but we don't appreciate it. I took masses of photos with my new camera, including 'moving water' for the photography challenge on UK scrappers forum, but I think I might have missed the deadline. Oh, well, it was a good experience. O
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
Sunny Tuesday
It's been a simply beautiful Easter weather-wise. We went to Hever Castle yesterday. It's so near, just about 20 minutes' drive away, but we don't appreciate it. I took masses of photos with my new camera, including 'moving water' for the photography challenge on UK scrappers forum, but I think I might have missed the deadline. Oh, well, it was a good experience. O
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
Sunny Tuesday
It's been a simply beautiful Easter weather-wise. We went to Hever Castle yesterday. It's so near, just about 20 minutes' drive away, but we don't appreciate it. I took masses of photos with my new camera, including 'moving water' for the photography challenge on UK scrappers forum, but I think I might have missed the deadline. Oh, well, it was a good experience. O
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
Sunny Tuesday
It's been a simply beautiful Easter weather-wise. We went to Hever Castle yesterday. It's so near, just about 20 minutes' drive away, but we don't appreciate it. I took masses of photos with my new camera, including 'moving water' for the photography challenge on UK scrappers forum, but I think I might have missed the deadline. Oh, well, it was a good experience. O
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
Sunny Tuesday
It's been a simply beautiful Easter weather-wise. We went to Hever Castle yesterday. It's so near, just about 20 minutes' drive away, but we don't appreciate it. I took masses of photos with my new camera, including 'moving water' for the photography challenge on UK scrappers forum, but I think I might have missed the deadline. Oh, well, it was a good experience. O
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
My mum has been in a dreadful state all over the Easter weekend. On Friday, when she was coming home from her [voluntary] shift at the Hospice, she saw this cyclist weaving in & out of traffic & then peddling very fast in the middle of the road. Well, mum had to get to the right lane in the road, went round him but he didn't look & pulled out again & clipped my mum's car & came off. He got straight up again & was shouting about drivers & bikes, no injuries. Mum offered her details but he was too busy ranting with the people in the car behind mum. She was so upsdidn't sleep Friday night & then, when she came up on Saturday, she said that I 'wouldn't want to know her after what she'd done'. Even though the guy refused mum's details, I suggested she went / phoned the police just to inform them. They suggested that she took her documents in just to be sure. Then yesterday she found a 'compliments' slip through her door from the police saying that her details had been passed to the cyclist & the cyclist's details were on this slip too. I rang her on my mobile yesterday while I was waiting for the kids & Geoff to come out of the maze (couldn't get my scooter through). She is still in a real state & is scraed stiff of being sued. No matter how many times people have said that he was just as much in the wrong as he didn't make any effort to slow down & was oblivient of any traffic around him as he was riding very erratically, she still fears being taken to court. She hasn't slept & is so anxious & fear for her blood pressure. Has anyone out there who reads this blog had any such experience with a cyclist, or that can advise what I can say to mum or what else she could do other than what she has done already? She informed the police within 24 hours and offered her details at the scene even though the bloke seemed more interested in running drivers ddown (pardon the pun).She's on her own since dad died so she hasn't got someone who can take it off her shoulders. She did evertything I can think of. I did mention the Police's support network, maybe they could help.
I'm closing down now as I fear of losing it completely.
Wednesday 4 April 2007
Oh, what a horrid day I've had today :(
I've had the worse day ever since I've had this illness, not with pain but with Geoff. I have to have lifts to the Drs as I'm on Morpine and also because I have such bad pains in my knees. It's been obvious that Geoff resents this for a long time. It appears that the love and care he felt for me after I had that illness in the Summer, has now worn off.
He basically told me to "get up off my fat a*** and do it myself".I explained to him that I shouldn't drive when I'm on Morphine - and his answer was "well everyone else does". You see, my husband has this ability to see into everyone elses lives & minds so he knows what every single person is doing at that moment... Anyway, I said it's only his dad who drinks a bottle of whiskey a day on top of Warfarin & blood pressure tablets - the same man who called me a witch and Geoff never backed me up.
I had another appointment to see a Dras I've been coughing again and... I won't go into details. Anyway, this appointment was at 10.50 when my blood test was at 9.10am. I said I'd be happy to sit & wait in the waiting room between appointments and call him when I came out. He then started to blast on at me, treating me like a childand then screeched to a halt, turned round and dumped me back at home.
I rang my mum, who said she could take me to Dr tomorrow but not today. Then she went on that she didn't wanted to get involved and said that she feels uncomfortable when he's around as she feels as though he's 'tutting' at her. I said that that's what he does to me all the time, as well as rolling his eyes over the top of his head witha grimace on his face. So she advises me that we need to get therapy.. well that would go down well (his mum always looked on people who needed therapy as weak), and he'd refused to even talk to the Gp saying there was no point.
The last thing mum said was that I should ring Pat (Rectors wife) and talk to her. Geoff puts in so much time at the church that I feel he does what he does there just to getaway from me. He hates me, he doesn't have to say it, butI'm not having him put my mums & my relationship in jeopardy especially as we've got so close recently.
So, with appointments cancelled with me crying my guts up to the lovely receptionist, I promptly went to my scrapbookking albums and took out the 2 layouts of him and ripped them into shreds. I couldn't bear the idea of facing all the sentiments I'd included as they are untrue. I feel as if I'm married to his (late) mother, as he seems to be develping the same traits she had.Especially the bit about knowing what everyone else is doing / does.
Then I went to bed, taking 2 hot wheat-bags & a hot drink. I then took a huge slugg of my liquid Morphine and tucked down in bed with my little dog. I ignored all phone calls because I wanted to.
I've Emailed Gerald, the Rector, and told him that I was giving up the notice sheet because I'm fed up with people moaning that items have / haven't gone in, that the article had wrong date, blah, blah, blah. So, doing the notice sheet just adds fuel to the fire in my struggle with my faith.
I've also asked him that I give up doing the CRB (Criminal Records for children's workers) for the whole parish as geoff insists on poking his nose in as he knows everything about that too and says I'm doing it all wrong.- OMG! He's an Einstein!! Anyway, as I said to Gerald, the CRB has caused more rows between us than anything else in our 33 year relationship, how trivial is that...
He came home and acted as if nothing had happened in the morning - he always does that. Up at the church everybody protects him & makes excuses for him -- it's as if I'm putting this illness on.. oh yeah, loss of independance, personal & monetary, loss of career, and loss of being able to be mobile - I can't even take the dog out for a walk & no-one will offer to do it for me either.
Carried on from previous day as computer acting up..
Geoff hadmade an appointment for me to see a Dr yesterday & I saw a Dr I hadn't seen before & she was the best person ever for me to see at this bad time. She is a committed Christian & she goes to our church! What a coincidence! She goes to the evening service as she prefers the 'no frills' kind of service.Anyway, she was so comforting, listened to everything I said and made suggestions but didn't push me. Anyway, physically I've got yet another chest infection. She Ummed & aahed for a while because I mentioned that there was fresh blood in the 'muck' but I said that the pain was no way near the pain I had when I had the PEs, so she took my word & I'm now on yet another load of anti-b's....
Regarding the issues of Geoff & his attitude he's developed against she said I didn't have to do anything I didn't feel like doing. Regarding my 'loss of faith' she assured me that Jesus was still with me band he would always be, even if I didn't feel He was.
In the afternoon a friend rang to say that she was coming round and so did the Rectors wife. They were both very concerned about me as they had seen how bad I was on Sunday. I, personally, think that my mum had phoned Pat but she denied it. They both prayed for me.
So, I've given up the CRB resposibility, the notice sheet responsibility, I only go to church when I want to & if I didn't feel like going then I shouldn't be pushed.
Geoff's at the 'high church' of our parish doing the 3 stations of the cross for 3 hours so I'm left with the girlsHow exciting...
Jenny came round earlier & we ended up back at the beginning regarding hair & head gear for the the bridesmaids & she says that she wants them to have their hair straightened -- but the dresses have such beautiful detail which will be obscured, so rather pointless. She still maintains she's done everything for the wedding -- very funny -- she's done practically zilch. So, I'm stepping back & letting her get on with it & I'll be wearing the old clothes I've had for over 15 years which I wear for any event. The tradition is that the bmum goes with the bride to choose her dress (Jen went with her friend then rang Geoff to say she needed this dress paid for...)and then the bride should go with her mum to choose her outfit (I doubt if she could even be bothered). I'm so sick of her attitude. I'm fed up with her attitude. When I told her I'd got, yet another, chest infection, she said she'd got an itchy boob!!!!????
This blog is running all slow & I'm I'm running blind so I'll close now.
He basically told me to "get up off my fat a*** and do it myself".I explained to him that I shouldn't drive when I'm on Morphine - and his answer was "well everyone else does". You see, my husband has this ability to see into everyone elses lives & minds so he knows what every single person is doing at that moment... Anyway, I said it's only his dad who drinks a bottle of whiskey a day on top of Warfarin & blood pressure tablets - the same man who called me a witch and Geoff never backed me up.
I had another appointment to see a Dras I've been coughing again and... I won't go into details. Anyway, this appointment was at 10.50 when my blood test was at 9.10am. I said I'd be happy to sit & wait in the waiting room between appointments and call him when I came out. He then started to blast on at me, treating me like a childand then screeched to a halt, turned round and dumped me back at home.
I rang my mum, who said she could take me to Dr tomorrow but not today. Then she went on that she didn't wanted to get involved and said that she feels uncomfortable when he's around as she feels as though he's 'tutting' at her. I said that that's what he does to me all the time, as well as rolling his eyes over the top of his head witha grimace on his face. So she advises me that we need to get therapy.. well that would go down well (his mum always looked on people who needed therapy as weak), and he'd refused to even talk to the Gp saying there was no point.
The last thing mum said was that I should ring Pat (Rectors wife) and talk to her. Geoff puts in so much time at the church that I feel he does what he does there just to getaway from me. He hates me, he doesn't have to say it, butI'm not having him put my mums & my relationship in jeopardy especially as we've got so close recently.
So, with appointments cancelled with me crying my guts up to the lovely receptionist, I promptly went to my scrapbookking albums and took out the 2 layouts of him and ripped them into shreds. I couldn't bear the idea of facing all the sentiments I'd included as they are untrue. I feel as if I'm married to his (late) mother, as he seems to be develping the same traits she had.Especially the bit about knowing what everyone else is doing / does.
Then I went to bed, taking 2 hot wheat-bags & a hot drink. I then took a huge slugg of my liquid Morphine and tucked down in bed with my little dog. I ignored all phone calls because I wanted to.
I've Emailed Gerald, the Rector, and told him that I was giving up the notice sheet because I'm fed up with people moaning that items have / haven't gone in, that the article had wrong date, blah, blah, blah. So, doing the notice sheet just adds fuel to the fire in my struggle with my faith.
I've also asked him that I give up doing the CRB (Criminal Records for children's workers) for the whole parish as geoff insists on poking his nose in as he knows everything about that too and says I'm doing it all wrong.- OMG! He's an Einstein!! Anyway, as I said to Gerald, the CRB has caused more rows between us than anything else in our 33 year relationship, how trivial is that...
He came home and acted as if nothing had happened in the morning - he always does that. Up at the church everybody protects him & makes excuses for him -- it's as if I'm putting this illness on.. oh yeah, loss of independance, personal & monetary, loss of career, and loss of being able to be mobile - I can't even take the dog out for a walk & no-one will offer to do it for me either.
Carried on from previous day as computer acting up..
Geoff hadmade an appointment for me to see a Dr yesterday & I saw a Dr I hadn't seen before & she was the best person ever for me to see at this bad time. She is a committed Christian & she goes to our church! What a coincidence! She goes to the evening service as she prefers the 'no frills' kind of service.Anyway, she was so comforting, listened to everything I said and made suggestions but didn't push me. Anyway, physically I've got yet another chest infection. She Ummed & aahed for a while because I mentioned that there was fresh blood in the 'muck' but I said that the pain was no way near the pain I had when I had the PEs, so she took my word & I'm now on yet another load of anti-b's....
Regarding the issues of Geoff & his attitude he's developed against she said I didn't have to do anything I didn't feel like doing. Regarding my 'loss of faith' she assured me that Jesus was still with me band he would always be, even if I didn't feel He was.
In the afternoon a friend rang to say that she was coming round and so did the Rectors wife. They were both very concerned about me as they had seen how bad I was on Sunday. I, personally, think that my mum had phoned Pat but she denied it. They both prayed for me.
So, I've given up the CRB resposibility, the notice sheet responsibility, I only go to church when I want to & if I didn't feel like going then I shouldn't be pushed.
Geoff's at the 'high church' of our parish doing the 3 stations of the cross for 3 hours so I'm left with the girlsHow exciting...
Jenny came round earlier & we ended up back at the beginning regarding hair & head gear for the the bridesmaids & she says that she wants them to have their hair straightened -- but the dresses have such beautiful detail which will be obscured, so rather pointless. She still maintains she's done everything for the wedding -- very funny -- she's done practically zilch. So, I'm stepping back & letting her get on with it & I'll be wearing the old clothes I've had for over 15 years which I wear for any event. The tradition is that the bmum goes with the bride to choose her dress (Jen went with her friend then rang Geoff to say she needed this dress paid for...)and then the bride should go with her mum to choose her outfit (I doubt if she could even be bothered). I'm so sick of her attitude. I'm fed up with her attitude. When I told her I'd got, yet another, chest infection, she said she'd got an itchy boob!!!!????
This blog is running all slow & I'm I'm running blind so I'll close now.
Tuesday 3 April 2007
Sorry I've been a bit behind with my blog lately but I have painful joints in my fingers, so I have to type on the pads of my fingers, and I'm brewing up another chest infection. I hope it doesn't develop into too much...
We're off to Scotland in 3 weeks' time. I have managed to sort out the wheelchair hire but I still need to discover how to book the airport "buggy" which takes people who can't manage the walk to the gate where their plane is. I'll never manage it, the walk.
Also, I need to phone BHS at Lakeside about the Bridesmaid's dresses, presuming my daughter hasn't done it herself. We need one adult dress changed by size and we are waiting on my youngest's dress. They were meant to have phoned us but they haven't and the 28 days has passed. So, I'm going to make the most of the free time I have, thanks to the fact my 2 youngest are staying at my eldest daughter's on a "sleep-over". My aim is to do all that plus 2 challenge layouts I have to do for my team on UKS.
I promise I'll do a proper blog tomorrow, I promise.
Nite-nite!!
We're off to Scotland in 3 weeks' time. I have managed to sort out the wheelchair hire but I still need to discover how to book the airport "buggy" which takes people who can't manage the walk to the gate where their plane is. I'll never manage it, the walk.
Also, I need to phone BHS at Lakeside about the Bridesmaid's dresses, presuming my daughter hasn't done it herself. We need one adult dress changed by size and we are waiting on my youngest's dress. They were meant to have phoned us but they haven't and the 28 days has passed. So, I'm going to make the most of the free time I have, thanks to the fact my 2 youngest are staying at my eldest daughter's on a "sleep-over". My aim is to do all that plus 2 challenge layouts I have to do for my team on UKS.
I promise I'll do a proper blog tomorrow, I promise.
Nite-nite!!
Monday 26 March 2007
I feel a little bit better today, having spent the best part of the day in bed yesterday. People (and family) have just got to come to accept that I have no choice except to rest when I feel as bad with the pain. I had to have some Oromorph last night but I had to open a fresh bottle & it was one of the rogue 'twist off' lids that occasionally have one that you can't, however hard you try, get the pesky lid off. I ended up shooting it all down my front and I had to change my 'jamas. I couldn't have been quiet if I tried. Anyway, if I was disturbing DH he could have got the lid off for me......
I eventually got over my session of depression yesterday. Once Suzanne came and the girls settled in for a cuddle & a lovely roast beef dinner from my DH, I decided that I don't have the problem. I need to pace myself so that I don't end up having these sessions because I've over-done things. I need to 'listen' to myself & not feel guilty about it.
I'm hoping I might even get a few pages of the curates' album done today. I must get going on it as we're 'presenting' it on Sunday. :oO I must get going peeps.
Bye!!
I eventually got over my session of depression yesterday. Once Suzanne came and the girls settled in for a cuddle & a lovely roast beef dinner from my DH, I decided that I don't have the problem. I need to pace myself so that I don't end up having these sessions because I've over-done things. I need to 'listen' to myself & not feel guilty about it.
I'm hoping I might even get a few pages of the curates' album done today. I must get going on it as we're 'presenting' it on Sunday. :oO I must get going peeps.
Bye!!
Sunday 25 March 2007
I didn't realise that I hadn't posted for so long... I have been suffering badly with Fibromyalgic pain and has knocked me off my feet. I feel dreadful. I wonder sometimes if I'd be better off somewhere else...
My DD is back to where she left off from when I was poorly in June. I knew it wouldn't be too long before she started on me again. I'm, apparently, interfering with her wedding arrangements, well good luck to her then. She's going to be 5 months pregnant when she gets married. Can't even get that right, but this time I don't have to do the worrying - Carl can see her at her best.
I've had some great news -- my son, Ian, is getting married next June - 21st. Kelly is going to be the best daughter-in-law any mum can ever have. She's so caring.
I feel dreadful. I'm going back to bed.
Bye!
My DD is back to where she left off from when I was poorly in June. I knew it wouldn't be too long before she started on me again. I'm, apparently, interfering with her wedding arrangements, well good luck to her then. She's going to be 5 months pregnant when she gets married. Can't even get that right, but this time I don't have to do the worrying - Carl can see her at her best.
I've had some great news -- my son, Ian, is getting married next June - 21st. Kelly is going to be the best daughter-in-law any mum can ever have. She's so caring.
I feel dreadful. I'm going back to bed.
Bye!
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