Thursday, 31 December 2009
Happy New Year! :o)
Wednesday, 30 December 2009
I dug it out this morning with a view to posting it and answering all the questions. But I've decided not to.
Why? Well a lot of the questions were kind of depressing/sad. Or at least the answers would be. "What was your biggest failure?" "Did anyone close to you die?" "Compared to this time last year, are you: a) happier or sadder? b) thinner or fatter? c) richer or poorer?"
So, I thought I'd go through the 38 questions picking out the ones that had happy answers or okay answers - ie not depressing or sad answers.
I didn't get far with that idea either. I mean, how on earth could I choose which was my favourite book of the year? (Nora Roberts new bride series - why does she not release them all at once? Why make us wait months for the next book??)
Or my favourite movie? I think I only went to the cinema once - to see The Proposal which was a great film but can I call it a favourite? I'm not sure.
"What kept you sane?". Who says I'm sane? :oP
"My biggest achievement of the year?" Crumbs, I don't know! Losing 2 dress sizes would be right up there - but that was kind of a fluke. I started swimming which made the sizes drop off - not the weight, just the sizes!
"What was my greatest musical discovery?" Did I discover anyone musically this year?
"What dates of 2009 will remain etched upon your memory and why?" Where do people get these questions from?
"What did you want and not get?" World peace? (We watched "Miss Congeniality" the other day! :oD)
My answer to "Where did most of your money go?" would be either Tesco's (supermarket) or Amazon.
"What did you get really, really, really excited about?" I have to watch my blood pressure so no getting really, really excited for me! :oD
I'm stopping now before I inadvertently answer all 38 questions! Let's just say that 2009 had some sad times and some happy times. Just like always! :o)
Sunday, 27 December 2009
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One day the old German Shepherd starts chasing rabbits and before long, discovers that he's lost. Wandering about, he notices a leopard heading rapidly in his direction with the intention of having lunch.
The old German Shepherd thinks, "Oh, oh! I'm in deep doo-doo now!" Noticing some bones on the ground close by, he immediately settles down to chew on the bones with his back to the approaching cat. Just as the leopard is about to leap, the old German Shepherd exclaims loudly, "Boy, that was one delicious leopard! I wonder, if there are any more around here?"
Hearing this, the young leopard halts his attack in mid-strike, a look of terror comes over him and he slinks away into the trees. "Whew!" says the leopard, "That was close! That old German Shepherd nearly had me!"
Meanwhile, a monkey who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree, figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the leopard. So, off he goes, but the old German Shepherd sees him heading after the leopard with great speed, and figures that something must be up.
The monkey soon catches up with the leopard, spills the beans and strikes a deal for himself with the leopard.
The young leopard is furious at being made a fool of and says, "Here, monkey, hop on my back and see what's going to happen to that conniving canine!"
Now, the old German Shepherd sees the leopard coming with the monkey on his back and thinks, "What am I going to do now?" But instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers, pretending he hasn't seen them yet, and just when they get close enough to hear, the old German Shepherd says, "Where's that stupid monkey? I sent him off an hour ago to bring me another leopard!"
Moral of this story...
Don't mess with the old dogs...age and skill will always overcome youth and treachery! Brilliance only comes with age and experience.
Saturday, 26 December 2009
I'm going to write a few things here so that, if I check next year, I won't forget.
DO NOT BUY TURKEY!!!! EVER AGAIN!!!!
I am a good cook but the Christmas Day turkey always gets the better of me. Yes, a lot of the stress is self-imposed but that doesn't make it any easier to handle.
Yesterday's turkey dilemmas started with ice. According to the radio, the turkey should have been defrosted in 5 hours. 15 hours after taking it out of the freezer there was still ice on and in it. I left it for another hour when we decided that it looked fine.
After giving it the package-advised 2 hours cooking, the meat thermometer was still 10º below where it should have been. After another half hour, the temperature was 5º lower than it had been half an hour earlier. What???? (BTW - I know the thermometer works so it wasn't that.)
I could feel my blood pressure rising by the minute. Stupid turkey. Why did we have it? Why didn't we just have chicken? Or mince and tatties??? Grumble, grumble, grumble.
After a lot of tears on my part - how ridiculous to allow a turkey to reduce me to a blubbering idiot!! - we decide to have just the trimmings and the chipolata sausages.
And we had plenty to eat. More than plenty as we had to leave pudding until about 8pm when we had room for it!
So, Anne, if you're reading this in 2010 - DO NOT BUY TURKEY!!!!!
Thursday, 24 December 2009
As my final post before Christmas, I thought I'd show a few photos we took of the snow we had this week. Rosie takes a starring role - doesn't she always?
The back garden from the upstairs window.
Our street looking west.
And looking east.
And now just a few of Rosie in the snow! The last four were taken by Jo. (Is that enough credit for you? :oP)
Merry Christmas!! I hope Santa is good to you all.
Tuesday, 22 December 2009
Anyway, yesterday I got my part 2. I wasn't worried about it in the slightest because the first one went very well. In fact, I hardly felt it going into my arm. Oh, my arm was a bit tender for a couple of days but nothing worth writing home - or blogging - about!
The nurse who called me yesterday wasn't the same one I had last time. She got the needle ready and I swear when she approached me, I kept thinking of Psycho. She was holding that needle just like Norman held that knife. Talk about a "whoa!" moment.
I just stood there and tried not to flinch when the needle went in - I don't think I succeeded! I felt a bit weird all afternoon yesterday but I just put it down to having had the jag and then getting bloods taken to make sure everything is as it should be because of the aforementioned immuno-suppressants.
Well, today my arm is really aching. It feels like someone hit me with a club - or some psycho stabbed me!
I'll be okay soon. It's certainly not going to stop me enjoying my Christmas celebrations! :oP
Monday, 21 December 2009
It did snow later in the morning and it did look heavy now and again but it only lasted minutes and didn't lie too much. Again - thankfully!!
Tomorrow I intend going to the supermarket for the last shop before Christmas. I really need it not to snow so I can get there and back without worrying that we might run out of milk!
Funny how tomorrow's shop will be only for "sensible" food like milk, butter, eggs and bread and maybe some fruit. All the "fancy" stuff is in the fridge or freezers already. Hopefully that will make the trip short and sweet!
Oh and just one more thing - Santa's almost on his way. You can check out his progress on the Norad site. Fun!! :o)
Sunday, 20 December 2009
Don't get me wrong, I love snow - if I'm looking at it through the windows - the house windows! Not the car windows.
I also love it when nobody has anywhere to go. I don't love it when Douglas and Jo have to drive in it to get to work!
Oh, we can have as much snow as anyone wants to dump on us after Douglas gets home from work on Thursday afternoon but I'd really prefer not to have it until then. That way everybody will be home with no car journeys necessary until after Christmas.
I've just had a terrible thought! Does the fact that I don't want to drive or worry about others driving in the snow mean that I'm an adult now???? :oO
Thursday, 17 December 2009
Wednesday, 16 December 2009
It's not worrying that I AM well-organised. It's worrying that it looks like I'm well-organised and I might not be. I hope that this time next week I'm not sitting here typing about how Christmas is only 2 days away and I have so much to do.
Now that is definitely a worrying thought! :oO
Saturday, 12 December 2009
The accompanist couldn't see the music very well so someone provided a torch which was attached to his car keys. One of the men had to stand beside the piano shining this silly little torch on to the music.
We didn't know quite what to do but, as the next song was "Good King Wenceslas" with audience participation, we decided to go for it in the little light we did have. We managed it perfectly well - just goes to show that, of course, you know the words without needing to look at the music!
It made the atmosphere very jovial - how could you not laugh when you were singing "Sire, the night grows darker now"!! :oD
The next song was meant to be a ladies only number in Spanish and with many page turns for the accompanist. We were just wondering if we should leave it out when the lights came back on again. So it was back to "normal" from then on.
I won't say we were note/word perfect - the day we are, I think there'll be blue snow - but it was fun and relaxed. Everything the entertainment at a Christmas party should be.
Oh and the 12 Days of Christmas was a complete hoot. The person who stands next to me in the choir is a primary school teacher and she said it was worse than she'd expect from her pupils! Adults can be so silly when they get given instruments to play! :oD
Thursday, 10 December 2009
We're singing things like "Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer", The 12 Days of Christmas, Jingle Bells, O Holy Night and lots of others I can't quite recall right now - which is actually a bad sign as I've just come back from rehearsal!!!
Our conductor is intending taking along as many percussion instruments as she can dig out of her cupboards for audience participation. We're hoping that some of their percussiveness (!!) covers up some of our previously mentioned "OMG we sang it wrong - again" bits.
After we've (hopefully) entertained them, we'll be given a Christmas supper. I'm looking forward to that bit! :oD
Monday, 7 December 2009
Using the flash makes the whole room too bright and you can't see the lights.
And switching the flash off gives better colour but isn't nearly as clear.
Oh well, maybe if you scrunch your eyes up, you'll get the idea of how good it looks! :oD
Friday, 4 December 2009
Thursday, 3 December 2009
It's not snowing here. It was raining today. That dreich, dark and dismal kind of rainy day where you have to keep the house lights on all day. Ahhhh, the joys of living in Scotland. :o)
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
Every year we dig out the advent calendar I made in 1984. It was from a pattern in the Woman's Weekly and I remember being so chuffed at how well it turned out.
Here's what it looks like this year -
Gone are the days when Douglas and I would spend November putting together a jigsaw puzzle only to take it apart to put it in the pockets in sensible bits - ie bits that go together in sections. I do miss those days but then am also glad that they're past.
Now that it's just Douglas and myself in the house, I just take the easy route and fill the pockets with mini chocolate bars. Still fun!
And the knowledge that Christmas is really speeding its way towards us is always exciting! :o)
Monday, 30 November 2009
I loved the graphic on google.co.uk today so I took a screenshot of it so I could post it here.
I think it's meant to be Edinburgh castle. Even if it's not, it's a pretty cool graphic with the Scottish flag flying high above it!
C'mon the Scots! :oD
I LOVE this ad. I wonder how many times I'll click on the link between now and Christmas? Quite a few, methinks! :oD
Thursday, 26 November 2009
I thought of listing things I'm thankful for but where on earth would I start? Okay, let's see -
Being thankful for Douglas goes without saying. He is my rock, my best friend, my lover (Debbie and Joanna, if you're reading this, sorry for embarrassing you like that! LOL). Best thing - he lets me stay at home and diddle around all day whilst he goes to a job he HATES with a vengeance. So, yes, I am really thankful for Douglas!
Being thankful for Debbie and Joanna also goes without saying. They made me a mum - the bestest job in the whole wide world. Love you, girls! :o)
I'm thankful for Rosie. She barks, scratches and sleeps a lot but then, she's a dog and that's just what dogs do!
I'm thankful that my Mum is still with us. She is getting old but then aren't we all?
I'm thankful that Debbie has found Jason. He makes her happy - what more can a mum ask than that?
I'm thankful for my health. Okay, so I have psoriatic arthritis and have just been diagnosed this week with highish blood pressure but, you know, I still count myself lucky with my health. Long may that continue.
And finally, I'm thankful for all my friends. Both in "real life" and on the internet - although why those friends aren't called "real" always astounds me. They are real to me. Thanks guys! :o)
If you're celebrating Thanksgiving where you are, enjoy it! And don't eat too much. Ach, ignore that! Eat as much as you like! :oD
Wednesday, 25 November 2009
Yes, they are just hot water bottle covers and they're "only" made from granny squares but I'm still very pleased with them.
The reason I'm most pleased is that I joined the squares up as I went. I'd learned how to do that by reading Lucy's blog - attic24. Thanks for sharing that with us, Lucy!
Now that I know how to join them as I go, I'll never need to spend hours and hours sewing them together.
I wonder what else would look good covered in granny squares? :oD
Friday, 20 November 2009
I wish I could tell you that it was because I was doing something really exciting - but I wasn't!
I wish I could tell you I've been really busy in the sewing room - but I haven't!
I wish I could tell you that I'd spent the time cleaning my house - but I didn't!
I wish I could tell you that I'd been getting my act together early and was completely ready for Santa coming - but I'm not!
The truth is I didn't have much to say this week. I know - unusual for me but it's true!
Maybe I'll have done something exciting/be really busy in the sewing room/clean my house (HA!!)/be ready for Santa coming next week … but I'm not holding my breath! :oD
Monday, 16 November 2009
Friday, 13 November 2009
She still has quite a lot of boxes around but, as I found when I was along there on Wednesday waiting for the phone man to come, most of it is kitchen stuff which she can't put away because the kitchen isn't done yet.
I've suggested to her that we pile all of those boxes out of the way until the kitchen is ready for them. Once we've done that, I know the place will look a wee bit better organised.
We're also thinking we'll tackle the polystyrene tiles on the walls and ceiling in the kitchen and bathroom. Yep, you read that right, there are polystyrene tiles all over the walls and up and over the ceilings in both the bathroom and the kitchen. It doesn't take too long to get them off but, oh, it's painful on the hands. And the dust! Yuck!
Anyway, I really hope we get a ton of work done and then, if the plumber does manage to get there next week to sort her central heating, she'll be comfy and cosy in her house.
Until we start fitting out her kitchen - but that won't be this weekend!
Thursday, 12 November 2009
I can't believe I'm sitting at the computer at 5am! I probably should have gone back to bed but I didn't. I put a load in the washing machine, ordered some books from Amazon (oops!) and then decided to blog.
I think I might go and read my book until Douglas gets back from the airport. We'll then have some breakfast together - a thing we never do during the week as he leaves way too early for a civilised breakfast before he goes to work!
Then I have to take Mum to Asda for her messages and then I have Singers tonight - rehearsing for 2 concerts next week.
I think I wrote all that to show to myself that, even without Debbie here, life goes on. I know she is sooooooo happy in Canada but that doesn't make it any easier to say cheerio.
I love you Debs - and I think Jason is well worth keeping! ;o)
As we say in Scotland - haste ye back!
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
First of all we went to the Wallace Monument -
The Wallace Sword -
The view over to Stirling Castle -
Joanna just being herself. I'm going to get into so much trouble for showing this photo but I LOVE it!! :oP
We then went to Stirling Bridge where William Wallace beat the pants off the English. :oD
Douglas with Stirling Castle in the background.
Debbie and Jason with the "new" Stirling Bridge in the background.
Then on to Stirling Castle -
Sheltering from the rain -
The view back to the Wallace Monument -
Then on Saturday we went over to Granny's house to meet up with Fiona, Michael, Jillian and Rory - and Granny!
Debbie telling Douglas how to work her camera.
Granny with Jillian and Fiona.
Adding Debbie and Joanna and Rosie - with Douglas in the background!
And then I just have to show this one to show Debbie's new hat! Makes me laugh out loud when I see it! :oD
Phew! Tons of photos!
Friday, 6 November 2009
Hopefully the weather will be okay and we'll get some decent photos but, if not, just the chance to share the day is going to be great.
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
My sewing room is a disaster area - no sewing will be done in there for a wee while, I'm thinking!
When Douglas came back from work this evening he put it this way - "I see we have a new wall in the spare room - but we seem to have lost the floor in the sewing room!"
Tuesday, 3 November 2009
It's now 7.45pm here and they're both in bed - probably fast asleep. Night flights are not exactly conducive to sleeping and they were both exhausted so they went to bed at about 7pm.
Did I say it was lovely to have them here? I did? Well it is! :o)
Monday, 2 November 2009
Tonight - Canada time - she and Jason are coming over for a visit. We're all looking forward to it - it's been over a year since she left Scotland.
So tomorrow at lunchtime - our time - Debbie and Jason will be arriving for 9 days. It'll be fun - and then sad when it's time for them to go back.
But let's not go there yet. We have 9 days of them to enjoy first. :o)
Friday, 30 October 2009
I couldn't find one so I asked the girl who was stacking the shelves where they were. She told me they didn't keep them. She said that they were a health risk and so Asda's didn't sell them any more.
Excuse me? Scrubbing under your nails is a health risk? What if I don't scrub under my nails? Surely that's even more of a health risk!
I said this to the girl and she was in total agreement with me. She said when she asked her boss what people were supposed to use to clean under their nails she was told "an old toothbrush".
Well, that sounds healthy, doesn't it?
Wednesday, 28 October 2009
I have to say here that these jeans were NOT mine. In fact, they didn't belong to anyone I know. I think I would have disowned the person who bought them, to say nothing of what would have been done to them if they actually wore them! :oD
This is the top part of the jeans so you can see what they looked like before I cut them up. The stripes went all the way down the legs - both legs! Yikes!
And here's what the bag looks like. I'm really pleased with the way it turned out.
And here's the base of the bag. It's a shame this is hidden, really. It's kinda cool! :o)
And now the sunset as seen out of our bedroom window at about 5pm today. Gorgeous!
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
I had an early lunch, loaded my car with more of her stuff and off I went. I unloaded the car and then started in her bedroom. She'd said many times she couldn't get to her wardrobe so I thought I would try and sort that for her.
2 hours later and I can say she can definitely get to her wardrobe and choose something from her wardrobe as I unloaded all the Ikea bags of her clothes into it. Let me say one thing - she'll never be able to say she has nothing to wear! LOL
Then I headed through to the kitchen to see if I could get her some room to do stuff in there.
I should say that the Sky man had arrived by this time and was doing whatever he was doing.
So, in the kitchen I washed her dishes and put them on the newly found dishrack to dry. I then rearranged some bits and pieces so she should now have room to manouevre in there.
Then on to the bathroom. I didn't do so much in there - my body was telling me to slow down so I did. I just cleaned the loo and the sink and wiped around the bath as much as I could.
I finally got back here after 4pm and had to leave the unloading of the car until later. I just couldn't face it! Luckily Douglas did it for me so I won't have to do it in the morning.
I know I did too much but Jo was so happy it was all worth it. :o)
Sunday, 25 October 2009
Anyway, I get to her house and her bedroom curtains are closed - no sign of her watching out the window for me. I pulled the car in to the side of the road, got out and went to ring her bell. No reply.
I rang again and, thinking she had slept in and couldn't hear me, I got out my keys and tried them in the lock. Her keys were in the other side so I couldn't get mine to work.
I then heard the inside door being opened so I knocked on the door and made funny faces at the peephole in the door.
Imagine my surprise when Jo came to the door in her jammies and she asked me what I was doing there. She then told me it was just after 8 in the morning - not after 9 like I thought it was.
Yep - we had forgotten to put our clocks back!
Telling Jo I'd be back later, I headed home. I told Douglas that I would go back for Jo in an hour - when it was *really* 9 o'clock. It took him a few seconds to realise what we'd done!
Honestly what a couple of numpties! LOL
Friday, 23 October 2009
Real Mothers don't eat quiche;
They don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils
Are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors,
Filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough
Doesn't come out of carpets.
Real Mothers don't want to know what
The vacuum just sucked up....
Real Mothers sometimes ask "Why me?"
And get their answer when a little
Voice says, "Because I love you best."
Real Mothers know that a child's growth
Is not measured by height or years or grade...
It is marked by the progression of Mommy, to Mom, to Mother....
The Images of Mother
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!
8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn’t know everything!
14 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother? She wouldn’t have a clue.
16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's so five minutes ago.
18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!
35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears,
the figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,
because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
the passion that she shows,
and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!
Thursday, 22 October 2009
Things I notice about the photos - in no particular order.
1. the middle tree at the back and how it changes from its spring colour - reddish pink - to summer colours - green. Also, there's approx 2 weeks between most of the photos so the tree changed from red to green in that short a time!
2. how grey the sky looks in the first photo in the second row where it had been snowing compared with the photo 2 below where the sky is so blue - and Jo, Douglas and Rosie are enjoying the sunshine.
3. the different shades of green in the grass
4. the position of the chairs on the grass - never quite the same.
Great fun. Let's hope I remember to keep taking them up until the end of the year! :o)