Pancake Day

Yummy!!!! I've got pancakes in my tummy!....as always the first one was a bit pants, but after that they rocked!

I like lemon and brown sugar on mine....dont know what that says about me...prolly old fashioned and traditionalist, but thats cool.

How do you like yours?


lybx

That sunday evening feeling...

Do you ever have the 'sunday evening feeling?' that feeling of warmth and satisfaction of a lovely weekend, that is ever so slightly marred with 'bugger its monday tomorrow?'

I have it most weeks. The earliest I can remember it happening is when I was at boarding school and went home for the weekend, you have the most fantastic weekend, then on sunday afternoon you remember that you have to go back, and then as the evening wears on you can feel your eyes being pulled to the clock to check and re-check the time, cirtain that its going faster then it went the day before, until it was time for Dad to say 'better go now'.

Well tonight, I dont have it. I have just put down the phone to 'oldest friend, the one with the lovely husband who lives in the nineteen fifties' .....I dont speak to her very often on the phone....I really dont, but email and googletalk are used often (the hampster in her phone is terribly old and cant run like it used to!!) and because talking to her makes me feel good and laugh alot, and I nearly always know what she's going to say before she says it I shall skip off to bed having had a great sunday evening, and the sinking feeling about monday can wait till next week.

lybxx

Student union.

Last night I went into uni at 9pm...not for any other reason other to get very drunk and have a 'boogie'.
This to most students is something they do every night, or if poor, every other night! However, for us 'old people' who live off campus, its not something we do very often. It was a blast....enormous amounts of alcohol (and paracetamol this morning!) and lots of dancing and shouting. The friends I went in to see are all in their early 20's and I dont know how their livers are going to make it to old age, but we danced the night away drinking like I havent for years.


So today is going to be a slow one....well actually its not. Small had a sleep over at a friends last night, so I shall go and pick her up, then go to mums so Small can ride......long walk in the wind...might be just the thing...either that or it will kill me! then off to a friend who has broken her foot, has three children and cant go up stairs yet as it hurts too much...... lets hope the wind is a 'curer' not a 'killer' as I have a feeling babysitting friend, friends children and Small might need someone without a headache!


lybxx

Bookish memories.

I read alot. Both for uni and for pleasure. The reading for uni is sometimes very hard going, and at times I am sure the words that they are using in the text is made up.
For pleasure I will read almost anything, except the Darren Brown code book that I only read about 4 chapters of before putting it down, never to be reopened. I thought it was dreadful, and am not planning a visit to the cinema when it is played on the big screen.

When I was a teenager, I read the Flowers in the Attic books. I dont know how I came to think of them again, it may have been an advert in a sunday magasine, but I immediatly wanted to re-read them. Amazon (one of the best web-sites in existance in my oppinion) readily supplied them to me....5 books for the bargin price of £11. I have started to read them again, and am loving it. Romantic dreamy teenager angst filled flowery language and everything!! It transports me back to reading them the first time, and I am enjoying them just as much the second time.
When time allows you can find me on the sofa, cat curled up under my chin trying to eat the pages as I turn them, smiling at a book.

lybx

On sunday I received a phone call. It was from my mum. She told me that Blade was lame. He pulled a tendon in his leg and cant be ridden for possibly 3 months. His owner rode him on saturday and it just happened, as it can . No big thing happened, he didnt slip or fall or anything, but he is very lame and sore and even crosser than usual.
I know this is selfish, but I am gutted. Really gutted. I dont know quite what to do with myself. I look forward so much to riding twice a week, and will miss it until he is sound again. I am going to go and see him today to generaly 'cluck' over him and take polo's and give him a cuddle, but there are so many things I shall miss.
The habbit of going, the looking forward to going, the actual riding and endorphins and sweating (I never thought I would say that!) looking at the changes of the countryside and seeing things start to grow as spring is on its way, the making sure I do everything right, the relationship I have worked so bloody hard at to get him to trust me and love me back, and his smell. I know that in 3ish months...hopefully quicker, I will be 'back in the saddle' and I can go and see him in the mean time but its not the same. But this is the way with horses, its not like getting a puncture on a bike, where you can go get a puncture repare kit, horses are unpredicable and lameness is one of those unpredicable things.

So now i have to find another form of exercise that will fill a Blade shaped gap for a while ....maybe it should be cycling..........


lybx

Being 'nice'

I have long wondered why people arent nicer to each other. Nice...the word has become a nothingie word...people now use much more descriptive and more expressive words, and people slightly pull a face when something is described as 'nice', but the thought behind it is, I think, great.

The Sharon Osbourne 'fab-alus' is one of my favorate words to use about something, but being fab-alus?.....its a bit wheels on fire, and game show hosty.....being 'nice' has old fashioned strong values to it, I was always told to 'be nice' when I went to visit relatives, especialy if they were old!

I also think that being nice to other people has gone out of vogue, with that in mind about 5 years ago I decided that I was going to change that fashion. I regulaly tell friends that their house/garden/clothers look great, and have been known to tell strangers that they smell nice........mostly without getting into trouble!

So, today, say 4 'nice' things to 4 different people and watch how they really like it!!...go on...I dare you!!

lybx

Horray!!!!

I heard last night some fantastic news. My oldest friend moved absolutley miles away nearly a year ago to a place that is life-stylewise still in the 1950's. She and her husband love it, and even though they havent seen many of their old friends for all the time they lived there, as they are such a loved up disgutingly self contained couple they havent minded a bit!
They had lived so far with his parents, which to some might sound a bit nightmarey, but as far as I can gather its a bit like the Waltons, all harmonious and calling goodnight to each other.

Anyway, moving on to the best news........last night I was chatting to her on line, and news came through on the phone (yes they have phones and computers!) that they at last have the house that they have had their eye on for a long time. ......she was, when she told me, typicaly quite quiet about it to start with, then said something unmentionable and started squeeling!!!

I am sooo delighted for them about this news, and wish them all the happiness in their new home....their 'house of dreams'!

lybx

why?

why, when i went outside with a cuppa for a fag did I hear an ice-cream van?...its february!!!

yes, its half term, but its the february half term...there's no need surely for the ice-cream van to be doing its tinny musical rambleings around a housing area saying 'stop me and buy one'

And, while we're on the subject, why does christmas start for some in september, and easter in january? I cant remember this happening when I was little(....oh no...am turning into an old person who says 'in the good old days'!! )
You know what, I dont care. After the summer and after small goes back to school its my birthday(....not in everyones diary I know!)....then its halloween, then its bonfire night, then its christmas, then its new year, then valentines day, then easter.......surely.....with gaps in between! ...with gaps inbetween!!!! not all together, because if you have really enjoyed any one of the events listed, dont you need a period of rest and breath-drawing before the next one...not bombarded with the next thing before you've enjoyed the thing that your meant to be enjoying?

I know its all for money and commersialism. And mostly I dont mind, (gotta love shopping)...but today I do. Today, I want to be 50 years ago and it not to be like this. There are other things to be thought about today, not easter eggs.

Happy Valentines Day!! xxxxx

lybx

Have you had your oats?

This morning I went to see Blade for a ride. My mum was there as the person who owns Blade is sking and mum has been left in charge of the Orange One and Blade. It was just like rewinding 20 years, as Blade is grey and so was the last pony that I had when I was a teenager, and mum was checking I had done everything right and waved me off as I rode down the road.

As Mum is feeding the two horses she has 'forgotten' to put oats in Blades food. Oats are like jet fuel to horses, when you are eventing then you give them, when you are not (in my humble oppinion) you dont! Blade turns into a stallian when he eats oats, with lots of cantering on the spot, going sideways snorting for no apparent reason, and a recient thing is that he has started rearing......I think he thinks he is a Silver from the lone-ranger and we are chasing baddies!!

Today, minus oats, we had none of this. It was bliss! He was beautifully behaved and I didnt think 'oh crap, here we go' at all.
Also as we were riding I was singing.....its fine no-one can hear me! ...and he stopped dead, turned round and looked at me. With complete astonishment. I have never seen a horse with that expression on its face, he looked incredulous. Then as we walked and trotted home, I kept singing as I thought it was VERY funny that his ears kept flicking backwards, in a kind of 'what ARE you doing, silly woman' kind of way.

I must have sworn and shouted alot before (see previous post about therapy) for giggling and singing to be that much of a shock!
He still looked a little bemused when I turned him out in the field!

lybx

Sniff.

Smalls cold has spread. To me. So yesterday I biked the three miles to school sneezing (not good in the wind!) and coughing and then sat next to others who have the same thing.....it was delightful!
Her temprature has gone, she sweated it out last night, and when I went in this morning to get her up, she said 'eww mummy I'm all wet' then said 'oh no, did I wee in my sleep?!' much much laughter later she got dressed and I took her to the childminder as I had a lecture at 9am.

I havent used a childminder before, but luckily we found one that has a child in Smalls class that is just the nicest lady, she helps out at the school so Small and her know each other, which reasures everyone. She and Small will spend one hour three times a week together, which will not only not break the bank, but not give the childminder earache as boy can Small talk!! (no idea where she gets that from!!)

So its all rosey here. Our colds will go quickly, I am really pleased to be back at school, and the modules I have choosen are all fantastic and I am really looking forward to learning again. Small is better and didnt mind going to childminder........long may it continue!

lybxx

Calpol and Candles

It was Smalls birthday on monday, she woke me up at 7am with very red cheeks and a runny nose wimpering about a head/throat/earache. 10mls of calpol and 20 minutes later she was ready for the day. She and I have a thing that if we go on a trip for her birthday she only gets chewing gum as a present. This is because I really dont like seeing children chewing gum, and she has always asked for it...obviously....especialy because I dont like it!

When we went to Eurodisney two years ago, (bless her she had no idea and we got her all the way onto the plane and into the sky on the premis that we were picking someone up and couldnt find them!) she had a packet of chewing gum as the real pressie was Micky Mouse. So for this birthday from me she had the same, as Mary Poppins/hotel/historymuseum is the real present.

She had the day off school, which some folk might take issue with, but I never go to work on my birthday, so I dont see why she should go to school, however, in justification I probably wouldnt have sent her anyway as she had a tempreture.
Once medicated she had a fab day. She saw all the people that are important to her, who spoilt her rotten! We kept having to have refills of calpol but she didnt let that spoil the paper-ripping squeels of excitement, huge grins and hugging that went on all day!

She collapsed into bed a bit tearful but happy (girl-thing!) And so did I a bit later on (mother-thing!) I cant believe she has only been here 8 years......I cant remember what I did before she arrived and savour every minute (even when I'm cross!)

Happy Birthday lovely. xxxxx

sunday lunch

I am a big fan of sunday lunch.

Today, is going to be a fabulous day.
I have walked the dog, the weather here is lovely, like a spring morning and walking by the river watching the rowing is not a bad way to spend an hour! Stinky wasnt too badly behaved actually, only rolling in fox unmentionables once, and the hosepipe has already dealt with that! Her big ears, she tells me, stop her hearing the high pitched shouting 'move away from the ..... you......'
I am going shopping in a minute. Its smalls birthday tomorrow and although we are going to London to see Mary Poppins on saturday, stay in a hotel for the night before going to the Natural History Museum the following day (top mother points!!) I need to get her balloons etc to put round the house for when she wakes up.
Then I am going to Laa-Laa's for a roast. YAY!!!! She does a fab sunday dinner.

It seems like the lunch we had the other day, when I was moaning slightly about it being the last one for a while, was in fact, not, the last one!!!

I hope your sunday is as good as mine is going to be!!!


lybx

thats parents for you!

AS I said in the tea-spoon blog I was unashamed about stealing them, and would only stop if the criminal justice system told me too.

Or my mum.
Remember?

And I said that I had given her the link to the blog?
And I said I would be told off?

Taa-Daa
yup

So unsurprised was I to recieve a curt but funny email.

'STOP STEALING' it said, then used a bit of guilt....about the 'wrongness' of it all.
Then asked for the teaspoons that I had obviously stolen from her back. !!!!
(then said loveyoubye!!) ....so I think I got away quite lightly!!
I roared with laughter, and mailed her back to say I hadnt got any of her spoons, but I did have a fork...my brother Hugh left it when he came for lunch one day....(I might steal tea-spoons, but I dont take cutlery for outings!!)

What I didnt say in the mail to her was that she's a legend.

Love you mumbly

lybx

ladies who lunch.

I am meeting Laa-Laa for lunch today. In a pub that we go to often and we like. I cant help thinking that it maybe the last time for a while.
As previously stated 'school' starts again on monday, and although I am soooo excited to go back it does feel a bit like someone is saying 'ready....steady....GO'!
I am not an organised person. I am really really bad first thing in the morning and can only really communicate with grunts, and I do alot of staring into nothing (which my daughter thinks is hilarious!) So now term is about to start I have to once again pack my school bag with folders, paper etc the night before, make sure everything for small is ready for her the following day, lay clothers out for small and myself before I go to bed and generaly plan my week on a sunday, because if I dont nothing ever gets done and we are late for everything.

Ready has already been said. Steady is imminant, and come tuesday a big voice in my head will be shouting GO!!!

I think lunch today will be fantastic....it kind of has to be!!

lybx

Hugh.

I had dinner with my brother last night. He is five years younger than my twin and I and he is a top bloke. He looks like Hugh Grant much to everyones amusement, and recieves alot of teasing about it! We met for a drink, had dinner, set the world to rights with much amusement, had a big hug and went back to our respective houses.
When the three of us were growing up, much like every family I would think, we had very set roles. These were set by ourselves really as they were personality traits, because we are who we are, but people thought of us like this.
As the three of us get older and I spend more time with my brothers with all of us being adults, I realise that the people that I thought they were, is actualy not right. Obviously bits are, but I think I take my siblings for granted, and dont know them as well as I think I do in some instances, but thankfully in others, the more deep seated ones I know I can trust my instincts.

I look forward to knowing these two men for ever. They really are good people. Kind, thoughtful, trustworthy, fun, honest, hard working, but most importantly.... my brothers.

lybx