Good evening
Bloggets. How are you all? Me, thanks for asking, smile, I’m good now apart
from still feeling ill, coughing and it is as if a hammer is hitting against my
chest and throat. Asthma. Every year in September I say I should use my inhaler
and every year in September I don’t. So, the horrid air combined with my cold
has left me bruised so much in pain as if someone is sitting on my ribs and an
elastic band is around me. But, apart from that, I am super happy. Why? My baby
has come home from his holiday. My house is a home again. It’s complete. I have
been so lost without him. It’s a tiny family syndrome. Or, I just love him to
the moon and back.
Shamrock came for tea. I made them a bomb fire / Halloween
meal as they weren’t here for that. I made large baked potatoes with cheese and
very large hot dogs with onions and home-made soup of pumpkin and ginger. We
had hot sweet mince pies where I put a decoration of a black cat in them then
the kids I gave a tiny chocolate ghost and chocolate pumpkin. I put spooky
music on and lit candles. I know he’s twenty, but so far, I have no Grandchildren.
Smile. I hope it will be quite a few years before I do have any. But the
chances of that happening are quite rare. Having children in Shamrocks family
before marriage is kind of a tradition. But I pray they will break all traditions
especially how much Sham enjoys her holidays.
They had a great time. They spent a fortune. They did
everything that was possible to do at that part of the Dominican Republic. Swam
through icy cold caves, swam with stingray and sharks. That part I hated
because the nasty locals to earn money got the nasty holiday makers to put one
foot on one stingray and their other foot on another one and they get their
photograph taken. Nasty and uncalled for. Thankfully BW didn’t get his picture
taken doing that he said it was cruel. Also, he was meant to go to swim with
dolphins and again, he said no he didn’t like the way they were kept. But he
did do safari and both him and Sham loved it. They drove a buggy along the
beaches forests and on a road. They went to a cigar making place and
plantations where they have cocoa beans and they said they were like bananas
with purple in the middle this is where Cadbury’s get their colour wrapper
paper from. They went to a sugar cane plantation too and coffee plantation.
They took a pirate boat and had a spa day. Lots of
treatments. They went snorkelling too and visited monkeys that BW loved. He is
happiest with the animals, Shamrock isn’t like that. She hated the fish. But she
said it was a fantastic holiday.
My Son was a very naughty boy he is so grown up in many
respects but in other ways he is still a rebellion child. I’m too embarrassed to
say what he got up to but I’m very anal and a bit of a goodie two shoes.
Let’s say his tricks cost him almost a hundred dollars. Sham
thought it was hilarious.
He said there were loads of Russians there and they were all
so rude though they loved him. They made friends with a Russian girl they said
she was very different and was so sweet. Oh, and what a story about a man and
his family from Canada? You couldn’t make it up.
They went to a night club and my Son said it was more like
my kind of music. Interested to know what my kind of music is, in my Sons eyes,
he played some of the tracks. I guess he means the nineties sounds.
They had loads of meals on the beach went to a private
island and went on a sailing boat. He kindly brought me an elephant back. Carved
from stone. But it has a little bit of red on it and in blue, my
name, then a heart and then Hubs name… So, Hub. Haha.
I really have no more space for elephants I can’t even count
how many I have. Over thirty five. I do love it though and it was kind of my
boy to buy me a gift. I wasn’t expecting anything but the best gift of all, he
has flown eighteen hours there and back and he’s home safe.
And now for the next chapter in our lives. What will it entail?
I’m praying. Will my maker listen?
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