Good morning Bloggets. How are you all? Me? Thanks for
asking, smile, I’m so, so. Full, shouldn’t be. I should feel a healthy empty. I
don’t know how my Husband goes to work without any food and doesn’t eat
anything until he returns at nights. I have had my dreaded toast, I wish I
could give up bread. The time I did ages ago, months, I felt so much better.
But what is the alternative? Seems to be cereal… I crave for savoury. And the
worst thing is, I am not a cheese fan. I don’t mind it, but I have never looked
forward to eating cheese. Having said all that. Oh my… I have discovered a
cheese that I simply adore. It’s
delicious. To me it’s the best cheese in the world. I only have a small amount
but it’s every day and it’s so bad for you I really need to stop buying it.
It’s not at all expensive either. I buy it from Morrisons but it may be able to
be bought anywhere. Even the thought of it sends me into a frenzy. So, what’s
it called and how much is it? The best Mature Red Fox 200g and its £2.44
I must tell you today
I spoke with my lovely friend from where I used to live we were on the phone.
She told me she went to a garden centre yesterday, how I miss the garden
centres in Newcastle. You can’t get better than them. Our garden centres are rubbish
here in comparison. Yesterday at her garden centre there were real, reindeers.
They are there until Christmas Eve then obviously they will be super busy
helping Santa to deliver all gifts and smiles only to good kind people… Well,
you could and still can, feed these darling creatures. They come to you when
they see you have their food. How
adorable would that be. I so miss where I used to live. But I don’t miss the
people we were surrounded by in our neighbourhood. They wouldn’t put you out if
you were on fire. And, it’s too close to my ex. If not for him I think I would
move there again. My friends there want me to live there again and the big
question is, next year they may be a job going so could move back, at least the
air would be clean and water lovely. But, there is the ex. He’s much older than
me but not old enough to be soon popping his clogs. He’s fit too as in healthy.
by the way… I miss
the seaside there the golden beaches the forests woods and great shops, having
said that, you still need to see to get to those places. And enjoy them. So, I
could live anywhere in that case as I am sure there are nice places here, well
at least a few trees, surely? Just I haven’t found it yet. This is city life!
I’m a country gal. My Husband would move back to the North East like a flash.
It’s me who’s holding him back here. The fact he has a great team at work too
helps. His staff are the best they really work as a team and are like a little
family. Unique they are. Their having their Christmas party at work soon I hope
they have a great day, they work so hard.
Well my Santa outside is swinging away as if he’s drank too
much Christmas sherry. I have checked his hat today and so far, it’s still on.
He looks so ugly when it blows off because it’s not meant to come off so he has
no hair and has a head like a gluey plastic bottle top. He’s meant to be
climbing up a rope ladder but instead he looks as if he’s had enough of life,
that is what my Son says he looks as if he’s hanged himself. The rope is like children’s
skipping rope. It’s pure tac but every household should have some sort of tac
at Christmas, right?
I think we are going to have to get our decorations either
in our garage or deflate them as we are expected gale-force winds tomorrow and
guess what is coming at the weekend? Yeahahah, snow… a picture-perfect
Christmas. Then, one week later is our big day, oh, heck, what will it be? Boy
Wonder has something planned for me and his Dad and I don’t know what it is… I
must say I feel a little anxious. I don’t care much for surprises. I like to
plan and be prepared, I mean, what to wear? An evening dresses? Trouser suit?
Jeans or joggers? We may be going out for a posh meal, he may be wanting to
show us his new business he has just bought, that is his dream… he may be
taking us to a Christmas market, I would love that. A forest walks? Even
better, a Christmas theatre visit? Or a meal with Shamrocks family? Possibly to
announce something? Or, they may have a house to show us… oh, gosh, the suspension.
Oh, heckers double heck, what if I am about to be told Hub and I are going to
be Grandparents? Oddly Hub is getting rather broody. Em. I’m not… too young.
All of us. Including the kids. Far too young and just not right…
My Son is driving home tonight he has been away for a couple
of days with Sham. I think their plan was to go on hikes, God help Shamrock.
Her short legs trying to keep up with Boy Wonder. She will die when she
realises how long BW’s hikes are and how fast he walks. That was the plan but
if Shamrock gets her way, they will be shopping, smile. Let’s see. Mind you, I
think she has shopped for England, and Ireland as that is all she has done for
weeks.
I have just received a wooden church in a box… it’s a
village scene. It’s a cottage, clock tower and church with lampposts and trees
that light up. I can’t open the battery compartment. Hub will do that, it’s his
speciality. Why can’t they make battery compartments like they used to? Now you
need a screwdriver for everything.
A couple of gifts came yesterday for Hub. For me. One was in
a large box from eBay. It’s second hand and Hub said he has never seen one in
his life he has even tried to look one up but failed. He came across this by
chance. He says it’s totally unique. Gosh, what could it be? Also, something
new he designed… this was a challenge for him obviously being blind. I can only
conclude its jewellery. I felt so sad for him when he opened it, as you know by
earlier blogs, we can do that in front of each other as we can’t see what each
other has in their hands… So, bless him, I sunk inside as he was obviously very
disappointed in what he got. He went upstairs I learned that he contacted the
wonderful team called B my eyes you can call them using your iPhone they are
wonderful volunteers who tell you what you are holding. It’s all done live.
Well, they recognised it and told Hub as he was so sad I feel he thought he had
made a boob.
Not literally.
a dark sadness
overcame him. Blindness totally sucks, especially when you just want to do
something nice for a loved one and he will know if he doesn’t know what it is,
neither will I. but he will be able to tell me and everyone else will know.
Just not to know though that it isn’t a shape but obviously a picture of
something. And, he paid a lot of money for it. I just wish we could get out to
shop like other people then mistakes wouldn’t happen. I also wish he would know
I don’t need expensive gifts to know he loves me. Sadly, that is the only way
some people from his past knew how to react. He was a money bank to them but
thank God, they are out of his life now and never to return in ours, but it
will take him a long time to adjust just as it is for me with my ex.
Well as my cuckoo clock strikes another hour, I shall put
down my lid and return to the daily grind of the housework. Then cook dinner BW
said he would still like dinner not sure if Shamrock will be coming back with
him or going home. So, what to cook? Hmm. I may do vegetarian toad in a whole. With
Mash and veg. Toad in a hole is veg sausage or in Hubs case real sausage as in
flesh… it’s done in the oven with Yorkshire pudding mixture poured over the
top. May do easy veg like butter beans and sweetcorn. And I will make BW’s
lunch for tomorrow as he’s back to work. Over three weeks now my Son hasn’t eaten
meat. So proud of him. It’s not easy.
Take care wherever you are and if you have an interesting
Christmas story to tell us all please do so and I will publish it or if you
would like to try to remember which blog you liked best this year, then let me
know and I will re publish it. May be give you an unanswered question?
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