Post celebration blues

I think the best thing about a New Year directly after Christmas, is the opportunity it gives to avoid the 'blues'. Today it's time to take down the decorations, Hoover up all the stray glitter, and start thinking about how best to make 2013 a good year.

My New Years resolutions:
1. De clutter my life and give as much away to charity as I can bear.
2. Be organised and stop double booking my life.
3. Look for a new job.
4. Start my small business idea. Make something happen.

As usual, I have no doubt given myself too much to do. I'm also signing up for 2 baby groups a week, plus swimming lessons, and throwing in a gym routine as well.

Now I see it all in black and white, It's quite clear I will come unstuck.

The biggest thing to look forward to this coming year, is a happy healthy family, at home in our new house. Finally we are here, and with the ravages of 2012 behind us, I keep my fingers crossed that we remain cancer free and have a roof over our heads for the time being.

Chin chin.



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doting auntie

I went trawling round all the finest Charity shops this weekend to get some toys for my Nephew. Since he and his mum are flying down to see me later this month, some amusement will be required when they arrive.

got quite a haul, a quick lick with the dettol wipes and they are good as new.

grandma

I keep looking at the scan pictures, and D laughs at me - “they'e not going to change” I don't care because I think it's facinating.

Still feeling sick.

my due date is 1st Jan. this is not considered ideal by D. I quite fancy a 25th December baby. It was my Grandmas birthday, so I think it would be sweet. Not sure I'd want to take her name though, it was Clarice lillian I think. Not loving those names, maybe they will grow on me..

an excuse to put a picture of Grandma here, on her 90th Birthday, 2003.

Mr and Mrs T came to stay

Only for 2 nights, which was enough, and not very long at the same time. On Friday night we went to a brewery called Schumachers, for a bit of traditional Schweinhaxe, and sausages (of course!), with Saurkraut and kartoffel puree on the side. Luckily, Mr T. has been blessed with an extremely healthy apetite, and hollow legs, so the vast portion we were served was well eaten by the time our waiter came to clear the table.

Our weekend was one of food, shopping, and rest, which went down very well on all sides, especially since Sunday was really dreary and rainy. I often feel when I have friends or family to visit that every moment should be of fantastic excitement, and those visiting should leave with the feeling that they have been totally entertained and their every whim has been catered for. Mrs T. reminded me that this is actually not as important as getting a good rest, the chance to eat some nice food and do a bit of 'nothing' for a while. This takes the stress of entertaining down a notch or two I must admit, especially since our humble abode will be invaded by guests for the coming 2 weeks almost constantly.

This revelation has left me free to focus on the important things in life, such as 'where does one buy Bird's custard powder on the continent?' It appears that the answer is 'nowhere'. Im therefore dusting off Mr V's edition of Delia's Complete Cookery Course, in the hope that my meagre culinary skills might enable me to make it from scratch....fingers crossed!

Grandpa's Honey

 

this is my favourite kind of honey. thick and pale. I got this jar from my grandpa's house, when I went round with my parents after his funeral. It is a bit sad eating my dead grandpa's honey, but it comes from his village, and I'll probably never have reason to go back there. It is nice to remember him everytime I have toast.