Monday, 27 February 2017

the bird has flown

So....hours and moment have passed since last I wrote.  Things change. My lovely chum has gone back to the land of her birth which happens to be on the other side of the world. I know that in these modern times we can still keep in touch much more readily than in days gone by but it feels very different, knowing that I can't just pop over to see her.

DG has been home and gone back again. It is so lovely to see her but also so lovely knowing that she is doing the thing which she loves.  For me though, there is a gap where she was. This has happened with each of our offspring...they have is right and proper...and the gap they left behind will never be filled in the same way again. This is how it should be..I know. Except of course for JBoy. He is still here and will be for the foreseeable future. However M and I are becoming very aware of our age and the fact that we won't be able to do all we do with JBoy for much longer...but the alternative feels too hard.

the birds have flown
All but one
Who stays,
Enrobed with parental love
As we age around him

Thursday, 2 February 2017

the early start

So....I was awoken this morning at technically last night. Not very funny but if I don't laugh about it, I might cry!!! #Choosing to laugh.  I am just learning about these hashtags..still not sure of their purpose but I have been told I have to do it!!

JBoy did sleep a bit on and off after that so it isn't all bad. We listened to the twinkletinkle toy ad nauseam but I must have fallen asleep for a little while because I had a dream that I had smashed the twinkletinkle toy into a million pieces....but it was just a dream...or a nightmare, maybe.

The bus was the Right Bus this morning but with the Wrong driver so it was spectacularly late, leaving JBoy and I outside in the 'mild' February weather which may be mild for February but which feels positively fierce after an hour. Shivering, he climbed thankfully aboard whilst I went into the house to thaw. Having thawed, I ventured out again ,but this time with my big thick coat, to purchase the potatoes and have a little potter about. Not working today but I did stop to admire  'my' window (I was allowed and even encouraged to do the children's window yesterday...oh I had such fun.....) before forging forwards to the supermarket where I managed to purchase enough potatoes to keep the Boy happy for a couple of days.  I think baked today. Easiest for me and with my brain in a slightly mushed state I think easy is the way to go.

An hour before the Boy returns and the house is filled once again with the sound of singing Santas and noisy cars.

How am I doing with the hashtags???? Who knows? Who cares???

The End