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There are less than two weeks until Halloween now, giving me plenty of time to work out what fun dishes I'm going to rustle up in the kitchen. I'm thinking of doing pasta for dinner with "eye balls" and then various cupcakes and biscuits to entertain the troops. I don't usually celebrate Halloween as a rule, and this will be the first time that I have made stuff for the kids to enjoy at this time of year, mainly because this is the first year they have been with us for Halloween, having only moved in with us in February. As we have moved house and live in what I suspect to be a trick-or-treating neighbourhood, I think it will be important to keep some goodies in the house for those that knock on our door (I really don't want the house to be covered in toilet paper when I get up in the morning!). Does anyone have any suggestions of what else I can make? I have already raided BBC Good Food's website for their tasty recipes...
21st October 2010
chipper10th June 2010
I was inspired by Pam's blog thismorning, and consequently decided to bare my own soul. Incidentally, thanks for sharing, Pam! I was also inspired by Andria's blog - so thanks Andria!
I too was in a bad place a few years ago. My dad died in 2004 and I was drinking too much. I got myself into a destructive relationship and a job that was no good for my fibromyalgia and was basically on self destruct mode for the best part of a year. I managed to get myself out of the destructive relationship, but something good happened; I met my husband through the horrible boyfriend, although I didn't know at that time. A year later when I did meet up with the HB's friend, I was back to working in an office (and this particular job is my favourite of all the jobs I have had!), although I was on sick-leave with fibromyalgia flare-ups following the flu. Then I got sacked for not being fit to do the job I was employed to do. I was devastated. I drank more. I got myself into debt, despite the money my dad had left me in his will.
Then I met my husband's three children (my future step-children, although I didn't know it at that point) and his parents and shortly after Jay proposed to me. I was overwhelmed and happier than I had ever been! Then I had a knee operation that basically immobilised me for three months, during which time my body weight increased by 50%. I got more depressed and angry at myself, my friends and family, my previous employer and the world in general.
Then I took a step back and really evaluated my life. Did I really want to be this negative person for the rest of my life? No, I definitely did not. So I let go of the negativity, with a lot of help from Jay.
It has been a long journey, but despite still being in pain most of the time and having limited mobility, I am happier than I have ever been. If I had not made these changes to myself I probably would not still have Jay in my life, and certainly wouldn't have two lovely step-children living with us; which means we wouldn't be moving on Tuesday. People no longer avoid phoning me or talking to me. True, they don't visit me at home very often, but maybe that will change when we move and are less crowded. Maybe it won't, but I don't mind either way because I am happy with my life, and it's not because of the anti-depressants (which I still have to take, incidentally); it's because of Jay, Ollie and Issy. So I am dedicating this post to them and the rest of my family, whom I love very much.
I think I'd better sign off now before I start crying!
I too was in a bad place a few years ago. My dad died in 2004 and I was drinking too much. I got myself into a destructive relationship and a job that was no good for my fibromyalgia and was basically on self destruct mode for the best part of a year. I managed to get myself out of the destructive relationship, but something good happened; I met my husband through the horrible boyfriend, although I didn't know at that time. A year later when I did meet up with the HB's friend, I was back to working in an office (and this particular job is my favourite of all the jobs I have had!), although I was on sick-leave with fibromyalgia flare-ups following the flu. Then I got sacked for not being fit to do the job I was employed to do. I was devastated. I drank more. I got myself into debt, despite the money my dad had left me in his will.
Then I met my husband's three children (my future step-children, although I didn't know it at that point) and his parents and shortly after Jay proposed to me. I was overwhelmed and happier than I had ever been! Then I had a knee operation that basically immobilised me for three months, during which time my body weight increased by 50%. I got more depressed and angry at myself, my friends and family, my previous employer and the world in general.
Then I took a step back and really evaluated my life. Did I really want to be this negative person for the rest of my life? No, I definitely did not. So I let go of the negativity, with a lot of help from Jay.
It has been a long journey, but despite still being in pain most of the time and having limited mobility, I am happier than I have ever been. If I had not made these changes to myself I probably would not still have Jay in my life, and certainly wouldn't have two lovely step-children living with us; which means we wouldn't be moving on Tuesday. People no longer avoid phoning me or talking to me. True, they don't visit me at home very often, but maybe that will change when we move and are less crowded. Maybe it won't, but I don't mind either way because I am happy with my life, and it's not because of the anti-depressants (which I still have to take, incidentally); it's because of Jay, Ollie and Issy. So I am dedicating this post to them and the rest of my family, whom I love very much.
I think I'd better sign off now before I start crying!
5th June 2010
Why are so many people so incredibly ignorant? And why do most of them seem to live near me? For example, three bus drivers in the last week have pulled away from the bus stop without waiting for me to sit down. I'll admit that I'm slow, because I walk with a stick, but are they really that short of time? Also, in a shop today I was in the queue for the till and four people just pushed past me to get to the back of the queue because they are lazy and couldn't be bothered to walk around the stand.
But it's not just that though, is it? When did the phrase "excuse me please" get eradicated from the English language? I don't remember Parliament issuing a writ to prohibit the use of the phrase or an advertisement on a billboard, in the local newspaper or on the TV or radio to the same effect, so where has this phrase gone? Why is it now considered "acceptable" to push past someone without apologising, or to drop a door on someone who has trouble walking, or bash into someone's walking stick with a buggy or trolly or shopping basket?
I ask you: what is the world - and society - coming to?
But it's not just that though, is it? When did the phrase "excuse me please" get eradicated from the English language? I don't remember Parliament issuing a writ to prohibit the use of the phrase or an advertisement on a billboard, in the local newspaper or on the TV or radio to the same effect, so where has this phrase gone? Why is it now considered "acceptable" to push past someone without apologising, or to drop a door on someone who has trouble walking, or bash into someone's walking stick with a buggy or trolly or shopping basket?
I ask you: what is the world - and society - coming to?
pissed off31st May 2010
Change is a funny old thing; one minute you're doing one thing, and the next something completely different! I welcome and embrace change as much as I can, because the opportunity may never present itself again. The only time I have a problem with change is when it is forced.
Why do people enter into a relationship with someone with the sole intention of changing them? My personal opinion is that if you have to change a person to be able to love them, then you didn't love them in the first place. Why can't people accept people for who they are and love them for their similarities and/or differences? Changing a person deliberately to mould them into your expectation of them can only end in tears; they may resent you for doing that, or themselves for allowing you to. If you change as a couple during the course of time, then this is a good thing, surely, but how do you know you will love the person they become after you have finished moulding them? You might hate what you have created, which makes the whole process completely pointless.
I am moving house in the next couple of weeks, and this is a change I have welcomed, although when I moved into the house I am in at the moment (about 22 months ago) I swore I would never move house again. I am now saying that about this move, but I am looking forward to being there. Okay, so the house needs some work doing to it, but those are changes we are looking forward to as a family. If you had told me five years ago that I would be married to the most wonderful man in the universe and two of his children would come to live with us, I would have told you where to go! But now it seems like the most natural thing in the world, and I am happier than I have ever been.
What changes have you been through? Have they been good changes or bad changes? If you had the chance to change things back, would you?
Why do people enter into a relationship with someone with the sole intention of changing them? My personal opinion is that if you have to change a person to be able to love them, then you didn't love them in the first place. Why can't people accept people for who they are and love them for their similarities and/or differences? Changing a person deliberately to mould them into your expectation of them can only end in tears; they may resent you for doing that, or themselves for allowing you to. If you change as a couple during the course of time, then this is a good thing, surely, but how do you know you will love the person they become after you have finished moulding them? You might hate what you have created, which makes the whole process completely pointless.
I am moving house in the next couple of weeks, and this is a change I have welcomed, although when I moved into the house I am in at the moment (about 22 months ago) I swore I would never move house again. I am now saying that about this move, but I am looking forward to being there. Okay, so the house needs some work doing to it, but those are changes we are looking forward to as a family. If you had told me five years ago that I would be married to the most wonderful man in the universe and two of his children would come to live with us, I would have told you where to go! But now it seems like the most natural thing in the world, and I am happier than I have ever been.
What changes have you been through? Have they been good changes or bad changes? If you had the chance to change things back, would you?
pensive30th May 2010
20th May 2010
If I had to choose, I think I would choose Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. OK, technically that was on TV when I was in my late teens, but I think that qualifies... Why would I choose her? Well, she's a good friend! She's loyal and helpful and aren't those qualities we always look for in a friend?
awake28th April 2010
This notice appeared in my local newspaper, announcing the birth of my brother's son. The missing information should read:
Grandson to Janice, nephew to Auntie Shelly and Uncle Jay, Auntie Vicky, Uncle Ross, Auntie Zoe and Auntie Andrea-Fern and cousin to Emily, Oliver and Isabel.
This text does not appear because they have dis-owned all of my family since Lewis hit Ross while he was asleep in bed and broke his eye socket in two places and his nose.
Is this as petty as it gets?
Is this as petty as it gets?
19th November 2009
Yes, tomorrow will be my birthday. I haven't been excited about my birthday since I was a child, but since I met my husband we have celebrated differently, and now I find myself anticipating my birthday with at least a little excitement... Except that this year I'm ill - dog flu or something - and we are a bit short of money (what with the children actually being with us for Christmas Day!!!) so we won't actually be celebrating until Tuesday, when we will be going to Bournemouth (I love the seaside!). So while my excitement level for tomorrow is somewhat subdued, I am quite looking forward to Tuesday. And really hoping that I feel well enough to enjoy it!!
artistic3rd October 2009
Hi there I am craftgirl78 and this is my Live Journal blog! My main blog is over at http://craftgirl78.wordpress.com, but I am sure I will be visiting here fairly regularly...
