Is there anybody out there?
I'm still here...
|This is supposed to be a photo of me and my girls painting eggs but Hubby uploaded the photos and now I can't find them!|
Yes, I know! All that talk about blogging at least once a week and here I am, over a month later, finally managing to drag myself to the laptop to do a post. This is still the infamous old Apple PowerBook and it is still temperamental but is getting better following the acquisition of a new charge cable.
I have had an eventful month, full of happy reunions and glorious sunshine. Darling Daughter First Born is home for the Easter break, and a few weeks ago I met possibly my oldest, (in terms of how long I've known her, dears, not her age!), and dearest friend in London. It has been over a year since we last had the chance to get together and it was really nice to chat over old times and new. We drifted from cafe to park bench to pub for lunch and then back to a cafe again. The sun shone and I remembered just why we have been friends for thirty years - she knows me so well in every sense of the word. Thank you dear Nicky for a lovely day. Our lives have taken different paths. She is a successful and very hard working business woman with four children and is always looking for new challenges. I haven't had a paid full-time job since before my daughters were born and I am happiest when I potter in my garden or walk with my dog. I guess I have never really been ambitious, but now after our meeting, I am beginning to think I need to shake myself up a bit over the next year or so. Youngest Darling Daughter will be eighteen soon. She is planning on staying here for another year whilst she does her Art Foundation year but then she will follow in the footsteps of her sister and go off to university too. Then it will be just Hubby, Rosie and Me. Oh and Raphael, Darling Daughter First Born's bearded dragon lizard :)
So I need a plan for the future. I'm working on one right now and will reveal all in a future post. I have also been getting creative again. I am terrible at starting projects and never finishing them. Works in progress, yes, well, we all know what that means. Anyway, about fifteen months ago I started knitting my Mum a wrap for her holidays. Then as usual, life got in the way and the wrap was stuffed in a bag, unfinished and forgotten. Well, I decided it was time I finished it so that Mum could take it to Spain with her this time. So here it is, modelled by my Mum:
I'm pleased with the finished item and I think Mum liked it too.
I'm home alone today because Hubby and girls have gone to Devon to visit Hubby's Dad, who is 74 today. Happy Birthday Grandad! They left me behind because I am infected with a nasty cold virus. So I have been a recluse all day, feeling sorry for myself and watching the rain pour down outside. It's hard to believe we were basking in the sunshine just over a week ago. Hopefully, tomorrow the sun will shine again and my cold will be a thing of the past, fingers crossed :)