Right, so I’m at my mum and dads. My boys, all three of them are asleep in my mum and dads bed. I was spread eagled diagonally across two childrens lightning mcqueen blow up air beds. But I got 3 hours sleep earlier, by going to bed with the boys to settle them and am now wide awake. Which is not a great result. But I’m using the opportunity to do some much missed blogging.
As ever, I’m not writing this to make anyone giggle or find the meaning of the universe. Although if you do want a giggle, I’ll share that I’ve just witnessed first hand, the fact that my mum and dads oven REALLY DOES turn itself on and off randomly, for no reason at all. At weird times. Like 1 AM. And that when it happens you really do poop yourself. Even though there’s 4 other grown ups and 2 wee spiderman ninja’s ready to pounce shoud I yell loud enough to wake them up.
Here are some things I have thought of, in the last week alone, to blog about and not gotten around to…
1. The fact that our eldest now has spiderman pjs instead of thomas the tank engine. Things are moving on. He’s no longer a little person although thankfully the littler one, will still get excited by Lightning McQueen PJ’s and runs around the room “brrruuummmm” ing in them which is very lovely. The elder is kicking and spidey manning at me, which I’m trying to ignore, nicely…
2. It’s weird how the older you get you see how patient your parents have been with you, for decades, and wonder if you’ll ever be able to do that yourself, whilst at the same time, find some of the things they do as older people, really annoying!
3. The sorry truth that I can’t remember what it was that I wanted to blog about, when I sit down to write a list of them
4. To wonder if mums conferences, for business and for blogging are all blurring into one. I was asked to start one this year and I’ve turned it down, despite the lure of lovely sponsorship which would make me money, because I think there’s quite enough of them at the moment, and I’d want to do something different and haven’t worked out what. Yet. Or if I want to do it….
5. To ponder how I seem to crave time to myslef but not know what to do when I get it. Ann Hawkins will tell me off for this, I should have a list and be good cub sprout – “be prepeared”….
6. I want to write a synopsis and critique of Spooks but can’t think of it. You know, the clever articulate version. Not just me saying that whilst I get that Harry showed more emotion than ever beofre, it would have been better if he’d taken his bloodied hand and put it on her face and properly grabbed, hugged and clun on to Ruth. But that isn’t quite as articulate enough a take on it for me.
7. On friendships – thank you Lord and everything else for Mrs R and Dr AKT. My two friends. Dr AKT is quite proud of the fact that she has “two friends” and writes to me on birthday cards as “one of my two friends”. It’s quite a status to have really… Mrs R doesn’t go in for emotional mush like labels, but the one time she had something happen so awful that I cry just thinking of it, she had her husband ring me. So that will do instead. And she buys me birthday cards with cake, and two flubbers of bears riding a tandem together. I’ve done really badly this year with managing to see other friends. Well I’ve not even seen Mrs R and Dr AKT enough. But I call and swap rude texts with the former. So it’s ok. I find it really strange to see people having huge circles of friends. I’ve never, and I do mean, never, been in a circle of girls, so it’s something that I often wonder about. Am I missing out? Would it enhance my life? My only experiences don’t make me think they are that amazing, but maybe it’s just a chip I am missing. The group friendship chip? That’s something else to think and blog about. And thank God that I have sons and not daughters for. It upsets me already when E says someone wasn’t kind at school, so I’ve got plenty of manning up to do on this front!
8. See, I really can’t think of anything but when I was straddling the lightning mcqueen’s upstairs, I SO COULD !!! I do not like insomnia. This is a blog post in itself I suppose
9. Why I want there to be 10 things on this list. I’m into lists and numbers and orderly fashions. So can you all queue to read this blog post holding hands in pairs, nicely, crocodile style?
10. To acknowledge the wonder that is Lovely Bloke. To note how he goes to the cinema with my mum and joins in. To not be able to get a word in with him and my mum setting the world to rights. This alone demonstrates why he’s such a good husband. I find them cackling together. He makes my mum very happy. I love him so much for this and when I can find the energy and am awake when he’s not surrounded by children, will offer him rudey rudey to say thank you 🙂 To write about how grateful I am that my life ended up with him. That my marriage is not full of drama or anything like that, save for the in laws dog who eats chickens and other stuff like that. It makes me realise how bad previous relationships were for me and how my life could have turned out. That a miscarriage with the previous applicant was meant to be. That sort of thing.
Is that it? The laptop is out of battery, so I suppose it is ! I’ll go proof this and try again, to go to bed… Night x
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