Thursday, 10 May 2012

Uneventful is good

I can't believe it's been over a month since I last blogged. This is a good thing. It means life has just been pottering along in a fairly even manner - something which I badly needed after all that other stuff.

Last weekend DD1 did her practise Duke of Edinburgh expedition. This involved camping out and walking 20 miles with a ruck sack the size of her sister on her back. It was the hardest thing she'd ever done, she said. Still, she brought enough horse manure home on her boots and trousers to keep my roses blooming. While she was away I spent most of the weekend worrying, and yelling at the sky to stop raining. Turned out they had no rain all weekend - 20 miles up the road. But I appreciated her cracking out the emergency phone to text me she was safe at 4.30am. The father of a child sleeping over at mine was equally appreciative that I hit last number redial in my haste to get to the phone. 

Far more civilised was the lovely time I had at my first hen weekend for 25 years, though surrounded by a bunch of gorgeous 20-somethings I felt like a cross between a wizened old crone and Shrek. The DDs are bridesmaids so there's been much excitement and dress, shoe and hair planning. I bought my dress this week. That almost deserves a blog in itself as my last one had shoulder pads and brass buttons.


DP2 (the remaining cat) is missing DP1 and talks to us constantly - I swear she cries 'mummy'. She follows me everywhere. As I move from room to room, I am aware of an ambling presence in my peripheral vision. Or she'll sit on the book I'm reading, or my lap whilst I type. One evening last week she sat behind my feet while I cooked. As I turned from the hob with a pan of boiling pasta my full repertoire got an airing, plus a couple of new words. She gets lots of attention from us all and has a whole house to explore (other than my room), but it's never enough. I try to go to bed without her following me - no mean feat when her nose is pressed against the door - so she hides outside ready to pounce. It's like living with Cato. When I woke the other night for a bathroom visit I peered out into the darkness. She was fast asleep by the airing cupboard so I slid along the landing wall past her. Feeling pleased with myself, I sleepily did what I needed to, only to open my eyes with a start as a set of fully dilated black saucers bored into me from my feet.

I promise, if it's ok with the cat, I'll blog again soon.


  1. Glad to hear of some teenagers doing a proper Duke of Edinburgh task. We've got ones doing Zumba for their's at my class. All they do is annoy everyone and devalue the award in our eyes. Its pleasing that there are still teenagers taking the challenge seriously. I was so annoyed with them I even wrote a post about it

    1. Hi, my daughter has to do a sport too, and a hobby of some sort, plus the camping. I sympathise with the Zumba infiltrates. Shame there's not an age limit at the class... ;-)

  2. Awwww lovely x bless her heart x x x thanks for your tweet love. Don't forget to take lots of tissues with you as I'm sure seeing both your girls as bridesmaids is sure to open the flood gates! I would me! I'm looking forward to the dress post ;) Having a difficult, full on week *sigh* but getting ready to go away for he weekend. It's my 40th on Saturday (we won't discuss the devastation I feel about that here!) and Mr Cupcake has hired a vintage split screen camper van for me for the weekend. We are all super excited to escape this hell hole!!! Bless DP2 x x x

    Love & hugs chick,

    Jo x x x

    P.S. Sorry if I'm not quite with it x x x

    1. Hi love

      40 is fabulous! Ok, I'm lying, I was devastated too, but it beats the alternative and there's been too much of that of late for us all. Hope you have a wonderful day in your camper van. Make sure you blog about it!

      As for bridesmaids, damn, I'd not thought of that. I blub if they win at sports day so I'll be rubbish. Note to self: waterproof mascara...

      Have a fabulous birthday!!