Big Week Part 4

On Sunday it was a Super Hero Party for T to attend. She asked me if she could go as a princess but rules is rules and I am sure the birthday boy would like everyone in his theme.

So either Super Hero Kitten that I could knock together in half an hour or own clothes it didn't matter and was not to be worried about.

What a Trooper!
She even got to wear some of mums lip gloss a special treat and I tell you she sparkled.
She didn't wear a coat, who needs to in that cape and it was only round the corner and she didn't take her scooter which I love because that means that she holds my hand.


On the way over she fell over and hurt the knees but picked herself up and got on with it.

When we got there T was the only one in a home made outfit and the three other little girls there were all dressed up as Princesses.

SEE!!

Although there was no howling there were definitely tears. Big round glassy tears.
We blamed in on the knee and she sat on my lap and watched for a bit and my heart broke for her.

I think that nearly five is still too young to realise how fabulous one can look and pulling off and outfit can make you a star in the room.

I can't remember what we did for the rest of the day but she had perked up and made a new friend who we will never meet and that it always nice.


On Monday I had an apptointment at the hospital with ENT.

The Mr had a good feel at the throat and spent time listening to all my virus woes although I don't think I was coherent through the tears before he took a big shiny thing to look down my throat and then inserted a camera down up nostril and past my tonsillectomy.
Mr was right, it's not the most comfortable feeling in the world.
But nothing I told him had him reaching for the panic button. So again I am calm.
The dizzyness that I am feeling will probably wear off in a few weeks and is probably the tail end of what ever I had through August, September and November.
I will have a scan on the goiter which is smooth and large just like all the women in my family it will go in and out like the tide and I will live with it.


Tuesday is T's 5th Birthday and she is super excited

She is having a birthday tea so we spend the afternoon before making up party bags and sticky toffee popcorn to give out at school on the day.

We talk about being five a lot and how happy we are.
Before she goes to sleep T tells me she loves me the biggest number which is 100.
I suggest she tries to climb into my bed in the morning without waking me up
Which she does

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Big Week Part 3

So Saturday was the school Christmas Fayre. It's all to raise money for the school so they can buy cool stuff through the year.
It cost £5 for kids and £2:50 for adults with a wine and cheese I took 13 people.
Bloody hell.

T had a minor blip before we left because I had put up the happy sign but I had made it years ago before she could talk and I had not added UNCLE on and she was not happy.

Note for next year - buy matching paper and dots and get it fixed

I think it looks good on the grey which at this point I still don't love


So they had food stalls, bouncy castle, chocolate tombola - we won big on that. Raffle, Christmas Karaoke not to mention other kid friendly games that I took no notice of because I LOST P for what seemed like 2 minutes but was only 30 seconds before hawk eye Grandpa spotted her hiding in a bush. Little COW.

The kids could also craft decorations we came home with this.

I think P is pointing to where it poops from. She is so naughty.


We came home with pickles and wine and stuff and it turns out that Grandpa has won the raffle, 2 hours with Claire the personal trainer!

The idea was that we would make a lunch of baked potato and lots of lovelies and all I had to do was warm it through but the oven decided to go on the blink.


But T opened some presents and looking back on things I should have warned her that P didn't really understand what birthdays were and all that she would see would be presents and probably make things difficult for the birthday girl which was probably and understatment.
A toy is a toy after all.

T held out pretty well and in the early evening set forth doing some major gluing and sticking with one present whist P just played with everything else.

Then it descended into the beginnings of cries and chaos and we put them to bed and at that point I thought I was going to be sick with tiredness and I realised I am not very good at being social and like being in the kitchen organiseing or washing up if it's my own home and we have company.
Is that normal for mothers?


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Big Week Part 2

Well part 2 was supposed to follow soon after part 1 but out of nowhere things got really busy and before you know it a week has passed

So we took our living space from this comfortable image from last summer or the one before judging by the car seat and the rug

Huge amount of photos

To these which must have been 3 weeks ago now.

So at this point the floors have been insulated with rock wool and the boards secured down and there have been an extra plug socket put into each room and the majority of furniture, toys, ornament and crap have all been stored upstairs.

This is from Monday when Toby arrived at 8am

Then by lunch Toby had done this and it was sanded and ready for a coat of undercoat to cover the dark grey.

I think they call it the BEFORE

The following day the paint went on after much umming and arring about which shade of grey we should go to next. I like grey and I didn't want to go to the paint shop seem to be having a problem leaving the house. Some women find it an enjoyable experience.
Not me.
I know I am rarely right first time its just the way I am.

We had chosen the carpet and if we went with a brown based paint the brown carpet looked brown but if we went with a blue based colour then it looked like we had skinned a seal cub.

I had sent G off to buy the paint saying that if the Cornforth was too pale get the Pavillion but his personality couldn't resist getting the Lamp Room......in the wrong light it really seemed to be the wrong side of dark.

The London Clay was really wrong for the wood work all turning out to be a costly mistake.


In the end it came together like so

We changed the Clay to Tanner's Brown and Gareth said lets go with the skirt and frames in a similar grey to the walls
At this point I don't love it

By end of play Wednesday it was done and Toby was gone.

Then started the big clean because the family were coming  Saturday for Uncle John and T's birthday they are both the same day so we combine a gathering and it happened to be the same day as the school fayre. so they got an outing as well.

Carpet due the following week

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A Big Week Part 1

So the noise in our basement from our lounge and dining room is deafening.
This is where G works so he decided that we would need to lay a carpet to drown the sound. Well, you can't just lay a carpet and not paint the walls if you have not painted in nearly 13 years.
So he booked the decorator and we set forth arguing about flooring.

And boy did we fight and battle lines were drawn.

Here are some photos of what the space looked like over the years. I have not trawled through that many photos and there are not that may without other people in them

Notice the kind of white paintwork

Royal Wedding and white floor boards and grey walls

Before children when these was time to do fiddly thing - old fire place - no paint on the floor

Grey walls again with white picture rail boarder

Grey walls and tidy

So he told me Wednesday before last that Toby was coming to paint on the Monday so we had to move everything out over the weekend, secure the floorboards, put in any new sockets and choose a carpet.

Did he forget that the following Saturday (last Saturday) we had invited 13 people to lunch?

More to follow
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Waking Up

P waking up can either take a minute or an hour, if its the latter she walks round looking like Gollum.

On this day it happened to be quite nice.

Next week is T's birthday and there is a lot to do but Gareth decided to decorate our living and dining room this week and booked our friend the decorater and I tell you there is stuff every where.

We are exhausted!

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Children In Need

This post is a bit rambly but at the time there was a lot of prep to this activity so I am writing about it.

So the school that T is at had a cake and second hand toy sale at the school to raise money for
Children In Need.
This was all last Friday I think
They had to wear uniform on the day but they could wear Pudsey Bear ears etc so I sent her in with big cloth ribbons which I thought looked cute.

So I thought that I (super mum) would make these amazing cup cakes with glorious icing.

But actually I made these huge cup cakes because the recipe called for dividing the mix into 16 and I had only a twelve tin. I used Bill Granger cake for a crowed and it is a bit of a dense sponge but actually it didn't really cook through the middle either. But I think kids like that?

For some reason trying to get the icing to stick to the top proved difficult also and their were no smarties in the shop so skittles had to do, kids like these too I am sure

So when I sent her off to school the plate looked like this and you needed two hands to carry it

I am not kidding six cup cakes weighed more than a couple of bricks!
I supplied a napkin with each cake because I am like that.


In the afternoon the parents were invited into the school to help the children choose things from the toy sale T got really excited so I had to tell her what money was because it's really not her radar at all.
She empitied her piggy bank and brought it all down and put it all in this hideous purse.

She needed about a pound and this thing is the size of a hand bag so I put some coins in this little angel that could fit in her pocket.
I had also spoken to the teacher and asked her to keep an eye on things at the break time cake sale

It turns out she bought one chocolate cup cake 80p!! Bloody Hell.

In the afternoon I bought these.
Clearly a mother thought a trip to the patisserie is easier and she was right.

My cakes were no where to be seen I can't decide if they were thrown away for being under done or an absolute hit.

T also tied her first tie.

I swear school is like a marathon for parents.
Now they are learning Christmas songs and so am I

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Christmas Is Coming!

Christmas is a round the corner but I have two little girls birthdays to get through first so the next question is really rather stupid.

Do I want to make a Christmas quilt?

YES! but there is no time to make it.

T and I have been curling up under the blanket reading in the evenings, she is getting a bit confused with It, Is and In but we will get there in the end and I was thinking that we have Christmas books and toys that we bring out on the first week of December why not have a quilt.

I just borrowed these pics from Google images sorry if I have not asked permission and I should have.

 

I thought maybe I could buy some Christmas fabric and make a start in the spring? I am such an Aquarian!
I also thought it might be a nice project to do with some gals round the big table but then that would mean numerous sewing machines in the house and that is a whole lot more equipment than is probably necessary but maybe I could think about a little craft making evening with friends in the New Year.

Today I went to the Dr.
Last week my ankle scar decided to leak so I made an appt. I also found a lump underneath my arm on Saturday so I thought that I would get that checked and as I was there update the floppy neck, a 3 in 1.

Scar is fine.
Lump is probably a swollen sweat gland, Dr. started to talk about ladies shaving their under arms I came clean and said it wasn't high on my priorities this month but I had made an effort for this appointment.
Floppy neck - he had a good feel with gloves on as the original Dr. who saw me for this problem has something funny going on with her neck!! I am so pleased! I am not neck crazy!


What concerned me is that this is flu season and they have bunting in the reception area highlighting that FLU CAN KILL, why would you print that on bunting? Bunting is pinned up for celebration, dying from flu is surely no cause for a party.

Maybe I should write to the practice manager. I think I can fit that in before Christmas.
Nite
CM