Rotherham Family

Hi all,
Hopefully this will look as good as the original, but I had to resize it which may have not done the quality much good.

This is my fave pic of my daughter Ami and grandson Oskar, I now have this in a frame in my lounge. Can't believe he is 10 months old already, seems like yesterday we were making the drive south, checking in on Ami's labour all the way.

Proud Granny T

Hi all

Sorry not been around, been quite bad all weekend, I promise to catch up on reading blogs asap.

Went to "fat class" today. Lost 1.5lbs, making my total 25lbs, I now have my club 10 sticker. I lost 10% of my start weight, which is recommended to be healthier. Obviously I will carry on, if I continue at this rate I will be at target on 30th April and will have lost 7 stone!!!

However that graph doesn't take christmas into account, which may, erm will, put me back at least a month.

Despite my illness, and my enforced sedentary lifestyle I am at last in control of my weight.

I am very proud, and celebrated with a toffee muller light, bannana and meringue nest. Sadly on strong pain killers so wine was out of the picture

Hi All,

Just to say, what with this crap Windows vista(see mondays blog) and feeling crap I haven't been around much.

I made the mistake of saying I was going to return to work, sick of

1. No money
2. Waiting for appointments!

Woke up, or rather was woken up at 7am in horrendous pain, so bd have been on tamadol all day and spent the afternoon watching Most haunted laid on the setee with the dog and spiders (well I old see them)

If I'm not around over the weekend, I promise to catch up. CT scan at 8am so off to bed before the drugs wear off

Teri
xx

Hi all,

Well what can I say Will was great. He put on a fantastic show, complete with costumes, dancers et al. As the review in our local paper says "it would have been worth double the £30 a ticket". Apart from Will writhing about on the floor (I could change him!!!!) my fave bit was him singing "You & I" sent goosepimples up my arms. he writhing hit another nerve.

Support was Anna Krantz, erm thanks for coming love! All the songs sounded a bit samey!

Before the show started a blonde girl and a bloke with a guitar came on. "Oh i, thinks me. BMG pushing a new act whilst waiting for X factor to end". I was VERY surprised. Shelly Poole, once one half of Alisha's attic was excellent. I will be buying her CD when the SSP allows. Perfect for chilling out to!

I share some Shelly below.

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Oh My, tonight I am going to see Will Young!!! My sister bought tickets for my birthday.
I have been a fan since Pop Idol and was Sooooo happy when he beat Gareth Gates and knocked the smile off Simon Cowell's face.
Since then he has gone from strength the strength and proven he is more than the "average" Mr Cowell described him as.

This is Porthcurno, in Cornwall. Overlooked by the Minack Theatre it is easily one of, if not THE best beaches in the UK.

My plan is to retire to, or close to Porthcurno and live out my days gazing at the white sand and clear sea.

There's something about the sound of the sea................
.... don't you think?

Today at 11.30am I have to attend hospital for a cardiac exercise tolerance test, following my "cardiac episode" earlier this month. I can't get them to realise that it was the dishy aussie doctor who was making my heart race!

Now, I, although overweight, am was an active person. I manage a call centre so spend all day running around like a blue horse fly (don't know where that saying has come from?!?!) However since 6th March I haven't worked, walked or done bugger all! Don't get me wrong on a good day I try to walk the dog and do general housework, but usually pay for it by a nightime of pain.

On Friday I walked 200 yards to our local pub to meet my dad for a drink, halfway there my hubby had to hold me up!

Therefore I offer up goodbyes to my blog friends, this bloody test is gonna kill me, if not bring on the desired "cardiac episode" my kidney/bowel/who the feck knows where it is coming from pain, will kick off big time!

Still I have a CT scan on Friday, chance for a lie down!

"gulp" See ya when I can, if it kills me I'll haunt ya!

Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann

Yipp bloody yee!

I have lost another 2lb this week, total is now 23.5lb!!!

One more lb and I will have lost 10% of my starting weight. Obviously being ill has assisted in the speed of the weight loss, which is the only bonus about it.
I have a heart exercise tolerance test tomorrow which sould burn some calorie. Though in saying that, when in pain I cannot manage to wark the 200 yards to the shop so it may be a no go!

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
– Theodore Seuss Giesel

My hubby had the bright idea to trial Windows vista! What a crock of !!!
This is my second attempt to type this, I also have to go back and fill in missing letters, otherwise the blog would resemble a Norman Collier announcement (ask yer mum!!!)
This thing has so many bugs it resembles my daughter's hair last week (see NITS).
As I have no patience the computer is about to be launched through the window!!

By the way GOOD MORNING

"Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work."
– Thomas Edison

Me being married and it being a Saturday. Him in doors has cleaned his teeth!

Night all, be good, if you can't be good, BLOG IT let us nosey bugger know the details!

Sent to me on email from my brother, worth a share!

HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY? (written by kids)

(1) You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
- Alan, age 10

(2) No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry.
God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
- Kristen, age 10

WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?

(1) Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
- Camille, age 10

(2) No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married.
- Freddie, age 6 (very wise for his age)

HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?

(1) You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
- Derrick, age 8

WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?

(1) Both don't want any more kids.
- Lori, age 8

WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?

(1) Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know
each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
- Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure)

(2) On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that Usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
- Martin, age 10 (Who said boys do not have brains)

WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?

(1) I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
-Craig, age 9

WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?

(1) When they're rich.
- Pam, age 7 (I could not have said it better myself)

(2) The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
- Curt, age 7 (Good Point)

(3 ) The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
- Howard, age 8 (Who made the rule)

IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?

(1 ) I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm never going to have sex with my wife. I don't want to be all grossed out.
- Theodore, age 8 (Too much detail for his age)

(2 ) It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
- Anita, age 9 (bless you child)

HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?

(1 ) There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
- Kelvin, age 8

And the #1 Favourite is........

HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?

(1 ) Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck.
- Ricky, age 10 ( The boy already understands)

Seen a few of these so decided to "bear all"

1. ( ) Smoked a cigarette.
2. ( ) Crashed a friend’s car.
3. ( ) Stolen a car.
4. (x) Been in love.
5. (x) Been dumped.
6. (x) Shoplifted. (at 13, and got caught!)
7. (x) Been fired/laid off. Took the B for wrongful dismissal, and won!
8. (x) Been in a fist fight.
9. (x) Snuck out of your parent’s house.
11. ( ) Been arrested.
12. ( ) Gone on a blind date.
13. (x) Lied to a friend.
14. (x) Skipped school. Only once (was scared!)
15. (x) Seen someone die.
17. ( ) Been to Mexico.
18. (x) Been on a plane.
19. ( ) Purposely set a part of yourself on fire.
20. ( ) Eaten sushi. Yuck!!
21. ( ) Been skiing. Against my better judgement!
22. (x) Met someone in person from the internet. Was with my hubby, not one of those sex with a stranger deals!!!!!!
23. (x) Taken pain-killers. Bloody hell, when don't I???
24. (x) Love someone right now. Totally!!!!
25. (x) Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by.
26. (x) Made a snow angel.
27. (x) Had a tea party.
28. (x) Flown a kite.
29. (x) Built a sand castle.
30. (x) Gone puddle jumping.
31. (x) Played dress up.
32. (x) Cheated while playing a game.
33. (x) Been lonely.
34. (x) Fallen asleep at work/school. Worked nights in a garage 4-5am was a killer!
35. (x) Used a fake I.D. Pretended to be my brothers wife to get RAC rescue!
36. (x) Watched a sunset.
37. ( ) Felt an earthquake.
38. (x) Touched a snake.
39. (x) Slept beneath the stars.
40. (x) Been tickled.
41. (x) Been robbed. burgled by two youths for my daughters money box!
42. (x) Been misunderstood. Always am!
43. (x) Petted a reindeer/goat.
44. (x) Won a contest.
45. ( ) Ran a red light.
46. ( ) Been suspended from school.
47. (x) Been in a car accident.
48. (x) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night.
49. (x) Had deja vu.
50. ( ) Danced in the moonlight. Personally prefer sex in the moonlight
52. ( ) Liked the way you looked. Rarely though it may be
53. ( ) Witnessed a crime.
54. ( ) Questioned your heart.
55. ( ) Been obsessed with post it notes.
56. (x) Squished barefoot through the mud.
57. (x) Been lost.
58. (x) Been to the opposite side of the country.
59. (x) Swam in the ocean.
60. ( ) Felt like dying.
61. (x) Cried yourself to sleep.
62. (x) Played cops and robbers.
63. ( ) Recently coloured with crayons.
64. (x) Sung karaoke.
65. (x) Paid for a meal with only coins.
66. (x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t.
67. (x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out your nose.
68. (x) Caught a snowflake on your tongue.
69. (x) Danced in the rain. Oh sex is better!!!!
70. (x) Written a letter to Santa Claus.
71. ( ) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about.
72. (x) Blown bubbles.
73. (x) Made a bonfire on the beach.
74. (x) Crashed a party.
75. (x) Gone roller-skating.
76. (x) Had a wish come true.
77. ( ) Worn pearls.
78. ( ) Jumped off a bridge.
79. ( ) Ate dog/cat food.
81. (x) Told a complete stranger you loved them. probably in a drunken moment!
82. ( ) Kissed a mirror.
83. (x) Sang in the shower.
84. ( ) Had a dream that you married someone.
85. ( ) Glued your hand to something.
86. ( ) Got your tongue stuck to a flagpole.
87. ( ) Kissed a fish.
88. (x) Sat on a rooftop.
89. (x) Screamed at the top of your lungs.
90. (x) Done a one-handed cartwheel.
91. (x) Talked on the phone for more than six hours on one occasion. Hang up every 59 minutes and redial, that way it is free
92. (x) Stayed up all night.
93. ( ) Didn’t take a shower for a week.
94. (x) Picked and ate an apple right off the tree.
95. ( ) Climbed a tree that had a tree house.
96. (x) Been told by a complete stranger that you’re hot. One asked to weigh my boobs the other day, does that count???
97. (x) Ever had a one night stand.
98. (x) Ever been to a professional football, or tennis game in a stadium ground.
99. (x) Went hiking in the mountains.
100. ( ) Smoked a cigar.
101. (x) Wished you had the chance to change your profession.
104. ( ) Ever cremated and kept the ashes of a pet you cared a lot about.
105. (x) Wished you could live your life over again beginning at age 21. Sometimes!
106. (x) Been baptised.
107. (x) Rode a horse.
108. (x) Sent flowers to someone you never met. Managed a complaints department and had to, often!!!!

Give it a go!!!!
Feel free to ask questions!

This is my dad his name is jack and today he is 79 years old.
This is a special birthday as in his own words last night "I never thought I'd see another".

On 30th December 2005 we were told my dad had bowel cancer, we weren't stupid, he'd lost loads of weight and had aged within months. Still that word scared us. We weren't allowed, according to my dad, to blart (cry), so what if he had cancer, he wasn't going to let it beat him.

On new years eve he still went out to the same working mens club he has for 50 some years and I acted as his driver. It took me ages to get him out of the club as he is so well liked he had people queueing up to talk to him.

In January he went into hospital, his blood count very low, to have tranfusions before his operation. By the time he had spent three days running upto his operation everyone on the ward knew him. Like throughout his life, my dad had made sure he knew everyone and they knew him. On the night before the operation we all visited nervously but he sat in his bed joking and insisting on doing a dance for his grandkids to show off his "sexy" surgical stockings.

The operation went well and although left with a colostomy bag (my dad calls it his lucky bag) the doctors were confident all the cancer was removed and were amazed at his quick recovery. My son and I cried with laughter as he recounted the hallucinations he was experiencing from the drugs.

As I am from a large family (there were 7 of us before my brother died) visitng my dad was run with military precision and my shift was to go straight from work and take my mother home after. Despite her own ill health she insisted on spending the whole of visiting with him.

One Weds night I was running late and called dads bedside phone to tell him, he didn't answer. So I called the ward, "please tell jack to answer his phone" I asked. Val, his favourite nurse went quiet, "has your mum not called you?" she asked. I said no. She went on to explain, she wasn't allowed to say much over the phone, but that my dad had been ill all afternoon and they thought he had a "cardiac episode", he was now in high dependency.
I drove to the hospital as quick as I could to find my mum, my brother and two elder sister outside, they had been waiting to tell me what had happened when I arrived to visit. My mum was concerend about upsetting me and me then having to drive. We spent an hour waiting for the doctors to work on my dad and then come to see us. They informed us my dad's kidneys had failed and the next 24 hours were critical, obviously we were devastated! We were allowed, in small grooups to see him.

Seeing him was scary, he was hooked up to loads of machines which were beeping, his heartrate and BP were very low. As I walked up to his bed the first thing he said was "don't you bloody blart" which made me laugh. He said "I've told him I'm going nowhere, if i'd have gone down that hole I'd be a gonner. But I'm not bloody going! Leaving him there that night is one of the hardest things i have ever done! (we never found out who HE was)

Bloody hell just realised this is becoming war and peace!

Anyway...
By the next day his kidneys were working, and it turned out he had a major infection, which combined with his age had totally knocked the stuffing out of him. He spent his days in HDU moaning to get back to the ward and his beloved Val, the nurse who had quickly recognised his decline in health and got help to him. He and we know she saved his life. he was moved back after a week, and a week later was home.

He is now back to pre cancer weight, back to going out with his mates on weekends and being the life and soul of every family gathering. he once again acts as carer to my mum and a source of entertainment to his many grandchildren and great grandchildren.
In his words he has a new lease of life and he's going to live it.

Happy Birthday dad, I am so proud to have you as mine!

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED
the 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, bread and butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 999 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat.........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live in us forever.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! (bit american but you get the meaning)

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility,
and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them!
CONGRATULATIONS!
You had the luck to grow up as kids,
before the lawyers and the government
regulated our lives for our own good.

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors,
doesn't it?!

Got sent this on email and thought I would share with my friends in blog land!

Went to see my GP yesterday, turns out the tummy bug" I had is Campylobacter. As the antibiotics I had been given have given me bad side effects ( strange a pill to cure the runs gives you the runs?  I need to see if it settles and if not send another sample off next week. I have gone obsessive about cleaning, even though as my hubby said if it was something I had prepared we would all have got it. As the incubation period is up to 10 days I am struggling to remember if I ate out at all. Apparentley the Environmental Health will call me to ask questions. Annoying as it is, this is certaintly helping my diet. Told my GP I'll keep it till I get down to 10 stone!!!

My GP was not impressed with the crap registrar, but at least I have been refferred to a specialist so things are moving on the kidney front. I also have a second CT scan next Friday, you never know might be back at work by Xmas!!!

Dunno if it is my body needing to replace certain minerals but I am craving meringue nests, i have had 3 so far with natural yoghurt, fruit and squirty cream...................

........ Or maybe I'm just a greedy cow!

Apologies for spellings, I blame the drugs!

The Silent Treatment

A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were

giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next

day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5 a.m. for an early morning

business flight.  Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he

wrote on a piece of paper, "Please wake me at 5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would

find it.  The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00AM

and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and

see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of

paper by the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up."

Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.

WIFE VS . HUSBAND

A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying

a word. An earlier discussion had led to an argument and

neither of them wanted to concede their position.

As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs,

The husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?"

"Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws!"

 WOMEN'S REVENGE

"Cash, check or charge?" I asked, after folding items the woman

wished to purchase.

As she fumbled for her wallet I noticed a remote control for a

television set in her purse.

"So, do you always carry your TV remote?" I asked.

"No," she replied, " but my husband refused to come shopping with

me, and I figured this was the most evil thing I could do to him

legally."

CREATION

A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be

so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time.

"The wife responded, "Allow me to explain.

God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;

God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!

WHO DOES WHAT

A man and his wife were having an argument about who

should brew the coffee each morning.

The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up first,

and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee."

The husband said, " You are in charge of cooking around here and

you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait

for my coffee."

Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the

Bible that the man should do the coffee."

Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me."

So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament

and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed

says.........."HEBREWS"

God may have created man before woman,

but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece.

Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.

Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said "I love you and I wish you enough."

The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough,too, Mom.

They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated.

Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry.

I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?".

"Yes, I have, "I replied. "Forgive me for asking but why is this a forever good-bye?". "I am old and she lives so far away. I have

challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral" she said.

"When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?". She began to smile.

"That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say It to everyone".

She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more.

"When we said 'I wish you enough' we were wanting the other person to
have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them".

Then turning toward me she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.

I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much
bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.

She then began to cry and walked away.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person,an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

In Memory of those who lost their lives in 911

Today at fat class I had lost 2.5lbs making 21.5lbs in 10 weeks. I got my 1.5 stone award and slimmer of the week. Basically 2 stickers for my book and a bag of other peoples unwanted fruit but it cheered me up!

Good news my grandson Oskar took two steps at the weekend. He is a little too excited to give it another go yet but as he is  only 9 months old we can wait. Hopefully Ami will take the trip north to see us soon

Before I was a Mom...
I slept as late as I wanted
and never worried
about how late I got into bed.
I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.

Before I was a Mom...
I cleaned my house each day.
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom...
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on. Spit on. Chewed on. Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom...
I never held down a screaming child so that doctors could do tests.
Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom...
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom...
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom...
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the
wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mom.

And before I was a Grandma...
I didn't know that all those "Mom" feelings more than doubled!
Send this to someone who you think is a special Mom or Grandma.
I just did

Before Abi broke up from school she came home with little visitors in her hair, which took weeks to get rid off.
She has been at school, and a new one at that for all of two days and guess what, they have reappeared! As I was freaking out while washing her hair one of her friends called for her and while walking down the drive was having a good old scratch at her head. looks like they're hers!

Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhhh

Rudyard Kipling

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

Came across this on you tube:

Am hoping this works

To coin a phrase: What a week that was!

Outstanding memories:
Making contact with my brother barry through a clairvoyant audience!
Finally meeting up with friends from school, shame it took the funeral of a friend to get us together.
A STUPID doctor, who made me feel a fraud and totally dismissed the pain I am in, and have been for 6 months
My "ickle" girl dressed up and heading off to comp, coming home a more mature person
A church full of men, singing abide with me and crying at my friends brother's funeral yesterday
All the kind wishes of friends new and old on my birthday.

So tomorrow we start anew, no doubt there'll be new friends to meet. But after the sadness of the funerals this week, I will embrace every experience as though it is my last, one day it will be!

On this day in 1963 I was born. The youngest girl in a family of 7. I haven't got a card from mum yet, but as it's my baby brother's birthday on the 11th I reckon she's mixed us up again. I'll get mine on the 11th (bless her! this is what awaits)
To counteract ageing I got married on my 29th birthday hoping I would remain 29 for ever.
Don't work like that!  So now I am 43 (ouch) and been married for 14 years.
How I hear you nosey buggers ask can she be married 14 years yet have a daughter at 23??? F*ck off not telling ya!!!!  LOL
Only joking, I will at somepoint fill you in on my sordid past, full of drunken debauchery (can't even spell the bloody word)
However in mine, my husband's and my children's eyes Lee is their dad, and a bloody good one too!

Anyways, will blog later, am avoiding pain killers and opting for the alcohol version of pain relief.

Worked out the funeral will arrive at the pub at 11am (will the sun be over the yard arm then??) So no doubt I will be bladdered!

Whatever you're doing have a good one.

Promise to catch up on comments etc later

Teri
xx

After a sleepless night, her and me. Abi left for school at 8am. School is about a 10-15 minute walk and she needed to be there by 8.45. No doubt before long she will be legging it out of the door at 8.30.
Thought i would share with you her picture

From one proud mum

Picture 1: My lovely hubby with my precious grandson Oskar Samuel Petkovski (he will be supporting macedonia in tonights match!)
Picture 2: My youngest, Abi with the dog Milo
Picture 3 : All my three wonderful kids, Matt, Abi & Ami
Picture 4: Abi taken in Egypt 2005
Picture 5: Me, lee and Abi at the Pyramids in Gisa last summer, best holiday ever!

Well I felt I should blog but to term the Yorkshire phrase I've "dun nowt". After the trials of yesterday I decided to chill out and relax. I had a friend round for coffee and informed I am to attend another funeral on Friday (Happy Birthday to me) Isn't it meant to be 4 weddings and a funeral? Well I've had 1 wedding and 2 funerals (I await the other two!)
My ickle girl starts comp tomorrow, hopefully! I say hopefully as the school resembles a construction site and rumour has it is not ready. She will however walk the 1/2 mile tomorrow to see.
I always feel that once they start the comp you begin to lose the "control" you had on them and their lives.
She is attending the same school I attended so I am pleased about that, but it's a bit scary when the baby of the family starts to spread her wings.

All

I am offering an award for the return of my missing pictures.

I was "editing" my Blog and must have "edited" away my pictures.

Please can someone "technical" advise, I promise to provide cyber chocolate and beer!

Teri

This was read at my friends funeral today

FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND
One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along the beach
with the Lord.

Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.

For each scene,
he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand.
One belonged to him, and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed
that many times along the path of his life,
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened
at the very lowest
and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him
and he questioned the Lord about it.:

oooO
( )
\ (
\_)

"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during
the most troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when I needed you the most
you would leave me."

oooO
( )
\ (
\_)

The Lord replied,
"My precious, precious child,
I love you and would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then I carried you."
~Author Unknown~

Well! The funeral was just that ... very very sad.

On a positive note I got to see her beautiful children grown up and saw loads of people I haven't seen since we left school 26 years ago!

On to the hospital!
We sat for 2 hours, after the first hour I found out that the actual consultant wasn't there and I was "yet again" going to see the registrar. Now don't get me wrong I'm no snob, I don't mind who I see, I'll see the bloody cleaner as long as she has a clue.
He initially began to go into great detail about my tests results, now bear in mind these were done in June. My appointment for July got put back two months. Did he really think I would have waited 3 months to see what the results were??? My GP, disgusted at the lack of information had called and seen the basics. I knew they were clear, what I didn't know is 1. why I am still losing blood from my kidney 2. why I am in so much pain I am off work and spend days in bed when even tramadol won't move it.
In his patronising voice he told me that he didn't believe my kidneys were bleeding, for god sake!!! this bloke has tested my wee once it was 3+++ blood!! Because the microscopic analysis doesn't show any red blood cells he says I am not bleeding. I myself questioned this after I had used 50 dipsticks to show varying degrees of blood over a month, yet microbiology was neg. My GP explained that the filters in my kidneys were smashing the blood cells, hence they couldn't be seen. He and his colleagues were amazed that a registrar in a Urology department didn't know this.
As far as I am concerned my kidneys leaking blood is not important. I need to know what is causing my pain (which my GP and a bowel consultant have said is when they touch my kidney) I explained this to him and the stupid tw*t just looked at me, didn't move and repeated his speil about blood. My mother is under a nephrologist (kidney specialist) who told her I would be reffered to him next as I MUST be investigated further. I had to insist on a referal. I AM SO MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh well so that's Monday almost out of the way.

went to fat class, AKA Slimming world. Got slimmer of the week. I only need to lose a pound next week and my stone number changes again!
Took my little girl to big school for her uniform, this consisted of:
Two sweatshirts
Two PE T shirts
one PE sweatshirt
One pair shorts
One tie
and a coat
I left school after losing over an hour out of my day, and almost 70 quid out of my purse. She came home and tried the full uniform on:
Black trousers, white blouse-New look no less!
and Clarks shoes (I had to get my way on something)

OH MY GOD! I know it's always said, but how grown up did she look.
Following all that excitement I spent the afternoon between the sofa and the PC in tremendous pain and my hubby had to take her to the dentist. Oh well, at least I did some of what I set out to do.
Donna's funeral tomorrow, and hospital in the afternoon so perhaps i may get some answers, or at least a doctor who doesn't talk to me like I am thick!

One lives in hope......

... All sing along if you know it!

Well! I went to the clairvoyant evening. A gentleman called Simon Peters (has been on most Haunted so the advert says). It was held in a local hotel, there were about 130-150 people there, which at £11 a head makes for a tidy nights wage. I can all hear you shouting that old yorkshire saying "How much????"

Before the "show" started Simon advised us all that he only wanted yes, no or i don't know answers and was very amusing in his demonstration of how easy it is to "cold read" a person. The first person he came to, he advised her she had a gentleman sat in the empty chair next to her and went on to come up with various bits of info. To be honest the lady had a face that looked like she was chewing a wasp so it was hard to judge by her reaction if he was right.
He then came to a lady sat with three young girls, he asked "what's wrong with your eyes?" she said nothing. He told her he had a man with him and burst into song, something to do with forgetting his specs, the four of them promptly burst into tears. From the reactions they gave to things he said I think he had convinced them.
He then stood with his back to the audience and was saying "ok, tell me where she is?" he then said 4 rows back 3 seats in. Now depending on which way he went it was either me or a friend of mine. His assistant gave the mike to my friend.
Now for the really really freaky bit!
He held his head and said "I have a young man hear who passed from a massive head injury" My heart started thudding. Annmarie said "no that doesn't mean anything"
He then went on to say he was young, she kept saying no, he said 18,19 or 20 again she said no. I had tears in my eyes and put my hand up. I said I think it's me.
Annmarie passed me the mike and he said:
Bang he had a blow to the head and that was it - I said yes
He said it happened at 23.07 on a Friday night - I said yes
He said they tried to bring him back and managed twice but he was DOA... I'm getting DOA does this make sense? - at this point I could only nod.
He said, it was his time people said it was unfair but you need to understand it was his time - a nod
He said "Hes a lovely lad" I smiled
He said, they said he was young, acting the fool and speeding, but he wasn't, it wasn't his fault. He was going down the road and it turned in fromt of him BANG, he didn't stand a chance - I just nodded
He then said 3 names, Im getting Simon, Adrian and John I said no to the first 2 and yes to the third (my dad and brother are called John)
He then went on to say he was sending love to the three, which I couldn't understand. But I do have 3 children.
He mentioned a woman, at first thought it was me, with heart and breathing problems I said not me but yes I know someone (my mum) He said he is sending healing she will be fine.
He then said he's talking about the pain in you leg, in your hip. Feels like I need to stretch it - I said no. He kept going on then my cousin sat with me said is it me. (she had a car accident and has had hip problems since, she often says "I want to stretch my leg out and pop the joint") he talked to her for a bit and he said don't worry he says you'll be fine.
As he was walking away he came back and looked at my left hand and said "no she's not" and looked puzzled. He said, "why aren't you wearing your ring?" I said I don't he then whispered why, looked embarrassed and said oh we won't go there! He told me the young man said to stop analysing everything, and start going with my heart and he passes his love.
He said, you wanted someone else to come through tonight but they can't, they are in heaven but are not here tonight.
I was an am in total shock.. I write why below:

When I was 11yrs old my brother Barry was killed when a car turned right into a petrol station and didn't see his motorbike coming down the road. He was 17. The acicident happened on a Friday night and he died at 23.07. He suffered fatal head injuries but though they worked on him at the side of the road he was dead on arrival at hospital. The words DOA were repeated often about the crash.
The newspapers blamed him, they said he was young, speeding and said he had been in the pub all night. He had but hadn't been drinking as he and his friends were off camping that night. He was and is described by anyone who knew him as a lovely lad.
Also I am married but don't wear my ring and haven't since my husband had an affair in 1999, we worked through our problems and are together and happy but I have been reluctant to do so, as well as that it is tight! I do analyse things more, I was very, perhaps too trusting and my hubby has done everything to prove he loves me and is sorry for what he did. Perhap it's time I opened my heart a bit.
My mother has heart and breathing problems and we are worried about her at the moment.

Don't get me wrong there is so much more I wish he had said. But with so many people, time was short and I am so happy to have that little piece of evidence that my brother is with us in spirit.

Maybe I was hoodwinked, maybe he went back in the obituaries 30 years because he knew I was coming.

I don't thinks so..... do you???

Of to bed now, can't wait to see my parents tomorrow
x

Thanks so much if you read this far

For the first time since I began to be ill I have made the first move and am going out! pain free, thanks to the co codomol and in trousers 2 size smaller, thanks slimming world and tummy bug!

I am going to a .... wait for it clairvoyant evening!

my cousin had a spare ticket and called me this afternoon and I thought "bugger it" so i'm off. I am open minded about these things, do believe in the afterlife (I saw my brother and spoke with him after he died..I'll blog that later) but am not sure all these "psychic folk" are real but hey it's an outing. My friend believed so who knows if she has completed her journey (I wonder if there are traffic jams en route to heaven?????) she may drop by to say hi.

By the way thanks to all the great people I have met so far on here! It's great!

Teri
x

I found this site and am now addicted, whenever I am online I leave the page open!

http://www.oceangram.com/

Today at 10:52am a man knocked at the door and I lost my family!
Who was this man i hear you ask "a murderer, a CID officer to reveal they were all members of some corrupt gang??" No in his hands he carried a Sky + box.
For years I have resisted the lure of Sky, reasoning that if there is nothing on the channels we already have perhaps the TV can be turned off. We can read, surf the net together and hopefully talk! What I hadn't thought of was now my son has turned 18 he would be able to afford to buy it for himself and as a gift for my forthcoming birthday and wedding anniversary he has extended it to our lounge.
Oh well, suppose at least I will be able to blog on a regular basis, the computer will be free!

First of all note to self: Must blog more than once a month!

You know when you end up in a rut, caught up in your own worries and the general trials and trubulations of life? Well that was me yesterday.
I have been off ill from work since March with symptoms yet unexplained, despite 2 consultants and various test, which as I am NHS are taking ages! On top of all this I have a stomach bug which the only bonus of is that I have lost 6lbs since Monday! (I WILL get Slimmer of the week at Sliiming world on Monday!) I spent all day yesterday sipping water, sat in my jim jams with my poorly quilt and feeling mightly sorry for oneself.
At 7.35pm I got a call that shook me right out of it, an old friend of mines mum was on the phone, and after an initial confusion as to who was on the phone she went on the tell me that her daughter, Donna, the girl I spent 11 years going through school with, celebrated the births of our babies with in 1983, mourned with her the loss of hers to cot death only 6 months later and for one reason or another had lost touch with 15 years before had died. DIED ??? Age 42 FFS?!? That is not meant to happen. I was MEANT to get back in touch with her, We always MEANT to keep in touch!
As you can see this has shocked me to the core, but has put my own life in perspective. Ok, I'm ill. Ok, I can't work at the moment and we are poor. But HEY! I'm alive!! My kids and my grandson aren't having to go through what Donna's children are.
My phone was off the hook all night with calls to and from old friends as the news spread, mostly people just wanting to say hi and most conversations starting with "I'm sorry i haven't called in a while.."
One lesson to learn, don't "mean to" do anything, DO IT! I wish I had, but life has a habit of running away with itself and we waste so long on less important things instead of taking the time for ourselves and our friends.
So on Tuesday, we'll all go together and at 11.40am say goodbye to our friend Donna. I can still picture us now, at 23 years old, tottering out in a blizzard of snow in high heel sandals, mini skirts and vests. Freezing to death but refusing to wear a coat, because you didn't!
Goodbye Donna, reunited with David
RIP