Mothers Day

What  can  i say  about  my Mothers  day,  that  I  am  blessed  with  two  beautiful  daughters  and a really great  son in law........  I  was  a  little  sad  in the  morning,  my  "home"  child  had  slept  over  at a friend  and  I  woke  up  "childless"  so  made  my own  tea....  was  surprised  a  little  while  later  when  she  arrived  home for  the  four  of  us,  two  girls  and  too Mothers,   to  go on a  Mother  daughter  breakfast..........  which  she  paid  for,  not  sure  where  the  money  came from  although  I  have  the  inkling  that  the  tuck  money  she  required  for  school  all last  week  had  a  lot  to  do  with it............  it  was  lovely  I  cannot  believe  that  I  actually  had   a  health  breakfast,   it  was  torture  I  almost  felt  like  fighting  my  friend  for  her  eggs  and  bacon  the  smell  was amazing......  but  I could  not  afford  to  use  too many  points  at  breakfast  otherwise  I  would  have  to  starve  all day.........  talk  about  dedication....

I  made  lunch  for  the  whole  family........  can  you  believe  it  again  so  that  I  could  stick  with my diet, restaurant  food  just  takes  up  to  many of  my points  and   it is  too early to  want  to  cheat  and  next  week  they  are  taking  measurements  and  weighing  us  all again  so  don't  want  to embarrass  myself.......
My  eldest  daughter  again  used  her  creative  gifts  to  make  me  some  stunning  gifts,  memo  pad  for  the  fridge,  note  book  for  my "inspirational  moments"  and  my favourite  some Mothers  Day  Coupons,  little  cards  on  which  I  can  put  tasks  that  I  would  like  her  to do for  me..........  anything..........  I  could  really  have  fun  with  them.............  revenge.......... I  am  thinking  about  all the  nappies,  all the  sleepless  nights..........  all the  grey  hairs.............  no................  yes........................no..................
With  all  the  events  of  the  day,  I  missed  church  in the  morning  so we  went  to the  evening  service   and  I  was  thrilled  when  our  minister  asked  me  to do the evening  service  at  the  end  of May.......  I  knew  something  was  coming  because  I  had  completed  a "message'  the  week  before  and  had  given  it  to my  "bestest"  friend  to  type.......  God  knows  I  cannot be  rushed  into  these  things.......  so  always  sends  me the message  way  in advance....... we  serve  an  awesome  God......
It  could  only  happen  to  us........  when  we  came  out  of  church  our  car  was  surrounded  by  policemen,  and  loads  of police  cars  with   flashing  blue  lights,    turns  out  a  drug  dealer  had  run  out  of  petrol,  pushed  his  car  behind  mine,  and  gone  off to  buy  some petrol,  the  police  had  received  a  tip  off about  the  car,  and so  when  it  was  noticed  they  "hid"  behind  a  wall  and  when  he  came  back  with  the  petrol  they  nabbed  him,  and  they  were  holding  him  up  against  my  car............  we  had  to  wait  about  half  an  hour  before  they  would  allow  us  to  remove  my  car................

Never  a  dull moment  in  our  household...........  even  Mothers  day  could  not  be  an  ordinary  day.

Mothers day 2009

In line with my new found need to change myself, the sermon at church this morning was all about change, so i know that i am on the right path, and am trying to do things differently, although i really wish that the service had been the required 1 hour and not 2 hours it played havoc with a lot of Mothers breakfasts.
Well today was Mothers day.......... for once i did not give my my youngest daughter any money to buy me a present, so she forgot that it was Mothers day this was after i was up at the crack of dawn and had made her tea in bed, she had to be reminded by a friend of mine who phoned early this morning to see if we wanted to join them for lunch.
My oldest daughter who is getting married in December had some "financial constraits" so she phoned to say she would pop in later. Which she did, i invited her for lunch, she continued with what has become a tradition she always buys me two new mugs for Mothers day, years ago i decided i did not want six mugs the same, i have two the same and have a collection of about 40 mugs i never get tired of using the same mug, and choose one each time depending on my mood, the cat cup when i want to snuggle up with a book, the flower cup when i am feeling happy and light, the spotty cup when i am in a hurry and the plain white one when i cannot decide, the square one when i want to annoy people they are just so hard to drink from, i could go on and on and again i transgress, having two of each cup i am able to throw them away as soon as one chips or gets old, because i only have two of a mug........ I am not sure why but it makes sense to me.
My husband is still not talking to me since the "doggy do" of yesterday. So it has been a day filled with peace and quiet no requests at all to fetch and carry for him. No making me phone to book a place at a restaurant, no moaning about the cost of eating out, no moaning about the service, the noise of the people...... what heaven.
This was the best Mothers day ever, I sat and read, watched some TV and then for lunch i tried out a recipe that i had been dying to try out for ages because i wanted to................ I did just want I wanted to and that must have been a first for Mothers day, it certainly was a different mothers day .............
Thank you girls for the best Mothers day ever i love you lots and lots.............

Mothers day scrapbooking

I am not someone who likes their photo taken, it is not that i am REALLY ugly and would break the camera, but i am just not photogenic, both my daughters are so don't understand my dislike, they love having their photo's taken. Last Sunday my eldest daughter asked be to do a "photo shoot" as she needed photographs for a scrap booking page she needed to do, my gut reaction was to say no........ but in line of my promise to change myself I agreed.
Well she decided to drag me off into a field just down the road from home, she wanted a natural setting, the fact that we had to illegally tresspass on a farmers private lands did nothing for my confidence on to my being able to relax, as the whole time I was waiting to be attacked by vicious dogs, or shot at by an irate farmer. After about 50 photo's my "beloved" daughter wanted me to climb up a big grass bail, her fiance tried to give me a leg up, that left me suspended on the grass bail hanging on for dear life. When that did not work i went to a smaller bail at the end of the row, and proceeded to balance myself like a tight rope walker over a few bails until i was on the bail where the sun and the shadows were just right and the view was of the hills behind, after I had degrassed my arms, hair and knees, the photoshoot began again. As luck would have it my husband had followed us on his old Royal Enfield motor bike, as is usual with my husbands second hand "bargains" it started to give trouble, so he arrived with his hitler helmet on, "putting" along at 5 km per hour, he then proceeds to "fix " his bike by beating it to death with a piece of wood, compliments of the farmer.
Well we took about 150 photo's of which about 10 were usable. I am either looking irrated full of grass, laughing at my husband, or guiltily glancing around waiting for the consequences of our "illegal" actions. But i had fun even though it took hours to get the grass shards out of my "but", from slipping down the grass bail, change might not be so bad after all.