Good Bye MJ

Despite my attempts to be good and get on here often and say something useful or do something productive, I have failed. I am not going to beat myself up too much because perhaps I had nothing to post and in that case I'd rather post nothing than waffle on about nothing.

I can't help feeling saddened by the loss of Michael Jackson to the world though. And that seems odd when I have such mixed feelings about him. Overall he made great music and lived, what I consider to be, a tragic life because of it.

When it seems every single teenager in Western culture dreams of notoriety for something or other, I think Mr Jackson's life should lay as a warning.

I want to remember the positive, but there is so much negative. I think in death, as in life, Michael Jackson will be preserved in controversy.

Father's Day

We made a full English for John this morning. He really enjoyed it so we did good.

an up and down sort of day

Marcus is on packed lunch at school and loves Domo so I purchased a new lunch bag for him and designed a felt over simplified Domo face for him. The sack was the cheapest of the cheap and plain so it needed to be decorated as far as I could see. Well here are the results. He loves it so I am chuffed to pieces.




My kitchen is in. (huge grin) I have just found a leak in the seal around the sink's plug-hole. GREAT! (heavy sigh) That's another snag to be sorted on Monday. Ah well. Still got no oven. Hob food or take out. Take out it is.

Angelo is knackered. He has been ill for the past few days with a bit of a cold and his routine has been badly affected by all the building works that seem never ending and ultimately fraught with problems.

Marcus has taken part in Tesco's Great School run over a distance of a mile. This was not a sponsored event. He now has an award to commemorate the day. I am so proud of my boy. He has just showed me his confirmation letter for a trip to Ghyll Head.

Today has been one of those up and down sort of days.

ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Yesterday morning I sat at the computer checking emails and such like when i noticed something at the side of me. I popped the ruler there to show scale. The thing was moving about 12" away from my head. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

And did I mention how much Angelo loves yoghurt!

Me and cross stitch

Made this card for my friend's son today. I think it turned out well. I have found that all crafts appeal to me. Things from the past such as knitting and cross stitch are finding their way into my current life. I was inspired by a pair of earrings and thought the idea would translate into cross stitch so I experimented with the design on squared paper before committing to Aida. I like what I did. I hope he will too. He is one mind you and I know this is not the babiest of cards but I thought it might look cute in a frame on his wall.

Poorly thumb

Feeling pretty sorry for myself.

On Saturday I spent a short time in casualty at the local hospital. I wrenched my thumb whilst grabbing hold of my 10 year old.

We were on the way to his swimming lesson when I noticed that not only was he not wearing a belt, but that he had been walking on a pair of trousers that were having their second outing. I told him to pull them up to find that seconds later there he was doing it again and now a hole had appeared in the bottom of the virtually new trousers. I told him what was happening and he started to give me a mouthful of tweenie attitude and so gripped his arm to let him know that I was not impressed.

My thumb joint made a squelching noise. I was in instant agony. I almost passed out. Needless to say I won't be trying strong arm tactics on my laddo again as my arm (or thumb) is not strong enough. Serves me right for losing my temper. We might be in economic hardship, but my son is worth more to me to a pair of trousers no matter how much they cost.

On a lighter note we went to friends for dinner last night and the kids played together in an inflatable pool. Kids and water...

How time flies

Gosh it has been a week and a day since my last post and this is me making an effort. I suppose this time I do have an excuse, I have been preparing for the school fare. It was today. I had intended to record the event with a few snapshots here and there, but my trusted camera stayed at home with hubby and the bairn. I had a good time but people were not prepared to pay for my handmade goodies. There are three possible reasons for this (A) my stuff was rubbish
(B) people are feeling the pinch in the recession
(C) people are too cheap and do not appreciate hand crafted.

I hate the thought that my stuff was rubbish, but I think some of it was. I tried to appeal to the common denominator and I think I failed. I did not prepare enough variety and I can't say I was well organized because I was not, but on the upside I was advised to seek out craft fares which means my stuff was good enough to be considered craft not tat. I am pleased with myself. I did make some money and so with the kitchen in a state (due to building works) we are having pizza on me.

Wednesday witterings.

Wednesday's are pretty busy around here, but today is special. Tomorrow the builders arrive. I won't run out of things to blog about over the next 5 weeks as I am sure I will be peeved over something they do that I will need to vent here. I am just a little stressed. I hope things go smoothly, but I am sure there will me moments of madness too. Ah well change is good. Later I have to empty the kitchen of my appliances so that I can still use them. The cooker and washer will stay but everything else has to find a new home. Kitchen come dining room me thinks. Amongst all the madness I know I will still find time to play.

Just got my electricity bill for this quater it is just over £400. That seems very expensive to me. I have had my gas bill and that is just £40. Think I need to check out some info on saving energy.











Made these yesterday. Friendship bracelets. They are made from embroidery floss and are ready for my craft table at the fair next week. I need to make some more but I have a few to make a start. Don't feel so panicked now.

panic

Well that just sounds dra mat ique and truly it is not that bad. I just keep remembering that I need to sort things out and then I freak out because there is so much to do. And what am I rambling on about. The table top sale I do every year. Every year is the same. I panic, work late into the night just before and usually I do okay out of my £10 initial outlay. I just need to get on with it because the sale is a week on Thursday so there really isn't much time.

So knowing this I am sat here and have been for ages surfing, now blogging. What are you going to do when the weather is this good.

After school the boys and I went to the park. Angelo just loves the swing. I am really fortunate to live very close to a quiet child friendly park. We spend hours there as it is a stone's throw from our house and I figure we need to spend as much quality time together; quality not expensive, especially now. It breaks up the day and stores great memories up for my kids. I know there is little time but I cannot keep my kids locked in just because i failed to organize now can I?

I need to set realistic goals and achieve some level of creativity for this sale daily and then it will be okay. (crosses fingers, eyes and toes; well I did start off saying that I am dra mat ique. lol

Did I say Angelo loves the swings?