So here it is, 2012! I saw the new year in dancing with Freddy and Kizzy whilst watching the amazing London fireworks display on TV to officially launch the Olympic Year. I felt really positive and excited about a brand new year...I must have been swept away on group euphoria! I don't drink, so I can't blame the alcohol for my warm, fuzzy glow.
This year is going to be quite momentous for us McD's.
We are waiting for Ian's hospital appointment for the surgery that should fix all the problems that came to light last year when he had a health scare. After numerous tests they have finally found a blockage that can be lasered away. Fingers crossed it won't be too awful...but I'll be in my best nurse mode to help him get back on his feet (after all who'll be the housework if he's incapacitated hehe!!)
Freddy, who is the king of developmental procrastination, will have to potty train and self wean this year. Then we can start thinking about getting him into his own bedroom and sleeping through the night! EEK!! He'll also need to get his first haircut *sobs* I love his curly, blonde locks but he does look a bit like a girl!
Ella has her GCSE's and will be applying to attend a new Sixth Form College in a larger town 15 miles away. That will be a big change, and for someone who isn't the quickest at getting ready in the morning it will be quite a challenge!
Megan graduates this year and is already trying to find a post-graduate scheme for September. It's exciting to think that my little girl is in her final year of university. Where did the time go? She'll be moving on to pastures new, getting a flat of her own and making her own living.
Joe is getting his pay rise this month and will hopefully stop borrowing from the Bank of Mum and Dad. We might actually get to spend some cash on ourselves soon! That'll be a first. I only saw my son on about a dozen occasions last year. This realisation shocked me a bit. So I'll make the most of every moment that I see my beautiful boy in 2012.
Kizzy's resolution this year is to learn to swim! I blame myself for her lack of water skills, I hate swimming pools and getting changed after swimming. So she rarely gets to go. But this Christmas I got her to swim six widths of the fun pool at Ribby Hall! She is so close we need to take her more often to consolidate her new found ability.
For me, I want to get to grips with the health and weightloss which has been my focus for a while now. I need to step it up. My Cyber resolution will be to take part in the 366 Project. Not sure if I'll be able to do it or not, but I'll do my best! If I don't manage to post everyday, I'll do it when I can.
The only blot on the 2012 landscape is those darned Mayans and their prediction of Armageddon! Damn their calendar that finishes with the Apocalypse on the 22nd December this year. Just in case they are right, I fully intend to live everyday of this year to the fullest of my ability. I intend to have fun. Smile a lot. Spend quality time with my family who I adore. Cherish my husband. Enjoy having my parents in my life. Enjoy every minute...because you never get the time back once it's gone.
Happy New Year to you all!
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Sunday, 1 January 2012
Saturday, 28 May 2011
Listography...Finals
This week, instead of the very lovely Kate casting her eye over our Listography, we have Keith! Kate has entrusted her weekly bloghop to him based on his excellent suggestion for this week's list. The Reluctant Housedad has given us the prompt of "Finals". Inspired by the mispredicted 'Rapture' debacle, Keith has been thinking about those final things we would organise with knowledge that our time would soon be up. He wants to know what we would do?? I am instantly reminded of Ultravox's "Dancing with Tears in my Eyes" video, where Midge and his young lady disappeared under a symbolic white sheet as the end struck! I am not going to base my Finals on bedlinen...even 100% Egyptian Cotton stuff. Oh no! So here without further ado (time's a wasting you know!!) my Five Finals!
1: Final Supper
For once, guilt would not play a part as I scoff down a mountain of my favourite tucker. If I'm about to meet my maker I'll do it on a full stomach, comforted by the endorphins released by consuming my feel good food. A huge bowl of righteous Macaroni Cheese with extra cheese would be a good start. A side order of Mushroom Chow Mein and Quorn Enchiladas would complete the course. A tub of Ben and Jerry's Chunky Monkey, an apple crumble with clotted cream, my mum's rice pudding and a really good cheesecake would make a nice dessert. I'd be so stuffed, Armageddon would probably not even raise me from my post-dinner slumber!
2: Final Destination
For me, there's no place like home...however I am also seduced by the magic of Disney. I'd like to spend out the last days of this mortal coil with Mickey Mouse et al in The Magic Kingdom, possibly riding on the It's A Small World After All boat ride. To be honest, when I'm on that ride I'm usually willing the world to end to put me out of my misery, so it seems fitting.
3: Final Film
I'd whack on a compendium of hilarious clips taken from my favourite funny films...Disaster Movie, Not Another Teen Movie, Scary Movie, Meet The Spartans, White Chicks, Dance Flick etc. I'd laugh my way through any apocalyptic event when faced with my guilty pleasure of toilet humour ridden movies. I've enjoyed culture, high brow and the arts...but if I'm going to go, I'm going to go out with a belly laugh!
4: Final Farewells
I imagine we'll all be blogging and Tweeting like crazy, and joining "I was there when the world ended" groups on Facebook. So I'll have bidden my farewells across cyberspace....some sentiments in 140 characters, others tagging friends and some in status form. But my real farewells, the ones that matter will be silent. Holding my loved ones close. Absorbing them into myself for all eternity.
5: Final Act of Redemption
As the giant crocodile comes down from the sky bringing with it the wrath of the Gods by way of watery carnage (or whatever the Mayans drew in their big calendar that set off this whole World's End business) I would give thanks for a life well loved. I have known true love, passion and joy with my amazing husband and soul mate. I have had the five most amazing children who I have seen grow up and flourish, amazing me and delighting me every single day. I have been truly blessed. But in the spirit of redemption I would also say "Sorry" for those things I have done which have caused sadness, pain or distress to others. (Except for that time when I pretended to post back my ex-boyfriend's necklace (that he had previously given me) but instead I sent him an empty envelope with a hole in it and made out that the postie must've nicked it. He TOTALLY deserved it!)
1: Final Supper
For once, guilt would not play a part as I scoff down a mountain of my favourite tucker. If I'm about to meet my maker I'll do it on a full stomach, comforted by the endorphins released by consuming my feel good food. A huge bowl of righteous Macaroni Cheese with extra cheese would be a good start. A side order of Mushroom Chow Mein and Quorn Enchiladas would complete the course. A tub of Ben and Jerry's Chunky Monkey, an apple crumble with clotted cream, my mum's rice pudding and a really good cheesecake would make a nice dessert. I'd be so stuffed, Armageddon would probably not even raise me from my post-dinner slumber!
2: Final Destination
For me, there's no place like home...however I am also seduced by the magic of Disney. I'd like to spend out the last days of this mortal coil with Mickey Mouse et al in The Magic Kingdom, possibly riding on the It's A Small World After All boat ride. To be honest, when I'm on that ride I'm usually willing the world to end to put me out of my misery, so it seems fitting.
3: Final Film
I'd whack on a compendium of hilarious clips taken from my favourite funny films...Disaster Movie, Not Another Teen Movie, Scary Movie, Meet The Spartans, White Chicks, Dance Flick etc. I'd laugh my way through any apocalyptic event when faced with my guilty pleasure of toilet humour ridden movies. I've enjoyed culture, high brow and the arts...but if I'm going to go, I'm going to go out with a belly laugh!
4: Final Farewells
I imagine we'll all be blogging and Tweeting like crazy, and joining "I was there when the world ended" groups on Facebook. So I'll have bidden my farewells across cyberspace....some sentiments in 140 characters, others tagging friends and some in status form. But my real farewells, the ones that matter will be silent. Holding my loved ones close. Absorbing them into myself for all eternity.
5: Final Act of Redemption
As the giant crocodile comes down from the sky bringing with it the wrath of the Gods by way of watery carnage (or whatever the Mayans drew in their big calendar that set off this whole World's End business) I would give thanks for a life well loved. I have known true love, passion and joy with my amazing husband and soul mate. I have had the five most amazing children who I have seen grow up and flourish, amazing me and delighting me every single day. I have been truly blessed. But in the spirit of redemption I would also say "Sorry" for those things I have done which have caused sadness, pain or distress to others. (Except for that time when I pretended to post back my ex-boyfriend's necklace (that he had previously given me) but instead I sent him an empty envelope with a hole in it and made out that the postie must've nicked it. He TOTALLY deserved it!)
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Now go and link up your five at Keith's and check out some more final moments!
Saturday, 26 March 2011
Listography...Time Machine Destinations
This week's Listography theme, courtesy of Kate, is Places I'd Like to Time Travel To! The past and the future are available for our fertile little imaginations to explore. So I'm hopping into my imaginary DeLorean in true Back to the Future style...I'm firing up my Flux Capacitor and heading to my top moments in history past and present.
1: 22nd December 2012
I really want to tell my 8 year old that the Mayans got it wrong! They didn't predict the apocalyptic end of our planet on the 21-12-2012....they merely got bored chiselling 5000 years worth of calendars and gave up. They used cocoa in the Mayan times...so why would they sit chiselling indefinitely when they could have been eating chocolate! I could put everyone's mind at rest and start planning the best ever Christmas knowing we'll still be in one piece!
2: 1608-ish
The Globe Theatre in London would be putting on the latest play by Shakespeare. I'd be there in the posh seats away from the commoners, who would be a little too smelly and rowdy for my taste! I'd watch Macbeth exactly how the playwright intended. You don't get much more culturally perfect than that. Yes, I am a Bard geek.
3: August 4/5th 1962
I am a huge lover of conspiracy theories. 911, Roswell, Princess Diana, OJ, the real Titantic story, the Moon landing....I can't get enough. But the untimely death of Marilyn Monroe is one of the greatest mysteries embroiling sex, scandal and politics. A real celebrity extravaganza where real life was more fantastic than any work of fiction. The time line of the day she died has so many inconsistencies and certain facts just don't add up. I'd love to be a fly on the wall (or a blogger in a DeLorean) at Marilyn's Brentwood home that night!
4: 1972
David Bowie's Ziggy Stardust tour....the rise of the cult of Bowie. Oh to have been there!
And while I was in the era, I'd pop across to visit 3 year old me because I was a cute little chubster and I'd like to give myself a hug (as long as it wouldn't cause a paradox or a rift in the space-time continuum or anything similar!!)
5: Year 3000
If it was good enough for Busted, then it's good enough for me!! I remember being at school as a kid and dreaming about the utopian society of the Year 2000 with flying cars and hover bikes. It didn't quite materialise in the way I had anticipated leaving a deep seated disappointment in my heart that no number of floppy discs, silicone chips or dial up modems could allay. Maybe, just maybe by the year 3000 my utopia will have been realised and I can have the fantasy vision of my childhood realised! I'd like to check it out just in case. If not I'll just check out my future descendants and see how a thousand years has affected my genealogy. I'd love to see if my Jones chin and green eyed genes were still holding out!!
Where and when would YOU go????
1: 22nd December 2012
I really want to tell my 8 year old that the Mayans got it wrong! They didn't predict the apocalyptic end of our planet on the 21-12-2012....they merely got bored chiselling 5000 years worth of calendars and gave up. They used cocoa in the Mayan times...so why would they sit chiselling indefinitely when they could have been eating chocolate! I could put everyone's mind at rest and start planning the best ever Christmas knowing we'll still be in one piece!
2: 1608-ish
The Globe Theatre in London would be putting on the latest play by Shakespeare. I'd be there in the posh seats away from the commoners, who would be a little too smelly and rowdy for my taste! I'd watch Macbeth exactly how the playwright intended. You don't get much more culturally perfect than that. Yes, I am a Bard geek.
3: August 4/5th 1962
4: 1972
David Bowie's Ziggy Stardust tour....the rise of the cult of Bowie. Oh to have been there!
And while I was in the era, I'd pop across to visit 3 year old me because I was a cute little chubster and I'd like to give myself a hug (as long as it wouldn't cause a paradox or a rift in the space-time continuum or anything similar!!)
5: Year 3000
If it was good enough for Busted, then it's good enough for me!! I remember being at school as a kid and dreaming about the utopian society of the Year 2000 with flying cars and hover bikes. It didn't quite materialise in the way I had anticipated leaving a deep seated disappointment in my heart that no number of floppy discs, silicone chips or dial up modems could allay. Maybe, just maybe by the year 3000 my utopia will have been realised and I can have the fantasy vision of my childhood realised! I'd like to check it out just in case. If not I'll just check out my future descendants and see how a thousand years has affected my genealogy. I'd love to see if my Jones chin and green eyed genes were still holding out!!
Where and when would YOU go????
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