So I am possibly the most fickle blogger ever, in the whole wide world. I had intended to blog at some point every day but the last one was on Martha's 16th birthday which was 12 days ago but will lead me into today's blog rather nicely.
She got her provisional license on Thursday so without further ado I booked her into the CBT day long course at Penzance yesterday. This meant that she didnt really have time to think or worry about it and she had a grand old day with Steve and Dan, the hairy instructors.
She passed, thank goodness and as soon as her dad picked her up she did say that roundabouts worried her. Her sister hattie said the same thing 4 years ago, and to be honest, they still worry me as I am not one of life's natural drivers!
Today she went out on her own and she drove up Bedford Road, through the doctors surgery, round library corner and then back up to where we live. I wasn't nervous at all. I didn't feel all weepy and stressed. Honest. Really.
She has now gone to Tescos.
And on the weight front? Well I am back on track with a vengeance! Have lost 8 pounds in 3 weeks and I haven't had wine for a month. Not intentionally but have sort of ( shock horror ) gone off it a bit.......
I may have to rekindle my taste for it when Martha's moped journeys get longer and longer...............