dietdevil: 45, fish and chips , flowers . friends and family....

dietdevil: 45, fish and chips , flowers . friends and family....:   So today it is exactly 45 years since I made my appearance into the world.    January 30th 1968 at Hillcrest Maternity Hospital i...

45, fish and chips , flowers . friends and family.

 

So today it is exactly 45 years since I made my appearance into the world.

 

 January 30th 1968 at Hillcrest Maternity Hospital in Alnwick Northumberland is where I breathed my first breath on a cold Northumbrian winter's morning ``and here I am  several  years on.

 

Birthdays don't really float my boat to be honest. My last 'special' one was my 40th and my next special one is my 50th.................I can't be 5 years away from 50. I just can't!

 

Oh but I am , so I suppose I should get used to it.

 

I have had beautiful flowers, lovely cards, loads and loads of best wishes and some money to 'get my hair done' ( my mother and mother in law ). Boots vouchers to 'buy my own make up ( hubby and kids ) , a delicious smelling bath bomb ( Leanne, friend and fellow blogger ) and lots of love.

 

This has all warmed the cockles of my frequently gloomy heart. I took a few minutes to think about my Dad and the fact that it's now 5 years since he died and Hattie wrote on my Facebook wall that she wished she was here to celebrate it with me. I wish they were both here right now but they're not and I miss them both.

 

It was book group last night and we had our customary spread of goodies including one of the nicest and gooiest chocolate cakes I have ever eaten. This should have satisfied me but tonight we have had a birthday dinner of fish and chips ( my fave takeaway ) and wine and there is also some choccy on standby.

 

I think I will give fat club a miss this week. It's for the best. Ladies of 45 shouldn't have nasty shocks.

 

Back to  the lettuce leaves tomorrow..................probably.

dietdevil: Broom Broom

dietdevil: Broom Broom: 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...

Broom Broom

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...............

 

dietdevil: 16 years gone in a flash............

dietdevil: 16 years gone in a flash............: So today Martha is 16. I can't quite believe it and to be honest I can't even remember her being a baby now. A LOT happened in 1997 - M...

16 years gone in a flash............

So today Martha is 16. I can't quite believe it and to be honest I can't even remember her being a baby now.

A LOT happened in 1997 - Martha Elizabeth was born, Tony Blair became prime minister and Princess Diana died. The first 2 events made me happy. The last one made me sit in front of the telly and think of conspiracy theories.

When I took a pregnancy test  back in may 1996 I was in a hurry, thought it was negative and threw it in the bin. It was only that night whilst lying in bed that I read the instructions properly  and realised that I had read the results wrong so in the middle of the night I rummaged through the bin, had another look and thought ''oh my god - I AM pregnant''.

I had the usual sickness and it was at 34 weeks the midwife decided that the baby wasn't growing properly and they sent me for another scan. The good news was that Martha was growing properly, she was just in a very unusual position and wasn't playing ball with the rule book. they also told me that I was having another girl which I was thrilled about. Back in those days they very rarely revealed the results of a baby's sex at an early scan so I felt very important.

The birth was awkward, she was a week late, 2 pounds heavier than her sister and still lying in a really odd position so when she was born I was very relieved that I got to meet our new addition in perfect health.

She was the most affectionate little girl, her best friend was ( and still is ) Billie Goulden and this is one of my favourite pictures of them when they were about 6 with their faces painted.

They spent hours and hours in our gardens - in paddling pools that grew in size every summer and finally a huge trampoline bounced on most days before and after school.

She loved sleeping ( she still does ), adored horses ( still does ) , has a wicked and naughty sense of humour ( still does sometimes ) and is now all growed up.

She has had a lovely day today - spoilt by her friends and was baked a beautiful cake by her boyfriend.  

She is possibly one of the stroppiest teenagers I have ever met but I love every inch of her.

And if she reads this blog she will quite literally kill me.

And I am not joking.

dietdevil: Proper job brunch and dread of putt putt putt

dietdevil: Proper job brunch and dread of putt putt putt: So yesterday the depression returned. It can just hit you when you least expect it and I had a few tears. Lots of stuff going on in my life...