Another discovery of mine is this cool link up from Kate at katetakes5.
This week i was interested because her title was phrases that drive you crazy..and i believe i can think of one or two of them. It would actually be VERY easy to make this entirely about comments people make about my family, being large 'n all but im not going to do that but just for good measure the first one is:
1. You must be glutton for punishment?! – Nope, not really. Can think of far worse ways to punish myself really. Like going a whole week without chocolate….that would be pain dude.
2. An apple a day keeps the doctor away. Ex-h-use me we could live in an orchard but still fuel up on those awful winter vomiting bugs..every.single.year
3. Better late than never – um..yes..unless you have been waiting with 5 children orbiting you like the sun and acting like mini-tornadoes leaving epic devastation.
4. Different kettle of fish. a) i dont like fish and b) if it was in my kettle i would be majorly upset.
5. Those that can, do and those that cannot, teach. I probably don't even need to explain why i don't like this particular phrase…pfffttt…
1. Okay hands up who didn't get snow this weekend? Yeah…us too. Instagram was FULL of images of snowy shots from bedroom windows in the morning and we were looking at….rain. I even joked with a a lady in Asda today that the managers of the store had obviously dragged all the sledges out to the front because you pretty much fell over them on the way in. None for us. *sulk*
2. i have re-discovered Pinterest. Ive had the app on my phone for ages and have surfed around it a bit but someone 'liked' something i had come across a while back and it reminded me..i found this image titled "the RAY OF DEATH takes more victims' – made me giggle.
3. Anyone have a really good slow-cooker/croc-pot recipe for a lentil dahl? Yeah the kids will all go 'ewwwwww..it looks like sick' but i like it and im the chef….what of it?
4. Speaking of food, this sunday i did some roasted carrots and parsnips in honey, orange and olive oil. They looked INCREDIBLE and tasted awesome. The kids reaction 'Why can't we have carrots the normal way ' for full effect imagine in a whining voice too…
5. We are still in the throws of a vicious stomach bug. Nowhere near as bad but there are some lingering symptoms. For the Love of God. Enough. Im starting to dread seeing the school number flashing up on my phone..gah!
6. I have mentioned this a few times on twitter but my eldest daughter seems to have her future husband all picked out. He is in her class and they have already discussed at what age they will marry (when they are 21/22 apparently) and it will be on the 3rd January. Is it mad that i thought..ooh winter wedding how lovely! Yes it is insane but i need to start some early planning for this you know about i have to potentially be mother of the bride 4 times!
7. Music for today, i heard that paul McCartney has done a cover of this song but i couldn't find it but i quite like this little version:
8. After a bit of a winter rest up my photography enquiries are coming in again for Spring. Which is exicting. Happy to be getting back to it again. Exciting news hopefully soon with regard to that too!
9. Its so very nearly half term…i can taste it…
10. Im guest posting for a couple of other blogs over the next couple of weeks. Very exciting and so lovely to get other people's feedback on my writing. *skipdy skip*
Linking up with these lovely gals. Go check it out:
In our city there are 3 universities so there are inevitably A LOT of students. We are part of a scheme where families 'adopt' a student. The idea being to give them a meal, welcome them and generally act nice towards people new to the city who may be feeling a bit lost.
and yesterday we met one of our 'adoptee' students. OH went off to collect him and when he returned, OH walked in and said 'don't worry he is one of 7 kids!"
We had been wondering a bit how a young 19 year old was going to feel coming to a house full of children who would pepper them with questions and no doubt end up sitting on their knee and asking for a story.
Apart from a slight incompatability between the hard Belfast accent of our visitor and the soft, whispery semi-scouse accent of our 3 year old (we translated a lot), our visitor fit right in. Obviously at ease with young children, having been 14 when his youngest sibling was born. He was nonplussed by a potty training toddler rolling around on the sofa wearing nothing but a smile and I watched him instinctively put a hand up behind our youngest as she obsessively climbed on and off a chair next to him.
I was already feeling pretty impressed but then as he went to leave he said goodbye to each of the kids calling them by name…correctly. Which usually takes people a while to remember, particularly with the girls.
Yes, you can come again.
Later OH and I were chatting about it and I said 'sort of makes me want to contact his parents and tell them what a wonderful job they have done raising their son'
Its that parenting threshold when you start encountering young adults and wondering what exactly their parents did to make them turn out so nice that you realise that you are officially….
