Showing posts with label numpty of the year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label numpty of the year. Show all posts

Saturday, 18 June 2011

We're Getting There

Bit by bit all the things on the list of things to do are being ticked off. Woohoo!

Today kicked off with me finding Helen in the kitchen not making fairy cakes. No, she was making scones. In fact at 8am they were already in the oven. Warm scone for breakfast anyone? She did a remarkably good job for her first try. Better than I have ever managed, that's for sure.

Then it was Baby Bunny's birthday. Emily reminded me that we promised fairy cakes. I knocked together chocolate cakes in world record time using this recipe. It really is the quickest, easiest recipe which produces far better cakes than the effort that goes in to them should allow.

The day since then? Well it consisted of serving cakes, watching country dancing, the heavens opening with a good old fashioned down pour right after the dancing (phew!), giving money to the girls, serving cream teas, cooking sausages (don't ask), more cakes and cream teas, giving more money to the girls, more cakes, denying the girls any more funds, a bagpiper (huh!?) and then eventually leaving just before the magician came on. Sorry, but the girls - and me - really needed some down time before the show tonight.

Now they are watching Dr Who recorded episodes with their dad and eating their stew - prepared yesterday. I am about to have mine and then I shall do the hair thing and head off to the show with them. I think I will park up in the car park and read a book until us ticket holders are allowed in. No sense coming all the way home again.

Oh, and I continue my quest to become numpty of the year. After that manic day yesterday we got the girls to the show for 6pm as instructed only for me to realise that I forgot Helen's tap shoes. I couldn't even blame her because she was in school all afternoon and we picked her up straight from there to go to the show. Thankfully the dancers had to be there an hour and a half in advance of curtains up so I had time to come home and return with shoes in hand. I don't plan on repeating that lark tonight!

The only sewing I have accomplished is to finish the hairband. It is enough to report, I think.


And apologies to all for that whinge yesterday. My brain had fried by the time I wrote the post and it was a wee bit self-indulgent. We all have busy lives and we all have bad days. Sometimes I don't manage to suck it up and get on with it as much as I should.

Susan