I haven't felt like smiling in a long while now.. I do, because well.. you just do don't you? You see a friend across the street and flash them a smile and a wave or a child says something funny and you laugh and with it comes a smile.. everyone does that... what I mean is a real smile, a spontaneous smile that comes from deep within and warms you from the inside out.
They're few and far between, moments that make a girl smile like there is nothing can dampen her day that is.. infact you could probably tag them to the defining moments of your life.
One day in class..ooooh..I don't know, a whole lot of years ago lol... Our teacher (Mr Parkes) gave us all a big poster-sized piece of paper and a pen and told us to write our names on them. He then went round and wrote a comment at the top of everyone's paper and folded it over so the next person couldn't read it and then the rest of us kids hads to go and write comments for each class member and fold it over etc etc. They were supposed to be nice things that you liked about the person and all of mine were about me smiling... Mr P's comment was "Keep smiling Jennie, it lights up your face.", someone else wrote "always a smile for everyone", "Smiley Jen" etc etc etc and the list went on.. I think I still have it somewhere in my box of school stuff.. I hope I do.
All these things I'd forgotten about until the other day when I finally decided to go through that box of Dad's personal papers thats been sitting patiently waiting for me to look at when I feel ready and strong enough to cope.
At first I laughed as I realised what silly things people hold onto as keepsakes.. birthday cards with funny messages in them, newspaper clippings.. baby announcements etc..
Then came the sadness as a life's work became clear, school reports, engineering certificates, and the photos.. baby photos, wedding photos, grandchildren.. all kinds of things in this big box.. all things that are nice to have but why do we keep them? What does it do for us?
Its almost 2 years since my Dad died and still he hasn't left... I'm still finding pieces of his life, discovering new things in the bottom of boxes and I am constantly surprised at how much stuff came out of that little house... I worry it might fall down now without all this stuff in it for the walls to lean on..lol. It seems that my Dad, like his own mother.. kept EVERYTHING.
So there I am pulling stuff out of the box.. laughing at some, crying at others and affectionately cursing my father 'the horder' for me having to sit and go through it all..and then, right at the bottom of the box is a piece of paper covered in that familiar Dad-like scrawl... I think I only noticed because of the handwriting.. because this was a box of cards and photo's and certificates not letters... but there I can see just a corner and 2 words and those words were "Jennie" and "smile".
As I pulled it out and started reading the tears came.. not just a few but hundreds, running down my face as I realised what I'd found were the notes Dad made for his speech for my wedding.
My Dad was a great public speaker. He wrote fantastic speeches (not only for himself but for politicians in his time too.. he'd helped me write more than my share of school project speeches too) and one of the things that people remember from that great piss-up that was the Savage Wedding of June 2000 was my Dad's speech and how he made me cry with his opening line... and so I'd like to share, I know some of you will have heard it before from the man himself and some not.. so here goes..
"Father of the Bride, I have been called many things in my time but this is a first and a pleasurable admission...
In the interests of my health this will be brief. However, despite being such a shy and retiring lad, I still want to say something about these two here today.
Jennie - the enigma which is thee...
Jennie - the child who smiles with her eyes
Jennie - the one who exudes so much love and breathes happiness into anyone who falls within her gaze...
and Richard, hereafter to be known as "Braveheart", what a man - courage indeed...
It isnt for me to offer either or both of you any kind of advice. In fact, in common with the rest of the world's population I'm totally unqualified in such matters.
However, minor technicalities like that have never stopped any of us before and they aren't going to stop me now!
I spoke of Jennie and mentioned her smile... Well she does, she's certainly made me laugh a time or two anyway.
I think of a smile from anyone big or small, young or old as a ray of sunshine and in its own right it is to be cherished and indeed nurtured for what it is and what it means and what it brings.
Keep her smiling Richard and you'll be doing alright. If she stops - duck. But then with the grace and speed that you move I can see that you have clearly experienced what I'm talking about!!
Enough then, except to go full circle and say..
"Father of the Bride" - yes.. the feeling of pride is quite indescribable.. So before it drifts to an end, with my blessing Richard love her and you will feel the full force of her love - and that is something you will never want to be without.
I wish you both all the happiness that life can bring, enjoy it!!"
- Peter Smith, June 24th 2000.
My Dad was a very affectionate man, especially towards me. There is no doubt in my mind that he adored me and this piece of paper reaffirmed that in my mind the other day and so today, I am smiling, just for him...
Friday, 19 March 2010
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
thieving robbing bar stewards!!!!
Ok!!! sooooooooooo 2010 is an official 'washout' of a year already and it's only March.. I would like to propose an end to this, the second worst year of my life (second to 2008 which was THE worst year of my life) and feel we should make a speedy jump into 2011 now please.. yes I realise we have done this before and all of you poor people that lost a birthday last time will lose another including me (due to hit the big 35 this time) and my hubby Ricardo who is due to hit 40.. I sincerely doubt he'll be bothered about missing that one though..lol.
Why? I hear you asking.. why would we like to obliterate 2010 from memory?
Well.. this morning's tale starts with the evening of the 9th February.. the kids are in bed (yes I'm including Rich in that one..lol) and I am turning off lights and feeding the cat and heading that way myself.. up the stairs I go, checking the door is locked and the windows closed on the way of course..
I sink into my nice warm bed next to my snoring husband and close my eyes... Two minutes later (well it feels like 2 minutes its actually 6 hours later) I'm woken with the words..
"Jen get up, we've been burgled.."
WHAT?!?!?!?!
You know that sinking feeling you get sometimes when something has gone wrong? You go all hot and cold at the same time and then that clammy feeling as you go to visually confront the thing that you don't want to see because as you're sitting there on the edge of the bed in your pj's not looking at it you can almost pretend you dreamt the words and if you just slide back into bed when you wake up in another hour it will have gone away and wont really have happened at all?? Yeah... I got that.
But... being the woman I am I got out of bed.. primarily to shout at my husband for running up and down the stairs - I didn't want the children awake!! LOL
Downstairs I go to find an unusual sight. There are towels and laundry all over the floor... hmm.
Rich is pacing and the cat is shaking (my poor cat had been downstairs the whole time), the place is freezing (back door open) and my car (amongst other things) is missing.
It seems that some tw*t (my descriptive skills can think of no other more suitable, less sweary word although they can think of much better swear words to describe them.. if u would like a list of these please email at the usual place..lol) has decided that they are entitled to the things in my house and also that they would like to take them away... in my car!!!
They came in through the conservatory door at the back - which I will just add it takes them approximately 9 (yes NINE) seconds to bust the lock and open so please... invest in new locks on your upvc doors and windows - and have helped themselves to my hard earned things.
In the winter our conservatory is quite chilly and is basically used as a utility/storage place and I had been on a washing spree, the clean laundry was in a pile on the sofa ready to go upstairs and be put away.. they'd spread it across the wooden floor to minimise sound and prevent leaving foot prints as it was wet outside. clever little shits.
Of course they were gloved too and so there were no finger prints.
Thankfully a very kind lady found a bag they had stolen with a diary in it and had called me to say she found it later that day and the police found the car in the evening but everything else taken was lost.
They took the kids nintendo wii and DS lite, Rich's coat which had Heather's purse in it (she was gutted) 2 handbags, 2 laptops, some jewellry and my designer perfume and No..before you ask, I am NOT happy that some burgling scroat's girlfriend is walking round the local estate smelling like my Valentino perfume..
They left the big tv but i think that was because I'm such a scruffy bitch and the wires at the back of my tv resemble spaghetti junction - a fact I will not be changing because they'd obviously tried to unplug it and failed miserably HAHA.
The most upsetting thing was that in the sideboard I had a little box.. and in this little box was a lock of my Dad's hair, his 2 watches and Jake's baby teeth and they took that too. Bastards.
So that was February... and the reason for my absence as obviously, we've had no computers to connect to the internet. Thankfully we were insured and we're now just about back to where we were (with the exception of the insurance excesses and cost of new locks etc.. all in all this burglary has cost me a fortune that I can't claim back) although we're still waiting for the car back because the little buggers ragged it to buggery and knackered the axle .. yeah I have NO idea what that means either... I just drive it. lol
But in all of this there was some good news.. yes.. the day of the burglary was on Parents evening. My daughter is a genius (Heather) and her sister is a chatterbox (Lina) and their brother has his head in a literacy fog somewhere... BUT I won the raffle!!!!!!!!! LOL So yes.. thanks to the lovely ladies at school I got a bottle of wine and some chocolates..
Since then the thieving little buggers have been caught but will probably only get a slap on the wrist. I have to say though that the police at the station in my little village were absolutely brilliant, from PC Buckley that was first on the scene and made my kids feel safe again with her brilliant idea of "Buckley's Bedtime Basket" (see below**) to the community policeman Paul who came to see us a few days later to check we were ok and to give us one of those special postcode pen things and everyone in between, the finger print lady.. the guys that found the car.. they were all brilliant so big kudos to the West Yorks Police Dept and thanks for your help!!
So.. moving on to 2011 now, who's with me?? lol
** Buckley's Bedtime Basket. - Everyone should have one, get a basket and get the kids to put their special things in it before they go to bed, the DS.. their purses, mum and dad's phones n stuff, handbag etc and the last person to go up to bed takes the basket up. according to the police a burglar that enters your home at night rarely goes upstairs so take your things with you... dont ever leave your keys in your bag (like I did.. lol).
So.. the Savage's get a basket and jake puts his new DS in it, Heather puts her new purse in and Angelina puts in the head from her Simon Cowell Bobble head doll... just the head "Cos that is the most precious-est bit int'it Mummy??" Serious. no lie. f*ckin nearly pissed myself. Love my kids..lol
Why? I hear you asking.. why would we like to obliterate 2010 from memory?
Well.. this morning's tale starts with the evening of the 9th February.. the kids are in bed (yes I'm including Rich in that one..lol) and I am turning off lights and feeding the cat and heading that way myself.. up the stairs I go, checking the door is locked and the windows closed on the way of course..
I sink into my nice warm bed next to my snoring husband and close my eyes... Two minutes later (well it feels like 2 minutes its actually 6 hours later) I'm woken with the words..
"Jen get up, we've been burgled.."
WHAT?!?!?!?!
You know that sinking feeling you get sometimes when something has gone wrong? You go all hot and cold at the same time and then that clammy feeling as you go to visually confront the thing that you don't want to see because as you're sitting there on the edge of the bed in your pj's not looking at it you can almost pretend you dreamt the words and if you just slide back into bed when you wake up in another hour it will have gone away and wont really have happened at all?? Yeah... I got that.
But... being the woman I am I got out of bed.. primarily to shout at my husband for running up and down the stairs - I didn't want the children awake!! LOL
Downstairs I go to find an unusual sight. There are towels and laundry all over the floor... hmm.
Rich is pacing and the cat is shaking (my poor cat had been downstairs the whole time), the place is freezing (back door open) and my car (amongst other things) is missing.
It seems that some tw*t (my descriptive skills can think of no other more suitable, less sweary word although they can think of much better swear words to describe them.. if u would like a list of these please email at the usual place..lol) has decided that they are entitled to the things in my house and also that they would like to take them away... in my car!!!
They came in through the conservatory door at the back - which I will just add it takes them approximately 9 (yes NINE) seconds to bust the lock and open so please... invest in new locks on your upvc doors and windows - and have helped themselves to my hard earned things.
In the winter our conservatory is quite chilly and is basically used as a utility/storage place and I had been on a washing spree, the clean laundry was in a pile on the sofa ready to go upstairs and be put away.. they'd spread it across the wooden floor to minimise sound and prevent leaving foot prints as it was wet outside. clever little shits.
Of course they were gloved too and so there were no finger prints.
Thankfully a very kind lady found a bag they had stolen with a diary in it and had called me to say she found it later that day and the police found the car in the evening but everything else taken was lost.
They took the kids nintendo wii and DS lite, Rich's coat which had Heather's purse in it (she was gutted) 2 handbags, 2 laptops, some jewellry and my designer perfume and No..before you ask, I am NOT happy that some burgling scroat's girlfriend is walking round the local estate smelling like my Valentino perfume..
They left the big tv but i think that was because I'm such a scruffy bitch and the wires at the back of my tv resemble spaghetti junction - a fact I will not be changing because they'd obviously tried to unplug it and failed miserably HAHA.
The most upsetting thing was that in the sideboard I had a little box.. and in this little box was a lock of my Dad's hair, his 2 watches and Jake's baby teeth and they took that too. Bastards.
So that was February... and the reason for my absence as obviously, we've had no computers to connect to the internet. Thankfully we were insured and we're now just about back to where we were (with the exception of the insurance excesses and cost of new locks etc.. all in all this burglary has cost me a fortune that I can't claim back) although we're still waiting for the car back because the little buggers ragged it to buggery and knackered the axle .. yeah I have NO idea what that means either... I just drive it. lol
But in all of this there was some good news.. yes.. the day of the burglary was on Parents evening. My daughter is a genius (Heather) and her sister is a chatterbox (Lina) and their brother has his head in a literacy fog somewhere... BUT I won the raffle!!!!!!!!! LOL So yes.. thanks to the lovely ladies at school I got a bottle of wine and some chocolates..
Since then the thieving little buggers have been caught but will probably only get a slap on the wrist. I have to say though that the police at the station in my little village were absolutely brilliant, from PC Buckley that was first on the scene and made my kids feel safe again with her brilliant idea of "Buckley's Bedtime Basket" (see below**) to the community policeman Paul who came to see us a few days later to check we were ok and to give us one of those special postcode pen things and everyone in between, the finger print lady.. the guys that found the car.. they were all brilliant so big kudos to the West Yorks Police Dept and thanks for your help!!
So.. moving on to 2011 now, who's with me?? lol
** Buckley's Bedtime Basket. - Everyone should have one, get a basket and get the kids to put their special things in it before they go to bed, the DS.. their purses, mum and dad's phones n stuff, handbag etc and the last person to go up to bed takes the basket up. according to the police a burglar that enters your home at night rarely goes upstairs so take your things with you... dont ever leave your keys in your bag (like I did.. lol).
So.. the Savage's get a basket and jake puts his new DS in it, Heather puts her new purse in and Angelina puts in the head from her Simon Cowell Bobble head doll... just the head "Cos that is the most precious-est bit int'it Mummy??" Serious. no lie. f*ckin nearly pissed myself. Love my kids..lol
Monday, 4 January 2010
Noo Noo Noo Noooooooooooo!!
I think I'm in the twiglet zone...
Had my annual bath (it being January) heheh.. I'm kidding of course but something strange happened whilst I was in there..
Happily bathing am I, it's peaceful.. all the children have already pee'd and there's no danger of my peacefulness being disturbed...or is there??
Well of course there is otherwise I wouldn't be writing this..lol.
But seriously, why do they do that? When I run a bath I ALWAYS ask everyone in the house if they require the use of the bathroom before I get in.. I MAKE the children go pee.. I warn my darling husband (on pain of death) that if he does not go now he may not change his mind in 10 minutes when I am relaxing under all the lovely bubbles, even if his bowels are threatening to explode..
So why is it then when Mum gently lowers herself into the lovely warm water some little sod (for want of a better word to describe my angelic children) taps on the door and says....
"Mummy... I need a wee..."
and then in traipses the first child desperate for a wee, now I'm not daft.. I know that once this child has been allowed to enter that the others will quickly follow and the last one always needs to go one further and do a big poo and the smell lingers long after they've gone again...lol.
So knowing my fate is sealed and my peaceful moment is over I do the necessary and wash and then do my hair and decide I should quickly shave whilst I'm here cos that leg looks a bit hairy and.... wtf?
I have one hairy leg and one bald one. o_O
Feeling a little confused I check under my arms and sure enough I have one hairy and one bald..
"ok srsly now.. wtf is going on?" I say as I double check and sure enough one bald and one hairy...all kids of things start to run through my head..
"How is that possible?"
"I'm a freak.. I have lost the ability to grow hairs down the left side of my body...left side of my body.. oh God that can't be good..."
"Whats going on??"
"OMG Is my hair gonna start falling out?!?!?!?!"
"Have I still got my left eyebrow??"
I'm stood up in the bath now trying to lean out to look in the mirror over the sink and trying not to break my back or something as I check I still have both my eyebrows and at that moment my smallest child (Heather, not youngest but definitely shortest..as Angelina likes to remind everyone lol) enters the room, gives me a cheeky grin and a "Hi Mum..", whips down her pants and starts to do the stinkest poo in the history of bowel movements..ever.
She sits there smiling and swinging her legs and I remember that during the previous bath a mere couple of days earlier she'd done the same.. infact I remember the smell was so bad that I had to get out of the bath and leave the room..
in the middle of shaving my legs......!!!!
Relieved, I start laughing and Heather starts laughing (she has no idea why though..) and then the smell hits me... and I fly out of the bath and leave the room..with one bald leg and armpit and one hairy... still.. I should go fix that actually, whilst she's still at school!!!
Saturday, 2 January 2010
Woe is me...
It's not fair..
It's not y'know.
I not happy...
and when I'm not happy you shall all know...
I is very very sad...
What has made you sad? I hear you asking... ok well I don't but dammit you should be!!!
well to be honest.. its this..
(****DOCTOR WHO SPOILER ALERT!!!! Do NOT read if you weren't one of the 10 million watching last night or if you don't want to know...lol****)
now if it'd just been that then I maybe could have coped but it wasn't just that was it? No... cos first we had this
and if that wasn't bad enough I was blubbing too.. because he gave us the line..
"I don't want to go!!"
followed by this..
WTF?!?!?!?!
Look at his face...He's crying!!!!
he's crying.. I'm crying... it was a regular little blub-fest going on over here (ok ok I was blubbing way before the regeneration business but still..).
So Mr Russell T Davies... what the hell are you trying to do to me?
I'm distraught. My son is gutted and it's just not on!!! I wouldn't mind but I don't really see the need to regenerate him into a new Doctor. He managed perfectly well sending the Time Lords packing and the Master with them.. all on his lil own and I think it was just mean of you to turn him into much less tastier bloke for the next series.
Bring back David.. Look..see how pretty he is.. *le sigh* and look! He even likes kitties... he's perfect!!
What will we do without him? Well we'll watch the new one wont we?? yep.. but we're only watching so we can moan and complain about how rubbish he is and how much he is not Mr Tennant.. yeah and we will be MOST vocal about it too.. or I will anyway..lol
Who decided Tennant could make his own decisions anyway? How rude...
So goodbye for now Mr Tennant, you'll be missed.. but in the meantime..
can I have your shirt please?? You wont be needing it anymore... lol
Friday, 1 January 2010
The end?
In 8 hours the lovely David will no longer be the Doctor.
It's just not on and I'm not playing... exactly who's silly idea was this anyway?
Thursday, 31 December 2009
2009..another year of blogging...
Well it was better than 2008 but lets face it.. anything would have been better than 2008 really wouldn't it?
So quick run down and a few pics maybe of the year..Oooh fun!!
January.
January, if I remember correctly... was cold. Meh nothin 'New' about that.. it's always cold.. and boring... I can't even remember what happened in January.. Oh wait!! Yep, they announced that my beloved David Tennant would be killed off (ok ok regenerated...a mere technicality) into this lil dude..
who is not nearly as gorgeous as mah Dave and I'm just not happy about it in the slightest..
So.. that was January and it SUCKED.
February.
In February we all got the lurgy, tangled with this bunch of cowboys
over a sofa, but still founds reasons to be cheerful with this lil one...
*le sigh*
March.
Let's not eh?
April.
April brought the most beautiful boy... who provides such joy and incredibly lovely pictures that I wish I could share with you but can't for I have not discussed with his lovely Ma and Pa. Needless to say he is as cute as a button and has cheeks you want to squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze!!!!!!!! love him love him love him love him .. i do i do i do i do i dooo ooooo!! LOL
Yes Albie Callan Peter Smith arrived on 11th April and brought with him some much needed joy and at a perfect time too.. just as we were gearing up for that first anniversary of grief and I think he eased the pain slightly for all of us. I know Dad would have been proud and would have adored him as much as he adored all his other grandchildren.. he would of course never have allowed Simon and Sarah to forget however that he was born across the border and down there with the 'southern softies' no less.. still it could have been worse.. he could have been born on the wrong side of the pennines.. (shhhh.. mustn't say the "L" word!!).. so yes. April was a very good month... long may that continue.
May.
May brings birthdays and busy times and blackness these days... I wont pretend it's fun. May used to bring Bankruptcy (almost.. lol) as virtually the whole family has a birthday or at least one member or more of each little family gets a year older in those 4 weeks.. (I think there's something like 13 birthdays.. its ridiculous!!) but now all any of us seem to think about is he who is not here.
May brought the anniversary and a trip up to the 'Top of the world' as we affectionately call it, it's more commonly known as Holme Moss in Huddersfield and its where we scattered Dad.
May is a tough one thats for sure... doesn't look like it'll get much easier in future either...
In other May news I went back to school and had a tangle with a white van driver... yeah May sucked too.. bring on June!!!!!!
June.
I got older.. again!!
June SUCKED!!! NEXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(* edit.. on a positive note to June I completed 12 months smoke free..yeah I can't believe it either!!)
July.
Aahhhhh lovely July...
Scarborough.. 'nuff said.
August.
August was BUSY!!!
There was a visit from the tooth fairy for this mucky lil pup..
Look at the colour of him!!
Then someone (namely me..) had the bright idea that it might be fun to try trace the family tree.. with a maiden name of Smith it's not easy but we're getting there.. albeit slowly.. very slowly!! LOL
The boy finally got off his butt and learned to ride the bike.. which took approx 3 seconds to do and he hasnt touched it since either btw..lol
More cute babies (so glad they're not mine..lol) in the shape of Harry born to my old sis-in-law Vicki and her husband Scott.
Kids hid the phone for 4 days so no one could call us, then they broke the living room door.. trapping us upstairs and running round the side of the house in our pj's to get back in... fun.
Rich had the last birthday in his 30's... cant wait until August!!
September.
September was all about "Big School", yes my babies started school and how cute do they all look in their uniforms?
Another baby came, another boy too!!! My bezzie mate Donna's daughter Cate brought little Riley into the world on my Dad's birthday no less.. obviously a star in the making and a cutie he is too.. bless him.
There was another birthday this month.. my girls turned 5. Seems like yesterday since i was buried under a pile of nappies and baby stuff but in a blink they're little supermodels in waiting..lol
October.
It's still birthday season in October at our house and this time it's Jake's turn.. this year he was 8 which is perfectly old enough now.. can we go back a few years and stop being such a tweenager now please?
November.
The end of October brought much happiness and joy but in a split second it turned to November and another month tinged with sadness as we tried to deal with another tragedy and comfort our loved ones that suffered so much pain as Jess and Luke lost their much wanted baby daughter Bella less than a day after her birth. I know only too well how unfair life is and how harsh it can be. They have been truly dignified and united in their grief and are still holding each other close, we're incredibly proud of them and their strength is humbling to us all. I truly hope 2010 is kinder to them... no doubt we will never forget but nor would we want to. God bless precious girl xx.
December.
Well... if you want a quick over view December brought presents... a 'fluffed' driving test (bring on January!!), an arc-angel Gabriel in the shape of Heather and lots of excited children.. it also brought turkey and ham and chocolate and a dose of the flu (swine maybe? not sure) for Grandad and Daddy.. you'll be pleased to know I'm fine..lol yeah I prolly just jinxed myself huh?
and this takes us up to now.. so thats it...2009 all done and reet quick too!!! In case I missed anything you can always read back by hitting the month tags down the right side of the main page, feel free.
I'm leaving you with this...
Happy New Year. May 2010 bring only happiness and joy please... we've had enough sadness and tears now ok?
Seriously though.. I dunno what's coming our way but it better be good..lol xx
So quick run down and a few pics maybe of the year..Oooh fun!!
January.
January, if I remember correctly... was cold. Meh nothin 'New' about that.. it's always cold.. and boring... I can't even remember what happened in January.. Oh wait!! Yep, they announced that my beloved David Tennant would be killed off (ok ok regenerated...a mere technicality) into this lil dude..
who is not nearly as gorgeous as mah Dave and I'm just not happy about it in the slightest..
So.. that was January and it SUCKED.
February.
In February we all got the lurgy, tangled with this bunch of cowboys
over a sofa, but still founds reasons to be cheerful with this lil one...
*le sigh*March.
Let's not eh?
April.
April brought the most beautiful boy... who provides such joy and incredibly lovely pictures that I wish I could share with you but can't for I have not discussed with his lovely Ma and Pa. Needless to say he is as cute as a button and has cheeks you want to squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze!!!!!!!! love him love him love him love him .. i do i do i do i do i dooo ooooo!! LOL
Yes Albie Callan Peter Smith arrived on 11th April and brought with him some much needed joy and at a perfect time too.. just as we were gearing up for that first anniversary of grief and I think he eased the pain slightly for all of us. I know Dad would have been proud and would have adored him as much as he adored all his other grandchildren.. he would of course never have allowed Simon and Sarah to forget however that he was born across the border and down there with the 'southern softies' no less.. still it could have been worse.. he could have been born on the wrong side of the pennines.. (shhhh.. mustn't say the "L" word!!).. so yes. April was a very good month... long may that continue.
May.
May brings birthdays and busy times and blackness these days... I wont pretend it's fun. May used to bring Bankruptcy (almost.. lol) as virtually the whole family has a birthday or at least one member or more of each little family gets a year older in those 4 weeks.. (I think there's something like 13 birthdays.. its ridiculous!!) but now all any of us seem to think about is he who is not here.
May brought the anniversary and a trip up to the 'Top of the world' as we affectionately call it, it's more commonly known as Holme Moss in Huddersfield and its where we scattered Dad.
May is a tough one thats for sure... doesn't look like it'll get much easier in future either...
In other May news I went back to school and had a tangle with a white van driver... yeah May sucked too.. bring on June!!!!!!
June.
I got older.. again!!
June SUCKED!!! NEXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(* edit.. on a positive note to June I completed 12 months smoke free..yeah I can't believe it either!!)
July.
Aahhhhh lovely July...
Scarborough.. 'nuff said.
August.
August was BUSY!!!
There was a visit from the tooth fairy for this mucky lil pup..
Look at the colour of him!!Then someone (namely me..) had the bright idea that it might be fun to try trace the family tree.. with a maiden name of Smith it's not easy but we're getting there.. albeit slowly.. very slowly!! LOL
The boy finally got off his butt and learned to ride the bike.. which took approx 3 seconds to do and he hasnt touched it since either btw..lol
More cute babies (so glad they're not mine..lol) in the shape of Harry born to my old sis-in-law Vicki and her husband Scott.
Kids hid the phone for 4 days so no one could call us, then they broke the living room door.. trapping us upstairs and running round the side of the house in our pj's to get back in... fun.
Rich had the last birthday in his 30's... cant wait until August!!
September.
September was all about "Big School", yes my babies started school and how cute do they all look in their uniforms?
Another baby came, another boy too!!! My bezzie mate Donna's daughter Cate brought little Riley into the world on my Dad's birthday no less.. obviously a star in the making and a cutie he is too.. bless him.
There was another birthday this month.. my girls turned 5. Seems like yesterday since i was buried under a pile of nappies and baby stuff but in a blink they're little supermodels in waiting..lol
October.
It's still birthday season in October at our house and this time it's Jake's turn.. this year he was 8 which is perfectly old enough now.. can we go back a few years and stop being such a tweenager now please?
November.
The end of October brought much happiness and joy but in a split second it turned to November and another month tinged with sadness as we tried to deal with another tragedy and comfort our loved ones that suffered so much pain as Jess and Luke lost their much wanted baby daughter Bella less than a day after her birth. I know only too well how unfair life is and how harsh it can be. They have been truly dignified and united in their grief and are still holding each other close, we're incredibly proud of them and their strength is humbling to us all. I truly hope 2010 is kinder to them... no doubt we will never forget but nor would we want to. God bless precious girl xx.
December.
Well... if you want a quick over view December brought presents... a 'fluffed' driving test (bring on January!!), an arc-angel Gabriel in the shape of Heather and lots of excited children.. it also brought turkey and ham and chocolate and a dose of the flu (swine maybe? not sure) for Grandad and Daddy.. you'll be pleased to know I'm fine..lol yeah I prolly just jinxed myself huh?
and this takes us up to now.. so thats it...2009 all done and reet quick too!!! In case I missed anything you can always read back by hitting the month tags down the right side of the main page, feel free.
I'm leaving you with this...
Happy New Year. May 2010 bring only happiness and joy please... we've had enough sadness and tears now ok?
Seriously though.. I dunno what's coming our way but it better be good..lol xx
Wednesday, 30 December 2009
I don't want to be in a pie.. I don't even like gravy!!!!
Can you guess what Heather's new favourite film is?
Chicken Run... gotta love it. ;)
Here's her fave bit. enjoy.
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