Saturday The Fourth Blab

I have been blogging less lately as my wife, life and mothering duties seem to have taken a priority for weeks on end.

Especially at work. I have been thinking about work when not at work. Which is usually not an issue, but because we went through a tight and tough time, it was getting a bit intrusive. However, we seem to have gotten past that enough for me to feel a sense of relief.

Also, I have been so tired for weeks on end and finally picked up some iron tablets as about fifteen months ago I was diagnosed with low iron levels but did nothing about it. Hopefully things sort themselves out now. Plus I had slipped into a level of inertia about looking after myself emotionally. I know that sounds a bit precious, but I feel as though I have been just going to work, exercise, supermarket, washing and ironing and sleeping. Then on the weekend just not getting enough done that was enjoyable.

Maybe just a rut that needed derutting (is that a word?). Now I am working out of it.

I took two days off work this week. Wednesday was my son's twelfth birthday. I could not believe it. Twelve years ago he arrived and change our lives, in a great way. Talk about a learning curve.

Now here is this boy on the brink of teenage hood. His feet are big and they stink at the end of the day. I think that is a boy thing actually.

For his birthday he went to Gold Class cinemas with a friend to see the new Transformer's movie. Gold Class only has about twenty or so seats in it that are very comfortable. You can order yummy food that gets delivered to you once the movie starts. It costs more, but it is a nice birthday treat.

Whilst they were both at the movies I went shopping and just enjoyed myself. Spent a little bit of money on moi, not much, but enough.

Made a cake and decorated it in chocolate (his request) and was one candle short so we used a match stick for candle number twelve.

At the end of the day I worked on my beauty regime. It is a work in progress.

I ought to warn you, a close up of the photo below is totally disgusting. The honesty of digital pictures.....

Friday I dedicated myself to getting all the laundry sorted once and for all so that my weekend was just for relaxing. Having a day off now and then makes a big difference. This morning when I woke up I felt at ease for the first time in a while.

My husband and I bought my son an Apple iTouch for his birthday along with a docking station. To me, twelve is a special age and I wanted him to have something he would remember. He never asks for things like an Ipod or iTouch. About a month ago he had asked me if he had saved up enough pocket money for one and I said that he was almost there. So he just left it at that with the idea he would buy one in a few more months. Even when I asked him what he wanted for his birthday he just said that he wanted a surprise and anything I gave him would be great.

So, he gets the Itouch and is so pleased with it. Loads his songs, sits and surfs the Internet with it. Later on we had the following brief dialogue.

"Mum, on the weekend can we go to MacDonald's?" he asks.

"Why do you want to go there, you don't eat that rubbish?" I queried him.

"No, I know. But I want to take my iTouch and use it in there because they have free WiFi," he told me.

"Oh, okay," I agreed thinking to myself that, once again, MacDonald's have worked out a way to get customers in. Tomorrow we will go to one and try it out. Just sit at a table without food or drink just to try free Internet access.

Bit strange when I think about it.

Tomorrow my son and I are off into the city to go to the museum and just do a few things together as my husband has a music job on. I am looking forward to just being out and about more than eleven kilometres from my front door.

Sometimes you have to watch out, the world can suddenly get small if you don't keep moving outside of the safety zone.

By the way, I am growing out my fringe. Does it make me look older? Or mumsy? Or like I have a big, big forehead? Or a big face?

Ciao
LC