Monday, 12 June 2017

Summer Lovin'

.... had me a blast
Summer Loving happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days drifting away to oh oh the summer nights.......

*****I love the movie Grease*****

That song was going round and round my head for ages after I had wrapped up this birthday gift for a friend recently.
The photos don't have anything to do with the words on this post, but they are all so bright and cheery I had to use them.

So what is this post about then if not love and lollies?
It's one of those I need to do every so often in order to record a couple of things which have happened and affect our family.
First up is a change to my work pattern. A month or so ago I increased the number of days I work from 3 to 4. It may not sound like a big deal but I spent ages wondering whether or not I should, we had a change 2 months ago in G's job when he began working shifts once again and as someone who likes structure and routine I wasn't sure about another change so soon.

It was the Easter holidays which had set me off thinking. 
It really came home to me how much more independent S has become and although over the past couple of school holidays I haven't been needed so much this one really showed me how much less.
All this happened to coincide with my place of work looking to recruit a new member of staff and so I asked, if it fitted in with their requirements, would they consider giving me an extra day.
Although in an ideal world I would have liked to have started working that extra day after the school summer break when they agreed to my request I considered myself lucky that I had been given the opportunity more or less as I needed it.
One day less at home means I need to try and be more organised with all the things I do at home and extras like when to do the shopping, especially as like I've already said, G is on a new shift pattern and that's got to be taken into consideration too.

As a consequence I have been feeling a bit more tired by the end of each week. Would you believe the first week I did the extra hours I overslept on the Saturday morning and missed an appointment at my hairdressers.
I was so embarrassed!

Then last week something happened with S which was emotionally tiring.
I don't mean to sound deliberately cryptic.
She is absolutely fine. We are all fine.
It's just a personal matter, an issue around adoption and as such it's not something suitable for discussion here.
As I've said before, this blog is my on-line diary and so I need to use it to record all the things which happen to us as a family.

We had a fairly quiet weekend.
T worked and was in and out in between, S had a sleepover and on Saturday evening we had friends over for wine and pizza. Sometimes low key, moochy weekends are exactly what's needed.

Monday, 5 June 2017

Songs in Southsea

Sunday afternoon found us in Southsea, bathed in sunshine by the bandstand 

we listened to songs sung by The Three Belles. The trio sing in the style of The Andrews Sisters and certainly look the part too.

As the first few bars of music started people got up to dance and they carried on right until the end of the girl's performance.

Not only did they lindy hop and stroll superbly but they looked fantastic too in their capri pants and full skirted dresses.

You couldn't help but smile as you listened to the music and watched people doing something they enjoy. 

Friday, 2 June 2017

Sparrow's Breakfast

I love our two cats, Melvin and Malcolm.
They each have their own lovable personality, they provide us with lots of entertainment as we watch them madly dash around the house when they play chase with each other and it's probably because of them we don't often have birds in our garden.
Which is why when on Sunday morning and we saw some sparrows repeatedly flying in and out of our garden I got very excited.
It was this rambling honeysuckle they were attracted to.

I went inside and grabbed my camera, moved the garden chair closer to where they were going and sat and waited. It wasn't long before they flew back.

They were nibbling away at the cuckoo spit (at least I think that's what it's called) which had formed behind the heads of the honeysuckle flowers. They were flitting around so quickly it was hard to catch them at it and this was the closest I got.

Not quite as easy on the eye as the birds but this snail seemed content enough to explore G's hand.
 I'm sure he was much happier than the one I found next to him on the grass which I managed to stand on as I was pegging out the washing!