Friday, 17 July 2009

Tag, you're it.

Scroll down to the bottom of the page and you'll see I've been tagged with an Honest Scrap Award. One of the great things about setting up this blog that I'd never even considered is that I get to communicate with a range of people right here in the blogosphere.

I've been tagged by the lovely author of halfmumhalfbiscuit, which means I now have to pass on this accolade to 7 other lovely bloggers, and tell you 10 facts about myself. I'll admit I'm a bit unsure about all this so apologies if it doesn't quite look right or work the way it is supposed to. In fact, to be honest I was tagged over at A Life with a View a while back but didn't even realise I was supposed to pass it on (sorry about that!).

So, here goes, I may stick at 6 for now as I'm still new to all this:

1 I have to start with the blog that gave me the idea in the first place, How to be Fit, Rich and Happy

2 And now I'd like to repay the favour offered by A Life with a View just a few moons ago

3 Because her posts are always full of the joy of being a parent there's Ruth at The things our children say

4 Because she provides an inspiration for tough times there's stigmum

5 From another parent who always makes me laugh Boozlebox

6 And from a group of friends who recently saw the film Age of Stupid and were inspired to make their opinions heard there's Climate Chains

Read and enjoy.

Now for ten facts about me. Some of which you may or not already have gleaned.

1. I worry too much.
2. I'm trying really hard to live as sustainably as I can but sometimes I get tired and miserable and so I drive to the supermarket and buy pizza to eat in front of the tv with the girls (shhh, don't tell anyone about that one).
3. I don't watch grown up tv any more. Really, not at all.
4. I probably spend too much time online.
5. If I applied myself I reckon I could make money from writing but see point 4 for one excuse amongst many.
6. I like apples.
7. Sometimes I still can't believe I'm really a mum.
8. Sometimes I still can't believe I'm so lucky as to be a mum.
9. I really would like to be able to stay in bed beyond 6am more than once a month.
10. I find it hard to believe that after 37 years I still only have one friend who likes camping as much as me.

Services offered: most posts considered

Apparently my employer can no longer afford to pay for my services. Which means that as of October I could very well be job-free.

As you may imagine this has come as a bit of a blow (I am, by the way, a master of understatement). Up until now one of the saving graces of my 'situation' has been that I have had relatively few money worries associated with this split. Ok, so I had to go from working two days a week at a charity to three days with a professional money-making business, but I would happily admit that was hardly a major source of woe.

I have been fortunate enough to be able to stay living in our home, which in turn meant less upheaval for the girls and myself at the most difficult period of the split. I can pay the bills and I still have a car. Of course all this is partly down to my greenward shift, buying fewer new goods and clothing etc, making more of my own food and buying in bulk, and, let's face it, also drastically reducing the amount I spend on socialising (I reckon that adds up to about £5 a month or thereabouts!).

Anyway, time for a rethink. Someone is coming to value the house next week, just so I can get an idea of whether it would be worth me trying to downsize without moving my 5 year old too far from her school. But hopefully it won't come to that. Some weeks I barely manage to keep on top of the laundry, can you imagine actually moving house? Like I say, hopefully it won't come to that.

Monday, 13 July 2009

Superhero day

It's the last week of the first year at school. What a milestone. As a way of marking this stupendous occasion five year old is allowed to dress up as a 'superhero' and take in 'savouries to share with 6 friends' on Thursday.

Reading this out to her thinking it would be something exciting, the reply comes; "I don't want to dress up."

"Oh. Well, you don't have to."

Later the reason gradually emerges. Superheroes are for boys, obviously.

After trawling the internet for possible girly but brave and tremendous feminine superheroes, and also speaking to my sagacious sister (who has two boys and therefore knows infinitely more than I on the subject of superheroes) I try approaching the subject the following morning at breakfast time.

"I've been thinking about your party. You could be Supergirl. What superpower would you like to have, flying? running fast? juggling?"

"AAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!! (Actually it was louder and more blood-curdling than that in reality) I DON'T WANT A MUMMY!!!"

Hmm. Maybe my timing was wrong.

"I could make you a cape." (Sounding a bit desparate now.)

"Really? Can I have a purple one?"

You see, I am learning about this girly stuff gradually. It's all in the accessories.

Doh, now all I have to do is find suitable purple material and fashion it into a cape worthy of superhero status. And before Thursday, obviously.

Wednesday, 8 July 2009


Just read five year old's first ever school report. Despite my determination to not crow too much about my lovely girl's achievements I just can't resist writing that it made me feel very warm to read how she's developed personally and academically at school in the first year. I was so worried about her emotional state of being in the period leading up to our change in family circumstances, but I myself have seen her grow into a happier and more confident child as we have all settled into our new living arrangements. So to read the first sentence: "She is a happy and polite little girl." was very heartwarming indeed.

In addition to the notes about her academic development, the teacher has noted that she has made some good friendships and has blossomed in confidence.

At the end of the report there is a page with a couple of comments from my daughter herself. Reading these I am glad to note that she doesn't (yet?) see school achievements in terms of the confines of the conventional classroom. She says: "I am very good at skipping and drawing." (True) And then: "I am going to try harder at hopping." You go girl, I reckon we could all do with being a bit better at hopping.

Sunday, 5 July 2009

Rhyme time

Cottleston, cottleston, cottleston tuna,
Make me a cake or I'll go lunar.

(As sung by five year old earlier today.)

Thursday, 2 July 2009

Iced tea

It's been rather hot this week. The girls have been struggling to get to sleep in the evening but at least once they're off they're really off. Finally my attempts at blacking out just about every window upstairs are also starting to take effect in the morning so it's looking good for the moment.

Yesterday my eldest - who is about to finish her first year of school, wow - told me she had been to see her new classroom for next year. "It's next to the iced tea suite mummy." Mmmm, yes, now that would be nice.