Poorly sweaty Ali, being comforted by Angry Birds on my phone. (ain’t no way I hand that phone over otherwise!)
As for Cinders? Well she didn’t know if she was coming or going!
Is it me or is that just plain wrong!
I switched Cinders back to smiley, happy ever after and found my smile in the process. Well at least more of my smile. It’s not back to Julia Roberts wattage yet
So Mum is up, which is better. Ali is worse Poor little chap.
Cinders tucked him in.
Whilst he sat forlornly in my bed, we watched a film and I managed some scrapping. I have scrapped Lauren’s oceanfest hair that I showed you yesterday as a late entry to the monthly challenge on UKS (points for my team!)
Night all xx
A tad melancholic today, missed Dad very much yesterday, I would have given a lot to have heard him humming and pottering around yesterday and giving his sawdusty cheek a kiss. Felt it for Lauren too of course, she went to oceanfest (as I posted for yesterday) and tonight we are both pretty tired in our pj’s ready for bed.
Do you know the quote/phrase that was popular a few years ago…..Just because you are paranoid doesn’t mean they are not out to get you? I was feeling a bit like that until this evening as well. Mum is poorly and has been in bed since thursday refusing to see the doc. Her lip was thick yesterday and I was nearly having a fit thinking she was stroking (family history of stroke and ones at her young age) so I told her that she was just to see a doc today regardless. Anyway she says she is feeling better and hopefully that is the truth and she will be better tomorrow. I know I wouldn’t have given it as much credence before. She is sensible, she was a nurse, she will see the doc when she wants. I don’t feel like that anymore…I feel like wrapping her in cotton wool!
Now I have an Ali in my bed with aches and pains and fevers and snivvels and scratchy red eyes
So not such a bright and cheery Jen today sorry
I have just been out to have a few moments fresh air before bed. Lovely yellow clouds and light.
Our ‘new’ garden pots have really cheered up this bit of wall.
Cinders helped me with the washing up. You know, I think maybe i’ll turn her back to her happy self. Maybe she’s bringing me down with her sad face
First off that has freaked me out not just using the prompt as a post title. First time in the challenge.
“I own the control freak in me. The control freak in me doesn’t own me.” Happy I got that out of the way!
Did you enjoy the ball?
Maybe I should tell Lauren this tale next time she misses her curfew Her hair will turn brown again might just do it.
If anything sucks more than having to go to work, it’s having to go twice in one day. I had a naughty night team colleague that needed a little personnel management As Mum is poorly I thought I would go back tonight after the kids were asleep rather than go in really early this morning. I thought Cinders would enjoy a trip out and you know what, I think she did!
Erm, I think I need to reign myself in before I become one of those ladies. I don’t have an issue with them but I don’t want to be one, although it would shake the kids off pretty darned quick if I turned up to their parties with Cinders. It may be something I adopt in the future. Night y’all xx
Good grief, when Anne (kindly) messaged me this morning with the prompt I was perturbed. What could I use, what boring pile of produce could I use, what on earth? But tonight, getting home and seeing all your wonderful interpretations hello Clemmie, Hudson, Kermie, Moomin, Bendy Wizard etc. They are all fabulous and I was inspired to look for Cinders.
You remember the Tree of Life sampler that my Granny made me that I showed the other day. Well she was a really talented seamstress and for her three granddaughters she made a Cinderella Ragdoll. Mine was inspirationally named Cinders.
Here is mine, I absolutely this doll. If I had taken a sharp shot you would see her imperfections from years of me playing with her. (Hence a fuzzy shot
) A clear memory of my Granny coming to stay is me playing with her with Granny and Mum apologising to Granny that she wasn’t pristine anymore. My Granny said “Well, I’m so happy she is playing with her. I didn’t make her to keep in a box”.
Her beautiful ruffle is hanging off. Granny had to make her a second wig (the first was paler and softer) and she repaired her necklace umpteen times for me. She definitely could do with a Granny makeover now as both boys (for gawd’s sake don’t repeat this to their friends) adored her too.
I look forward to finding things for her to do or places for her to be this week. Inspired idea Suzie
And why did my boys (who are very boyish) enjoy playing with her so much? Well she has a secret and i’ll show you this week
So for day one she is holding the card she helped me make tonight. My Mum is going to her friend’s daughter’s wedding tomorrow and asked me to make her a card which I forgot all week. I am better on a deadline
I do Cinders.
This post today is brought to you by Bindweed Elffrost.
So who or what is Bindweed Elffrost?
She is cheerful and friendly.
She lives at the bottom of tangled gardens and in hedgerows.
She can only be seen during the first snow of winter.
She wears tangled multicoloured skirts made of petals and has transparent green wings like a cicada.
Bravo Borqna for having the Fairy Name Generator on your blog and well done Anne for spotting it.
Here are the faces lurking around the place this afternoon generally making the place look untidy.
This last one has just opened in the garden
Over and out from Bindweed Elffrost.