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Friday, 20 May 2011
Thursday, 19 May 2011
Musings - Mama Kat's Workshop (19th May 2011)
List ten favorite things about one of your favorite people.
I suppose I should start by mentioning that my Mother is one of my favourite people.
Is that a little cliched? Who cares! She's ACE.
I wouldn't be the woman I am today if it wasn't for her and hopefully I will be able to pay it forward in a way that in thirty years time my own daughter might be sat somewhere, blogging, and saying the same thing about me.
Anyway, I should get listing... Here are my favourite things...
1. Crazy:
Off her rocker, a term I often use to refer to the matriarch. My mother has many eccentric and crazy traits that make being her offspring always entertaining. From her array of socks, obsession with supermarket toy machines (in the hope of getting a Sponge Bob Square Pants ball in every colour for the Pooch) and her ability to tease my Father until he can't breathe for laughing; I never know what to expect.
2. White Hair:
In her mid thirties, with my help I imagine, her blond hair started to turn white. Nothing drastic just typical colour changes that come with age. Why is this a favourite thing you ponder? Because my crazy Mother insists that this is her 'platinum blonde' stage of life and that models everywhere will be paying a fortune for the 'Lorna Look'. She pulls a silly expression when she says this which is hilarious.
3. The Music:
Growing up my music taste was warped. The influences I had were eccentric to say the least. My Mother insisted on playing me The Osmonds, Hermon's Hermits, Phil Collins, Elvis, Simply Red, Rod Stewart, Starship and many more. When you couple that with my Father's David Bowie and Eagles it's not surprising I like everything from Nickleback to McFly. I love her for it though as she made sure the house was always full of laughter and singing.
4. Dandelions:
She hates weeds, even taught the dog to bite the heads off the yellow dandelions which sadly didn't bode well for the daffodils or the marigolds. Her aversion is so funny that she often refers to them as the enemy. Quite often I will return home and wonder what is missing from the garden then realise that she has had a sneak round and hacked away.
5. Retirement
At 54 years old my Mother took early retirement so that she can be at home to have Katharine during the day when I go back to work. She is amazing to be doing it, especially when you think she is going to be looking after the crazy pooch at the same time. I gave birth in April but she retired in January, figured she needed resting time (that was her excuse anyway). :)
6. Traditions:
She loves her traditions. We always bake Mince Pies the week before Christmas, have a Christmas Eve present, she still insists on buying my winter coat despite my being 30, she texts me at ten every morning, she feeds the local ducks with posh bread every Saturday, I buy her a mini rose bush every Mother's day on request and whenever she eats Maltesers it is always her mission to see how many she can fit into her mouth. They might be silly traditions, and by no means have I listed them all, but they are who she is and I love her for them.
7. Many Fathers:
Much to the rolling of my Father's eyes, my Mother has this thing about telling me who my real Father is. There are three main contenders for the role, Donny Osmond (of Puppy Love fame), Martin Shaw (of The Professionals fame) and Jimmy White (of Snooker fame). Growing up she would often shout from the other room 'Your Dad's on TV' or 'You certainly didn't inherit your Dad's voice'. It's a good job none of these men were in Halifax at the time of my conception, ha ha.
8. Sense of humour:
You might have gathered through the rest of the list that my Mother likes to keep life entertaining. She has a great sense of humour which makes everything fun, even in my lowest moments she can make me feel better with a quip or a silly look. She has gotten me through the last few years by keeping me on the bright side.
9. Peas in a pod:
One of the favourite things I love about my Mother are the things that she passed down to me. Physical things such as hair colour, eye colour, my nose, a mole on my right index finger, my laugh and we even have a strange vein the same on our left leg. And various other elements such as her love of books, obsession with coats and hats, time keeping, need for routine and tradition and love of those that are close to me. We are peas in a pod, very close and ofter squished together... though not green. :)
10. My Rock:
My very favourite thing about my Mother is that she is my rock, always had been and always will be. She has held me up through heart break, evoked hysterical laughter, given me the ability to laugh at myself, be compassionate yet strong and know who I am. But mostly this woman has given me an amazing example of how to raise a daughter.
I only hope I can do her proud with mine. xx
Is that a little cliched? Who cares! She's ACE.
I wouldn't be the woman I am today if it wasn't for her and hopefully I will be able to pay it forward in a way that in thirty years time my own daughter might be sat somewhere, blogging, and saying the same thing about me.
Anyway, I should get listing... Here are my favourite things...
1. Crazy:
Off her rocker, a term I often use to refer to the matriarch. My mother has many eccentric and crazy traits that make being her offspring always entertaining. From her array of socks, obsession with supermarket toy machines (in the hope of getting a Sponge Bob Square Pants ball in every colour for the Pooch) and her ability to tease my Father until he can't breathe for laughing; I never know what to expect.
2. White Hair:
In her mid thirties, with my help I imagine, her blond hair started to turn white. Nothing drastic just typical colour changes that come with age. Why is this a favourite thing you ponder? Because my crazy Mother insists that this is her 'platinum blonde' stage of life and that models everywhere will be paying a fortune for the 'Lorna Look'. She pulls a silly expression when she says this which is hilarious.
3. The Music:
Growing up my music taste was warped. The influences I had were eccentric to say the least. My Mother insisted on playing me The Osmonds, Hermon's Hermits, Phil Collins, Elvis, Simply Red, Rod Stewart, Starship and many more. When you couple that with my Father's David Bowie and Eagles it's not surprising I like everything from Nickleback to McFly. I love her for it though as she made sure the house was always full of laughter and singing.
4. Dandelions:
She hates weeds, even taught the dog to bite the heads off the yellow dandelions which sadly didn't bode well for the daffodils or the marigolds. Her aversion is so funny that she often refers to them as the enemy. Quite often I will return home and wonder what is missing from the garden then realise that she has had a sneak round and hacked away.
5. Retirement
At 54 years old my Mother took early retirement so that she can be at home to have Katharine during the day when I go back to work. She is amazing to be doing it, especially when you think she is going to be looking after the crazy pooch at the same time. I gave birth in April but she retired in January, figured she needed resting time (that was her excuse anyway). :)
6. Traditions:
She loves her traditions. We always bake Mince Pies the week before Christmas, have a Christmas Eve present, she still insists on buying my winter coat despite my being 30, she texts me at ten every morning, she feeds the local ducks with posh bread every Saturday, I buy her a mini rose bush every Mother's day on request and whenever she eats Maltesers it is always her mission to see how many she can fit into her mouth. They might be silly traditions, and by no means have I listed them all, but they are who she is and I love her for them.
7. Many Fathers:
Much to the rolling of my Father's eyes, my Mother has this thing about telling me who my real Father is. There are three main contenders for the role, Donny Osmond (of Puppy Love fame), Martin Shaw (of The Professionals fame) and Jimmy White (of Snooker fame). Growing up she would often shout from the other room 'Your Dad's on TV' or 'You certainly didn't inherit your Dad's voice'. It's a good job none of these men were in Halifax at the time of my conception, ha ha.
8. Sense of humour:
You might have gathered through the rest of the list that my Mother likes to keep life entertaining. She has a great sense of humour which makes everything fun, even in my lowest moments she can make me feel better with a quip or a silly look. She has gotten me through the last few years by keeping me on the bright side.
9. Peas in a pod:
One of the favourite things I love about my Mother are the things that she passed down to me. Physical things such as hair colour, eye colour, my nose, a mole on my right index finger, my laugh and we even have a strange vein the same on our left leg. And various other elements such as her love of books, obsession with coats and hats, time keeping, need for routine and tradition and love of those that are close to me. We are peas in a pod, very close and ofter squished together... though not green. :)
10. My Rock:
My very favourite thing about my Mother is that she is my rock, always had been and always will be. She has held me up through heart break, evoked hysterical laughter, given me the ability to laugh at myself, be compassionate yet strong and know who I am. But mostly this woman has given me an amazing example of how to raise a daughter.
I only hope I can do her proud with mine. xx
Wednesday, 18 May 2011
Photo - Me and him...
I was sorting out my photos that I had tranferred from my old phone to the laptop when I upgraded and I came across this one. It was the photograph we took to prove our identity during our failed IVF treatment.
While it does make me feel a little sad, I can't help but love how cute we are. :)
Plus we have Katharine now so I shouldn't feel too sad. xx
Plus we have Katharine now so I shouldn't feel too sad. xx
Burped - Gutted...
I have just spent the last hour typing a post in my iPhone. It was epic, about my dreams, aspirations, fears and the person I want my daughter to see me as.
But as I hit publish, despite saving several times, it is all lost.
I don't have the heart at 5:22 to think of it all again. I am too drained from all the self revealing that it took to write it in the first place. :(
So I am just going to get up and start the day and hope that now I don't have my post to glare at me from the screen I will still follow-through with all that I had said that I would.
Gutted. Xx
Blogging without my sofa - using BlogPress from my iPhone.
But as I hit publish, despite saving several times, it is all lost.
I don't have the heart at 5:22 to think of it all again. I am too drained from all the self revealing that it took to write it in the first place. :(
So I am just going to get up and start the day and hope that now I don't have my post to glare at me from the screen I will still follow-through with all that I had said that I would.
Gutted. Xx
Blogging without my sofa - using BlogPress from my iPhone.
Location:Katharine's Kitchen
Tuesday, 17 May 2011
Burped - Who slept through...
Now the early morning feed blog is only going to work if both parties, eater and feeder, don't sleep through the 2am feed. I am conscious that Katharine might have been up and waiting but when I woke at 4:30am she didn't strike me as a baby who had been screaming for hours. Should I feel guilty? I have been subjected to 45 minutes of silly baby grins so I am taking that as forgiveness.
So, I think I promised a review?
Fast and Furious 5, I think the fact that I was able to stay awake from start to finish is a hint to its great entertainment prowess. All the old cast were back, those that hadn't been killed off in the previous four movies anyway, so the chemistry that made the other offerings work was still present this time.
Vin Diesel looked as impressive as ever, if a little squishy around the edges, which made his cat fight with Dwayne Johnson amazing to watch. It's not often that you see these two huge guys evenly matched and here you were able to see the chaos that such a match made. Plus being a woman I couldn't help but appreciate all that bulk, ha ha.
The plot was entertaining if a little far fetched but the stunning car work made up for it. The interaction between all the characters also kept you right there in the abandoned warehouse with them, it just worked.
This film also had a certain amount of sentiment and feeling that the other films didn't which I consider a good thing. Not only did it show that the franchise had matured but that the characters had too. With the first film having a 2003 release it would have been silly to think that the goals, feelings and relationships of Dominic's crew would not have evolved by 2011.
The plot twists and turns were as fun as the car chases, as was a witty script. For an action film that always had the potential to be just about the cars, Fast and Furious 5 was well rounded and well worth a watch on the big screen.
8.5 / 10 - yes it was that good.
:) xx
Ps. If you do go and see it you need to watch to the end of the credits for additional scenes that will leave you gobsmacked!
So, I think I promised a review?
Fast and Furious 5, I think the fact that I was able to stay awake from start to finish is a hint to its great entertainment prowess. All the old cast were back, those that hadn't been killed off in the previous four movies anyway, so the chemistry that made the other offerings work was still present this time.
Vin Diesel looked as impressive as ever, if a little squishy around the edges, which made his cat fight with Dwayne Johnson amazing to watch. It's not often that you see these two huge guys evenly matched and here you were able to see the chaos that such a match made. Plus being a woman I couldn't help but appreciate all that bulk, ha ha.
The plot was entertaining if a little far fetched but the stunning car work made up for it. The interaction between all the characters also kept you right there in the abandoned warehouse with them, it just worked.
This film also had a certain amount of sentiment and feeling that the other films didn't which I consider a good thing. Not only did it show that the franchise had matured but that the characters had too. With the first film having a 2003 release it would have been silly to think that the goals, feelings and relationships of Dominic's crew would not have evolved by 2011.
The plot twists and turns were as fun as the car chases, as was a witty script. For an action film that always had the potential to be just about the cars, Fast and Furious 5 was well rounded and well worth a watch on the big screen.
8.5 / 10 - yes it was that good.
:) xx
Ps. If you do go and see it you need to watch to the end of the credits for additional scenes that will leave you gobsmacked!
Location:Katharine's Kitchen
Monday, 16 May 2011
Burped - And we're off...
Before I start I would like to clarify that location wise Katharine's Kitchen is actually me propped up with cushions, baby on my lap, in the master bedroom bed. I do have a lovely rocking chair in the nursery bought specially for feeding but with Katharine still being Moses basket bound in our room it's easier just to flop on the bed. Besides, this special chair is so comfy that the pair of us tend to fall asleep and while the lovely carpet is cushiony under foot I don't think there is enough padding to bounce the baby when she hits the deck after my arms go slack.
So master bed it is with husband and pooch snoring beside us. It's warmer anyway with my feet under the covers and my iPhone in my spare hand. :)
Tomorrow I am back in the hospital but only for the morning and only for my glucose test. I am a little nervous about finding out if my gestational diabetes has stayed with me postnatal but as there are worse things to be saddled with in life I just need to suck it up. I have arranged for the youngsters to go to Grandma's where I will join them for the day when I'm done.
Quite a dull first segment, I guess, but I did need to break myself in gently. I will think of something better to say next time... Hey, I might even tell you about Fast and Furious 5 which we saw yesterday. Yes, a review it will be.
Now its time to try and finish the bottle, burp and get the heck back to sleep.
Catch ya later. Xx
Blogging without my sofa - using BlogPress from my iPhone.
So master bed it is with husband and pooch snoring beside us. It's warmer anyway with my feet under the covers and my iPhone in my spare hand. :)
Tomorrow I am back in the hospital but only for the morning and only for my glucose test. I am a little nervous about finding out if my gestational diabetes has stayed with me postnatal but as there are worse things to be saddled with in life I just need to suck it up. I have arranged for the youngsters to go to Grandma's where I will join them for the day when I'm done.
Quite a dull first segment, I guess, but I did need to break myself in gently. I will think of something better to say next time... Hey, I might even tell you about Fast and Furious 5 which we saw yesterday. Yes, a review it will be.
Now its time to try and finish the bottle, burp and get the heck back to sleep.
Catch ya later. Xx
Blogging without my sofa - using BlogPress from my iPhone.
Location:Katharine's Kitchen
Sunday, 15 May 2011
Musings - New segment...
I have decided to add a new segment to my blog. As I am now an excellent early morning multi-tasker (by early morning I mean anytime that Katharine demands food between midnight and the dawning of the sunrise) I am going to blog a random, sleep deprived, musing.
I am going to label these musings... Burped. Obviously these blogs will be in honour of my offspring, hence the title.
So let us see what my brain has to offer between heating, feeding, burping, cuddling and trying in vain to get back to some zzzzzzz.
Night for now... Xx
I am going to label these musings... Burped. Obviously these blogs will be in honour of my offspring, hence the title.
So let us see what my brain has to offer between heating, feeding, burping, cuddling and trying in vain to get back to some zzzzzzz.
Night for now... Xx
Location:Katharine's Kitchen
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