We went to a car boot sale this morning. We need a new axe as Ady killed ours on Friday chopping up wood – clearly he’d be a shit axe murderer if he is more likely to kill the axe than kill with the axe! 😆 We didn’t find an axe, or anything else interesting for that matter, so via detours to Tesco for cream cakes and home for my laptop we went to my parents for lunch.
We’d not seen my Mum for over 2 weeks and my Dad only briefly in that time so it was nice to have a catch up. My parents have got all sorts of very odd and complicated stuff going on in their relationship just now, probably not all of which I am even aware of and I am staying as far removed from it as possible. I spent way too much time in my childhood getting sucked into some weird sort of marriage guidance counsellor role which I have no intention of ever happening again really. I think this coming year will be a hard one for them and while I’ll strive to be there for them both in what I think will be tough times ahead what I’d really like to be is *just* a daughter rather than friend or confidante.
All that said we had a nice time there today. We spent some time looking at houses on the internet and talking about our plans in a rather more calmer and rational way than last time. Dad had a minor rant but again realised that he was putting his ideas about ideal lifestyles onto us with our rather different ideals. He tried to pull the ‘well you won’t go anywhere without an ensuite bathroom!’ line on me but was reminded that yes, that was indeed me 3 years ago but I’ve been camping some six times in the last two years IN TENTS, using PORTA POTTIES and started in various youth hostels with no ensuite facilities too. So while that used to be me, people do change and I certainly have and what would have been my dream home a few years ago has vastly changed now. Anyway, like I said, mostly positive.
We came home and I got a roast pork dinner on, the kids played some convoluted game (loosely based on Primeval I think) and then practised a ‘Kung Fu Show’ for ages before coming and putting it on for us in the lounge. It was fairly violent but they seemed to enjoy it. I told then that you can have martial art lessons (although I think Tarly is still way too young) but they didn’t seem that interested at the moment. Davies has said he doesn’t want to move up to Cubs when he is 8 and would like to pick up something else instead so maybe that will be a possibility for then (adds it to mental list of stuff to bring out and think about at a later date sometime).
I spent some time looking at the various paperwork RSPB and National Trust have sent through with our membership and writing dates of various events in my diary. Ady and I coordinated diaries for the next month or so the other night so I have all his QVC appearances logged and we have all our childcare organised for the next while too, but we don’t seem to have managed to do much about holidays yet. We know we want to try a weeks camping in April in Wales to look round at properties, we have some time booked in August (which we could do with spreading to a full ten days or more), NicCamps in December and we are thinking about a camping trip to Cornwall in September too which we should probably book dates off work for – job for this week I think, organising that in work diaries and with each other.
Davies and Scarlett had a bath before dinner and then we all sat and ate and watched Simpsons. They went to bed, Ady and I had baths and watched Lost and then a new series called Being Human on BBCthree which was excellent :).
Tomorrow we amazingly, have nothing planned aside from D’s Beavers in the evening. I have a whole plan of things we could do, am fighting to urge to go out somewhere for the day and just take some time to be home.
well if you’re stuck for something to do tomorrow there’s always mms 😉
Comment by Liza — 25 February 2008 @ 12:49 am