YAY!!!!   I’M BACK

I am back in the game!   I mean back in the blog game after an 8 month drought. I don’t know why I leave it so long because enjoy putting my thoughts down and spreading a little love onto the web. It’s more like writing a diary and I love it.

So anyway, casting my mind back… it’s been a busy time and it’s going to take few blogs of the highlights to get you up to speed.

So lets start with the earliest and perhaps biggest event this year which was when my sister, niece and nephew moved in with us.   Before I expand I just have to share how overjoyed I was.   It has been one of the happiest times ever and I am lucky enough to have had a pretty happy life, not withstanding a few bumps in the road.

Anyway on to the story….. So with a bit of manoeuvring and constructing additional beds we were set!   We only have a run-of-the mill semi-detached house and the loft conversation was the key to accommodating everyone. But that was just logistics and my ma n pa love a project!!

Emotionally it was hard to see sis so stressed and pushed to her limits and to say that her leaving her previous relationship was easy would be wrong, there were obviously tricky times. However the freedom that came made me feel over the bloody moon!   To say we celebrated that weekend was an understatement and can perhaps be put into context by you visualising a quiet drink at the local rugby club ending in us walking home in the early hours wearing sombreros and Mexican style ponchos!   Celebrations then continuing at the obligatory after party in the kitchen ♯tequila

So a groove was found with the family, dinner for 10 was interesting and the washing machine was pushed to the max. However my sister has this unhealthy habit of actually enjoying ironing (I know weird right?) so the turnaround time on getting laundry back increased 10 fold but whether you got the right jeans/knickers/leggings etc was another story.

Domestics aside, it is a big step starting a new life and one which you enter into tentatively making big decisions on a new home and how your life will move forward. So when you are starting this new life over the rainbow what is the first thing would you do? *pause for effect

Well of course my Sis being my Sis, you go out a buy a new kitten obvs!!

Crackers I know!

We have the resident Killer Kat, Westie My Bestie, 2 Gangster* Pigs (*this is not a typo) and a Bunny but hey ho lets get a kitten in the mix. It sounds like was dead against such a ludicrous idea…. Nah of course not! I thought it was a fantastic idea!   I was so excited and boy oh boy did we all fall in love with the ginger ninja!   Ed Cat arrived and he is gorgeous!   Even the boy was smitten with him and there were snapchats a plenty of the little fluff ball. My Handsome literally had no choice and I have to say (don’t tell him I said this) but we could rock up with all sorts of pets and he would moan for a day and then love it like the rest of us. Oh that is of course as long there are not hairs all over everywhere. He doesn’t do animal hair, or human hair, or fluff or glitter but I digress.

Super Ed Bread was amongst us and all was well in our bulging, packed to the rafters happy home.   Bliss!!

And we all lived happily ever after.

Well not quite true, the nephew moved in with his girlfriend (sniff!  Another one of our babies growing up)  It was one of those moments when my first born always says “Mum, are you gonna cry?  You are, you are, you are gonna cry aren’t you?” and yes it was emotional.

And then Sis found happiness again with an amazing parter and a gorgeous place to live then left taking my niece and Ed Bread with her……  Just like that gone and yes I did cry! Empty nest syndrome or what!  How on earth was this 40 year old woman going to survive out there in the world without me?  How would my niece cope without her bestest Aunty Jo?
And Ed….. he thought I was his mum (don’t tell Sis!) taken away, toys bed the lot!!       *more tears

(sad song plays)

……..   Anyway I got over it (sniff).  I got used to the idea but actually spent every spare minute dropping in on her at the new place and ensured that we both had keys to each others houses so that there was never any more visiting.  No no they can all just come and go as they please like it’s their second home.  I returned to only cooking for the street instead of the whole town, I can never get the pasta portions right.  Twin II returned to her bedroom, the washing machine slowed and the ironing pile grew…..(actually that’s a lie cos Nanny McFaff is the angel of ironing).

A new balance was found.

On reflection though, my Handsome was a little too happy when Ed moved out.  Mainly because he kept crapping in the bath (Ed not Handsome)  but the favour was quickly repaid when Westie My Bestie did the same on Sisters shiny kitchen floor!

Life resumed as was, however there are still 4 beds on that top floor just incase I can talk anyone else into moving in!