“Tions”      

Temptation,Contemplation and Reflection

It’s tricky to keep up to date with blogging and with “New Year New Me” resolutions a plenty I thought about committing to doing a blog a week.  Failed at that already….. indeed this post was started a week ago and only now finished! (tut) 

I have also tried to be punctual (I can hear the laughter ring out amongst my friends!).  But anyway I have these good intentions and I really mean it.  I want to be and do so many things.

I had a conversation with the first born the other day about “doing people”  you know “people who do”.  You know who they are.  I know some of these people, they say they are going to do something and they do it. 

It doesn’t have to be something life changing like home schooling a family then deciding to sell everything and explore the country in a camper van.   No, no, it could be small things like drink more water, go to bed earlier, no swearing.  All of which I have said I am going to do and all of which I seem to stop doing after a week or two.  So what is the key, what is their secret and how do I stand a chance of being like that.  I have entered a huge test of my willpower.  In our studio at work a few of us are giving up eating chocolate from 9th January until Easter.  Now if you know me you know I love chocolate….. no I mean I REALLY love chocolate.  And I love the idea of testing myself, one of the guys is going to give up booze too but that is just a step too far for me!!!  I think my problem will be forgetting that I have jacked it in, I can picture myself on autopilot and shovelling a wispa bar in not even thinking.  Well we shall see soon enough I will update on my progress and fingers crossed.

Anyway changing the subject entirely and clinging on to the Christmas and New Year break, it has to be said that I had one of the best times ever!   I probably say that every year as I seem to live in the moment and file previous amazing times for filtering and recollection when least expected.  However, I do remember a really pants time I had a couple of Christmas’s ago when I was really poorly.  That was a stand out bad time, having said that I managed to enjoy the key moments (such a trooper!).   

So this year it was the kids turn to be with their other parent, which is always rubbish because there is nothing like waking early with all of them opening gifts in their new Christmas pyjamas but we (Handsome and me) have been able to cope better year on year.  The kids just seem to roll with it no problem at all.  So Handsome headed off alone to help a local church to deliver meals to vulnerable, lonely and disadvantaged people.  He did it last year with all of the kids and it was such a great thing to do they are making it a new family tradition (proud me).  While he is off on his deliveries I prep the Christmas dinner which this year was a piece of cake as there were only my mom and dad and Handsome’s mum.  I was all over it!   Handsome picked them up and we began the merriment.  Champagne, turkey and veg a plenty.  Before we knew it the kids were all rocking up and on we went with more gift opening, smiles and music.  Just the best time ever.  The only think missing was my sister and her family…. She’s a nurse and had to work until 8pm, looking after the oldies bless her. 

Then we fell into that twixt and tween…. when you don’t know what day it is, what arrangements you have made, the rollercoaster of drunken gatherings and days in pjs recovering.  Again best time ever!   

This year we had a 10 day stretch from work!  Total bliss.

And then New Years Eve, don’t even get me started on NYE!  After last year committing to 3 different people that we would spend New Year with them and obviously cancelling on 2 of them (it was not nice) we decided to have a house party of our own so we could be with everyone.  The fave son was obviously off doing his thing with his mates as any 18 year old lad would.  He did however phone me  from the races, very tipsy and excitable to wish me Happy New Year.  It was a good few hours in advance of the midnight hour just in case he was in no fit state!  The thought was much appreciated.   

So having our home full with friends and family with music and laugher I felt a huge sense of happiness.  When the midnight hour struck and we crossed hands to auld lang syne and  I felt quite overwhelmed looking around at my circle.  I can’t remember the last time the oldies were with us.  It was almost the perfect moment, obvs would have been perfect had the boy been around, however knowing he was having a ball out with his friends i guess it was perfect.  A golden moment.

Bye 2016 lets see what 2017 has in store for us.