Sunday 27 February 2011

I try

The indestructible daisy plant has it's first daisy.
The plum tree has buds
The glass balls from Akko glisten in the sun in the morning.
I just posted this blog on the web site for students of my City and Guilds Knitting Course instead of here. I really stun myself with my stupidity at times. So if Friends can be repeated and repeated and repeated I can re blog here.
People Spring has sprung!
How does the 51 year old Jewish mother celebrate this.
1. This morning on my breakfast tray could be found my lovely pink teapot Jane bought me even though it is usually saved for Shabbat. On the tray could also be found my latest charity shop find a pink milk jug.
2. Windows (note the plural) are open
3. I jogged on the spot for 30 minutes with the Wii-my glasses steamed up and I felt totally athletic-I have low standards
4. I dusted down these pieces of plastic and metal remembered they are called clothes pegs and actually hung washing on the line for the first time since last September
5. I have naked sock free feet

Sunday 13 February 2011

Weight

Dearest readers I am fat. Yep rolls of it. God it feels liberating to write the word fat. But I am on medication for high blood pressure and know it is not good. So I go on my Wii for half an hour 5 days a week and I make sure I also walk or do a second half hour exercise session for half an hour as well.
We do not buy junk food and are careful what we eat.
Sadly the medication lists on the wordy sheet that comes in the packet in remarkably small letters that weight gain is a side effect.
None the less when I got on the scales this morning and I was 2 pounds heavier that yesterday I felt terrible and suddenly wanted hot chocolate and a monster sized danish. Hell I don't even like hot chocolate. Readers I was not in a good place.
Then I thought I am not perfect-I am trying, I ran after a UPS delivery truck and caught up with him AND was not gasping for breath. I am not perfect. No one is but danish pastries and hot chocolate will not help and if I feel like crying I will. I didn't cry.I got loads done. Right now life is good even if I am fat.

Sunday 6 February 2011

I am still a mother

It would be completely fair to say that if my son rang 2 days in a row I would know that something was seriously wrong. If my daughter did not ring 2 days in a row I would know something was seriously wrong.
Well I am still mobile phone less. I do reccomend a mobile holiday, it really has unforeseen advantages. I find myself with more time and the space to simply do what I am doing.
Like visiting the wonderfully weird Wicken Fen National Trust Nature Reserve in Cambridgeshire. A strange and haunting wet flat windy landscape loved by Darwin and the home to plant and animal species found nowhere else in this overcrowded land of ours. The husband had been before when I was away and had loved it. I really wanted to go inspired by a wonderful series of plays on Radio 4. As I wrote that I felt hideously middle aged and middle class but any way ....
We had a wonderful peaceful walk, driving home all was well in the world. Clive's phone rang, it was our daughter in Israel worried that we were not answering the phone and that something terrible might have happened to us.
As I say I may base my recreational choices on Radio 4 and feel choosing the teapot to use at breakfast is an important decision but I am still needed to mother across the seas on a daily basis.