Debs Daily Deliberations 105

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Morning all, What a slacker I am, two days running posting my blog the following morning rather than on the day - oh well....whatcha gonna do about it huh????????????? Ollie slept in till 6.40am, pretty good I got up and made bacon or sausage baguettes for all the family that were here - Jack was off camping in the woods again. Now my middle son quit karate last week, sad moment for all - but today was the last day of karate summer school and my husband was going there to help with the grading and asked Sean if he wanted to go along.....Sean agreed and put his gi on too!!!! Tony came and got me at 10.30am to take some photos for the club, I have the best camera there and a bit of a flair for photography apparently! I could see by Sean's face he wasn't too impressed, apparently Sensei in his infinite wisdom had stuck Sean with 4 & 5yo's going for red belt, when he really wanted to get his gloves on and push the kids going for brown belt. Anyway, certificate, belts and trophies handed out.....photos taken and it was BBQ time. It went very well and apart from 5mins of spit spot rain, the sun shined and everyone had fun. I found that at 2pm I had been stood on my feet for hours and felt really tired - I am NOT liking this, I am only 42 and pretty much at the beginning of my fight. Next visit to the oncologist and a serious chat about "getting fit" is going to be had. I've always hated exercise I admit it and I love food too much, so not been a stick insect since I was 21, however.....never been really out of shape either. Went to School Uniform Shop after and got Lara her school kilt - which she moaned was too long compared to all her friends - I tell her that her waist band is loose enough for her to "roll it over", something I seem to remember even way back in the early 80's was going on - only after we had left the house for school though ;) also got her Netball Skirt, already have her blouses and Blazer. Better check the uniform list again to make sure that I haven't forgotten anything. Spent 2 or 3 hours sitting in the garden, drinking gingerbeer whilst hubby had a "real one" watching our dogs play. It was a simple pleasure......before we knew it, time for Tony's karate club and I went with him as a show of moral support. Its only been running since May and they have 10 young students, all enthusiastic. Sheila, wife of Tony's club partner Paul usually comes along too and we sit and have a good natter - bitch, moan,laugh etc for the hour. Back home and a light supper and I don't know why but I felt really grumpy, I know I was tired and my left hand was really sore from the blood test on Wednesday but I could feel myself getting into more and more of a bad mood. I went into the kitchen to take my tablets - 2 hours late as usual - and I struggled to open the steroids because of my stupid sore and slightly shaky left hand........yep the tablets went everywhere!!!!!!!! I yelled for Tony to come grab Ollie as I didn't want the pup on steroids.......he tried to help me but of course I snapped at him to just get the dog out and I could do it. The moment I was alone, the tears flowed as I cursed my stupid clumsy self whilst crawling round the floor searching for tiny little white pills. I decided an early night with my book was in order, went to bed read one page and just felt too tired.......so called it a night at 10pm. Just as well, Ollie woke at 1am for a "comfort stop".........let him out in the garden and knew he would not go back in his crate, so grabbed my pillow and spent the night on the sofa with him. He woke me again at 6.40am to go out and I thought he might stay awake........nope as I type this, he is curled up asleep on the sofa, on MY cushions!!!!!!!! Today I will be phoning for my blood test results - UP PLATELETS, UP UP AND AWAYYYYYYYYYYYY Thought for today: Whatever begins, also ends. Seneca
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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I actually prefer your morning deliberations... sitting here in the office at 8:25, with a bacon buttie (v rare event) and catching up with you and Andrew and the other morning bloggers.. I'm sure there are better ways to start the working day, but I can't think of one.

    Wishing your platelets up and hoping the grumps have gone away.

    Marsha xx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Just thought I'd let you know that I love your blogs although I am some 96 blogs behind you!

    Here's to a good platelet count!

    big hugs

    A xx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Even I am up early - fingers crossed for good results Debs!

    Love

    J x

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Goos luck with the platelets, I don't mind when you blog its alwasy good to read.  Oh and never mind the 80's for rolling the waistband of your skirt over it was going on in the 70's as well.  I can clearly remember the box pleat grey skirt bought with "room to grow" - yes it was down past my knees and we used to roll them over at the waist.  My mum didn't mind, but the teachers did - we used to have nail varnish and skirt inspection.  So funny, as soon as we were out of sight we rolled them over again.

    Carol xx

  • Rolling over skirt waistband was going on in late 60's early 70's.  One girl used to wear her skirt like a belt (not approved of in a Catholic school which was run by nuns lol).   Good luck with platelet count Debs x x