Silent Night and a mouse and an elephant...

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 It’s the end of term. I have been back at work for a whole term and managed whooo hoooooo! I am still only part time but didn’t think I would manage to last the course so am very happy and very very tired!) We had a Christmas concert pageant/festival thingy at school. Two performances as we can’t fit all the parents in the hall at once. Music teacher asked me if I would sing the alto part to Silent Night.. Yeah ok says Little My, not realising that he meant on my own and not with everyone else!!! Panic in the streets… earplugs sold out… glasses wrapped and packed away…Dogs locked indoors, babies swaddled and hidden… let’s just say I am not a natural singer. It takes me ages to learn and to keep in tune but I kind of like doing things to push me out of my comfort zone every so often. A friend did point out that this year, I had had my comfort zone expanded rather a lot already and perhaps I didn’t need to do the singing too.. Oh yeah, cancer. Forgot about that! Ha ha. Anyway, I was very nervous, butstood up and sang with the other 3 really good singers and did it. Yay! Today was not as good as yesterday but it was ok and my class made a big fuss and no one perforated their eardrums! What's that you say? Can't hear you....

 So, lots of cute little kids in lamb costumes and dressed as angels and all that stuff and my big hulks reciting Eliot’s The Magi Aww I was proud of them. I got the obligatory head tilts from the audience.. aww look at her singing... bless tilt tilt. wonder when the tilts stop? Oh and there is still one parent who won't look at me still! weird. I followed her to the car park just for fun he he. Couldn't get her to look at me though- she's good! i will get her though mwa ha haaa.

The parents of my class gave me a hamper of goodies… lots of choccies and crisps and bisucits and candles and jams and stuff. Yum.

The kids in my class gave me a little knitted stripy elephant that they had made. :)  

We also have this thing called advent friends (I think others call it secret santa?) where you get a pressie from someone. I got the cutest little felted mouse they had made for me- they know what a softie I am hahaaa. I’m going to try and take a picture of them so you can see at the bottom...  

After yesterday and my bag leaking spectacularly (all down my legs, underwear, trousers.. the works!  just as I was about to go and teach and then sing… (and thank god for dyson hand driers that dry clothes too I discovered!) No shitey disasters today though I had my first sprouts of the season at our Christmas lunch and oh dear… that’s going to be fun! Parp…

Me and Dave did a bit of careful waiting and watching as the table filled up for lunch.. so we got sat next to fun people for our Christmas lunch – someone called our end of the table  the naughty corner! Can’t imagine why…. snigger.

Don’t know if I have said in blogland about idiot colleagues. I think I have. 2 of them are unspeakable and have been creating a lot of mischief and stirring up nastiness etc recently. One of them made me cry yesterday after a meeting. I was so cross that he got to me, but at least I held out till he had gone away… I now call him Nobhead cos he is a nobhead.Actually I call him other things too but this is blogland so nobhead is as bad as it gets. You can guess the rest!  I avoided him and his nasty sidekick during the day  but you would have been proud of me at lunch… I went to get a coffee. There wasn’t much left and she (nasty sidekick idiot colleague) came up to get one and moaned that there wasn’t any left. I wanted to smack her in the face but I poured half of mine into a cup and gave it to her…! Here, have half of mine says LM smiling sweetly…

My mate M came up and said Oh you’ve only got half a cup… I told her I gave half of it to nasty colleague instead of smacking her in the mouth. M laughed and said that she had found most people preferred a coffee to a smack in the mouth... Well, you learn something new every day!

So, Little My is magnanimous in public and then she comes on here and tells you what she really wants to do to them mwa hahaaaa.  I also told my class off for being purile and going on about poo. I then come on here and make poo puns with Christmas carols on warped... If only they knew....!

As I was leaving for home one of the management ladies who normally does the kind reasonable positive' let’s all be friends and everyone is lovely really' thing came over and gave me a hug and said Have a good break and don’t let the bastards grind you down! Cos they are bastards. We’re behind you and we’ll lance this boil when we get back!

So, I am  upbeat and happy again. I am so touched that my class of hulking great big 16 year old ‘cool’ kids knitted me a toy elephant:) and Max is coming home on Wednesday :)  for at least a week. P has bought me loads of pressies to make up for all the years of crap pressies and Christmases he says :)(cancer perks)

Now, just got that bit of my ‘other world to do’

Got to see GC on the 23rd  for my check up. I had a bit of a swollen lymph gland in my groin that makes me a tad nervous at night when those things bother you, the rest of the time, I am sure all is ok and its nothing…  I only want good news from GC (or FC) cos it’s the day before my Swedish Christmas so that would be too crap for words if it wasn’t good news the day before Christmas so it’s not going to happen cos I say so. There. And then it’s off to talk bum ballooning on the 28th with the surgeon and continence specialist har har. That’ll be fun... not.

 So by the new year I am hoping that I should know whether operations are doable and likely and when and whether my Sunday best bum will behave itself again or not and what needs to be done to make it behave...

In-between sleep wonderful sleep mmm cos I am so so knackered and me and P and Max snuggled up together with a tree and our cats and snuggly Christmas loveliness. :) I am not a sociable party goer at Christmas.. it is lock the door, light the fire, and snuggle in front of the tree and sod it if you don’t get dressed  pyjamas rule!

Got to get a tree and presents and send cards and all that stuff cos working has made me too spoonless to do it before now. eeek!

2011 was shite really so here’s to the back of it. Though on the positive side, I made some of the best and most supportive friends this year :)  You lot! So thank you and love you xxx

Mulled wine at the bar tonight and cheesy Christmas songs on the juke box. Pull up a chair and sit round the crackling log fire… Cheers me dears!

Little My xxx

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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Well done, LM, I'm proud of you singing solo, I'm sure it was great, and if a class of 16 year olds enjoyed it, then it must have been brilliant! I'm sure there are many of us here who would rather have our comfort zone expanded by having to sing solo rather than by having cancer!

    It's sod's law, if you take a change of clothes in case then you don't need them! Better that than running a chinese laundry in the school lavs. We did all sorts of other things in the school lavs, but that's another story.

    Lovely pressies, treasured all the more because of where they are from, and exciting pressies to come from P. as well, hope it's not one of those multicoloured dyson thingies!

    Yohay for having management on your side and let's hope the boil will be well and truly lanced. If your lady from management needs help, I can lend her some multi spiked tools that I seem to be carrying. And if that fails I'll send in the wolves, both of them.

    I'm sure it's not much help to know that you're not alone when the time to see GC comes near. WE all get aches and pains and lumps and worry about them in case this fucking disease is coming back, or something else is happening to slow our path back to normality. I see the oncologist on the 30th, enough said. All I can do is send a bestest welsh cwtch and perhaps we can comfort each other. I have no reason to worry and I know in my heart that the oncologist is right and the cancer is gone, but I wish my heart would tell my brain. (Some friends would point out to me that perhaps my heart is having difficulty finding my brain.)

    How I envy you your pj Christmas, it sounds ideal. I have to get up and dress to go to daughter's for lunch on Christmas day. Then I have to sober up to return home at night. Don't get me wrong, I am looking forward to seeing my daughter, who only lives 12 miles away, but we are both busy and our freetimes don't often overlap.

    I agree about the shite year, the only good thing about it was discovering warpland. The citizens here have often raised my spirits when I've been low.

    Good luck on the 23rd, everything is crossed for you. Lightening can't strike in the same place twice. It was on the 23rd last year that I was told I had cancer; what a long journey it has seemed!

    Enjoy the break, recharge your batteries, (you can tell what industry I worked in) and polish your spoons, and forget all about nobhead and his accomplice.

    More welsh cwtches, stor kram and whatever else takes your fancy,

    Odin xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

    PS. Well there's got to be a PS hasn't there? But I can't think of one except Best hugs. C. xxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Odin, you sent me to bed with a smile on my face! Thank you! You are a wonderful person.. you always say proper dadsy stuff to me... Your daughter is lucky to have such a lovely dad..

     I suggest you go to your daughters in your pjs ha haaa. Go on... dare you! And thanks for the offer of wolves and spikey things.... you are well armed aren't you?

    Nobhead who? ha haaa.

    Viking cwtches and stor kram to you and I will be crossing all appendages for you on the 30th... shame we didn't have the same day... the waiting room might have had a bit more laughter than normal eh?

    Off to sleep now mmmm zzzzzzzzzz

    xxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I put Deri to bed and fell asleep with her ! Woke up, made cuppa, and thought I'd best check everyone's doing ok......

    Wow LM, you did GOOD!!! And I am around either in person or in spirit depending here you have appointments if you need a hand to hold or to meet afterwards. And I haven't got any spiky things but I have some Welsh Wytchy things and they will get nobhead in other ways so together with Odin's tactics, nobhead is well and truly f****d :D

    Your PJ-locked doors-cuddly xmas sounds PERFECT!

    Enjoy your sleep, catch up tomorrow ((((((LM)))))) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

  • LM  what a lovely wonderful Dad you have in Odin 

    Good Luck to Odin on the 30th  and to you too on 23rd.

    I have made my feelings very clear on nobhead in Warped so wont give him any further recognition here he does not deserve it.

    You did us all proud at your concert despite Baggy playing up Dysons in the loo in my day for a long time we had outside loo's which froze up in the winter it was very cold sneaking in there for a crafty cigarette 

    Your 16 year olds must love you to take time and effort to make you such a unique and lovely gift all the more special cause it was made by them and not shop bought love the picture by the way.

    Big Hugs and make the most of your time off

    Love 

    Cruton

    xxxxxxxxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    LM an extremely belated response, I'm getting worse in my dotage (nearly put adage, so you can see how my brain's softening ...) but am SO pleased you have finished term in such style & with such tremendous suport from kids & colleagues. (Excepting nobhead & his sidekick of course, but they will get their come-uppance - and I loved the have-half-of-mine coffee epsode, it was a masterstroke!).

    Anyway dinner is served - well, late tea but who's counting... so I'll sign off for now. Peace, blessings, no more tilts...

     Hove & lugs,

    Annie xxx