My Night Out!

After trying on about 4 different outfits, I finally found something to wear. I managed to squeeze into a pair of old black trousers and found a black top in the back of my wardrobe that I wore on my first date with Alan (I've GOT to go on a shopping spree soon...we have now been married over 4 years!) As luck would have it, I was completely overdressed as the other girls were in their jeans. Well, at least I made an effort, and I don't get out much!

I spent a fantastic evening with two girls I have been working closely with for 4 years. We went for a meal in a lovely restaurant and spent a few hours catching up on each other's news, gossiping about school/colleagues (in a nice way, of course) and generally having a good laugh! As I said, I have worked with Nicola and Debra for 4 years, but we know and treat each other like old friends. We know we can say anything, insult each other, divulge top-secrets, and it will kept between the 3 of us. You don't often find friendships like that, and I am really going to miss them! Top girls!!!

This afternoon, I was invited to a tea party with the children I had been working with at school before I went on maternity leave. I had been working as a Special Needs teacher in the booster base for a year and a half. I don't really think the children understood what was going on as, despite one of the other teachers explaining the reason we were having a party (as in, I was moving away), one little boy asked "When are you coming back to work with us!" Then, another boy got upset because I was leaving. He went back to his classroom to draw me a picture and, on the back, he had written; "See you when you come back!" Er no, I'm not coming back! That's the point!

We spent the rest of the day packing. Our house is even more chaotic than it was this time last week! You daren't lay anything down, otherwise it gets packed.

In fact, I haven't seen Samuel for a while................

What to Wear?!

The farewell parties have begun...very sad!! I cna't believe how quickly the time is going.

I am going out for a meal in precisely 3 hours and 5 minutes.

I have just realised I have nothing to wear.

My pre-pregnancy clothes (other than my slouchy combat trousers and baggy t-shirts) are either a wee bit on the tight side, or have been put into the I-can't-wear-that-after-having-a-baby pile.

I can't just 'pop into town', we don't have a clothing section at our brand new Tesco (whoopee!) and Dawn doesn't live just round the corner (your dress is washed, ironed and ready for departure...thanks!)

What's a girl to do?

On the plus side, I have just had my hair cut...so perhaps no one will notice when I go out in my track suit bottoms!!!

Competitive parents

Why do some parents insist on competing over who has the most intelligent/good-looking/ talented/funniest/sweet natured child?

And it starts so young!

I was asked today if my son had started crawling yet! He's 6 months old!! Apparantly, her bundle of joy was walking at 8 months.

Does that make me and my son inferior to her and her offspring?

Another Mum proudly announced that she started weaning her child at 6 weeks, and why hadn't I started sooner?

Why can't people just enjoy their babies and stop trying to make them grow up so fast? Don't children grow up too quickly anyway?

Where is my....?

Ok, so most of upstairs is packed into boxes, ready for our move.

The loft is empty, the guest beds have been dismantled, all my teaching stuff is packed away, the walking/camping gear has gone. Everything has been itemised, boxes are numbered, etc, etc.

So, why, when you realise you have packed something you need, you can't find it, and the box marked 'Nic's teaching resources' actually contains fiction books?

Anyway, we are now surrounded by several open, half empty boxes and the vital item is nowhere to be found!

On reflection, do I really need it after all?

Oh my goodness...I'm a blogger!!!

Well, I have finally succumbed!!

Every morning, I check everyone else's blog, and have a moan when they haven't been updated, so I thought I would have a go as well.

Prepare to be bored................