Anyway, I do have a story to tell that might make you smile.
On Saturday night we had the family around, it would have been Nan and Pops wedding anniversary so a good reason to spend some time together. AA kindly made a 'dairy free' pudding and some sauce which was delicious and we had some left over.
Sunday night we had Jack and Steph over for supper, and as hubby is on a 'low fat' diet (doctors orders......) there wasn't a lot for dessert, but I said there was a small amount of pudding etc. (we did have ice-cream and cheese of which he couldn't have either, but he has been very good and we are all impressed with his fortitude). I directed Dan to the jug in the fridge with the sauce in which he duly heated up in the microwave, and it wasn't until he presented it onto the table that we realised that it was not the tasty butterscotch sauce but the pancake mixture that Becky had made earlier!! It had puffed up nicely into a dough ball, which Dan did try and eat....and wished he hadn't!!!
Sunday was a busy day with a cliff path walk, aerobics, and three sets of tennis, a very late lunch and then an attempt to clear/sort out the greenhouse, although we ran out of time and had to walk the dogs again before we lost the daylight.
School netball that I try and help with on Monday's has been repeatedly postponed because of the bad weather, although we did end up playing a match late afternoon when luckily the showers had stopped.
My D team (division 2) had a very close netball match on Tuesday, we started off well with a clear lead of 5 or 6 goals only to end up drawing at halftime, and even losing the third quarter. Fortunately we dug deep and ended up winning by 3 goals. A very tense game throughout!
I'm glad I had the day I've had today or this posting wouldn't have been quite as light-hearted as it has turned out to be, and whilst I try to make the posts as upbeat and as positive as I can, the last ten days or so I have been fighting my own demons.
It began with a pleasant albeit chilly walk along the cliff paths with SH and the dogs, followed by a Pilates class at the Merton. Quick turn around and then a trip to Hospice where SW met me and we saw TF . It's fair to say there were plenty of tears shed, plus a few laughs as well. Once again TF came up trumps and certainly knows how to make a girl feel better, and I think SW and I both left there feeling we were armed with more knowledge and better equipped to deal with the highs and lows of life.
I the met AB for a game of Racquet ball (Dan was dog walking....but as i found out later less of a walk more of a cliff/rock climb, with my puppy!!! At one point he had to 'pass her down' the rock face via her harness, little legs splayed out in fear! He told me she was fine on the way back and leapt up the banks following Jess...hmmmm. ) The racquet ball was great (except I got whitewashed), that's the trouble with playing against the wee Scots lady, she's very canny with her shots!!
Showered again and early for once at Macmillan for a yoga class, which I find is so good for the mind and body.
I'm pleased to be home tonight so I can update the blog, and go to bed early....too many hours awake last night worrying about the future, and more particularly the blood test next week, but I've flipped that coin and it's on 'heads up' so it's all good.
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