Phew, here we are another Monday almost over and boy did I need to get back to work for a rest.
Husband and number 1 son departed 7am Friday for a cricket tour encompassing Nottinghamshire and Derbyshire.
So faced with the prospect of a weekend of housework and keeping the remaining 4 offspring occupied, I decided we would have an adventure of our own. So Saturday we took ourselves North to see some friends and family. Even managed to fit in some retail therapy at one of those outlet villages. Now I know why husband chooses to remain in Norfolk - its to keep me a healthy distance away from such sources of temptation.
Late Sunday afternoon we travelled to the lovely Bakewell to meet up with the intrepid cricketers, who were, by now looking decidedly tired and emotional. Husband is a postie so needed to be at work at 5am so I drove him home, leaving my biggest boy to roll in at gone 2am....
So with all this travelling and a potty training 2 year old, I am shattered.
Daughter decided on Thursday that she'd had enough of nappies and that she was using her potty now. Consequently I find myself saying "do you want your pot" in my sleep, at work to unsuspecting temps and whilst walking down the street to complete strangers. Well, I am sure you will get my drift. Its hard not to become a little obsessed. Totally biased I may be but the daughter is an endearing little thing and when she leaps off her pot, so proud of doing a wee that she gives herself a round of applause, it does make you smile somewhat. I guess its a hazzard of having 4 adoring big brothers that she is used to unquestioning approvable....... Oh dear, I pity the fellow who, in years to come, decides to take her on..........................
Too tired to talk more. Talk soon....................
Monday, 10 September 2007
Sunday, 2 September 2007
MIXED FORTUNES
Am sitting here on a Sunday evening after another manic weekend devoted entirely to cricket.
Friday evening was Presentation Night - a few games for the kids, a few beers for the grown ups. All very convivial. Number 4 son got a player of the year award for his age group. Have to admit husband and I looked at each other in shear amazement. We know he's keen but in all honesty with work, other commitments and coaching the older lads, we haven't seen him play. Was chuffed to bits for him.
Saturday morning was more games for the kids, lunch was laid on by all the parents so copious amounts of eggy sandwiches had to be provided. The afternoon was a Presidents eleven against the home side. Wasn't the most competitive of games and when husband shouted "drinks" to me, I don't think the reply of "southern comfort" was the one he expected! Again a pleasant time was had by all.
The evening brought Race Night. Now horse racing leaves me cold, just don't get it. Perhaps it is further proof of my pleb background that the sport of kings just isn't my bag. However, having bet 50p on some random nag my competitive streak emerged with avengence. Lost every bloody race - even my 13 year old son was more successful. (Note to self, ensure all online gambling sites are blocked!)
So to Sunday morning and an under 9's soft ball competion between some local sides. Our first opportunity to witness number 4 son displaying his prowess..... Well the boy done good. Bowling is a bit dodgy (lollipops was the verdict of those in the know), fielding was definitely enthusiastic (lots of green stains to be "Ace'd") but it was the batting that really caught the eye. My little chunk really looks the part. Has that childish desire to hit every ball into the middle of next week, or rather the cow field next to the ground but hey, the bare bones are there. Was so proud.
Onto the afternoon when the side that number one son plays in were in the under 17's final. Now even with my maternal rose tinted glasses on I know that he's no Freddie Flintoff but, having had a "stroke" at the age of 18 months, to see him play any sport at any level is enough to reduce me to a sobbing wreck so today was fairly momentous. Of course, they lost...... As a team they played pretty well apart from one brainless oik who decided to run three of his team mates out and destroy any chance of chasing a total that, thanks to the batsmen higher up the order, was imminently achievable. Bitter me, no!!!! Did I forget to mention that number 1 son was one of the oik's victims. Cricket is a bloody silly game and I can never see it catching on!!
Friday evening was Presentation Night - a few games for the kids, a few beers for the grown ups. All very convivial. Number 4 son got a player of the year award for his age group. Have to admit husband and I looked at each other in shear amazement. We know he's keen but in all honesty with work, other commitments and coaching the older lads, we haven't seen him play. Was chuffed to bits for him.
Saturday morning was more games for the kids, lunch was laid on by all the parents so copious amounts of eggy sandwiches had to be provided. The afternoon was a Presidents eleven against the home side. Wasn't the most competitive of games and when husband shouted "drinks" to me, I don't think the reply of "southern comfort" was the one he expected! Again a pleasant time was had by all.
The evening brought Race Night. Now horse racing leaves me cold, just don't get it. Perhaps it is further proof of my pleb background that the sport of kings just isn't my bag. However, having bet 50p on some random nag my competitive streak emerged with avengence. Lost every bloody race - even my 13 year old son was more successful. (Note to self, ensure all online gambling sites are blocked!)
So to Sunday morning and an under 9's soft ball competion between some local sides. Our first opportunity to witness number 4 son displaying his prowess..... Well the boy done good. Bowling is a bit dodgy (lollipops was the verdict of those in the know), fielding was definitely enthusiastic (lots of green stains to be "Ace'd") but it was the batting that really caught the eye. My little chunk really looks the part. Has that childish desire to hit every ball into the middle of next week, or rather the cow field next to the ground but hey, the bare bones are there. Was so proud.
Onto the afternoon when the side that number one son plays in were in the under 17's final. Now even with my maternal rose tinted glasses on I know that he's no Freddie Flintoff but, having had a "stroke" at the age of 18 months, to see him play any sport at any level is enough to reduce me to a sobbing wreck so today was fairly momentous. Of course, they lost...... As a team they played pretty well apart from one brainless oik who decided to run three of his team mates out and destroy any chance of chasing a total that, thanks to the batsmen higher up the order, was imminently achievable. Bitter me, no!!!! Did I forget to mention that number 1 son was one of the oik's victims. Cricket is a bloody silly game and I can never see it catching on!!
Wednesday, 29 August 2007
PROMOTION!
Big sighs of relief in our household. Saturday brought promotion for the cricket team husband plays for. They certainly had to work for it after being bowled out frighteningly cheaply but stuck together and won convincingly. Perhaps I don't need to say add that this victory was well celebrated!
Sunday also brought more success to the cricket club with the under 17's winning through to the final of our county cup. Number 1 son plays for this side, so again, much celebrating.
Yesterday, back to work for a detox!
Friday, 24 August 2007
BANK HOLIDAY WEEKEND
Ok everyone, crucial weekend in our household - the cricket team husband plays for are praying for decent weather tomorrow so they can play their final game of the season and, hopefully, gain promotion. Its been pretty tense round here for the last couple of weeks on Saturdays......... You try telling husband and my boys that its "only a game"!!
Given that its a Bank Holiday Weekend, we are not particularly optimistic that the gods will smile on us and grant some sunshine but hey, you never know. That said, if it pours with rain and no cricket is played anywhere, they are guaranteed promotion......... Perhaps I should be doing a rain dance after all - would save what I am certain is going to be a highly stressful afternoon. Wish us luck!
Given that its a Bank Holiday Weekend, we are not particularly optimistic that the gods will smile on us and grant some sunshine but hey, you never know. That said, if it pours with rain and no cricket is played anywhere, they are guaranteed promotion......... Perhaps I should be doing a rain dance after all - would save what I am certain is going to be a highly stressful afternoon. Wish us luck!
Tuesday, 21 August 2007
I CAN DO TECHNOLOGY!
Yippee!!!! Have uploaded my first picture. Its of me and husband at a friend's wedding this Easter - yes that was when we had our summer and the weather was lovely.... Now I know what to do, I will add some of the five offspring who have inspired this blog. Watch this space!
Monday, 20 August 2007
ILLICIT POSTNG!!
Its no good, I can't resist temptation any more, I am typing this at WORK!! Have so far disciplined myself to rant from home but today has got the better of me.
It has rained all bloody day and my four sons are on the verge of commiting fratricide and I just don't know what to do with them! Generally when they are like that and I am around, I get them doing "jobs" and they moan about that rather than about each other. Tried that approach via the telephone - stern words over speakerphone but they resumed pummelling each other as soon as I had hung up.
Bloody, bloody hooligans...... Being an only child, I have no idea if this behaviour is "normal". Can anyone out there shed any light?????
It has rained all bloody day and my four sons are on the verge of commiting fratricide and I just don't know what to do with them! Generally when they are like that and I am around, I get them doing "jobs" and they moan about that rather than about each other. Tried that approach via the telephone - stern words over speakerphone but they resumed pummelling each other as soon as I had hung up.
Bloody, bloody hooligans...... Being an only child, I have no idea if this behaviour is "normal". Can anyone out there shed any light?????
Friday, 17 August 2007
What a difference a day makes................
Well husband decided to remove his head from the orifice in which it had been lodged, so peace reigns, well temporarily anyway.
Have a ridiculously manic weekend ahead......... Today is number 1 son's 17th birthday, so beware drivers in Norfolk. He is chomping at the bit to get behind a wheel. This evening husband and number 2 son will be at cricket coaching. Tomorrow morning number 4 son will be at cricket coaching and husband playing in the afternoon (promotion is looming - more on that as and when). Whilst husband is playing cricket, I will be at NCFC with work clients (that sounds sooooo dodgy but isn't I promise), which means I will be needing help with the youngest of the tribe. Sorry mum for whatever havoc she reeks.....
Saturday evening we have an engagement party to go to - a triumph of optimism over good sense if ever there was one. Plus, a friend's band is playing locally so would like to see them too at some point.
Sunday we are filming with the BBC................... More on that another time.
Monday, back to work for a rest!
What's everyone else up to?
Have a ridiculously manic weekend ahead......... Today is number 1 son's 17th birthday, so beware drivers in Norfolk. He is chomping at the bit to get behind a wheel. This evening husband and number 2 son will be at cricket coaching. Tomorrow morning number 4 son will be at cricket coaching and husband playing in the afternoon (promotion is looming - more on that as and when). Whilst husband is playing cricket, I will be at NCFC with work clients (that sounds sooooo dodgy but isn't I promise), which means I will be needing help with the youngest of the tribe. Sorry mum for whatever havoc she reeks.....
Saturday evening we have an engagement party to go to - a triumph of optimism over good sense if ever there was one. Plus, a friend's band is playing locally so would like to see them too at some point.
Sunday we are filming with the BBC................... More on that another time.
Monday, back to work for a rest!
What's everyone else up to?
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