Tuesday, August 14, 2007

When the kids were young they used to get excited about going on holiday, although once they got to be teenagers this stopped. This is part of puberty, teenagers are physically unable to smile or show enthusiasm; if they do their face erupts in a mass of spots. You see, I bet you thought that acne was all to do with hormones.

Anyway the kids had no concept of time so ‘we’re going on holiday in three weeks’ could have meant the next day or the next month. Being a good mummy I obviously found a way around this with a chart that they could but sticky labels on.



I’ll be honest here, the kids loved the idea of the chat for about a week then they lost interest. After that it was me that placed a sticker religiously in the box ever day.

Hence……






I got bored at work on Friday and made myself a chart, unfortunately although I’ve looked every where at work I couldn’t find any stickers so I’ve had to settle for a highlighter pen instead. It’s my inner child you know.

My dad goes away for a week to Devon on Friday so I’ve booked that off work too. Himself has also booked a long weekend, Friday to Tuesday and youngest is at work. The house to ourselves – yippee!


We thought we'd try and get out for a couple of days, there is no need to rush back as youngest can feed the animals. So if the weather isn't too bad we'll make the most of the bit of freedom. I've worked out that in the next three weeks, what with the bank holiday, I'm only at work for a total of 5 days, so hopefully I won't have to spend the first few days of my holiday in the sun trying to wind down.


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I was rather pleased with this photo, I’ve taken a fair few photo’s of bees but you can’t ask a bee to pose or ‘just stand still over there’. There is an element of luck when it comes to photographing nature – this time I feel I got lucky

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I wish you a couple of nice days but not so calm as you desire now because that's BORING I can tell you.

I'm of work too and thought about going to the house of my co-worker who's herself in holidays away. But then it occured to me - she's living in a small town in the Blakforrest - I'd be totally on my own, because my friends are all maried and with their husbands on vacation. So I’d have to provide my own entertainement the whole time. That might be nice for two days but afterwards without some animation I'd be bored out of my mind. I’m a manic reader but any thing could be done to much. I looked some activities up which the tourism-office provides and exactly in this week are only one hike and a movie. So I decided to stay at home and to paint our flat and enslave my children to do it.
You see I’m a bit whiny today but I had to tell someone about my misery. sniff

sommer

pooks said...

You whine away Sommer. I'm sorry for your misery and I can understand why. Even making your children miserable by making them paint the place doesn't make up for the ruining of holiday plans. Hopefully something more exciting will come your way soon.
Pooksx

Sue said...

Sommer I really, really, want to try this boredom thing.

And we're all for a bit of child labour around here, in fact if you could just tell us how you manage to achieve it, you can whine to your hearts content and we won't complain.

My youngest now thinks that has he works everything else should be done for him. He about to learn that he has the knowledge and intelligence to make his own sodding sandwiches.