A bright note and a gloomy note

  On a bright note, with A2 exams nearly over and work study beginning, it means that it is nearly the summer holidays.

  

June 1st was a lovely evening and the first hot air balloons flew over head. I always think that summer is really here when the balloons come.

  

The weather has been just so lovely and warm. Sun lotion is left out on the counter now because the whole family seem to be needing to use it with the sunny days. 

  

The dogs are less interested in walks through the fields where the wheat makes for hot walking, and are more interested in swimming in the river and the pond.

The puppy,who is now a full year old, is swimming and retrieving balls from the pond and she thinks this is just the most fun any dog could have.

  

sandals and sundresses are my basic wardrobe now.

  The elder is flowering and I've made the first batch of cordial, yummy.

 On a totally gloomy note, I am a bit mentally exhausted at the moment. My life seems to be revolving around my check book and as I have two, a UK bank check book and a USA bank check book, my head is spinning more. I have managed this morning to have already voided two checks because I wrote pounds on one and dollars on the other when it should have been the other way around. 

All's I seem to do lately is give people money. Parties, clubs, garden projects, charities, schools, cleaning crew, family, children, insurance companies.


  I really feel that I am not getting anything back at the moment either except a head ache. My son found me standing in the kitchen last night after I had just read and responded to some emails, all about money, and I was just done, brain dead. He had to shut the laptop and take it away from me. I think he thought I might do something rash like chuck it in the river or something. 


 Two glasses of very chilled white wine and I just about felt clear headed enough to go to bed.


Still feeling out of sorts this morning but two hours of mindless gardening has helped to see a light at the end of the tunnel. And just for fun, all check writing this week will be done in red pen.

The Exam Take over...

   I have been ousted this past week by my chick who has been using every spare space in the house for her studying. The dining table was littered with papers, her bedroom, a bomb site and somewhere in it was the poor lonely laptop with it's juice run dry, Spanish revision left floating in the History page, and then there was the hub of the house; the landing. Art took over here and we were banned not only from using the Apple but from touching anything in the immediate vicinity while she was not in the chair. 

  So after 24 hours of recharging the laptop to its wonderful self, I am able to rant about Mocks. She is only doing her Mocks and the house is in a complete shambles and I don't dare disturb anything or I might unbalance the Universe or something.

So I am trying to spend as much time outside as I can to up my vitamin D and to get our garden back into some sort of order. My chickens now love me because I have not only overhauled their house and run but re-fenced an area for them to free range a bit more. Budlias and anything woody has been butchered and the log piles have all been straightened. Best of all, I lugged the damn Christmas tree off the driveway,across the bridge and over to the bonfire. Yes, me, not him. It was not easy as it was 14 feet and really heavy still! He would have left it until next Christmas if he could have. I was just plain sick of stepping around it and nagging him about it. I wonder how long the light above the front door will have to stay out before he changes that? I can't reach it even with a ladder.

  So I think I will go out into the garden again and see what else I can butcher. If I can't clean inside, I might as well clean out. I love early Spring.

Tis the Season

Tis the season to be... too old to stay up till the wee hours partying. Sleep is power to me and I need it! Though I love a good party especially when we throw it.

So, I can get a bit glum pre Christmas and all the shopping in the world doesn't seem to bring me out of it. So pretty much I have finished all the present shopping and still feel unsatisfied. Not that the chicks won't love what they get. They will if they know what's good for them. But I feel like something is missing.

My ipod only plays Christmas carols this time of year and the house has the lights adorning the front door. The candles have gone from cream to red in all the holders on the table and still the spirit hasn't hit me yet.

Pre exam-mocks time. yuck. I am one of those hens that really feels for her chicks when they are under pressure. I do more then half the worring for them. Another reason I need my sleep! I personally work well under pressure but don't like my chicks to have to. Boys especially seem to be incredibly passe about these things. Lucky to have such a care free life. I did have a lovely conversation with the Boy recently though and he seemed to think that it was okay for me to worry and care about him. He said he actually didn't mind if I took an interest in his teenage life. What a sport! I feel lucky. Though I do wish I could get into the Christmas Spirit.