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Sunday, March 8, 2009

Lovely night

Last night we, as usual, had friends round to play. R and I both enjoy Dungeons and Dragons, and in fact, that's where we got to know each other 4 years ago. At the moment we're playing Earthdawn. It's good in many ways, but lots of it's goodness is that they have only known us as us. None of them have known He-Ex and me, nor She-Ex and R, as couples, just R and I as the smiley people we are. That's good, because it means there are no comparisons, no need to drag up the past, no need for any of it, just an acceptance of us, of the fact that we do have a past, of the fact that it doesn't matter how crucial a game it is, if BG calls the world can wait, and that the AC loves R with reasons, as opposed to genetics, as one of them put it one day.

So anyway, we're sat playing last night, and I'm sewing. 3 years ago (amazing that it's that long!) I made R a dicebag to go to the Championships with. It's very basic, felt square, black one side, white the other, drawstring top. Very him. But he thought he would like a new one for this years Champs, so I dug through the material stash, and found some material he liked and started cutting and sewing. It was basically a long rectangle of material that looped around the bottom and folded over the top, and two curved end pieces which fitted in. I finished it last night, and it made a great bag. In a girly, clutch bag kind of way. Hmmm.

And then it ended up on H's head. After it had been a hat for various people, H asked if he could have it for a hat, so I said absolutely and he took it home with him. There's no way R could have taken it to the Champs. He would have, because he loves me and I made it for him, but no, lol!










So it's back to the drawing board for me with that one! Thankfully, it's no effort to sew something like that, although I'm not a good seamstress. It was very satisfying though, which is why I made a small thing with one of the inserts that I was going to put into the bag to separate the different kinds of dice. I quite like it, but I think it will be appropriated by the child for putting small things in. And that's very good.





































In other news, there is nothing exciting! We've had 2 pictures of the BG, one of her face and one of the back of her head looking at flamingoes.

And now the AC is up so I'm getting off of here to go and play. He's a bit coldy this morning, but he should be fine for church. Next week I start doing the notices for church, which is going to be more work, but also giving something back to an institution which has given me so much.

Laters lovely people!

Friday, March 6, 2009

This is better!

It's only 5.30am! YAY! I slept an extra hour!

LOL!

Last night I didn't blog because I was asleep, basically. R knew I'd been up since stupid o'clock, so let me get on with it on the grounds that I needed to. He checked me a couple of times - I love that feeling of knowing through your sleep that someone is checking on you and tucking you in - but I was not going to bed because we were waiting for a phonecall from BG again. And YAY! we actually got one! She was distracted by icecream, lol, but that's ok. One day, and it's coming, she'll be able to be more independent, and then we won't have to have anything to do with the She-Ex. That will be a shame, because things could have been a lot different, but they are the way she wanted them, so *shrug*! It doesn't affect my life like it used to. We'd even gone to bed, taking the phone as R wanted to get me asleep as soon as possible, and knew I'd wait up to be supportive, just in case. It was good though, because we were snuggled up together listening to the BG answer the questions about her week, like I said, she'd been given icecream, so she wasn't hugely interested in talking lol! But her favourite apparently is mint choc-chip. YAY! That's my girl!

Yesterdays World Book Day was hilarious in school. AC was young Obi-Wan Kenobi, and I was one of the Small Soldiers. Well, kind of. Actually, I was every soldier who had ever lived in a book, according to one of my darlings. I wore R's greens uniform to work. In the morning, AC got dressed easily, no problems. I dot dressed easily, and then R spent 15 minutes helping me tuck things in and fold things up, and bungee things, until the uniform fitted.


We took photos on the way to school so that the BG can see them this weekend. The AC then took more pictures of me at school, pretending to be a director on a model set and going "Fashion mummy, give me high fashion - this is catalogue!" I know. Too much exposure to Top Model at an early age. *sigh* lol!

It was all good fun though, and their work in Literacy was about their favourite character, which could be the one they dressed up as or could be another one that they really like.

(I chose Gwen from Ben10. I would love to dress up as her but, even though I'm losing the extra weight I need to fairly easily, I'm not ready for purple lycra just yet!)

We had all the children into the hall at 12noon for a parade, lots of pictures were taken (can't put them here for obvious reasons!) and the children looked adorable.

AC came home covered in red facepaint blobs - his hair, his face, his neck, his clothes. Apparently one of his best friends at school had come dressed as Darth Maul, so, as young Obi Wan, his mission all day had been to wrestle, fight and lightsaber the lad. And to be fair, Darth Maul's mission all day had been to defeat the forces of good, so everyone was happy. Except his teacher, who made them put the lightsabers on her desk in work time or else nothing would get done she said! R and I have to make an appointment to see her for the AC's parents evening. She said it doesn't matter when though, he's doing really well, making excellent progress with his reading, the intervention group has sorted out his writing, although I need to put some time in on his formation of letters as he's picked up some bad habits that need ammending at this stage rather than when he's older.

I made sure his father had a couple of photos of him from yesterday, and typed an email that the AC dictated to me. It was 5 minutes out of my life and whilst his father is one of the most irritating creatures known to man, he is still the AC's father and deserves to have photos and things of special events - even though he'll pick the AC up from school tonight.

All in all it was a really good day!