The last couple of weeks have been interesting, my cyst is Very much smaller and I can see the packets of antibiotics have nearly emptied, so the queasy tummy syndrome will let up soon. I’m feeling much better, so yesterday I took son no.2 to Coventry to kit him out for the start of his A levels. Did I say the start, well Friday to be precise, do you hear a huge sigh of relief from Mandycharlie that she didn’t actually commit infanticide during the last 3 months, you do. Although I have no idea how one would actually succeed in that act against an extremely sturdy, well over 6ft (I must measure that boy) who is so sturdy that his feet are now UK size 11 and are very, very wide. (where am I going to shop for shoes if he keeps growing!) I was thinking aloud (which is not unusual) at Tuesday night knitters and wondered whether adolescence was like child birth, you forget, Anna said she’d ask her mum 🙂 I must apologise to my younger without teenage children in the household readers, for the last few lines, but its been tough.
So, back to yesterday, son no.2 and I headed off to Coventry, we had a lovely time, he didn’t growl at me once, which is, a remarkable improvement. We had noodles at the noodle bar, emptied WH Smiths of writing paper, graph paper, squared paper, files, pens, pencils, a maths equipment set, etc etc. Then we trundled towards Waterstones, son no.2 found three books he wished to read and I found a new cook book. I also happened to wander (rather quickly should son no.2 realise where we were heading) into Debenhams and splurged on a proper grown up handbag, eeek! In my defence M’lud, I was not drawn in by the rather attractive Scotty dog attached to it, the truth, as I see it anyway, it was brown and it was long and I could loop it over me And, I’d been looking for a brown leather shoulder bag for the last 6 months since my last bag of a similar description had died on me.
We headed home, content.
Then and this really is the best bit… son no.1 took son no.2 to the flicks to see The Dark Knight, hubby was working late and I had Two Whole Hours in the Evening of just me, the dogs and the cat. It was Bliss. It was rather like at the end of a gym class and the instructor says… “and just Relax”
I knit and I flicked channels and I read my new cook book, What to Eat Now by Valentine Warner which is about Autumn/Winter dishes and inspired by this new cookbook I made a fish soup/stew with my own home grown potatoes, onions and tomatoes and some cod that was going to be pan fried and served with mash, hubby came home and was greatly pleased by this new dish presented before him and we ate, gently, in peace.