A Tale of Three Things
Tuesday, 11 March 2014
Working out book day and Thing 1 aspires to be a Womble
Wednesday, 5 March 2014
Yes! I've mastered pancake making!
Thursday, 27 February 2014
The Things and Thing mum are back on the blog
Hello all, long time no blog. Well, I'm easing myself back into it, calmly and at my own pace (or as calmly as I can with three crazy Things!).
2013 was a difficult year;
I parted friendship with the one person I had counted on as my best friend for a number of years, after she began emulating what felt like everything I did; although I know it wasn't, it did feel that way.
It began with her posting photos on her Facebook of items she made on her sewing machine; having her copy my designs and begin sewing items that were practical carbon copies of those I make, from my own patterns, was just the tip of the iceberg.
It now materialises that she had lied about being in hospital and lapped up my sympathies and concern when she really wasnt, lied she was ill when she was really undergoing cosmetic surgery and then the final straw, began calling her children by my children's monikers; Thing 1, Thing 2 and Thing 3, before announcing that it got her attention so she would carry on, even when, I tried to reasonably ask her not to. I thought she was my friend and I would have done anything for her, now I know she was just after the take and when I again pulled her up on something, the stream of text message abuse I received put the final nail in the coffin of that friendship.
She ignores the Things if she sees them and they give her a smile, or a small child 'hello', her husband is just the same. I find it sad and will not ignore her children nor ask the Things to ignore them, or her for that matter; they were a big part of the Things' lives for almost half a decade; I can't (and wouldn't wish to) change that fact.
For those who don't know, my husband also has severe health issues which have been ongoing since late 2011, and this can prove to be a challenge to family life some days.
We've lost our home and moved twice in the last thirteen months.
But I think after all, we will be much closer for it.
In all honesty I'm scared to let myself be too open to anyone after the way that so called best friend turned out, for now; it feels lonely some days, but nothing that can't be remedied by a Thing-snuggle.
I'm trying hard to rebuild my business, keeping busy and being there for anyone who needs me to be, I'm keeping the Things happy and trying to make the most of spending time as a family when my husband is having a good day. Two friends, who are such good people have recently been diagnosed with life altering health conditions and I want to be there if they need me to be, even as just a listening ear, if that's what they need.
On a positive note, I have met (and some only through the magic of social media) some absolutely beautiful souls in the last year, and I know that when I'm ready to let barriers down I will realise I've met more; that I didn't realise how lucky I was to have them in my life.
For now though, I'm going to blog again, on my terms and for me. I want to do this and I need to, to keep myself strong for the rest of my family.
Sorry for waffling... but that's me laid as bare as I'm going to get anytime soon.
I will be back soon with cheerier posts, letting you into the world of the Things, thank you for baring with me and much love to you all.
The Things Mum xxx
Friday, 30 August 2013
Theatre Week - Year 4
It's that time of year again, Theatre Week. A fabulous, bargainous week-long event put on by our local childrens' centre; providing workshops suitable for ages 3 - 14.
Day 1 is mixed workshop- we firstly despatched Thing 3 into the creche and embarked on a circus skills workshop. It was an interesting first half - I learnt that Thing 2 can use 'wheelie Walkers' like she was born on them....Thing1 has what borders on an unhealthy obsession withh hula-hoops (The item, not the snack!) And I cannot; spin plates, use stilts, juggle scarves - seemingly the only feasible scenario if I ran away to the circus - The circs running away from me!
After the break, circus skills was a giant game of volleyball. Where adults showed their ugly competitive side, and ball was hit from adult to adult, and when " acidentally" hit from adult to child level,the ball was accosted by the same four older and taller, boisterous and unsupervised children. A few of the younger children began to despair at ever getting to touch the volleyball and so gave in; either clinging to their parents legs or sitting out.
It was with relief that we passed through lunch without incident (but witha repatrioted Thing 3)!
After lunch we had 'mini monsters' and we were free to construct monster puppets on a small scale - myself and Things 1&2 enjoyedsuch a pursuit, and were merrily covered in Sharpie marker by the end of the day....
Day 2 began with 'story magic'. We began by learning a traditional old English dance and Thing 2 found such a chore of this activity that she actually staged a solitary-Thing demonstration to get taken to creche.
I had a enjoyable and rare couple of hours with just Thing 1; we made a map, watched a very well acted Jack and the Beanstalk production,and then danced the doe-de-doe......
After another remarkably uneventful lunch, we had Zumba. Thing 2 again requested (nee.demanded) creche and so myself and Thing1 attempted to fling ourselves around a school gym, pretending to ride a horse, speak on a phone, go all street or get Gangnam styling (soooo grateful I actually know this song now!) - 8 words; people- actually-pay-to-do-this-for-fun ????
Day 3; workshop style! (See what i did there?!)
This year we embarked on the 'Monster Puppets' workshop- led by an artistically open and encouragitative pair.
We made a giant pupprt - he is furry.
Things 1 &2 made mini monsters and cut my sellotape....
In the show on friday, Thing 3 came on stage with the rest of the creche-dwellers. They sang TwinkleTwinkle. Thing 3 had her back to us the entire performance, staring at the giant glittery star backdrop.......
Then she turned to face the audience at theend and applauded like she's never applauded before.
We went on stage for our performance - made monster puppets dance to the monster mash.
After the show there wasa buffet - I faced arguement and stubborn thingness and they filled their plates.
We sat down, they picked at their food; then went to get dessert.
I came back to find a school age child picking scraps from a Thing's discarded plate.... mum took a moment from texting on her fancy phone with her new acrylic nails, swished her big gold ring earrings out of the way and stated; í dont know whose food that is?'
I replied; ' it was hers, butshes eating dessert now'
To which she promptly turned to small child and said; ' eat up, thats your tea.'
Then carried on texting. So sad.
It was a great week. I can onlynow complain that there is a monster taking up my fourth dining chair....