tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30751514954557188932024-03-13T16:12:00.286+00:00Life As Mrs. CMy Life from January 2009 onwards.The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.comBlogger374125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-56321416559231510082013-08-09T08:57:00.000+01:002013-08-09T08:57:03.041+01:00Life Goes On....Life is going on and on, and it always is. This is always a good thing, don't get me wrong. <br />
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Sometimes in life, you miss big events that mean a lot to people that you love. Just the other day, my beautiful niece Courtney got her driver's license. I am so incredibly proud of her, because I know it isn't easy. Can't wait to see her behind the wheel when Ian and I go back for our next visit. Way to go, Courtney!!<br />
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It's just amazing to see how much the girls have grown over the years. And it's incredibly strange to go back for visits, and see how much they have changed. Jackie is growing up fast as well, and although I don't regret moving to England and having a lovely life with my wonderful husband, I sometimes wish I could have the best of both worlds - my nieces AND Ian together. The only way that would ever happen is if we moved back to Ohio, but we are by no means able to do that at this moment in time.</div>
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The plus side is, at least we get to see each other on visits. It's never enough time when you visit someone, but it's better than nothing.<br />
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Am I weird for feeling a bit "out of the loop" when life goes on and I'm not there to see it? Do I need to "snap out of it"? I don't know. But I hope that one day I will either come to terms with how I'm feeling and deal with it, or it'll just get better with a visit next year.The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-13429540348690857552013-07-21T15:00:00.000+01:002013-07-21T15:00:08.975+01:00End of JulyHello, to those who have possibly maybe seen the blog since I last wrote?!<br />
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We are getting near the end of July, and I just wanted to recap what has been happening the last couple of weeks.<br />
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Well....a week ago we had a surprise 80th birthday party for my MIL. It was super duper hot that day, so everyone worked on their tan and sweat their behinds off. But, I think Mum enjoyed it while it was going on, and she got to see her brother, who she hadn't seen in over a year.<br />
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Then Thursday rolled around this past week, and I found myself in a bit of deja vu. We had a meeting at work with people from the council, and once the sheet went up to sign up for a slot to attend, I knew what was about to happen. It was announced that the current HCC home I work at is going to possibly under public consultation to close come this coming November. I was devastated. <br />
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Although I haven't settled, and I've not been 100% happy, it's still difficult to go through a home closure twice in one year. Not. Cool. So will be speaking with HR people this week to see what my options are now. Unsettling to not know what the future may hold.<br />
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But, after a chat with Ian, I do not feel as anxious this time as last time when Cornerways shut. Ian is right, saying "At the end of the day, we have each other, and that is all that matters."<br />
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So, after a crappy end to the work week, yesterday brought love and happiness. Ian and I went up to Romford to Mel and Rob's place, and Jan was visiting this week so we got to see her as well! Haven't seen Jan since June 2012, so it was nice to catch up again and spend a day together. It's tough with life and living far away, but it's nice to know that no matter how much time passes, we can still be friends and it feels like no time has passed. You know you've got a friend for life when that can happen.<br />
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The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-64300186874945753832013-07-12T10:27:00.000+01:002013-07-12T10:28:34.283+01:00Revisiting the ol' BlogGoodness me!!!<br />
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It has been over 2 years since I last posted on the blog. How time flies!<br />
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Recently, I have been thinking a lot, and I remembered that I used to get all of my feelings out on my blog (well, the majority of them, anyway). Lately I have been feeling a bit lost in life, and I thought that I should write in a journal again, like I used to do when I was younger. <br />
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Life isn't about pen and paper anymore though, so I decided it's time to start documenting life once again via the tinternet (that's what Northern English call the internet). <br />
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So let's see....a recap of the last 2 years:<br />
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Ian and I are still married. Still working. Still moving around. Since the last time I posted, we moved twice. We had moved back to Winchester for a year, and then when Cornerways shut, I got a new job out in eastern Hampshire. It was such a long drive every day from Winchester to the new job, so Ian and I decided to pack up house once again and moved to Portsmouth.<br />
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We really like it down here. We like the neighbourhood. And the flat that we live in is bigger than our old one, and for less money. We don't, however, like the fact that we live further away from our friends.<br />
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Leaving Cornerways was sad. Our last summer there was an amazing one. We had celebrations for The Queen's Diamond Jubilee. I was able to hold an Olympic torch. I grew strong bonds with people I worked with, as well as residents too. The one resident that really changed my life, Dolores, passed away last year. Her funeral was beautiful. Her coffin was a gorgeous white, with music staffs and notes dancing around it....just what Dolores would have wanted. I met a lot of her old friends that she used to play with, and stories from the past with stories of when Dolores went into care were shared. It was just really nice to reflect on the woman that touched all of our lives.<br />
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In April of last year I went back to Ohio for a week to visit the family. It was an amazing week that went far too fast. Jackie turned 10 this past April, and I can't believe by the time I see the girls again, Jackie will be well into middle school, and Courtney will be getting ready to graduate high school. Time flies.<br />
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Lots of our dear friends have had or are expecting children. Jamie and Alan now have the lovely Lincoln. Jan and Abel now have Bram. Mel gave birth to gorgeous Victoria about 3.5 months ago. Meg is expecting a little baby girl too! Babies, babies everywhere! :)<br />
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Jessie is now engaged to a wonderful man named Dan and they are getting married at the end of September next year!!! Can't wait to go back to Ohio with Ian and share in their special day.<br />
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My new job I began on my birthday last year. I won't go into too much detail and about my feelings about the job and the place where I work, but I am doing what I was doing before. Jessie is just about to start her dream job, and everyone is so proud of her landing it! :)<br />
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Clarabella and I were able to see Lady Gaga last year, which was an amazing experience. And just a couple of weeks ago, Kathryn, Sandie, and I went to Wembley Stadium and saw Robbie Williams and Olly Murs together. Man, what an INCREDIBLE evening! <br />
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Now....we're a day away from a surprise birthday party for my MIL. She turned 80 on the 5th July, so family and friends from all over the country are joining together to celebrate her life. Her memory has deteriorated in the last few years, plus her brother is now living in a care home, so this may be the last time they get to see each other. Every big event we go into it with "this may be the last chance" since Dementia is such an unpredictable illness.<br />
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Ian and I are also off to Spain at the end of September this year. We were supposed to go last year after I got back from my trip to Ohio, but just as we were about to get on the plane, we thought Ian was having a heart attack. Thankfully, it wasn't, and Ian's health is now turning around. I don't know what I would've done if he had had a heart attack. I don't know what I would do without Ian.<br />
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Lately I have been feeling incredibly emotional. I am now almost completely off my antidepressants, which I don't know if it's a good thing. Shortly after my Dad left from his visit to England 2 years ago, I started taking medication to deal with my heavy depression. It was hard for me at the time. The day my Dad arrived in England he informed me that my younger brother had a brain tumour, which we later found out was cancerous. My brother is o.k. now, and had the surgery to remove the tumour shortly after my Dad got back to Ohio. Between my brother being ill, my Dad leaving, and also my Mom being tested for cancer, I couldn't cope. I was tired all of the time, I was crying all of the time, and just incredibly low. My doctor suggested antidepressants as a short term solution, which I agreed to do because I have been battling depression since I was 16 yrs. old. I'm not cured. I don't think I'll ever be 100% happy. But I am now at the point in my life where I thought I don't want to be on these pills anymore, so I am coming off of them slowly. We shall see how I can cope once I am completely off of them. Hopefully blogging will help me get feelings and emotions out, because keeping them in is just too hurtful for me.<br />
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So, as I blog when I need to, hopefully the healing process will continue. <br />
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Here's to life, healing, and the pursuit of happiness.The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-30290007492070366272011-02-27T15:28:00.002+00:002011-02-27T15:33:24.525+00:00I Haven't Written......in yonks years!<br /><br />Christmas has come and gone, a new year has begun, Valentine's Day has now passed, and Tuesday is the first of March.<br /><br />Where as the time gone?!<br /><br />Since I last wrote I have had ups and downs. Lots of challenges with work, getting a new job, and then turning it down. The CQC came in and we got a compliant rating, and things were looking on the up and up. Now, residents are falling ill, or just falling, and the home is emptying out one room by one. We unfortunately lost one resident this week, which is sad.<br /><br />And in 24 days my Dad will be here for two weeks to visit. SOOOOOOOO looking forward to that. The three of us will be traveling around the UK catching up with people and seeing sites. We're trying York again because last time we had to cut our holiday short due to food poisoning. <br /><br />Ian and I have changed our eating habits (but not 100% strict) and we're now SLOWLY starting to lose some weight.<br /><br />Friends have had great news to share. I won't go into full details all around, because I can't, but you all know who you are. :)<br /><br />So it's been busy since Christmas. Let's see what life brings next!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-24333908081034561802010-12-23T10:32:00.004+00:002010-12-23T10:36:51.041+00:00It's Almost Christmas!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TRMlqj1mOCI/AAAAAAAABJ8/Ofh_JaNWYrQ/s1600/SAM_1141.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TRMlqj1mOCI/AAAAAAAABJ8/Ofh_JaNWYrQ/s320/SAM_1141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553824178582730786" border="0" /></a><br /></div>I'm glad it's almost Christmas. Not just because I get to spend time with the English family, but because I get some time off of work, which is MUCH needed.<br /><br />I've been ill for almost a week now. I am feeling soooooo run down it's not even funny. Yesterday my body shut down two hours before it was supposed to at work, and I swear I think I almost dozed off while visiting one of the residents. I apologised and told her that I haven't been well (which she knew) but I still felt bad. Even drinking a gallon of coffee didn't help.<br /><br />And today I even slept in until about 9:30am and I STILL feel tired.<br /><br />Tonight is a late night at work too (well, I'll get out at 8pm). Tomorrow I'll be going in early with my colleague so we can go home a little early. Then it's off to the MIL's with all of the Christmas dinner food. Atleast we can relax at my MIL's.<br /><br />Anywho, I can't complain though. This Christmas season has been good so far.<br /><br />Merry Christmas, everyone!!!!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-83818545818769971902010-12-12T08:25:00.003+00:002010-12-12T08:35:13.282+00:00Tis the Season........to feel blah.<br /><br />I don't feel blah because of Christmas, really....I think it's just been blah leading up to this point in time.<br /><br />Ian has had some medical difficulties, and the Dr. said he has to lower his stress levels, and since Angel had been tearing up carpet and not really calming down even though he was on medication, we had to give him back up for re-adoption yesterday. I worked, and Ian took Angel back to the shelter. I miss Angel, but it's for the better. Maybe one day Ian and I will be able to get a cat again, but this time Ian said we can get a kitten so we can raise it the way we want it to be and train it and not have problems (even though I love adopting rescue cats).<br /><br />So Angel's huge scratching post is now being used for the Mummies and Kittens part of the shelter so there is a place for the kittens to climb on, and they said that Angel should be adopted REAL fast.<br /><br />Ian also got an update on Spike. Spike was adopted about a month after we took him back to the shelter, and his owners really tried with him. He had major health issues that the vet could not figure out (when we had Spike he would poo and also throw up quite a bit). Well, the other night Spike's new owners came downstairs in the morning and found that Spike had passed away in his sleep. I'm more upset about Spike passing than Angel being gone. Angle is a healthy cat and has more of a chance at living. Spike is now gone. So sad.<br /><br />Now the house seems bigger, and quieter. I have to wash everything that Angel used to sleep on and we need to hoover like mad to get all the cat fur out of the carpet and whatnot.<br /><br />Hopefully this is all for the better....<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TQSJHe1MEQI/AAAAAAAABJ0/BIL1aTox8vY/s1600/SAM_0225%2B%25282%2529.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TQSJHe1MEQI/AAAAAAAABJ0/BIL1aTox8vY/s320/SAM_0225%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549711402455535874" border="0" /></a><br /></div>The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-55324970209449204062010-11-08T09:08:00.003+00:002010-11-08T09:20:16.360+00:00Rainy Days and Mondays<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TNfAKbGIWNI/AAAAAAAABJg/GwoEAePFXFU/s1600/SAM_0926.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TNfAKbGIWNI/AAAAAAAABJg/GwoEAePFXFU/s320/SAM_0926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537105552180009170" border="0" /></a> I suppose today is a perfect day to be home ill from work.<br /><br /><br />Quick rundown (since we had no internet for two weeks).<br /><br />The Wednesday before we moved (so that was 21st Oct.) I started to get this cough. It went on and on for weeks. Friday my boss was concerned thinking I had a chest infection, and asked if I could get checked out. Went to the walk-in centre (thank you NHS) on Saturday and saw a nurse, who confirmed that yes, I have a chest infection.<br /><br />Now, I'm home sick from work, and I can barely walk up and down our stairs without getting out of breath.<br /><br />Thankfully, the new surgery that we registered with could fit me in today to see at Dr. and have my asthma rescue inhailer prescription renewed since I have run out of it.<br /><br />Atleast I can lay in bed in a nice, warm house in (new) comfy pajamas and slippers while watching TV. And looking forward to this evening when Ian and I can watch more of this (I think my latest obsession):<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TNfAMCpcK7I/AAAAAAAABJo/74DEADRjjss/s1600/SAM_0927.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TNfAMCpcK7I/AAAAAAAABJo/74DEADRjjss/s320/SAM_0927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537105579976960946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">But now it is back to coffee and watching TV. I'll probably have to dig out some movies or something because day time television is rubbish here.<br /></div></div>The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-1008888003894102162010-10-09T18:44:00.005+01:002010-10-09T18:59:10.973+01:00Happy Birthday, To Ya!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TLCqO9AqoLI/AAAAAAAABJY/YPEtyWft5pc/s1600/John-Lennon-1964-the-beatles-7756210-620-400.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TLCqO9AqoLI/AAAAAAAABJY/YPEtyWft5pc/s320/John-Lennon-1964-the-beatles-7756210-620-400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526103916655845554" border="0" /></a><br />Today would have been John Lennon's 70th birthday. It's amazing to think how life would be if he were still alive today.<br /><br />Ian thinks John would be like Paul - a sell out, making music just for the sake of making music, and still touring to generate millions+ £'s.<br /><br />I don't think John would've been like that. I don't know if he would still be making music like Paul does today. I think John would've much rather had a simple life, maybe doing a peace rally every now and then, but not tour around like mad. I could see John maybe playing bars or something in NYC, or doing art. I don't think John would've been the man that Ian thinks he would've been.<br /><br />But even though I never knew you personally, John, I do wish you a very happy birthday. The world loves and misses you.<br /><br /><br />Other things that happened today:<br /><br />Ian and I started to pack up some things since we're moving in two weeks time.<br /><br />We also went and purchased a new sofa for the new place that has a sofa bed in it. That way, when guests come to stay, although the bed is small, atleast they can sleep on it and not on the floor. So Dad, you get your own bed at ours when you visit!<br /><br />Now, it's time to shift some things over the Mum's for storage for a couple of weeks. Let the fun begin!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-25111912317564370332010-10-06T16:01:00.004+01:002010-10-06T16:04:18.161+01:00Glad All Over<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TKyPs_Eg1-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/XSEOV2HXSrA/s1600/SAM_0864.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TKyPs_Eg1-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/XSEOV2HXSrA/s320/SAM_0864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524948845884135394" border="0" /></a><br />Well, I'm glad that's over with...<br /><br />Now I can read whatever book I want. No more tests to take in order to live in the UK.<br /><br />*phew*The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-74837220725955770012010-10-04T21:10:00.002+01:002010-10-04T21:18:30.708+01:00Here Comes the Bride...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TKo1QIyK4aI/AAAAAAAABJI/RO-y-My3YYg/s1600/SAM_0778.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TKo1QIyK4aI/AAAAAAAABJI/RO-y-My3YYg/s320/SAM_0778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524286444275425698" border="0" /></a><br />Congratulations goes out to our very near and dear friends Mel and Rob on their wedding yesterday!<br /><br />Mel made a beautiful bride, and Rob made an even more beautiful groom. :p<br /><br />Thank you for letting us share in your special day, my loves!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-10574227805098115872010-09-01T20:10:00.004+01:002010-09-01T20:27:00.238+01:00Day 365 of 365: Good Bye, My Friend....I didn't want my last 365 post to be a sad one, but to be honest, with the year of officially having to blog coming to a close, so does another aspect of this past year's chapter.<br /><br />For a little while now, Spike had unfortunately been spraying in the house. I caught him one night spraying the outside of the cat box, and then he kept spraying at the bottom of the stairs.<br /><br />Ian and I were at a complete loss and had no clue what to do.<br /><br />So we asked experts, tried Feliway, got rid of odor, tried baking soda, the lot...and it still wouldn't stop. But on top of the spraying, Spike eventually became very bitter, swiping at Angel whenever he walked by. If Angel wanted some attention, Spike revolted with a swish of his tail, his back to us, and his ears back. Our living situation wasn't fair on any of us.<br /><br />This past Saturday I phoned the shelter where we adopted Spike and Angel from and asked for advice. They basically said we had tried everything we could, but maybe it would be better if Spike and Angel were separated after 8 years of living together. Unfortunately, the shelter had no history on Spike and Angel, so they probably just "tolerated" each other those years. It got the to the point where we had an upstairs cat (Angel) and a downstairs cat (Spike).<br /><br />Sunday came, and Ian and I woke up and packed up Spike's things. We sent him back with his food bowl, bowl mat, scratching post, food, and his toy mouse he played with the most. It was tough taking him back, and I cried so much it looked like I had been punched in the face, but it's for the best. Hopefully, he will be adopted out to another home real soon. His coat had grown back beautifully, and it felt so much better because we actually took CARE of him and Angel.<br /><br />I do miss Spike, I won't lie. I don't miss his spraying, the awful smell, and his constant meowing when I got in from work just to feed him (that's another thing too, he was pushing poor Angel out of the way and eating HIS food as well). But I miss how silly Spike was, and him laying on my lap, or watching TV with Ian and I.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TH6onp5og0I/AAAAAAAABI0/jljKEknC838/s1600/SAM_0260.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TH6onp5og0I/AAAAAAAABI0/jljKEknC838/s320/SAM_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512028393164014402" border="0" /></a>We just hope he finds a great home that he deserves.The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-42207735494772838492010-08-14T23:30:00.001+01:002010-08-15T13:39:55.241+01:00Day 364 of 365: Saturday Fun<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TGfeZwY_qkI/AAAAAAAABIs/-wsEKGzeVyw/s1600/SAM_0229.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TGfeZwY_qkI/AAAAAAAABIs/-wsEKGzeVyw/s320/SAM_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505613603551554114" border="0" /></a><br />Lookie lookie who I married!<br /><br />Ian has had a beard for over a month now, and I've grown to really love the look on him. So today when I was doing laundry and whatnot, and I heard the beard trimmer going I said "Oh no! You're getting rid of it!"<br /><br />I didn't see Ian because as soon as he was finished with his trim, I hopped in the shower. When I came down stairs he was reading so I couldn't see his face until he unveiled the Hitler 'stache!<br /><br />I busted up laughing and asked him if he would keep it for the day. Unfortunately, he only kept it long enough for me to take photos of it.<br /><br /><br />Anywho....onto the day's events.<br /><br />Went into Winchester to hand in our notice that we are not staying in the cottage here. We love the place, buuttt...we feel we're not getting much for our money, and need to find some place cheaper so we can start saving money instead of living paycheck to paycheck. Plus, the people in the village are just too snooty. A couple of people I have met are nice, but we're constantly struggling for parking for Ian and getting nasty notes if Ian has to park somewhere else. Not neat.<br /><br />So we're going to look around the Romsey area. We spoke to my MIL about it and she said "Don't move too far away from me!" Thought that was cute. But we need to be close for her, so we shall see. There was a place in North Baddesley that we liked, but it's being processed at the moment. So we shall see. We have 3 months to find a place, and even if time runs over, my MIL said we could stay with her for a few weeks until we find the best place for us and the boys. It'll be nice to stay put somewhere for atleast a couple of years, because this move will be my 3rd in a year and a half...lol. But we definitely need a 2 bedroom place now since my Dad and his fiancee, Pam, are going to be coming to visit next year (HOPEFULLY) for two weeks. I can't wait to have them here because I miss them like crazy! Will speak to my Dad more about it tomorrow when Ian and I get in from our date night.<br /><br />Fingers crossed for all!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-14319703666283119992010-08-12T23:20:00.003+01:002010-08-15T13:30:21.440+01:00Day 363 of 365: Just Another Maniac ThursdayHad a regular day at work today, but the evening was what I looked forward to the most.<br /><br />Ian went out paintballing with The Round Table lads (Chris and Vik are members of the Andover branch) while I hung out with Lucy at her place.<br /><br />Lucy told me lots and lots of stories....."Eh you....do you like tamales?!!!"<br /><br />Got in late, but it was well worth it.<br /><br />Although on the drive home, some chavy bastard was driving too fast and ended up spinning out right after he passed us.<br /><br />Photos of the day though were taken at the beginning of the day. I was getting ready for work and the boys were sitting in the hallway. I noticed how long Spike's hair is getting now:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TGfc_TzhNXI/AAAAAAAABIc/X-9ykzBjlwc/s1600/SAM_0227+%282%29.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TGfc_TzhNXI/AAAAAAAABIc/X-9ykzBjlwc/s320/SAM_0227+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505612049689949554" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And Angel is just cute. :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TGfc_qEwJOI/AAAAAAAABIk/4gn2U9wJgwM/s1600/SAM_0226.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TGfc_qEwJOI/AAAAAAAABIk/4gn2U9wJgwM/s320/SAM_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505612055667811554" border="0" /></a><br />And my goodness, I'm almost finished with the 365. It's taken me a year and a half to do it, but it's almost finished! Don't know if I should continue after the last entry though. Maybe I will, but not religiously....heck, it took me this long to do a blog when it should've really only taken me one year to do it!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-82640820266556022372010-08-10T22:17:00.002+01:002010-08-15T13:20:09.900+01:00Day 362 of 365: Searchin....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TGfbUG__7yI/AAAAAAAABIU/WmqukvRl-qc/s1600/SAM_0221.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TGfbUG__7yI/AAAAAAAABIU/WmqukvRl-qc/s320/SAM_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505610208006631202" border="0" /></a><br />Went up to Andover tonight with Ian to check out a place to live that Lucy suggested to us (she knows the owner).<br /><br />After we went and checked the place out (which we really liked it, but it needs a lot of work) we went to the pub and had a meal.<br /><br />Good times...good times. :)<br /><br />We'll see if the place in Andover works out!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-78756236464157981632010-08-07T23:51:00.003+01:002010-08-08T10:05:38.098+01:00Day 361 of 365: Ka-Boom!Had a really awesome day with Ian and Chris.<br /><br />Ian and I saw a few weeks ago a poster for an event called Blast From the Past in Romsey, and we thought "Chris and Lucy might like this!" so invited them along. Unfortunately, Luce had some family things to do, so she dropped Chris off this morning and the three of us headed to Romsey for the event.<br /><br />We parked up at my MIL's and walked down to Broadlands where the event was being held.<br /><br />We saw EVERYTHING! This event was MUCH better than our D-Day out. They had everything set up from the Vietnam War, WWII, cowboys and indians, the American Civil War, Zulu, Romans, you name it, they had it....<br /><br />A few examples:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xG1uODAI/AAAAAAAABIE/PLgiU5MowAk/s1600/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0148.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xG1uODAI/AAAAAAAABIE/PLgiU5MowAk/s320/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960157007416322" border="0" /></a>Medieval Soldiers<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xFtb-o6I/AAAAAAAABH0/cBftJv-n9jw/s1600/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0160.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xFtb-o6I/AAAAAAAABH0/cBftJv-n9jw/s320/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960137603556258" border="0" /></a>American Civil War (Union Soldiers)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xFX5F2wI/AAAAAAAABHs/NHwtBKyeRGQ/s1600/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0206.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xFX5F2wI/AAAAAAAABHs/NHwtBKyeRGQ/s320/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960131820083970" border="0" /></a>Our personal favorite: Ian and I wearing helmets in a WWII English bunker<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xGZ8jcRI/AAAAAAAABH8/jOfMZCS0orM/s1600/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0128.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xGZ8jcRI/AAAAAAAABH8/jOfMZCS0orM/s320/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960149551345938" border="0" /></a>Vietnam<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">The walk back from Broadlands just about killed us, and it down poured on us twice, but we didn't care.<br /><br />After relaxing a bit and freshening up, we went to The Dolphin and had a drink and some food. Then Lucy arrived....so we came back to the house and chatted for a couple of hours. Lucy gave me some great tips about the cats, AND she also told Ian and I about a nice place in Andover we will hopefully get a chance to go and see this week and rent out after our lease is up here. We love the cottage where we live, we just don't like the village we live in. Plus, we'll be half a mile away from Lucy and Chris.<br /><br />And speaking of Chris, the day really DID wipe him out:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xHnSzBUI/AAAAAAAABIM/FuFWX2n3Lcs/s1600/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0220.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5xHnSzBUI/AAAAAAAABIM/FuFWX2n3Lcs/s320/Blast+from+the+PastSAM_0220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960170314171714" border="0" /></a><br />Good night!<br /></div><br /></div>The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-36404547015259074132010-08-05T21:32:00.002+01:002010-08-08T09:44:36.173+01:00Day 360 of 365: I Like To Eat Eat Eat......apples and bananas...<br /><br />as well as tons of other fruit! :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5s1KBLrlI/AAAAAAAABHk/BUUgaS6JMOM/s1600/SAM_0121.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TF5s1KBLrlI/AAAAAAAABHk/BUUgaS6JMOM/s320/SAM_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502955455171505746" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Just wanted to show how nice it is to have a full fridge freezer unit. We can purchase fresh fruits and veg now and not worry about where we're going to put it!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-31971452896674366522010-08-04T22:04:00.004+01:002010-08-04T22:11:42.430+01:00Day 359 of 365: You Don't Bring Me FlowersNothing too exciting today. Went for a nice 2.5 mile walk with Ian today out in Chandler's Ford, and spoke with Jantina on the phone for a bit.<br /><br />And we also got this aromatherapy thingie for Spike since I have failed to mention that the little guy has been spraying. Hopefully it'll work in stopping Spike from spraying, because I don't want to get rid of the boys. Spike seems really fine tonight though snuggled up between Ian and I.<br /><br />But, photos of today....some pictures of flowers that the residents and I have grown from seeds at work:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnXRrFM4eI/AAAAAAAABHU/tbrmVfk1CmI/s1600/IMG_2033.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnXRrFM4eI/AAAAAAAABHU/tbrmVfk1CmI/s320/IMG_2033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501665118432059874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Lady Bird Poppies</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnXRzfHwxI/AAAAAAAABHc/kuWHulzK6kA/s1600/IMG_2050.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnXRzfHwxI/AAAAAAAABHc/kuWHulzK6kA/s320/IMG_2050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501665120688259858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">One of the dozen sunflowers that have come up</span><br /><br /></div>And of course, as soon as I finished watering this morning, the really dark clouds rolled in and it even thunder stormed today!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-39459063516572669762010-08-03T21:51:00.001+01:002010-08-04T22:01:25.581+01:00Day 358 of 365: MilestonesTook four residents to <a href="http://www3.hants.gov.uk/milestones">Milestones Living Museum</a> today. Spent literally the last month planning for this day, and the last week freaking out about how we were even going to get there, and were there enough people to help escort. But all in all, it worked out.<br /><br />Absolutely Knackered now that I pushed the heaviest resident in her wheelchair, as well as did an almost 2 mile walk with Ian when I got in. Goodness. Can barely keep my eyes open doing this post, so will keep it short.<br /><br />Here are some photos from the day:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnUHXXKplI/AAAAAAAABG8/j1i_aanKDCc/s1600/IMG_2120.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnUHXXKplI/AAAAAAAABG8/j1i_aanKDCc/s320/IMG_2120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501661642805126738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A pub inside Milestones that is a Fuller's pub, but called the original brewery name.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnUHjgJktI/AAAAAAAABHE/gyEdyxCg-w0/s1600/IMG_2133.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnUHjgJktI/AAAAAAAABHE/gyEdyxCg-w0/s320/IMG_2133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501661646064030418" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A real book published in 1956.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnUIKlCMfI/AAAAAAAABHM/9xljKA3lpew/s1600/IMG_2154.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFnUIKlCMfI/AAAAAAAABHM/9xljKA3lpew/s320/IMG_2154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501661656553501170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A REALLY scary fake cat at the grocers. </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Now....I need sleep......<br /></div></div></div>The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-44918642336547820472010-08-01T17:39:00.005+01:002010-08-04T21:51:38.767+01:00Day 357 of 365: I'll Walk with YouIan and I went for an exploratory walk this afternoon to 1) check out the area and 2) get in some fitness!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFWlBVfRniI/AAAAAAAABG0/w7b6H0K7wt8/s1600/SAM_0116.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFWlBVfRniI/AAAAAAAABG0/w7b6H0K7wt8/s320/SAM_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500483962269703714" border="0" /></a><br />Ian promised me that if I studied for my Life in the UK test and took it soon, that he would get serious about exercise and losing some weight with me. So today we went on our first walk. Nothing strenuous because it was day 1, but we walked up a hill to find a cemetery that Ian had seen on Google maps.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFWlA_GYgmI/AAAAAAAABGs/gzwSdqi5K3A/s1600/SAM_0111.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFWlA_GYgmI/AAAAAAAABGs/gzwSdqi5K3A/s320/SAM_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500483956259717730" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFWlAkhA_AI/AAAAAAAABGk/e434Cd9sJxs/s1600/SAM_0098.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFWlAkhA_AI/AAAAAAAABGk/e434Cd9sJxs/s320/SAM_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500483949123664898" border="0" /></a><br />We found what could possibly be a grave to one of the women that used to live in our cottage before us as well. There are two headstones in the cemetery that have the woman's surname, so will have to ask the landlord which woman it is for sure.<br /><br />We figured if we walk the walk we did every evening after we get in from work, it'll take us about an hour and once we're fit enough to do the walk without getting TOO out of breath, then we'll move on to a further distance.<br /><br />Sounds good to me!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-59524803584788212022010-07-30T22:15:00.003+01:002010-07-30T22:18:20.868+01:00Day 356 of 365: T.G.I.F.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFNBBHHURWI/AAAAAAAABGc/0hGXIAtkPtY/s1600/128898337205477799.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TFNBBHHURWI/AAAAAAAABGc/0hGXIAtkPtY/s320/128898337205477799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499811057294919010" border="0" /></a>Sooooo glad today was Friday. Had a bit of a stressful feel at work this week because I was busy trying to get people to help with an outing that was planned for this coming Tuesday. All is o.k. though.<br /><br />Annnddd I know I cheated today but not taking the photo, but I just love <a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/">Lolcats!</a>The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-200680004548241232010-07-26T21:51:00.002+01:002010-07-26T21:56:46.919+01:00Day 355 of 365: Everybody Wants to Be a CatGot in from work and wanted a snuggle with all of my boys. So I got down on the floor and cuddled the really furry boys first.<br /><br />Spike wasn't a really happy camper because I tried to clean his back paw...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TE32Ry8CzyI/AAAAAAAABGM/zKDispI6MLA/s1600/SAM_0078.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TE32Ry8CzyI/AAAAAAAABGM/zKDispI6MLA/s320/SAM_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498321505681067810" border="0" /></a><br />And Angel wouldn't sit still!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TE32SSMwqZI/AAAAAAAABGU/mkydZhj8PGI/s1600/SAM_0081+%282%29.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TE32SSMwqZI/AAAAAAAABGU/mkydZhj8PGI/s320/SAM_0081+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498321514072680850" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Cuddle time with Ian came afterwards. ;)The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-16527693885153563762010-07-25T16:22:00.003+01:002010-07-25T16:29:51.953+01:00Day 354 of 365: Ohhhh.....FAIL!I had it in my head that I was going to have a "girlie day" today..consisting of a good leg shave (TMI, I know...), plucking my eyebrow(s), and then baking.<br /><br />I found recipes online that use Splenda. Ian is diabetic, so I wanted to try something different.<br /><br />I found a recipe for an apple and cinnamon cake, as well as blueberry muffins. Well, I didn't have any blueberries, so I used strawberries.<br /><br />Here I thought <span style="font-style: italic;">I'm a baking genius!</span><br /><br />Well the muffins are darker than I thought they would be:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TExX8H8pPlI/AAAAAAAABF8/FJcHkQv8PkY/s1600/SAM_0074.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TExX8H8pPlI/AAAAAAAABF8/FJcHkQv8PkY/s320/SAM_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497865935549709906" border="0" /></a><br />And the cake is not a cake...it's apple mush:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TExX8xql2HI/AAAAAAAABGE/g20NsbpkFXQ/s1600/SAM_0075.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TExX8xql2HI/AAAAAAAABGE/g20NsbpkFXQ/s320/SAM_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497865946748278898" border="0" /></a><br />Oh well. Ian and I will still eat them, because they cooked long enough to be safe, but not the result I wanted.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >FAIL!</span><br /></div>The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-87976062931171087012010-07-24T23:25:00.005+01:002010-07-24T23:33:23.136+01:00Day 353 of 365: We Are Officially.......an adult, married couple.<br /><br />Why, you ask? Why didn't it happen before? Well, because we never had a fridge freezer unit!<br /><br />At our wedding party we received gracious gifts of money in some of our cards, and although we were hoping to have enough for a honeymoon, unfortunately we fell a bit short...so we went for Option No. 2 which was a fridge freezer (and had wanted since we moved into our place).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEtpGgB8aPI/AAAAAAAABFs/f9-HS-ujJ24/s1600/SAM_0070.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEtpGgB8aPI/AAAAAAAABFs/f9-HS-ujJ24/s320/SAM_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497603330534041842" border="0" /></a>Up until today we had separate units. And we were always fighting for space in our old fridge. Plus our freezer was starting to get warmer than our oven on the outside.<br /><br />But today Ian noticed that there was a deal going on at Comet, so we went and picked one up. The rest of the money we got we have put in the savings for when we can afford a honeymoon.<br /><br />Oh, and please don't laugh at the little bear magnet on the fridge.....I've had it since I was in kindergarten. Thanks. :)<br /><br />Also, we went into Pets at Home to see if they had a litter mat that had been out of stock for months, and it was.....then Ian spotted this and wanted it for the boys:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEtpHVnfOII/AAAAAAAABF0/j-Y5L_uyjMU/s1600/SAM_0071.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEtpHVnfOII/AAAAAAAABF0/j-Y5L_uyjMU/s320/SAM_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497603344918591618" border="0" /></a>Ian has learned that it's all about keeping indoor cats busy. The only one that has ventured on it is Angel so far...and he just rubbed the little arms that hold the ball thingies. But still, it's progress!The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-28592788750682117282010-07-23T22:23:00.004+01:002010-07-24T23:25:11.025+01:00Day 352 of 365: Dream a Little Dream<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEoIeVMvd7I/AAAAAAAABFk/1KT78ItcFQ4/s1600/Original_WaterColor_Babies_1993_Kittens_TDS.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEoIeVMvd7I/AAAAAAAABFk/1KT78ItcFQ4/s320/Original_WaterColor_Babies_1993_Kittens_TDS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497215612338796466" border="0" /></a>Not feeling quite right today. Had a weird dream last night that led me to waking up crying from my sleep. I've had a few dreams like that, but nothing that has affected me the way this dream has.<br /><br />Can't go into detail, but I feel odd about the future because of it. I hope this dream doesn't come true.The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075151495455718893.post-29287345154954774772010-07-22T22:15:00.001+01:002010-07-23T22:21:55.994+01:00Day 351 of 365: Good Times<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEoGlBZYyPI/AAAAAAAABFM/NYBsi9T6i9c/s1600/Cat+Forum+PicSAM_0046.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEoGlBZYyPI/AAAAAAAABFM/NYBsi9T6i9c/s320/Cat+Forum+PicSAM_0046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213528258955506" border="0" /></a>Yes, you're seeing right! That there in the middle of the lovely picture above on the bottom is Meg and Ryan! <br /><br />Jamie, Reagan, Ian and I made our way down today to visit the two lovelies. Unfortunately, Alan and Matt both had to work, so we were unable to have two of the 3 husbands together. But next time we will all DEFINITELY be together.<br /><br />Was lovely meeting Meg and seeing the infamous Ryan and Myst in the flesh!<br /><br />And Ryan and Reagan hit it off. We'll all be at their wedding in 18 or so years. :p<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEoGlfW52EI/AAAAAAAABFU/mQxyuua5y94/s1600/Cat+Forum+PicSAM_0032.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEoGlfW52EI/AAAAAAAABFU/mQxyuua5y94/s320/Cat+Forum+PicSAM_0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213536301602882" border="0" /></a>We had lunch at Subway today, where we chit chatted, laughed, talked babies, and had to avoid eye contact with a very creepy, smelly, insane tramp (a.k.a. a bum in American). <br /><br />But it was a good time...and thankfully the rain held out until our drive home.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEoGlllA0cI/AAAAAAAABFc/7OIwcRvjSyI/s1600/Cat+Forum+PicSAM_0061.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0ZBkVQn0M/TEoGlllA0cI/AAAAAAAABFc/7OIwcRvjSyI/s320/Cat+Forum+PicSAM_0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213537971392962" border="0" /></a>So now we are back home, after eating at a really nice Chinese buffet in Swindon.<br /><br />Tomorrow? Who knows. We've got shopping to do, and hopefully some Beatles RockBand to play since the guitar dongle came in the post while we were gone. :)The New Mrs. Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05128337371460972812noreply@blogger.com0