Sunday, 15 February 2015
Saturday, 14 February 2015
Project 365 - Week 7
I've noticed since I have started doing Project 365 the weeks seem to be flying over even more than they usually do....I can't wait until next week....It's half term and I'm looking forward to a bit of a break from the normal school day routine.....I'm just hoping it doesn't fly over!!
38/365. 7th February 2015
I reviewed some Fajita products and even Eddie the Teddy had to have a try.....They went down a treat!!
39/365. 8th February 2015
On Sunday we all watched Big Hero 6 off the Showbox app on my phone....Such a brilliant film. The girls loved it and I did too....
40/365. 9th February 2015
Becky had her cookery lesson at school and made Stir fry....It smelt so good and tasted brilliant!! I was only allowed one noodle as she had the rest for tea....
41/365. 10th February 2015
After writing a post about Carbon Monoxide poisoning I was sent a Carbon Monoxide detector....It has been put up and is now keeping my family safe!
42/365. 11th February 2015
We had O2 as our internet provider until last year when Sky bought them out and took over....Our internet has been dodgy....We pay for 20 mega whatsits and were only getting about 8 or 9 at the most.....We have complained lots of times and finally spoke to someone who came up with an answer! We needed a new router (we still had the O2 one)....They sent us a proper Sky one free of charge and I'm glad to say we are now getting 17 mega whatsits most of the time which is nearly double what we had been getting!! Hooray!!
43/365. 12th February 2015
Becky needed a filling at the dentists and needed an injection to numb one side of her mouth....It's the first time she has had one and the photo is her trying to give a full smile....Bless her....She was very brave!!
44/365. 13th February 2015
Ellie had her Valentine disco at school and it was non-uniform so along with her party dress she wanted fancy hair....Considering I have two girls I am rubbish at doing hair but I think I did well....
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Friday, 13 February 2015
Hearts and Love.....
With it being Valentines day tomorrow, all the romance at the moment and with it being Heart Week this past week my Word of the Week has to be......
On Monday Louise from Little Hearts, Big Love shared mine and my girls story about out our heart defects on her blog....It was an honor to be featured but I'm not going to lie....It was emotional.....It is actually 6 years ago today since Ellie jammed her fingers in a door which led to us finding out about my girls heart defects.....The accident which basically saved their lives!! Friday the 13th was not unlucky for us....
I think my word this week could have actually been emotional as that's how I've felt reading a fair few blog posts especially Gemma's who blogs at Heart Mammi who wrote To the Mammi who's just found out her Baby has a CHD....There has been some great blog posts introducing people to the charity Tiny Tickers which aim is to improve the early detection and care of babies with serious heart conditions and give them a better start in life.
Now onto the romance part......hehehe I have bought Stu's presents and card.....He ordered mine weeks ago but went out during the week to buy a few more bits....I wish I knew what he had got me....He's been so secretive about it....I hate surprises!!
I have spent the week coming up with idea's what to cook for Stu and adding it to my online grocery list....We're having a romantic meal. The kids are going to be waitresses.....They are so excited and during the day Becky is going for a Valentine's meal with her boyfriend....So sweet!!
One of the best things to happen this week happened yesterday.....I won a giveaway on Twitter for a Valentine's hamper....
A fancy hamper has always been on top of my comping wishlist and up until yesterday I've never won one....I can't wait to receive it.....There looks some tasty treats in it and Ellie has already claimed the heart balloon....
Thursday, 12 February 2015
Things We All Did In Primary School.....
Miming the songs in assembly instead of actually singing because you lived the thug life and cared for nobody.....
Absolutely whacking the person you hated on the head during a heated game of Duck Duck Goose....
Using your pencil case to cover your answers in your spelling test because all of your classmates were cheats.
Sitting on the benches in assembly in Year 6 looking down at all the younger pupils and thinking 'started from Reception now we're here'....
Singing "He's got the whole world in his PANTS" in assembly because you were a comical genius who couldn't be controlled.
Being sent to 'the wall' at playtime and having to watch all of your friends play whilst you stood and lost all of your dignity....
Unsticking yourself when nobody was looking whilst playing Stuck In The Mud because you were too sassy and lived life in the fast lane....
Watching Art Attack after school and thinking that anything was possible as long as you had some PVA glue.
Being chosen to be 'the murderer' in a tense game of Wink Murder and feeling like a mastermind criminal with no limits to your power.
Rolling down your big school socks into doughnuts around your ankles because you were the ultimate trendsetter....
Getting chosen to give out the whiteboards and giving the person that you hated the dirtiest one with a pen that didn't work.
"I'll be the mum, you can be the dad" What can I be? "You're the dog"
When the teacher asked you to get into a space in PE and you swung your arms around, hitting as many kids as possible, to show your space.
Accidentally singing an extra 'of kings' at the end of 'Sing Hosanna' and feeling like you'd let your family, school and country down.
Being asked to take a note to another teacher and feeling like you had just been honoured with the task of taking the ring to Mordor.
Spreading glue all over your hands, waiting for it to dry, and peeling it off because you were a reckless six year old.
Listening to the teacher tell you the story about the kid who swung too far back on his chair and died.
Coming back to school after being on holiday with a hair braid and feeling way too bootylicious for the untraveled pupils in your class.
"Miss, I've broken my arm!" Just put a wet paper towel on it
Being at the front of the line to walk to assembly and feeling like royalty leading your peasant subjects to war.
Absolutely pooing yourself with excitement if the coach drove past your house when you were going on a school trip.
You'd never felt pain until you got whipped with a skipping rope when running too close to an oblivious skipper.
Absolutely whacking the person you hated on the head during a heated game of Duck Duck Goose....
Using your pencil case to cover your answers in your spelling test because all of your classmates were cheats.
Sitting on the benches in assembly in Year 6 looking down at all the younger pupils and thinking 'started from Reception now we're here'....
Singing "He's got the whole world in his PANTS" in assembly because you were a comical genius who couldn't be controlled.
Being sent to 'the wall' at playtime and having to watch all of your friends play whilst you stood and lost all of your dignity....
Unsticking yourself when nobody was looking whilst playing Stuck In The Mud because you were too sassy and lived life in the fast lane....
Watching Art Attack after school and thinking that anything was possible as long as you had some PVA glue.
Being chosen to be 'the murderer' in a tense game of Wink Murder and feeling like a mastermind criminal with no limits to your power.
Rolling down your big school socks into doughnuts around your ankles because you were the ultimate trendsetter....
Getting chosen to give out the whiteboards and giving the person that you hated the dirtiest one with a pen that didn't work.
"I'll be the mum, you can be the dad" What can I be? "You're the dog"
When the teacher asked you to get into a space in PE and you swung your arms around, hitting as many kids as possible, to show your space.
Accidentally singing an extra 'of kings' at the end of 'Sing Hosanna' and feeling like you'd let your family, school and country down.
Being asked to take a note to another teacher and feeling like you had just been honoured with the task of taking the ring to Mordor.
Spreading glue all over your hands, waiting for it to dry, and peeling it off because you were a reckless six year old.
Listening to the teacher tell you the story about the kid who swung too far back on his chair and died.
Coming back to school after being on holiday with a hair braid and feeling way too bootylicious for the untraveled pupils in your class.
"Miss, I've broken my arm!" Just put a wet paper towel on it
Being at the front of the line to walk to assembly and feeling like royalty leading your peasant subjects to war.
Absolutely pooing yourself with excitement if the coach drove past your house when you were going on a school trip.
You'd never felt pain until you got whipped with a skipping rope when running too close to an oblivious skipper.
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