Blogging

Hmm! finding this Blogging milaky a bit odd, I know I'm not the most technical "bod" in the world, but I can normaly negotiate my way round the internet and computer reasonably sucessfully, however, blogging seems to be a very confusing state of affairs for me at the moment. My main issues are a) finding my blog and (b) "following" people. I don't know why I'm finding it so difficult - if anyone has any suggestions - I'd greatly appreciate it.

It does seem to me that the world is full of women who are not only professional working people, but also mothers, housewives and charity workers too - I'm not a "PATCH" on these "Super women" as I'm on my "resting" period (and hence have more time on my hand than any reasonable woman can expect) I WILL have to look for work at some point and time - preferably before the money runs out! I'm not exactly a domestic Goddess, so dashing off to do the housework is hardly an issue, I AM  a mother, however, my babies are much bigger now and would rather ignore me in the presence of their girlfriends so  I'm redundent in that quater, and as for charity work, well.............I DO smile a lot! (considered a form of charity in Islamic terms) No, I'm no super woman, but I DO work hard, and I have the wonderful opportunity to travel and see parts of the world I'd never envisaged seeing before. I wonder if that qualifies me to write a blog that is worthy of a viewing by the general public?

Creaster is coming!

Tonight I've been cooking Samosa's with Alex's fiancee, she wanted to learn so we had a go cooking this evening. After about  an hour of preparation and cooking we had a selection of  potato and pea samosas and marginally smaller cheese ones - ok, they weren't quite triangular, not all of them, some were more pastry than filling, but hey! it was our first attempt.

The reason for all our hard work was to prepare a feast for our pre-creaster buffet tonight. What is Creaster? I hear you ask, well, in order for you to understand my thinking,  you have to learn a bit of family history. I am Muslim in belief and have been so for the last 3  years - however, no-one else in my family is of any particular religious jurisdiction. I am also self employed as a Maternity Practitioner (a newborn specialized  Mary Poppins)  and tend to work away from the family home for several weeks at a time.

Tom (my eldest)  is now fully ensconced in  Acting school (I'm not allowed to call it University for some odd reason) and Alex has other interests on his mind (fiancee) and therefore Christmas last year was apparently a bit of a limp affair. It's now March and Easter will soon be upon us - but again, no-one's going to be around, so I thought we'd lump the two events together even though we don't celebrate the religious aspect, we do tend to celebrate, just because we're a family. So, this year - we're having easter eggs on top of the yule log, I'm wrapping my gifts brought from afar even though they're just tee-shirts saying " I woz in Paris!" or some such slogan, and camel ornaments etc, and tomorrow we'll have turkey and all the trimmings (just because I'm muslim, why can't I go mad and cook a massive christmas dinner?) and call it Creaster! Religiously, it means nothing, personally it means the world as it means my (rapidly expanding)  family are together and I'm once again a happy mother, "clucking" around her children.

Deep Cleaning the house (Not!)

Ok, So Tom has come home with a lovely young girl, she's very sweet, witty and confident......and can't breathe! It turns out she is allergic to just about everything, which isn't conducive to a pleasant stay in our house seeing as I'm hardly classified as a Domestic Goddess and we live in the country. Add that to the fact that I spend more of my time away from the house than I do in it - cleaning ISN'T exactly a priority! Throw in the fact that we have a dog (Konka the plonka) and DD ( Dare Devil) the cat, some chickens and are surrounded by cows and horses, this isn't exactly a haven for ANY kind of allergy suffer, let alone someone with ALL allergies.

Having been forced to try sleeping in the car the first night - I arranged for the girlfriend to meet up with our friendly Dr who promptly prescribed medicine, inhaler, removal of the cat from the house and a TOTAL industrial clean of the house!! Reeling from shock I managed to coax Tom into agreeing to help me and we agreed to do a splurge the next day.

Tom then decided he couldn't sleep that night (probably from the fear of having to dust) which meant - 3am sleep, 11am + awaking, hardly a full day left to clean, however, I'm easily distracted - having the attention span of a gnat, and Tom isn't much better, so here we are, at nearly 4pm, with just about 3/4 of the sitting room almost completed (if you don't look TOO closely) Tom and girlfriend off on a romantic walk to the village pond (that I'd forgotten we'd got!) and me writing an ALL IMPORTANT  blog for the very first time!

I guess I'd better get going again,  I'm still in my jim jams and pink polka dot "ugg" slippers, good job we live in the country I say - what if anyone popped round !