A good day 7/10/15

After my mishap on Monday I decided today that I'd do something less strenuous so I decided to attack a pile of paperwork that was waiting to be filed.  I am so glad that I did as to my horror I discovered the MOT certificate for the car had expired.

Our local dealer that we bought the car from used to send us reminders.  They closed down a while back and although our details were transferred to another dealer they obviously don't sent out MOT reminders.

Fortunately I was able to take the car to a local testing station and get a new certificate issued this afternoon.  Phew!  

So I finally got the paperwork filed.  Shredded some papers that I weeded out from the filing cabinet and sorted the car!

I also had a brief visit from my daughter.  A good day!

Searching for the elusive 20/9/15

Well at this rate I'll be wearing my LBD for the wedding.  I thought I'd seen some good possibilities for an outfit yesterday so today I took hubby with me to give his opinion.  I wasn't successul.  I did find a dress and jacket that looked good and would fit in with my daughter's colour scheme.  The thing holding me back on it is that the dress in particular was very similar to the dress I had for my son's wedding last year.  If I don't find anything else soon I might have to opt for that but I'd rather not if I can find an alternative but we only have 5 more weeks to go!

One possibility is another dress I saw yesterday that was rather expensive for how it looked but I have the feeling it's one of those dresses that when you put it on it will either be awful or fantastic.

The hunt continues.

Little Black Dress 18/9/15

The LBD got another outing yesterday.  One of my nieces had organised a get together for the ladies of the family for my daughter's hen night.  (She also has another get together planned with friends.)

We met up in a cocktail bar near London Bridge and a good time was had by all.  I was relieved to see wine on the menu as I'm not really a cocktail girl.  

We played a few silly games and a good time was had by all.  So much so that I think there were a few sore heads this morning.  Thankfully I didn't have to get up for work but my daughter did.  She was definitely the worse for wear last night.  I deposited her in a cab while the rest of us got trains home so I was glad that yesterday I opted for flats rather than heels. 

A - Z Challenge - D is for Daughter

My theme for this challenge is family and relations.

Daughter “a girl or woman having the relation of child to parent”

I have only one daughter and she is very special to me.  She is beautiful from the inside out, intelligent, caring and I could go on adding positive adjectives all day.  Yes I am proud of her.  Proud of the woman she has become.  She is a woman with her own mind and attitudes at times.  We have a good relationship.

But I can’t take all the credit for her.  Some obviously goes to my husband but some of it I believe comes from me having had a good mother/daughter relationship with my own mother.  I’m sure that many of the lessons I learned from that have been passed on in the way we’ve raised our daughter.

A while back she gave me a journal for me to complete that will then be a gift to her containing my memories for her to keep.  I hadn’t touched it for ages but I’ve recently been working on it and it’s been good to look back and remember things.  Like her birth, which was quite traumatic and ended in an emergency C-section so the first thing I can remember thinking when I first saw her (a topic in the journal) was relief.  Pure relief that she was ok.

Other entries include when she first did things: for someone who is very bright she took to rolling across the floor rather than crawling at first and was quite slow to walk!  She never liked going to bed, frightened she would miss something.  Once she started to talk there was no stopping her.

I remember her as being a beautiful little baby and then I look at the photographic evidence and realise she was actually not little at all!  Rather chubby in fact until she slimmed down to a skinny little thing who looked underfed in her ballet uniform.

And now she is all grown up, has left home and in October this year she will add a new title to her relationships, wife.  Of course this means her first allegiance will no longer be to me, her mother, but to her partner and that is as it should be.  I’m a firm believer that you have to let your children grow and then go.  But if you do that right you will never actually lose them.