belated thanks

Finally completed work last Thursday with a huge smile on my face. I had a delightful long weekend ahead of me and no idea what was going to happen. 

Beau and I had a shaky start to our long weekend on Friday, when I had to deal with yet more estate agents to try and rent my flat out. I would love to sell my old place but it's just financially not viable yet. Regardless, once we were done we headed to one of our favorite cafes for breakfast while beau teased me regarding my surprise weekend away.

At about midday, we pack up the car and head out. It takes me all of 10 mins to realise we're heading north and my first thought shouts 'Kielder!'. I'm blatantly wrong. An hour and a half later and we drive over the Scottish border. We arrive at our destination late, in pitch black and apparently in the middle of a field. In the light this is what our gorgeous accommodation looked like. 

Surprisingly spacious, Indian themed, a Romany caravan. With a view of this:

Our weekend was so relaxing. I managed lots of crocheting and finally finished my black hole cowl for a friend's Christmas gift. I ended up using very reasonably priced yarn, it has given a lovely texture and I'm absolutely in love with it. Shame it's a gift! 

With the weekend coming to a close, I started to reflect where we are at this point in our lives. We're so lucky but we forget it sometimes. Here's hoping the new year means our greatest desire are realised. 

anticipation

So following on from the last blog update, mum had the all clear from the lump in her breast but unfortunately has had not so positive news regarding her smear. It looks increasingly likely she may have to have a hysterectomy. She seems to be taking it reasonably well though. She'll hear more within the next week or so. Still keeping fingers crossed.

On a more positive note. Today I left work and will not return until Tuesday. Why? My lovely beau has planned an early Christmas surprise. A long weekend somewhere. I have no idea where. I'm so excited. He has plans for us all day tomorrow; little trips before we'd get to our final destination and I'm such a child sometimes I think I love the anticipation more than the actual! I'm looking forward to taking a little time out this weekend as I feel like beau and I have sometimes passed like ships in the night recently. I'm also really lacking Christmas spirit. Apart from presents for beau I've bought next to no presents for anyone else. Part of me I think is still in a little shock that summer has passed! It seems to have lasted so long this year.

So yes, excitement builds.

Last night, the university girls and I went to a local tea room which holds wonderful craft workshops in the evenings. I do declare I made a lined Christmas stocking! Oh we were rubbish. But it was such good fun. We were chatting too much to pay proper attention to the instructions, hence a need to unpick numerous seams and a few slaps of the hand. We were supposed to be done by 9pm but finally left at 10pm. Thankfully our course teacher didn't seem to mind too much. I keep looking at the stocking. It might, in the new year, encourage me to get my own sewing machine out again (it's the threading of the cotton that puts me off), then again it might not - bloody crochet it's still the craft for me I think!