Friday, 22 April 2011

Enjoying the Sun...while it lasts

I have not been very active on my blogs or twitter this week..the cause of this? There has been a bright yellow ball in the sky that is giving out heat...from past memories I think it is what you call the sun. When living in the UK, this does not happen very often, so please excuse us Brits for our online absence..Don't worry, we will be back soon when our normal grey , wet weather returns.

C enjoying his ice cream
Believe it or not , it WAS very hot on the day above photo was taken, but he insisted on wearing his black jacket the whole time we were out!

Monday, 18 April 2011

Meet me on Monday


1.  Caesar Salad or Garden Salad?
2.  Will you be watching the Royal Wedding on April 29th?
3.  Last thing you spent lots of money on?
4.  Window seat or aisle seat?
5.  Do you know your blood type?


1. Caesar Salad or Garden Salad.
Got to be most salads though as long as there isn't celery in it..yukkkkk!

2.Will you be watching the Royal Wedding on 29th April?
Try and stop me, I'm a sucker for a good wedding. Was doing my nursing last time round when Charles and Diana got married and all the children and parents in the ward were watching it.

3.Last thing you spent lots of money on?
My son's school trip to France.

4.Window seat or aisle seat?
Not been on a plane for years but travel frequently by train..and if I can actually find a seat at all, I prefer the window seat..I'm nosey!

5.Do you know your blood type?
Yes, found out when I was pregnant,A+

Saturday, 16 April 2011

The Adventurer Returns (Pt 2)

If you haven't already read part 1, you can find it HERE

The next morning, when C had awoke, or rather when I awoke ( despite going to bed at 2am he was still up by 6.30am),I decided to unpack his case before the harder task of trying to find out what happened on this holiday. I was so happy to see worn boxers, socks, t shirts etc as this showed that he had listened and changed his clothes every day..all that worrying for nothing!! I was confused somewhat though when I saw his pyjamas were still neatly folded and obviously never been worn..was that why he had looked so tired, had he not slept??. Also noticed a distinct lack of a rain jacket I had bought him for going away with.

So off I went to tackle him, not the best thing to do when he is in the middle of a computer game, you are liable to get your head bitten off before he storms out the door as you pull the plug. Not today however, I managed to catch him on one of his journeys traveling from PC to kitchen. First I tackled the matter of the unworn pyjamas. 
"C, why did you not wear the new pyjamas?"
Answer" Why would I want to wear them, they are like a suit and who wears a suit to bed?"
C usually has pyjamas where both parts are made of material similar to t shirts, but this new pair, that he had approved of remember, had cotton bottoms, like dress shirt cotton. I never thought that with his sensory issues they would "feel" wrong..note to one self,do not repeat mistake.
Then the missing coat. "C where is the new coat I got you?"
Answer"How am I meant to know, if it is not in my bag it must be on the ferry or the coach, where else would it be?"
Silly me!. If anyone happens to be on a SeaFrance Ferry in the forseeable future and see a rain jacket that folds into its own pocket so you can conveniently fasten it round your waist when not using, could you please forward it have no idea how long it took to find one that felt and looked right!!!

Serious stuff over, I , with the help of his older sister , moved onto what he had done on his holiday and if he had enjoyed it. We started with Disneyland, asking what rides he had gone on.
Answer" You know, stuff"
"What stuff exactly, did you go on rollercoasters?"
"Duh, course I went on rollercoasters, I am hardly going to go on the teacups am I?"
He found it very amusing when me and his sister said we would..well?, they look like fun.
I then asked if he went on Space Mountain, the only ride I could think of considering I have never been. I struck lucky!
"Yes, but I banged my head and hurt my you know they had a sign up saying not to go on if you had neck and back problems..whats the point of that if it GIVES you neck and back problems?" Not a lot you can say to that one is there?

Now time to move onto his day in Paris, the school said they would be sightseeing, going on a boat, shopping and having a tour of Paris at night.
Q "Did you go up the Eiffel Tower?"
A "No, but we went up a big building with 56 floors and they made us get the lift when there were stairs"
I dont know about you, but I would take the lift any day if it was 59 flights! He couldnt remember the name but from photos off the net we think it was the Tour Montparnasse.

When asked if they went shopping he said, yes, so we asked what kind of shops did they see.
A" A strange Chinese shop selling noodles and a protein shop"
When questioned further the protein shop sold great big boxes of protein and tubs of the stuff too..and yes, there were lots of clothes shops but they were boring.
Shopping Paris Style.

Was the boat trip any better? No, " It was boring as you just sat while it went up the river and you had to look at buildings that are the same everywhere" Again, he could have a point, if you have seen a building you have seen them all.

What did you have to eat? " Breakfast at hotel was good as there was cake, but in Paris I had a yoghurt that tasted like it had been out the fridge for 2 weeks." When asked if he was sure it wasnt a tub of sour cream he had picked up he was disgusted we could think he would make a mistake like that saying it was pink..again, I guess he has a point.(Note to one self, if in France go to same hotel, cake for breakfast sounds good.)

Finally, we asked about the Tour of Paris by Night..A "Driving about in a bus round Paris is not what I would call a tour..borrriinggg" Personally I would love to see it all lit up at night.

From all the above you might be excused from thinking that C did not have a very good time at all, but despite all this he says he enjoyed it and didn't miss us, except for maybe a tiny little bit.

Watch out next week for the photos of his trip, I gave him a disposable camera and so far from what he has said he took some photos of the hotel bedroom..and maybe one of Paris.

Seriously though C, we are very proud of how well you coped on your first trip away and the fact you enjoyed yourself is even better xxx

Friday, 15 April 2011

My First Award.

Today I got a lovely surprise, when I logged on I had a comment from Giggle, Laugh, Cry saying she had awarded me "The Versatile Blogger" award. I have not been writing my blog for very long and never expected this, so would like to say a very big thank you to Giggle, Laugh, Cry.

Please go over and say hello to her :)

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These are the rules..
1. Winners grab the image above and put it in your blog.
2.Link back to the person who gave you it.
3.Tell 10 things about yourself
4.Award 15 recently discovered bloggers.
5.Contact the bloggers you have awarded to let them know they have won.
Here are my nominations for the award, please click on the links and go say hello.

Confessions of an Asperger's Mom




Little Fella And Us

Life in the House That Asperger Built

Super Single Mom and Her Side Kids

Little Bit of Everything

Yeah. Good Times

Love This Bloggin

Its a crazy world!

Savette Gazette

Now for the 10 things about me.

1. Was born in Edinburgh and moved all over Scotland as a child as my dad was a prison officer. Now live in England.

2.My favourite food is chocolate...ok, not the healthiest but deffinatley tastes good!!

3. I have 3 sisters and 2 brothers, life was never quiet in our house!

4. I am a hopeless romantic, and always cry at sad films.

5. My favourite band is Runrig, who play Scottish folk/rock music..amazing!!

6.People say I jump that high while watching horror films that I nearly hit the ceiling...I dont believe this for a minute!

7.When I was 5 I got into big trouble for cutting off the hair of a doll my mum had had for years..and then attempting to cut its head, I was not a scary dad had made me hospital beds for my dolls and I was saving its life by performing brain surgery.

8.Seven years ago I completed the Rob Roy Way, a walk accross Scotland..and loved it...96 miles in 6 days, carrying my rucksack and tent..dont think my knees would cope now.

9.I LOVE my jeans...and near enough live in mum used to make me wear skirts a lot so bought jeans with my first ever pay packet.

10.I was in love with Donny Osmond when I was about 11..but shhhhh, please dont tell anyone, thats a secret.

Thursday, 14 April 2011

The Adventurer Returns ( Pt 1)

This last few days I have been one of those dreaded "paranoid" mothers, not something I enjoy being but on occasion I can be seen biting my nails, checking my phone every few minutes (under the pretext of checking Twitter of course) and just generally being anxious. The cause of this? C was away on his first ever school trip to France for a few days. All sorts of thoughts were going through my head..was he eating ok? (only about 10 foods he will eat), was he washing? (something I still have to nag him to do), was he changing his clothes?(he would live and sleep in same outfit for days if I let him) etc etc and most of all, of course, was he having a good time?

Well last night arrived, he was due home at 10pm and I had made sure he took his mobile, with strict instructions to text or ring me and let me know if the coach was running on time, so that I would be there to meet him at correct time. I had sent him a text every day he was away ( no reply of course) and it had been delivered...but oh no..NOT yesterday!! The one day I needed him to have it on, it was turned off! As a result, I turned from a paranoid mother into a total nervous wreck, stressed out and losing it kind of mother. This is no lie, just ask the poor people on Twitter who had the misfortune to be talking to me at the know who you are and you have my utmost apologies, you will be glad to know that normal service has since been resumed! I texted the mobile number that I had been given by the school for when they were away, explaining about his phone being off and asking them to let me know if coach would still be arriving at 10pm. This was at 6.30pm, and was told it would be late and they would text me later. No mention of why it was late, how late etc. Well time went on and by 11pm with still no text I was all set to go to the school to see if any other parents were there..I rang the phone (ok, maybe the paranoia was getting a bit extreme) and no now had the thoughts of "What if they forget to text and he is waiting on me?", "What if there has been an accident and they didnt want me to worry?" get the coat on, dragging his step dad out the door behind me, with him saying "what on earth are you worrying about, they said they would ring?" (please note OH, this does not help when I am ready to have a nervous breakdown!), got to the car and there was a strange buzzing noise from my bag..yep, you guessed it, the school had just texted to say they would be back at 12.30am. So back into the house we went with OH telling me "I told you so, you never listen" (please note OH, this did not help either and if I hadn't been relying on you to take me to the school you would have made a fast exit out the front door with a heavy boot up your backside!)

At 12.30am, we arrived at the school, to find it eerily quiet, we were the only car there, so had a feeling the other parents knew something we didnt..guess their little darlings all had their mobile phones switched on and had told them they would be even later..lucky them! It wasn't till just after 1am that other cars started to arrive..and at last at 1.30am we saw the coach coming down the road.

Us parents gathered round, waiting for the doors to open, looking out for our little angels to welcome them home (actually, it was more like so they could grab them, and rush home so they could finally go to bed). The doors opened and some very tired, slightly stressed teachers appeared,closely followed by the 40 kids. C got off the bus and I went up to say great to see you, but got cut short by "Cant talk, need to get my case", this obtained we got in the car and as we drove home I enquired why they were late and if he had had a good time.

He said the coach broke down and they missed the ferry, so had to get a later one. He seemed to have coped better than I thought with this but from what he said he was not overly impressed with the teachers suggestion of playing bingo while they sat for 2 hours waiting on the coach being repaired. He also told us "Do you know the driver had to pay £750 of his own money to fix the coach?" When I said I couldnt see the coach company expecting their drivers to pay for repairs out of their own money he was very insistant saying the driver told them they were lucky he had savings or they would not have got home. Think it was another case of someone making a joke and C taking it literally..but you never know I could be wrong.

We arrived home, and made him some toast, he said he hadnt had anything since lunchtime. I asked him if they had not stopped at a service station on way home and got told "Yes, but you should have seen the queue way was I waiting in that so put my food on the floor and walked out". If anyone from the above service station is reading this, I do apologise on his behalf, he does not do "waiting" very well, but will advise him to put food back on shelf next time.

I asked him a few things about what he had done when he was away to get asked "Why do you want to freak me out?" decided to leave it for the morning. 

Lets just say I am so proud of how he coped with the trip and especially the late return. Glad you had a good time C xxx

Watch out for part 2. Paris and Disneyland through the eyes of C.