A colourful life

Monday, 28 November 2022

November ...ing




No rest of the wicked I am afraid. I am hurtling through the busiest two weeks of my winter term at breakneck speed and the thought of if makes me feel weak but I have managed to get to the end of the first day without major hiccups. Physically, I am feeling better than last week but I still have a sore throat and a fluffy head. 

Celebrating Sam's 22nd birthday. We enjoyed a meal out at Mother India, an all time favourite with a small menu that makes it easier for the indecisive (fussy) eater (me) to choose. I chose a vegetable thali, which was delicious. There is enough left to have at least one more lunch.

Cheering James on from a distance. He was running at the British Athletics Cross Challenge in Liverpool, together with 31 running club friends (and six coaches). I had no idea it was a proper big sporting event... but thought of it of some friendly race down in England. I am extremely proud of James for putting himself out there even though he was at the bottom of his category.

Having my nails done with Annie. This was only the second time in my life that I had my nails done in a salon and it was obvious. I didn't have clue. All those decisions to make. Acrylic? Gel? Shape? Length? Colour? Matt? Shiny? With art? French? Eh?? I ended up with (my own) very short, rounded elephant grey nails, which I am told are going to last two to three weeks. I didn't quite have the guts for black (which I liked on a friend). For good measure I also had booked to have my toenails done. I felt self conscious about my hairy big toes and waxed them beforehand. Painful. 

Feeling sorry for Jack. He doesn't understand why he can't go out chasing squirrels and explore the woods. He has recovered well from his tooth extraction but has another 4 weeks of prescribed rest for his leg injury. 

Knitting socks. I finished a silky smooth pair for myself and have now started on a gift pair. 

Listening to "The Ghost Woods" by C.J. Cooke and "Forever Home" by Graham Norton. I loved both.

Looking forward to my trip to Malawi in January, now that flights and accommodation have been booked. 

Pulling my hair out because there are currently 13 single socks. This is after raiding the boys wardrobes and making them crawl under the bed and behind sofas to find potential missing socks. I don''t miss a single sock myself, nor does Richard. Maybe the teenagers eat them. They are always so hungry, I wouldn't be surprised at all. 

Buying not one, not two but three pairs of new glasses in November. Eye care is an expensive business!

Watching birds when I should be working. 

Finally returning to book group. I missed three meetings due to travel and work commitments. I ate too many crisps and drank too much white wine. We also talked about the book - "Hex" by Jenny Fagan, which I didn't like. I loved Jenny Fagan's previous books so felt a bit disappointed. It was also very short and I am most definitely a fan of epic tales.

Not even mentioning cooking... I am utterly uninspired in the kitchen and I don't really know what I want to eat. The boys eat so much random food throughout the day that they also don't know what they want for dinner, which doesn't help. I might need to return to menu planning and just cook what is on the list. 

But looking after my Christmas cake diligently. It is due a drizzle of Calvados tomorrow. 

And that's it all. Thank you for visiting. One of these days I will have time to visit your own blogs AND write a comment. I am trying, I really am.