Bright light, bright light!!

Lemon_Tree

orange is the only way to go NL, hope you find some and your shopping trip

Knitting_Nora

Lemon_Tree wrote: »

you've got chocolate and you didn't offer it around??? you saw my need yesterday and you didn't offer *goes away to cry in the corner*

*splutters* but you've actually got chocolate in the house already!! I've posted up a hint to get people over to yours for box opening duties...plus, I didn't know the choccie on the side was general access until late in the afternoon (you never know with mums...), and...um...

Northern_Lassy wrote: »

Morning gang :wave:

...morning! *phew*

The Northerners are off for a classy shopping trip to Blackpool today...it has a four storey Primarni don't ya know
As there is so much love for the hat, I might add some extra balls of stripey wool to my shopping list so I can make one for all of us

List is as follows...
1 tube of industrial strength superglue
1 magic marker (orange)...(yes I'm afraid so!!!)

Have a happy day everybody :beer:

For we are MSE-ers, and shall be known by our stripey wobbly bobbly hats!

Northern_Lassy

I nearly managed to have an NSD but had to buy some glue and a pen and some Lambrini ... epic fail again!
:beer:

Lemon_Tree

how about you pass that expenditure down to Nora, as it was her suggestion.though i don't remember the Lambrini on her list lol

Knitting_Nora

Lemon_Tree wrote: »

how about you pass that expenditure down to Nora, as it was her suggestion.though i don't remember the Lambrini on her list lol

What? Who? Where?? *suspects she's getting shafted*

Can't the kid pay for the glue and the magic marker? Don't you still have pits and stuff in the north that she can work in?? Excellent way to teach her about finances...;)

Northern_Lassy

Knitting_Nora wrote: »

What? Who? Where?? *suspects she's getting shafted*

Can't the kid pay for the glue and the magic marker? Don't you still have pits and stuff in the north that she can work in?? Excellent way to teach her about finances...;)

Hehe, nice plan...sadly no pits in Lancaster...Teenager is quite skinny tho, so could possibly be shoved up a few chimneys :D:D

Knitting_Nora

Northern_Lassy wrote: »

Hehe, nice plan...sadly no pits in Lancaster...Teenager is quite skinny tho, so could possibly be shoved up a few chimneys :D:D

Oooo, lateral thinking (or is it vertical thinking all things considered??)...you are an MSE Jedi *bows down in awe*

To the chimneys dear readers - we have money to earn, and hats to glue on heads!! :rotfl:

Knitting_Nora

I'm a real dweller. Have I told you this? I reign supreme in the festering stakes, and if there's insult to be taken - you can assume I've walked off it with before you've even noticed me in the room....

Since moving back 'home' to where I grew up, I've been festering - and sulking, and dwelling. I've wandered down memory lane (ahhh, the playground where I launched my first swear word into the air one playtime; the school where I had my first kiss, etc.), and I've caught up with friends and family.

....and I realised this evening, that I adore them all. The places, the people, the feel of the town, the awful drivers and annoying school kids, the sound of the cars driving past the window - even the sirens and trains in the distance.... but I know now, that I'm not one of them, and I won't settle back here ever again...

Before you reach for the 'feel you up' hug smiley (seriously, just how dodgy is that one?!), this is a huge step for me and it's wonderful. It's honestly never occurred to me that it's possible to love and cherish those around you, but not necessarily want to live in their pocket, shadow or image.

I'm off to a wedding later this year - by which time I expect to have been made redundant, and overnight, had been traumatising myself about having to explain to people that I was out of work. Except, it occurred to me in the midst of my self-inflicted flap, that I shall be the owner of an on-line craft business! Immediately I was rendered a speechless and grinning fool, and sleep came pretty fast on the wings of that epiphany.

In retelling the tale to my mother, she mentioned in passing that she felt it was a silly thing to worry about, and "pretentious" to class oneself as setting up or owning an online business (oh, and she doesn't like the name - "it doesn't tell you what the shop sells, dear"). Well, I can tell you I was well and truly hurt.

And I festered. I festered for the rest of the day, over night, and even into today..."pretentious"!! This, so soon after she'd accused me of being "hoity toity" with the horrid BT man?! And then there was the time she promised me a guineapig and - 27 years later - tbh, I'm not entirely sure she's going to keep that one...and did I tell you about the time she...well, you see what I mean about the insults and festering!

Except this evening, it occurred to me that what I'm doing, and on a more basic level, who I am, simply confounds her. She loves both her children and wants to see them well, healthy and happy - and truly doesn't care what they do to reach that point. I am lucky to have such a wonderful parent (Dad's bloomin' lovely too...but in a different way, and I digress). But the person I have grown to be isn't one whose motivation she understands...and I wonder how that must feel from her point of view?

Obviously, I'm not planning on asking - that would seem far too much like good communication (!). But I've already put some pennies aside for a nice bunch of flowers, and have plans for a big 'thank you' hug first thing in the morning, because though I clearly baffle the hell out of her, she is there for me every day with love, support and yes, even the odd opinion or [STRIKE]two[/STRIKE] fifteen. Like it or not, everything I am is a testament to her ongoing skills as a mother...

....so basically I'm her fault....

:rotfl:

ZTD

Knitting_Nora wrote: »

I'm a real dweller. Have I told you this? I reign supreme in the festering stakes, and if there's insult to be taken - you can assume I've walked off it with before you've even noticed me in the room....

Since moving back 'home' to where I grew up, I've been festering - and sulking, and dwelling. I've wandered down memory lane (ahhh, the playground where I launched my first swear word into the air one playtime; the school where I had my first kiss, etc.),

Etc? :eek:

Knitting_Nora wrote: »

and I've caught up with friends and family.

....and I realised this evening, that I adore them all. The places, the people, the feel of the town, the awful drivers and annoying school kids, the sound of the cars driving past the window - even the sirens and trains in the distance.... but I know now, that I'm not one of them, and I won't settle back here ever again...

Before you reach for the 'feel you up' hug smiley (seriously, just how dodgy is that one?!),

Is it a problem? :grouphug:

What about this one?

Knitting_Nora wrote: »

this is a huge step for me and it's wonderful. It's honestly never occurred to me that it's possible to love and cherish those around you, but not necessarily want to live in their pocket, shadow or image.

I'm off to a wedding later this year - by which time I expect to have been made redundant, and overnight, had been traumatising myself about having to explain to people that I was out of work. Except, it occurred to me in the midst of my self-inflicted flap, that I shall be the owner of an on-line craft business! Immediately I was rendered a speechless and grinning fool, and sleep came pretty fast on the wings of that epiphany.

In retelling the tale to my mother, she mentioned in passing that she felt it was a silly thing to worry about, and "pretentious" to class oneself as setting up or owning an online business (oh, and she doesn't like the name - "it doesn't tell you what the shop sells, dear").

So what do "Virgin" sell then?

Knitting_Nora wrote: »

Well, I can tell you I was well and truly hurt.

And I festered. I festered for the rest of the day, over night, and even into today..."pretentious"!! This, so soon after she'd accused me of being "hoity toity" with the horrid BT man?!

She should be glad that at least another swear word wasn't launched into the air above the phone...

Knitting_Nora wrote: »

And then there was the time she promised me a guineapig and - 27 years later - tbh, I'm not entirely sure she's going to keep that one...

You didn't really pay much attention to that Sunday's lunch - did you?

Knitting_Nora wrote: »

and did I tell you about the time she...well, you see what I mean about the insults and festering!

Except this evening, it occurred to me that what I'm doing, and on a more basic level, who I am, simply confounds her. She loves both her children and wants to see them well, healthy and happy - and truly doesn't care what they do to reach that point. I am lucky to have such a wonderful parent (Dad's bloomin' lovely too...but in a different way, and I digress). But the person I have grown to be isn't one whose motivation she understands...and I wonder how that must feel from her point of view?

Obviously, I'm not planning on asking - that would seem far too much like good communication (!).

You don't want that... :eek:

Knitting_Nora wrote: »

But I've already put some pennies aside for a nice bunch of flowers, and have plans for a big 'thank you' hug first thing in the morning, because though I clearly baffle the hell out of her, she is there for me every day with love, support and yes, even the odd opinion or [STRIKE]two[/STRIKE] fifteen. Like it or not, everything I am is a testament to her ongoing skills as a mother...

....so basically I'm her fault....

:rotfl:

She'll love you saying that... :rotfl:

Knitting_Nora

ZTD wrote: »

Etc? :eek:

*sigh* well, it's also the school where I experienced my first heartbreak, my first classroom walkout, my first illicit chocolate milkshake in the loos while skipping art class...oh, the list goes on...

Is it a problem? :grouphug:

Well, it's not what you'd do to the Pope, now is it?!!

What about this one?

Much better.

So what do "Virgin" sell then?

Oooo, that's a good one....I did thinking of going for Tesco or Marks and Spencers, but it didn't seem worth an argument.

You didn't really pay much attention to that Sunday's lunch - did you?

:eek::eek:Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!! :eek::eek: