tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336661472024-03-14T07:52:00.223+00:00Anna's GirlsAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.comBlogger494125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-68283168431433269632013-01-01T17:16:00.001+00:002013-01-01T17:16:42.806+00:00Happy New Year!A brief post as we are in Pwllheli north Wales for new year with friends. Happy new year and here's to a successful and healthy 2013!<br />
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Sophie and I went back to her first choice secondary school today for a tour during the school day. We are probably not going to get a place in the first round, so will have to go to appeal, but I am resigned to this fact and so will be ready. I need to gather reports from a variety of agencies supporting Sophie's application. In theory it should go through, but it is always a worry. If only it was more straightforward, but there's nothing we can do, except move house closer to the school, which is not something I am either willing or able to do. This is our home, I can't see us leaving in the foreseeable future. So Sophie and I will be keeping everything crossed. We might drop lucky, but if not, the appeal is there for us to prove how important what this school offers is to Sophie.<br />
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In other news, we spent the weekend at Center Parcs with Sarah and Gem, the girls' cousins. What a great weekend we had, cycling, swimming, walking, and Alex and I did archery too. We always enjoy our weekends there, in fact we are going again in a fortnight with some friends. Usually we go with the Way Foundation, but this year it clashes with my weekend away scrapbooking. Sophie and I will go for the day on Monday to see everyone, while Alex heads to Hadrian's Wall with my parents.</div>
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Tomorrow, at the ripe old age of 37, I start speech therapy. I've been struggling with losing my voice for about 6 months now, and after ruling out anything too nasty, I discovered I have vocal cord nodules. My voice careers between normal and super husky, then back again. I have had to stop singing in my choir as I just can't. Speech therapy is the first step, and if that doesn't help, then surgery will be the next step. It was suggested that I tried to speak as little as possible, but as a teacher that isn't really going to happen is it!</div>
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Where would I be now without that advice? Well, I probably wouldn't be living here. It is everyone's dream to be mortgage free, and I have often shocked people who discuss this by commenting on the lines of killing off my husband to become debt free. There have been sharp intakes of breath through teeth on several occasions until people realise how dark my sense of humour is around death, and then they cautiously laugh with me. But the reality is that having no mortgage is actually only the beginning of financial security after the loss of a husband, wife, partner and so on. As I am sure you aware, day to day expenses, living costs and so on are considerable now. Without the extra insurance, which Nigel and I had never heard of before, I would definitely have had to sell this house and move to somewhere cheaper and smaller. Not a real hardship, but this is our home. Nigel and I chose this when it was being built, we moved here when I was 11 weeks pregnant with Sophie, and we grew our little family here together. To move out would break my heart at this point in life, so I am very glad that we can stay thanks to Andy's advice.<br />
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I remember thinking years ago when we bought this house that life insurance was such an expense, would we really need it? Of course the mortgage lender insisted on it, so we got it. Thank goodness! It is so easy to think that it will never happen to you. I thought that, and look, it happened to me. There is not a day that goes by when I don't think about Nigel. My grief seems to have been quite raw again lately, I have shed many a tear. Partly because I miss him, and partly because I am going through choosing a secondary school for our eldest daughter, Sophie. Nigel and I chose her primary school together, and he was so excited about taking her for her first day. Sadly he never made it to her first day, he died less than a month before. Still chokes me to think that he never saw that, or when Alex started too. We have two more open evenings to go to, and then we decide in what order to rank the schools. The chances are we won't get our first choice, so I am already planning the appeal which will be submitted. I'd love to be able to send both girls to independent school, like my parents did for me when I was 11, but I just can't afford it. If anyone has a spare £150K that they'd like to give me to cover school fees until the end of secondary school, please let me know!<br />
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Anyway, enough for now. Sleep is in order, work tomorrow. I am loving where I am now, my class are great, I have fantastic colleagues, and life in that sense is good. The only negative is a sickness bug which is working its way through school, last count 57 out of 400 pupils had gone down with it, plus 5 members of staff. Yuck. Please let it pass me by!<br />
<a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=33666147"><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-16347715793277445862012-07-03T20:50:00.003+00:002012-07-03T20:50:58.732+00:00Getting over it...I've posted about this before, but I thought I'd revisit this old chestnut of a saying. I have lost count of the number of times I've been asked if I've got over Nigel's death. I've reached the point in the journey that is widowhood that means I can just take such comments on the chin and get on with it. In the past I have smiled when someone has said it and muttered in my head about it, and then had a weep later.<br />
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I can honestly say, it is NEVER about getting over it. More about getting on with it. Life is nothing like I planned it, well, there are some aspects which are but not many. I fancied getting married in the year 2000, and managed that, marrying Nigel on July 29th that year. We had a fabulous wedding day, just how I dreamed it would be apart from the rain. But then we are in England, so the weather can never be guaranteed, now can it!<br />
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I also had it in my head that I wanted to have had my children by the time I was thirty. Married at the age of 24, to a man 10 years my senior, I knew that I wanted to have a family with Nigel as soon as possible. I still can't quite believe that we were so lucky to have both girls with relative ease. My pregnancy with Sophie went smoothly, with her birth being quite traumatic. She was a poorly baby, spending her first 24 hours in special care, and then having treatment for rhesus disease back on the ward in a side room with me. Alex's pregnancy was difficult, and she too was poorly initially, but soon was well enough for us to go home a week after her birth.<br />
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At this point, I was 28 and thought everything was panning out nicely. When Alex was 5 months old, we took her to Portugal for her first holiday abroad, just as we had done when Sophie was 5 months old too. Whilst on this holiday, we bought into our timeshare, bagging our family a lovely holiday every summer for the foreseeable future.<br />
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Fast forward to August 10th 2006, and there I was, 30 years old, mother to a four year old and a two year old, and in an instant I was a widow not a wife. I really can remember that moment when the paramedics told me Nigel had died like it was yesterday. I didn't speak Portuguese, but still I knew exactly what they were telling me.<br />
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Since then, I've tried to take things as they come. There have been massive challenges, highs, lows, good times, situations I could never have imagined even in my worst nightmares. I have clawed my way out of the deepest darkest places, and got on with living my life with my two girls. I am getting on with it, ignoring those people who thought I could never manage on my own instead of part of a two parent home. I know from my own experience as a teacher that my girls are considered 'at risk' because I am a lone parent who has gone through considerable trauma.<br />
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Here's my beautiful eldest daughter. She was only 4 when Nigel died. Now she is ten, and I am filled with pride at how she has grown up into such an amazing young lady. Scary times ahead, as she will be moving from the safety and comfortable environment of her primary school into the big wide world that is secondary school in September 2013. Together we will decide which school to apply for after the summer holidays. When I was last time choosing schools, I did it with Nigel, and we definitely made the right decision when choosing primary schools. I am sure Sophie would have been fine wherever we chose, but the school she has been at since September 2006 has definitely been good for her.</div>
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Alex was only 2 when Nigel died. Her memories of her daddy are limited, and there have been times when she has struggled immensely with that. Her grasp of numbers meant that she suffered a painful realisation that Sophie had 4 years with Nigel, whereas she only had two. It broke my heart to hear her sob when she worked that out for herself. How do you explain to a child that their daddy loved them just as much, but because they were the younger one he only knew them for half the time? At that time, Alex was suffering with painful ear problems, and it was not until after Nigel died that she got the surgery she needed, and turned from a night time screeching banshee into the gorgeous girl she is now. Like Sophie, she has blossomed too. I wish her daddy could see her now.</div>
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Where are we now? We are getting ON with life, a family of three. Happy, most of the time. Still feel sorrow that Nigel is not here, but it is not all consuming like it used to be. We will never get OVER it. I think we're doing a pretty good job of it. Not perfect, but then, what is perfect? Can anyone ever achieve that? Some people think they can, and so look down on those of us who are further from it than they think they are. I muddle on through, and the muddle is pretty impressive at the moment. Roll on 20th July, when school is out for summer. My full time contract ends, and I go on to 2.5 days a week from September 1st. So many parents dread the summer holidays, but for us it means actually having time to spend as a family. And that is GOOD.</div>
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Once again life is rushing along. It seems like a never ending treadmill again lately, I quite fancy jumping off sometimes, but alas that isn't an option! The photograph above is from the Women's conference at my church, Cherish, and it is a reminder to all women that they are beautiful, no matter what they are going through in their lives. I took my lovely friend Liz along on Monday evening, she is a friend through scouting, and it was great to bring her to my church for the first time. The conference has been fantastic, already it is as if the preaching is aimed directly at what is going on for me lately. I know it isn't, not personally, but it fits so well with the various things that have been happening.<br />
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In other news, I have a new job, in year 4 at a school not far from here. It is in a different education authority to Leeds, so it has been interesting adjusting to the differences. I would never have realised just how different things could be, but they are! I am enjoying being there very much. Last week we had a Diamond Jubilee themed week, and we did lots of different activities around the Queen's 60 years on the throne. My class, along with one of the year 5 classes, decorated almost 700 buns to sell to the rest of the school. It is the biggest school I have worked in yet, over 400 pupils, so the buns were all eagerly snapped up in no time at all.</div>
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I have also been spending more time with some fabulous friends I met through WAY (Widowed and Young). This is me with Christine, I went over to our mutual friend Thelma's for the weekend just gone, and as it was Christine's birthday on Friday I baked her this cake. It was delicious, and looks good, even though it was surprisingly simple to make. Next weekend we are off to Manchester to hear Coldplay. I love their music, so it will be great to hear them live. Their song, 'Fix You', always brings on an emotional reaction, here's hoping all the WAY members I am going with manage to get through it without falling apart completely.<br />
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And finally, it is almost scarecrow festival time again here in the village. At beavers last week we made these two ready for our entry. Last year we won but I don't think we will again. Our scarecrows are always excellent, but it there are always so many great ones. The festival is on Sunday 24th June here in Gildersome, worth checking out if you are local.<br />
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In that time, I was doing my level best to get Nigel's heart going again. What if he'd been able to have the treatment Muamba had? What if he'd collapsed in the UK, would he have made it to hospital sooner and so come through this? What if the Portuguese ambulance had arrived more quickly?</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>This could go on and on, and on. Speculating about what might have happened is no use now. It is impossible to change the past, and there is no point regretting how things panned out. I did everything I could to keep Nigel alive, but I couldn't save him. The new Vinnie Jones advert for the BHF is helpful for anyone faced with doing CPR, but it upsets me every time I see it. Reminds me of how the life we had planned vanished in an instant.</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" />Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-47652123373360978232012-03-11T22:58:00.004+00:002012-03-11T23:40:01.992+00:00Our Egyptian Odyssey<div>We finally made it to Egypt this year, after having to cancel last year because I'd been so ill. The girls were very excited to be visiting a new country, and also a new continent as we'd not been to Africa before.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFnEIoxTBFk/T10wE1CFVhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/NCmKIY1ol_Q/s1600/IMG_2160.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFnEIoxTBFk/T10wE1CFVhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/NCmKIY1ol_Q/s400/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5718779961343825426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sophie about to snorkel in the Red Sea</div><div><br /></div><div>The holiday was arranged with a group of friends I made through the Way Foundation. All of us had been widowed under the age of 50. I love going away with this group of friends, we all get along so well, and it does all the kids good to see that they are not alone in growing up without one of their parents. But equally, I find it quite emotional to be with this group of friends, as we would never have met if our husbands and wives were still with us. It reminds me how much of a gap has been left, whilst also showing how the three of us function so well as a family unit. I doubt myself as a parent far too often, as I have to make the decisions for two of us, carry out the role of two people. I have plenty of family and friends around me ready to discuss things with me, but it is not quite the same as discussing it with Nigel, is it? Still, we make the best of it.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nGiMYShOqY/T10vY3hzgfI/AAAAAAAAAko/69DIF7pStkI/s1600/IMG_2118.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nGiMYShOqY/T10vY3hzgfI/AAAAAAAAAko/69DIF7pStkI/s400/IMG_2118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5718779206099501554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Alex on the beach at Makadi Bay</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The week was spent mostly in swimsuits, with warmth from the wind provided by the royal blue WAY foundation hoodies seen in two of the photographs. It was not as warm as in previous years, or so I am told, yet we still managed to thoroughly enjoy ourselves. I drank lots of cocktails, the favourite amongst our group being a sunrise. We ate food from all around the world in the restaurants at the hotel, the Bedouin being the tastiest meal of the week.</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5S4K1jroosI/T10uhbFiujI/AAAAAAAAAkc/m_NTHAr7U1I/s1600/IMG_2065.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5S4K1jroosI/T10uhbFiujI/AAAAAAAAAkc/m_NTHAr7U1I/s400/IMG_2065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5718778253571963442" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">Me wrapped up ready to head out into the desert on a quad bike</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I went out on an excursion which was riding a quad bike into the desert, riding a camel and then riding the quad back again. It was fantastic. We laughed so much, and shook every bone in our bodies going over the hard packed, ridged sand. As soon as we got back from the excursion, we headed straight for the pool to cool off, and started on the cocktails. My oh my, what a mistake. Well, not a mistake really, as it was enjoyable, but I've not been as drunk as that in a VERY long time! I ended up asleep on my bed at 5pm, not good! The girls just took themselves off to another room to watch a DVD in the end. Bad, bad mother. Hey ho!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Coming back from holidays always leaves me feeling a bit blue. This time, however, there was no time to, as both girls were having ENT surgery the Friday after we came home. Alex had T tubes fitted. These are like longer lasting grommets (ear tubes for my US readers) because her ear drum had healed after her last set of grommets in 2009, allowing the glue ear to return. Her ENT consultant had hoped she would grow out of it, but she has not reached that point yet, so he suggested she have the T tubes. She did need them, as her hearing was depleted again. It was even affected to the point that her learning was suffering in school. Any slight background noise left her unable to hear what her teacher was saying, and the T tubes have rectified this.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sophie had her tonsils removed, as she has been really quite ill with chronic tonsillitis for too long. She coped very well with the surgery, although she did need to be given codeine as well as paracetamol and ibuprofen. Two weeks on and she is almost fully recovered. Her throat is a bit sore when she eats from time to time, but she knows this will pass. We are a tonsil free house now, so I'm hoping it means better health for all of us.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And finally, in other news... I have a new job. A term long contract teaching a year 4 class not far from here. I've met them and they seem like a good set of kids. Paid until the end of August which is a total bonus! They are having whole class sessions on a Tuesday learning to play the French horn, that should be fun......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-77268149557251181342012-01-17T21:45:00.002+00:002012-01-17T22:05:56.068+00:00Decisions decisions decisions<a></a><div><a></a><a>One of the worst things about being a lone parent is having to make decisions about my lovely girls on my own. Nobody to talk things through with, yes I have family to talk to about things, but it is still all down to me. Nobody is quite enough, I would love to be able to talk it all through with Nigel but of course I can't. Sophie is in year 5 at school now, and so moves up to secondary school, or high school as it is known in West Yorkshire, in September 2013. I am already starting to think through the application which will have to be completed in September this year. Pros and cons for all the options, so I will have to do my research, go and visit, and talk things through with various people.</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>It is hard, this lone parenting lark. I'm not much enjoying the ride lately, but I know it is just the same old roller coaster ride. Some highs, some lows. The lows are proving tricky at the moment, it will pass, hopefully soon. Need to keep busy, lots to arrange, so wish me luck!</a></div><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" />Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-90038689983802481582011-11-01T11:39:00.004+00:002011-11-01T12:02:27.220+00:00I am still here, honest!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QNmBGS-3XY/Tq_cp4djrnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/icTgJCam27k/s1600/296757_10150348277297633_734342632_8567108_1335020327_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QNmBGS-3XY/Tq_cp4djrnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/icTgJCam27k/s400/296757_10150348277297633_734342632_8567108_1335020327_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669993067971849842" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a>Hello residents of blog land! Such a long time since I blogged, I've not been in the right place to blog lately but I am at home today with yet another kidney infection so I thought I would pop in and update.</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a>The biggest change this year has been that I've been working full time since February. I love having my own class, being part of school and all that, but working full time is no fun when coping as a lone parent too. My girls have suffered while I've been putting the hours in. Teaching full time does take up my whole life. I've been grumpy and shouty with the girls, and that's not good. I finish my contract in just under 7 weeks' time, and then I am going back to supply teaching. It is the better option for the girls and for me, as I have much more time for them.</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a>This year has been an interesting one. At the end of January, I spent 3 days in hospital, having been rushed in with suspected appendicitis. Fortunately it was just a severe kidney and bladder infection, but it has left me with recurrent infections every few weeks. Because of this, we had to cancel our planned trip to Egypt at February half term, which was disappointing, but had to be done. We are booked to go next February so we will experience all that is Egypt next time instead.</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a>Work plodded on until the Easter holidays, and we spent some time in Scotland with my parents. It was gorgeous in early April, and we came home all sunburnt! The next half term was stressful as my class was year 6 and so they were taking their KS2 SATs tests. Once that was out of the way, we moved on to preparing for the end of year production, which was Beauty and the Beast. In the middle of all that, the girls and I had a week in Portugal with our friend Avril, and then I spent a week at Ingleborough Hall with my class for their residential visit. The end of term was a total whirlwind, so I was glad when the holidays arrived!</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a>We rushed around doing this and that over the summer, spending a week in Majorca with my family in a beautiful villa. Then before we knew it, we were back to school. Usual stuff going on, workload getting heavier and heavier. I love teaching but I don't love the paperwork that goes with it! </a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a>So now I am on countdown to the end of term. Lots to do, both with work and at home. I've joined a choir, the Rodillian Singers, and I am loving being a part of a musical group again. I have various plans for 2012 so I am very excited for how things will move along. I have had the usual roller coaster of ups and downs with how I have been feeling, lately has been a bit of a downer but I think that seems to be my pattern. My mood usually dips around now, so I need to find a way to help lift it in these darker months.</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a>Keep checking back, I will be sharing various crafty loveliness soon I promise!</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a><br /></a></div></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IUcAbmuf05s/Tq_cXEOXx-I/AAAAAAAAAis/A6liiAOPaZs/s1600/296757_10150348277297633_734342632_8567108_1335020327_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a></a><div><a></a><br /></div><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" />Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-78584119901615368412011-01-23T22:47:00.000+00:002011-01-23T22:47:30.887+00:00Aviva Life Insurance TV Advert<iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eN8h-1KCOe0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br />Have you seen it? First time I did, I wailed. Well, not quite wailed, but I did have a good cry about the sentiment expressed in the advert. It is about a family where the dad, played by Paul Whitehouse, has died leaving behind his wife and two children. They are packing to go on holiday, and initially you think all four of them are going, but then it becomes clear that the dad has died. The daughter says, "It won't be the same without dad.'<div><br /></div><div>The point of the advert is to encourage people to take out life insurance so as to offer their families financial security should the worst happen. Since Nigel died, I have discovered that there are an awful lot of people out there who have either no cover or very little cover. I can't stress enough how important it is to have cover, even though so many people think that it will never happen to them. I used to think that, but look, it happened to us so it could happen to you. Fortunately we had taken good financial advice from Andy Tams at <a href="http://www.ifatotalsolutions.co.uk/">Total Solutions</a>. If you're in the Leeds, West Yorkshire area and have never seen a financial adviser, then I can recommend this firm completely.</div><div><br /></div><div>I can still remember the phone conversation I had with Andy, a few hours after Nigel died. I rang him from Portugal at around 9am, Nigel had passed away just before 3am so it wasn't long after. I could hear his jaw hit the floor from all those miles away. It was probably the absolute last thing he would have expected to hear in a phone call from me that morning, but as soon as I had finished talking, he put everything into action so that some things were well on the way to being sorted by the time I arrived back in the UK the following Sunday evening.</div><div><br /></div><div>It is so important to be insured. Even a low level of cover is better than nothing!</div><div><br /></div><div>So I had a weep, it doesn't happen as often any more. I still miss Nigel every day, just not in a way that makes me quite so sad now. I'd love him to see how the girls are growing up more and more every day, but hey ho, such is life.<br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-12607892115833142972010-12-12T23:14:00.002+00:002010-12-12T23:45:53.474+00:00A Christmas Kiss!<a>Once again I seem to have neglected my blogging. If truth be told, I have not felt so great for the last month or so, and blogging has not been top of my priorities I'm afraid.</a><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>Today was just such a great day, I felt compelled to come and post about it. In July 2008 I decided to take the girls along to a new church. For various reasons, the church we had been attending was not where I saw us in the long term, so I took the plunge and we went along to the Abundant Life Church in Bradford. ALC is unlike any church I had been to before, it is very modern, welcomes all, and has an enormous Sunday school, known as Kids' Church at ALC. The girls were welcomed into Kids' Church with open arms, and before I knew it, I had been roped in to help with various things, as well as be involved in the Christmas performance of Scrooge.</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>Since then, the girls and I have attended church on a pretty regular basis, and we have made some wonderful friends there. Every Christmas, I would watch in amazement as members of the church were honoured in a campaign called 'Christmas Kisses'. Never in a month of Sundays did I think I would be chosen. Well, this year, a lovely lady called Clare Hooper decided she would nominate me to receive a Christmas Kiss. The other members of the committee agreed, and so today would be my special day. I had no idea it was going to happen, in fact I had a busy day planned at church, which on reflection I can see was full of ruses to ensure I was in church to hear it all!</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>Charlotte Gambill, one of the pastors, started talking about the first person to receive a Christmas Kiss, and talked about how this person was a widow, bringing up two children after her husband had literally dropped dead whilst on holiday. Then she said my first name, and I realised it was me! She talked about how I had coped when Nigel died, and how I had decided to make the move to ALC. Then she talked about how I instantly dived in and got involved, which I definitely did!</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>Meanwhile, I sat and listened, amazed that this could be me, and steeled myself for going up on stage, something I was not looking forward to! Imagine how I felt when Charlotte then handed me a bag from Tiffany & Co! Church had decided to buy me some gifts which they felt Nigel would have given me had he been here (cue tears at this point, plus I'm welling up as I type this). Apparently inside the bag is a bracelet, engraved with 'loved' because church wanted me to know that I am truly loved, even when life is proving to be a real struggle for me. And it didn't end there! In January I am being treated to a spa weekend with my lovely friend Dawn. Gobsmacked doesn't even come close to how I was feeling at that point.</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>I decided I needed to thank everyone, so took the microphone from Charlotte and spoke to church. I'm not sure how many people were there, but I think it was at least 900 as it looked like a full house to me! I talked about how life had not been easy for me, but that ultimately the ups and downs make life what it is. Anyone who believes that everything in life will run smoothly is in for a shock. I remember listening to Paul Scanlon, our senior pastor, speak in October 2008, about how the journey of life is a rocky road, with some easy times and other much more difficult times where the road would seem almost impassable. I sat at the back of church and sobbed my way through that service, because the realisation had hit me that my life was progressing just how it was intended to progress. It wasn't a case of woe is me, the journey is tough so I'll give up, the tricky times just made me want to fight harder to carry on.</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>I've been on a rockier part of the journey of late, and am proud that I've come through it. Receiving my Christmas Kiss today has made me realise just how much lies ahead that I have to look forward to, even though Nigel isn't here to see it. I miss him every day still, that will never go away. I bite my tongue now when people say, almost crossly, that I should be over him by now. It is never going to be something I get over, more that I make the most of the life that I have without Nigel. I still find myself thinking about ringing him up to tell him something during the day, not so often now but it does still happen. The girls' nativity plays last week made me realise how proud he would be of our beautiful girls.</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>Being a widow is part of me, its not something that will go away. Now I just have to make sure I continue to grow into the person I want to be, not dwell on the past and the difficult times. There will still be times where I feel as if sadness is overwhelming, but that's ok. With the support of people at ALC, my family and so many wonderful friends, things are going to be A-OK. </a><div><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-45097317098112398132010-09-29T21:13:00.003+00:002010-09-29T21:32:15.766+00:00Triggers that pop up every now and again<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><div><div><a>It's a funny old world, that much I do know. Life is ticking along nicely in so many ways, and then all of a sudden, totally out of the blue, something pops up and reminds me of just how I felt when Nigel died.</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>I heard on a forum I use of a little girl in a friend's child's class. Her daddy died at the weekend, totally out of the blue. The little girl was in reception, so my heart learched, and I remembered how it was for Sophie, starting 'Big' school just a matter of weeks after her daddy died. This girl had already started, but still, hearing of what had happened made me think back to that time. It makes the memories seem raw all over again, albeit for a short time, but still raw and upsetting.</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a>Then I have a big decision to make about the future. So many things to think about, a decision I'd rather be making with Nigel, and I can't. I know that the decision I make will come good, I just can't decide which option to go for!</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><a>Anyway, here's a photograph of the girls on the first day of this school year. So grown up, I can't quite work out how time seems to be going so quickly! Sophie is in year 4 this year, and Alex has moved into year 2. I'm in new year groups too, working one day a week in nursery, and one day in year 1. All great so far! Long may it continue!</a></div><div><a><br /></a></div></span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/TKOvRIs41CI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QAQ-bt_EmwE/s400/CIMG0502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522450277014754338" /><br /><a></a><div>I haven't forgotten about crafting, honest! I just haven't taken any photographs of my projects lately, I will soon I promise!</div><div><a><br /></a></div><div><a><br /></a></div><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" />Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-78578872608171046922010-08-08T10:40:00.003+00:002010-08-08T10:47:34.376+00:00Enjoying the view from a beautiful meadow<a></a><div><a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; ">I was shown this a while ago, and I think it is a pretty good description of how I have felt over recent years. I must say I am now totally in the place to be admiring the beautiful meadow without worrying about what could happen, about possible pitfalls and so on. Life is short, enjoy today, worrying about what COULD happen is a huge waste of energy. I miss Nigel, I don't deny that, and I am sad that his life was cut short. He has missed our beautiful daughters growing up, and I have taken on the role of both parents which is a taxing role believe me! Despite all this, mostly our lives are full of happy times. No deep, dark, depressed days any more.</span></a></div><div><a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "><br /></span></a></div><div><a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; ">So read this, and think about how it could have an impact about how you feel about your life!</span></a></div><div><a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "><br /></span></a></div><div><a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; ">Imagine walking through a lovely meadow. The sun shining. Looking up at a beautiful sky. Bright blue, lots of fluffy white clouds drifting by. Butterflies fluttering amongst the buttercups and daisies. Your fingers brushing the tips of the long grass as you walk.....and then suddenly, you stumble.<br /><br />You manage to catch yourself after faltering for a bit. You dust yourself down, and keep on walking, admiring the beautiful surroundings. You stumble again, this time falling into a deep, unmarked pit. You keep falling and falling, grabbing out and flailing wildly to try and get a grip on something, anything. After what seems like forever, you stop your slide downwards and hit rock bottom. You are exhausted from your sudden and unexpected decent into darkness.<br /><br />Before you know where you are, and what has happened, you are at the bottom of a deep hole with no idea how you got there or how to get out. You can see a chink of light in the top, but its quite far away, and you cant trust that the chink of light is the only way out, but you claw towards it anyway, even though you are exhausted and bruised and battered from your fall.<br /><br />Its a lonely time in this hole. Only you and the darkness. You couldnt see anyone else even if they were there, because of the darkness and coldness of your environment. But once you realise where you are, you know you have to clamber out and,` if you are lucky, someone will pass by and offer a hand of help to pull you out.<br /><br />Despite being exhausted, and bruised and battered, you clamber you way to the top, and you finally make your way out of the hole. Yet you are still shocked and stunned by what happened. How could you miss such a big hole in front of you? Why couldnt you see it coming? How come no-one before you has fallen into this hole (you think) and not thought to block it up? Many people before you has managed to walk through the meadow without falling into this pit, why couldnt you have seen it coming, or prevented it, or just had a better journey?<br /><br />You are stood, standing in this beautiful meadow, but all you can think about is the dark hole that you have just fallen into and clambered out of, how sore and aching your body is, and how tired you are. The beauty around you means nothing for a while. But you are grateful to be out, and you realise you should appreciate the beautiful surroundings.<br /><br />You keep walking, but you find yourself no longer admiring the sky, the clouds, the butterflies, the flowers. You are busy looking at your feet. Concentrating hard, because, you dont want to fall into another pit, and waylaid by your aching bones and tired body.<br /><br />You lose sight of all the beautiful things around you because you are continuing your journey looking only down at the ground, on alert for danger. You dont appreciate the sky, the clouds, the flowers, the butterflies, because you are too scared of falling down another hole, you still have the bruises from the last fall.<br /><br />You are terrified that, if you take your eyes off terra firma for a moment, you could slip down that hole again and you wont find your way out so easily this time.<br /><br />It is a long, lonely journey, spent staring at the ground, before you trust your surroundings, and your instincts enough again to appreciate your journey, and realise its beauty. To wander through the meadow staring at the beautiful blue sky and fluffy white clouds.</span></a></div><div><a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "></span><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-32931917680829013192010-07-28T04:11:00.002+00:002010-07-28T04:15:42.383+00:00A big long gap again...<a>Apologies everyone for not posting! Life has been hectic, mad, fun, a bit sad sometimes, and full of new challenges. We are currently in the USA, the girls are at summer camp and I am on a bit of a road trip with some friends. Tomorrow I am heading to Amish Country, and I am staying in a beautiful traditional lodge, so that should be fantastically relaxing. </a><div><br /></div><div><a></a>On Thursday, 29th July, it would have been my tenth wedding anniversary. It will be a day tinged with sadness, wondering how life would have been if things hadn't changed that day, and also one to remember all the fantastic things we celebrated together that day in 2000.</div><div><br /></div><div>So please, raise a glass to Nigel and to me, still here, still battling on (lol) and remember that day with a smile, not tears.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will post all about our trip next week once we are home!</div><div><br /><div><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-50966077210430180072010-05-10T11:05:00.005+00:002010-05-10T11:25:46.918+00:00Kayaking time!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><a><div style="text-align: left;">On Saturday the girls tried something new- kayaking! Sophie's cub pack had been offered a session at Leeds Canoe Club, and I asked if Alex could join in too. Fortunately she could, so we headed down to the River Aire at Kirkstall on Saturday afternoon.</div></a></span></span></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S-fprH6yb3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Z-1NNogZ0fY/s1600/CIMG0106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S-fprH6yb3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Z-1NNogZ0fY/s400/CIMG0106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469597199534026610" /></a><div>I wasn't sure how the girls would feel about being out on the water for the first time in a kayak on their own, but they did fantastically well! One of the ladies from the canoe club was very impressed with how Alex did as she was 2 years younger than the cubs. Sophie looks like a seasoned pro in the photo above!!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S-fq7FRHevI/AAAAAAAAAgY/NYWSIDPjv50/s1600/CIMG0103.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S-fq7FRHevI/AAAAAAAAAgY/NYWSIDPjv50/s400/CIMG0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469598573211908850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S-fpqqVxOMI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hRsiCc8RWEo/s1600/CIMG0074.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S-fpqqVxOMI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hRsiCc8RWEo/s400/CIMG0074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469597191594129602" /></a><a><div><br /></div></a><div><a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S-fqSwWoByI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/MZsSDdaybdE/s400/CIMG0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469597880403101474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 400px; " /></span></div></a></span></div></div><div><br /></div><div>It was a fantastic afternoon, the girls loved it. Sophie was even brave enough at the end of the session to get out of her kayak when it was in a row of all the kayaks, and crawl across the kayaks and back round to her own boat! Her friend Bonnie did it too, in fact the girls were braver than most of the boys! They got a bit cold towards the end, so were very glad of a hot cup of tea when they came off the water.</div><div><br /></div><div>The girls will be canoeing in the US this summer so this was a great starting point. Sophie has done so many wonderful activities since she joined cubs, and did some great stuff with Beavers. It was a shame she had such a bad experience with Brownies, as I know there are loads of great Brownie packs out there, just not the one Sophie joined! I remember my brother doing much more exciting activities with his cub pack when I was a Brownie, so I was quite envious of what he got up to. I can definitely recommend cubs for girls if you can join a pack which is as good as 4th Morley (Gildersome)!</div><div><br /></div><div>More crafting tomorrow when I am planning on launching various Stampin Up promos, so watch this space! If you do want to order anything Stampin Up then drop me an email annajahead@yahoo.co.uk</div><div><br /></div><div>Until then, have a great day wherever you are!</div><div><br /></div><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-59102136010484255752010-04-28T08:49:00.002+00:002010-04-28T09:31:11.463+00:00More cards<div>On Saturday we went to my friend Avril's 60th Birthday lunch at Zachary's, a fabulous restaurant in Fulneck, Pudsey. We had a wonderful lunch, the girls got to choose exactly what they wanted to eat too which was great. Sophie is a big fan of roast dinners, so she went for roast sirloin of beef, yorkshire pudding and all the trimmings. She definitely enjoyed it as it barely seemed to touch the sides, then her plate was empty! Alex chose her favourite, spaghetti bolognese. If spag bol is on the menu, then the chances are Alex will choose it! When we are on holiday, quite often it appears on children's menus in restaurants, so she will usually choose it, and eat the lot.</div><div><br /></div><div>My gift to Avril for her birthday was all the invitations and place cards for her birthday lunch and then party afterwards at home, so when I made her card, I tied it in with that. It is a nice simple card, using pink passion and glorious green cardstock from SU, Avril's name is stamped in pink passion ink using the Big Deal Alpha once again. Then I added some stickles glitter to the centre of the flowers as bling is always good!! The ribbon is not SU but is a pretty close match I think. I punched the flowers using my beloved retro daisy punch, I have this in 3 different sizes and use it a lot. It isn't a shape made by SU as yet, but it shows how you can incorporate what craft stuff you've already got with the SU products. One of the reasons I held off signing up for so long was because I love to use other brands of products too, especially in my scrapbooking. But now I am getting much, much better at using SU stuff alongside what I've already got, to great effect.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9f3ZUAZ-dI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ePo78gTHvRE/s1600/IMG_1409.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9f3ZUAZ-dI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ePo78gTHvRE/s400/IMG_1409.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465108687076587986" /></a>My second card is a horse card made for a 21st birthday. I don't own anything horse related craft wise, so I had to resort to google images for this card. The cardstock I used is SU textured in creamy caramel, chocolate chip and close to cocoa. Well, I think I have got that right! I need to learn all the different names lol. The rosette is made using two circles punched out, then mounted on three scalloped circles layered together. The 'ribbon' is just cut from more card. The 21 is doodlebug stickers, which I had in my lettering box. I'm a bit of a fan of letter stickers and chipboard letters, so I have ordered the SU chipboard letters to try. Hopefully they will be here soon so I can have a play.<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9f3YmK4ITI/AAAAAAAAAfg/5CjCoBO0lMk/s1600/IMG_1414.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9f3YmK4ITI/AAAAAAAAAfg/5CjCoBO0lMk/s400/IMG_1414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465108674772476210" /></a>Long weekend this weekend, the girls have a training day on Friday, and then it is May Day on Monday. Lots of lovely things planned, including seeing Peppa Pig Live on Saturday!</div><div><br /></div><div>Have a great weekend, whatever you're doing!<br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-12855584941470787472010-04-22T20:54:00.003+00:002010-04-22T21:13:55.499+00:00<div>Made a card this afternoon for a very lovely young man who is becoming a teenager tomorrow. Elliot is simply gorgeous, he makes me smile whenever I see him, and says so many wonderful things which keep both me and his mum in stitches regularly!</div><div><br /></div><div>The card is made using a combination of Stampin' Up! supplies and other stash. The name is stamped using the Big Deal Alpha set, I love this alphabet, and have been using it on so many projects lately. It is stamped in Ballet Blue onto Whisper white cardstock. The name is then matted onto brilliant blue card, then onto a card blank which is from Craftwork Cards. The three strips of dotty papers are SU designer papers, I love them, so versatile and as they are double sided, even better value for money. The star is punched using a SU punch, one which I use on a lot of projects. The number stickers are Doodlebug I think, have had them a while! All in all, this card took me just over 10 minutes!</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9C3KPkL7SI/AAAAAAAAAe4/oXYlgDp_3KU/s400/IMG_1399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463067734605294882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px; " /></span></div><div>I raised the star up using dimensionals to create a bit more interest on the front. I like to do this on both cards and scrapbook pages, as everything stuck down flat can get a bit boring!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9C38zYlS3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/xypninaahrA/s1600/IMG_1401.JPG"><br /></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9C38Q0VRzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/_dER0wyNSE0/s1600/IMG_1400.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9C38Q0VRzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/_dER0wyNSE0/s400/IMG_1400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463068593934911282" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">This mini book is a new baby book which I was asked to make by my friend Jackie. Her brother and his fiancee were expecting their first baby, and had decided to call him Thomas Luke. They decorated Thomas's room using a Winnie the Pooh theme, and so Jackie asked me to make this book because she wanted something personal to them. It measures 8"x6" and each page is decorated slightly differently, ready for a 6x4 photograph to be stuck in. I just hope the new parents like it! Obviously this isn't made using SU products, other than the striped ribbon which is tied to the bind it all wires.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S9C38zYlS3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/xypninaahrA/s400/IMG_1401.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463068603213761394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px; " /></span></div></span></div></span><a><div>So, as you can see I've been fairly busy craft wise! As a result, tomorrow is housework day. I have a mountain of laundry to sort, so that should keep me amused. Then on Saturday we are off to a special meal to celebrate my friend Avril's 60th birthday. Sophie is also singing at the Morley Music Festival with her school choir in the morning, so a busy day! Hopefully I'll be back with more crafting soon.</div><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-74174147586078647642010-04-17T20:33:00.003+00:002010-04-17T20:55:36.453+00:00Busy busy busy!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S8odw3fnRTI/AAAAAAAAAew/sJT97h0CvhM/s1600/IMG_0238.jpg"></a><div>So it has been a few weeks since I last updated this blog, where to start really! </div><div><br /></div><div>April started with Alex's 6th birthday on Good Friday. She says it was her best birthday ever, and I must admit, she did have a wonderful day! She had 12 friends round for a craft party, and each child went home with an A4 sized canvas with their name on, plus Hello Kitty for the girls and Batman for the boys. All the children managed really well, and were very well behaved, which was a complete bonus!</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S8obqjFWrqI/AAAAAAAAAeg/zKLVZq-Jb54/s1600/IMG_0267.JPG"><br /></a></span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S8obqjFWrqI/AAAAAAAAAeg/zKLVZq-Jb54/s400/IMG_0267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461207915926302370" />After Alex's birthday, my pal Heather and her girls came to stay. We had a lot of fun, and took the three eldest girls to an art day in Harrogate which went down very well indeed.<div><br /></div><div><br />Sophie went to her friend Lydia's birthday Pyjama Party too, and as Lydia is loving playing schools just lately, I decided to make her a sign for her room, saying that it was her classroom! </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S8odw3fnRTI/AAAAAAAAAew/sJT97h0CvhM/s1600/IMG_0238.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S8odw3fnRTI/AAAAAAAAAew/sJT97h0CvhM/s400/IMG_0238.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461210223507621170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px; " /></a>Here's a card I made, lots of old stash used up on this one which I had found during some tidying up. The girl is coloured to look like Lydia too, I like to do that when colouring in a card.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S8odwMBi_iI/AAAAAAAAAeo/8LMf0wLM_No/s1600/IMG_0236.JPG"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S8odwMBi_iI/AAAAAAAAAeo/8LMf0wLM_No/s400/IMG_0236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461210211838787106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px; " /></a>This week we have been up in Scotland with my parents. We stayed in a log cabin, I have stayed there several times since I was 13, but not since having the girls. We had a fabulous time, the weather was great, no rain, and we spent a lot of time on the beach. The girls are at their happiest when they are digging in the sand, collecting shells and constructing sand castles. We got back yesterday, and now it is back to reality. Homework to do, reading to do, washing from last week, etc etc..</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, that and I became a Stampin Up! demonstrator last week!!<br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-88044321164165834152010-03-23T20:20:00.006+00:002010-03-23T21:17:41.955+00:00Recuperation and crafting to while away the time<div>While I have been recovering from my operation, I decided to get scrapping again, something I've not done in quite a long time at home, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself! It was great to get back to scrapping, and now I have rediscovered my mojo, I will be doing more of it for sure.</div><div><br /></div><div>The first layout I made using the Scrapagogo February kit, absolutely gorgeous to use as always. The photographs on the LO are moo cards, using that size and format is a nice change after always going for standard photographs. The subject matter is Sophie and her best friend Jennifer, who moved down to Buckinghamshire last summer. Whenever the girls meet up, they continue where they left off, great friends and always happy to see each other. These photos were taken at Legoland, and I love the expressions on their faces!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6kru5MEqvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/kvjnLAUOajM/s1600-h/IMG_1378.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6kru5MEqvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/kvjnLAUOajM/s400/IMG_1378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451936908534131442" /></a><br /><div>A little close up of the detail on the clock face I used on one corner of the journalling. The kit came with these adorable cupcake brads, so I had to use one to anchor the clock hands.<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6krMtPH_RI/AAAAAAAAAeI/vEx14MXn9ac/s1600-h/IMG_1381.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6krMtPH_RI/AAAAAAAAAeI/vEx14MXn9ac/s400/IMG_1381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451936321210154258" /></a><br /></div><div>The second LO is made using a kit I picked up from Sarah's Cards. I had seen this kit at a crop, and so decided to order one for myself. Once again the photos are moo cards, and it was fun to see just how many photos I could get on one LO! </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6kqmeVbS4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/vTBw4b9i-8Q/s1600-h/IMG_1382.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6kqmeVbS4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/vTBw4b9i-8Q/s400/IMG_1382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451935664375024514" /></a><br /></div><div>The pictures tell the story of our day at Bekonscot Model Village, which is very close to where Jen and her family live now. We had been before back in February 2007, and loved it, so were very happy to have a return visit. Hopefully we will be going again when we visit Jen and co. Close up shot of one of the little badges from American Crafts which came in the kit, just gorgeous!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6kqN-rob3I/AAAAAAAAAd4/wXPWI4-tHxw/s1600-h/IMG_1384.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6kqN-rob3I/AAAAAAAAAd4/wXPWI4-tHxw/s400/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451935243561365362" /></a><br /></div><div>My final LO is just a very simple one using more moo cards of Bekonscot. I didn't want them to go to waste, so decided on the less is more approach! Very quick and easy to do, and a nice addition to my album without taking a long time to complete.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6kpmQ_w9KI/AAAAAAAAAdw/mdmwRf0mKdc/s1600-h/IMG_1387.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S6kpmQ_w9KI/AAAAAAAAAdw/mdmwRf0mKdc/s400/IMG_1387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451934561282880674" /></a><br /></div><div>All in all a good day's scrapping! It certainly stopped me from thinking too much about my discomfort, so Thursday last week was a good day! I am still sore now, but much less so, and the trapped wind from the keyhole procedure has just about gone now. I get tired very easily, which is really frustrating, but that will pass soon I am sure. Onto the next drama in the household- Sophie has a sore lump on her gum which looks like it could be a dental abscess, so off to the dentist we go tomorrow!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-75516314121271214482010-03-19T22:00:00.002+00:002010-03-19T22:04:45.061+00:00A strange week this weekMonday and Tuesday were spent in hospital after surgery on Monday afternoon. I'm on the mend now but it has been a rough week. Just got to be careful not to overdo it, today was a bit much as I am now feeling very tired.<div>So I will sign off for now, see you soon!<br /><br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-9465383417148538742010-03-04T19:10:00.005+00:002010-03-04T19:27:19.809+00:00New stamps<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S5AGqN6GrwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/LbdS1Uq7qJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1371.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S5AGqN6GrwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/LbdS1Uq7qJQ/s400/IMG_1371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444859271848570626" /></a><br /><div>I decided to treat myself to some new stamps last week, and chose this lovely Magnolia Ladybug stamp. Sophie was due to go to a party after school today, so last night I inked this little beauty up to make a card for her friend Bonnie. I coloured the image using my Copic Ciao markers, and am pleased with the end result. I've recently done an online course in colouring with the copics, and learned a lot about blending. I'm intruiged to know if the copic sketch markers are better to use, but for now I am more than happy with my ciaos.</div><div><br /></div><div>The image is matted on red cardstock, then onto a black mat which has been embossed using my Big Shot and a cuttlebug embossing folder of hearts. Bonnie's name is stamped with the Stampin Up schoolbook serif set, and then the card is finished off with a red ribbon tied in a knot. I bought another Magnolia stamp at the same time as I bought this one, so I may well ink that up tonight.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S5AGLPSIBGI/AAAAAAAAAc4/nnPA2ADoLVw/s1600-h/IMG_1375.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S5AGLPSIBGI/AAAAAAAAAc4/nnPA2ADoLVw/s400/IMG_1375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444858739641812066" /></a><br />That's about it for now. Usual stuff is ticking along nicely. Next big job to tackle is the garden. I need to pressure wash the paving slabs as they are looking very grimy after the winter, and get rid of some broken garden furniture. We are keen to grow some veg this summer, so I need the space which this furniture is taking up to put some pots and troughs in place ready to plant some seeds. I know nothing about growing veg, but the girls are keen to help, so we will give it a go! All hints and tips will be gratefully received!<br /><br /><br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-83153698777901344982010-03-02T22:11:00.002+00:002010-03-02T22:24:27.603+00:00A letter from Alex<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S42NPqTrrSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7Ncz4TUIxvI/s1600-h/24563_351105087632_734342632_4125561_4047096_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S42NPqTrrSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7Ncz4TUIxvI/s400/24563_351105087632_734342632_4125561_4047096_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444162824755195170" /></a>Alex is 5 years and 11 months old now, she wrote this last week. When Nigel died, she was only 2 years 4 months, so she has spent more of her life without him than she has with him now. A few weeks ago she went through a very unsettled patch, crying at bedtime on several occasions because she was sad that she had had 2 years less with Daddy than Sophie had. To comfort a child who feels like this is so hard, as it is a painful experience for me too, but Alex only has one parent, and I have to deal with it.<div><br /></div><div>I talked to several friends about what to do about this, and I have decided I will write a letter back to Alex, saying:</div><div><br /></div><div>Dear Alex</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you too.</div><div>Every single day I wish daddy was alive still. I know he was so very proud of you, and he would be even more proud of you now.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love from Mummy.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>What else can I possibly say?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-60738507724152007212010-02-28T22:41:00.003+00:002010-02-28T23:06:40.453+00:00Game Over, or was it?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">I spent all of yesterday in Coventry at the Scrapagogo event, GoGo Game Over. It was a fabulous day, and I made some brilliant projects. I will photograph them tomorrow hopefully, when there just might be enough light to do it!</span><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">I've not blogged in a while, so time to play catch up!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S4ryiiFPSYI/AAAAAAAAAco/wNwgFuxoQdE/s1600-h/IMG_1339.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></a></span></span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S4ryiiFPSYI/AAAAAAAAAco/wNwgFuxoQdE/s400/IMG_1339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443429774708918658" /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S4ryiKL5O3I/AAAAAAAAAcg/RRvUw6Zm95A/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S4ryiKL5O3I/AAAAAAAAAcg/RRvUw6Zm95A/s400/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443429768294382450" /></a><br />Over the half term holiday, we had a fun filled week in Llangollen with my friend Heather and her two girls. Alex and Erin are the same age, so entertained each other (I use the term loosely at various points, you know how kids fall out with each other at times!) while Sophie loved spending time with Swyn. At two years old, she is even more strong willed than Alex was at that age, and that takes some doing!<div><br /></div><div>I did have a hairy evening, when Alex had an allergic reaction to something, and so we had to dash all the way to the nearest out of hours service, which was a 50 minute drive away. A bottle of piriton later and we were headed home again. It took a good ten days for the rash to subside, no idea what caused it though.</div><div><br /></div><div>The rest of the week was spent going for a ride on Thomas the Tank Engine, painting pottery, finding more geocaches and going swimming. All good fun, and enjoyed by all!</div><div><br /></div><div>Back to reality this last week tho, busy in lots of ways. I will definitely share some of my crafty projects soon. I have also booked flights for us to go to the USA in July for a special summer camp for the girls, they are so excited already, and I am enjoying planning which geocaches I am going to do during my week without them! I want to stay fairly local to the camp so that I am reachable if they need me, but as there are over a thousand caches in the area I think I will be able to find plenty to do!</div><div><br /></div><div>Enough for tonight, another busy day tomorrow, in fact a busy week again! Have a great week wherever you are and thanks for reading.<br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-65036876147491661692010-02-03T14:47:00.003+00:002010-02-03T15:04:04.159+00:00Birthday card time<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S2mNMosIX3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/qpNLOa6sCnI/s1600-h/IMG_1275.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S2mNMosIX3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/qpNLOa6sCnI/s400/IMG_1275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434029673619677042" /></a>This first card is made using a lovely new Greetings Farm stamp which arrived yesterday. Sophie is off to a party tonight and the little girl is called Dollie. Unusual name, yes? But if everyone had the same name life would be boring!<div>Anyway, Sophie is off to the brickworks to a soft play party. I think this year will be the last year Sophie's friends go for soft play parties as they are all getting to be too tall to go in the soft play areas! No doubt Alex will be put out that she is not invited, but I have no desire to sit in this particular play area while she plays too, so I will drop Sophie off and pick her up later!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S2mNMVfvupI/AAAAAAAAAcA/mLjMiV-x9EQ/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xIR8Lw00oc8/S2mNMVfvupI/AAAAAAAAAcA/mLjMiV-x9EQ/s400/IMG_1272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434029668467456658" /></a><br />The second card is for a special friend of mine who is 40 on Friday. Perhaps I should not be putting this up on my blog yet, but I want to show her that I have remembered, unlike some people who shall remain nameless! She's had a tough year this year, so I hope this coming year is better for her. We are off to Llangollen at half term to a holiday house with our 4 girls, I am really looking forward to that! The 40 on the card is very subtle, can you spot it? This stamp is also a new arrival in my house, an Anya stamp from the Greetings Farm range of stamps. She is just so cute, I had to ink her up straight away. Both images are coloured using my copic markers, can't remember which shades, I never keep track of things like that! The letters on the top card are some stickers I found in my stash. No idea where they came from! The Super friend letters are AC Thickers, I love those, wish I had more!</div><div><br /></div><div>I will share pics of my newly decorated craft room soon, it is almost organised, just a little more to do! Ciao for now!<br /><br /><br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33666147.post-7648527870976953652010-01-31T21:50:00.003+00:002010-01-31T21:52:13.379+00:00Stampin Up Workshop at My HouseJust in case anyone wants to come along, I'm having a Stampin Up workshop at my house on Friday 5th February at 8pm. If you're in Leeds and would like to come, leave me a comment and I'll get in touch. If you're not local, but want to order Stampin Up products, you're welcome to do that too! Again, leave me a comment and I'll be in touch.<br /><br /><br /><a><img src="http://sites.google.com/site/annaheadimages/images/Anna-Signature.jpg" /></a>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516527032295687809noreply@blogger.com0