It's been a funny sort of Christmas. The children are having a great time, as is my husband; I am full of snot, and suffering from a very unpleasant tummy bug of some description. I thought it was an extreme reaction to pseudoephrine, but after all this time, it can't possibly be; I haven't eaten properly for 4 days, and certainly can't face alcohol, so it's a great start to the New Year diet.
We've been trying to do family things, as it's so rare for us both to be off; yesterday, we went to see Frozen, which was fantastic. It would be nice, just once, please, for a change, to have heroines with realistic body shapes, but apart from that, the film was lovely, the children absolutely loved it, and I may have cried a couple of times during the film, particularly at the sisters falling out bit. Hattie, who hasn't been to the cinema before, sat on my lap for the duration, and was very excited, scared, happy, devastated and happy again at various points in the film. She cried and cried and cried at the sad bit, but as it's immediately followed by the happy ending, got a bit confused. She absolutely loved it, as did Lucy, and it was very refreshing to see two girls sorted things out for themselves, with the love interest just there to do the grunt work.
We were supposed to go down to Brighton today to see Simon's aunt; the family have gone, I'm here on my own, utterly shattered and completely broken after getting up, taking a wash out, putting another wash on, then making tea and toast. I think I might just be forced to sit in front of the TV and crochet some more owls.
We've been trying to do family things, as it's so rare for us both to be off; yesterday, we went to see Frozen, which was fantastic. It would be nice, just once, please, for a change, to have heroines with realistic body shapes, but apart from that, the film was lovely, the children absolutely loved it, and I may have cried a couple of times during the film, particularly at the sisters falling out bit. Hattie, who hasn't been to the cinema before, sat on my lap for the duration, and was very excited, scared, happy, devastated and happy again at various points in the film. She cried and cried and cried at the sad bit, but as it's immediately followed by the happy ending, got a bit confused. She absolutely loved it, as did Lucy, and it was very refreshing to see two girls sorted things out for themselves, with the love interest just there to do the grunt work.
We were supposed to go down to Brighton today to see Simon's aunt; the family have gone, I'm here on my own, utterly shattered and completely broken after getting up, taking a wash out, putting another wash on, then making tea and toast. I think I might just be forced to sit in front of the TV and crochet some more owls.
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