What Valentine’s Card?

Valentine’s day fell during the birthday bash, and I didn’t realise that, until we left home. I thought about it, but thought, ‘What the heck, Jay probably hasn’t remembered either’ – wrong – ouch. The boys had got a valentine’s card for each other, Jay had got a valentine’s card for me. Jay had forgotten to write in it, (she thinks the one she wrote in was left behind by mistake). I suggested I could write in hers and give it back, but they all vetoed that idea – LoL.

Nails. Jay and I have a problem with cracking and crumbling nails, and I saw an advert for ‘Hard as Nails’, a varnish that strengthens them. I bought some, and applied it. The advert said shake gently and apply one coat, the bottle said shake well, and apply multiple coats. It was made by Sally Hansen. I’d been wearing the varnish for 24 hours before Jay noticed it, even though I’d told her I was going to try it out.

“It looks like nail varnish”, she accused me.

I guess I applied the coats too close together, as a lot of it fell off very quickly. I then decided to do my toe tails, and applied just one coat, and this before the holiday. Jay didn’t notice a thing. After two weeks, there wasn’t a blemish anywhere, so I’ve given them another coat. You can buy it in clear, as I did, or pink. I broke a thumb nail last week, so I painted the edges of the nail, and it smooths off all those annoying hooky bits that grab at your nylons. I filed the nail first, but filing doesn’t usually get rid of all the imperfections, so I’m pretty pleased with the stuff now.

Acceptance – maybe? it’s really tough when a partner gets all antagonistic over one’s femininity, (or anything else really), and in fact, any confrontation is hard to cope with, and I feel so much for Helen in that respect. But picture this; we are in Lidl’s, and we are looking at ski jumper things. They had blue and lilac, but we had missed the intro date, and so there were very few left. In fact, there was only one in my size, and that was blue.

Jay found them, and was looking through them for my size. She picked up quite a few, but they were the girl versions. I went through them as well, and I remarked, “The only other one’s left that are my size are women’s”.

“If you want them you’ll have to buy them yourself, I’m not buying them for you”, Jay said.

We walked away with the blue one, (they are so comfy, I forgive them for being Bob stuff), and I’m thinking that that is as close to an acceptance speech that I have ever heard. Mind you, I’m not going to push my luck – just yet, LoL.


Birthday Bash

The family birthday bash was super. The arrangements got changed a bit in the preceding weeks. Our youngest was going to fly up to Inverness, and could only get a flight on the Wednesday or Friday, so we booked the cottage an extra night, and travelled up a day early. The other two MAKs (middle aged kids), and partners were arriving Thursday morning on the overnight sleeper train, so arriving a day early meant we were there ready and waiting – the youngest, (who’s being made redundant due to government cuts) had a job interview on the Friday, so he didn’t make it at all in the end.

The girls hired a Range Rover for the period of their stay, so we went around en masse – so lots of chatting and photo shoots and stuff. We went to Forres to see where we had lived, played, schooled (Pilmuir Primary). A few changes here and there, but lots just as we remembered it. The house was a bit sad – the houses are not used for RAF people now, and we thought the estate would be smarter – but it’s looking in need of some TLC. The MAKs were running this way and that, reminiscing, and not saddened by the state of the place. Lots of happy memories, bathing the present in past sunshine.

The Cottage

We had a nice time touring about, visiting Fort William, eating out at the base of Ben Nevis, and played lots of board games and card games that we used to play when they were kids. The girls left Sunday morning, with snow falling, and every where white, even though it didn’t start snowing until mid-morning. The boys stayed until Wednesday, continuing the touring, chatting, photo shoots, eating out, games and all, right up to the last minute.

We were going to do some birding after the boys left, but the weather was naff, and the local beaches were hidden by houses – so we went back to base to tidy up and pack. Base was a 6 bedroom house, 5 doubles and a nursery with a cot and a zed-bed, 2 doubles ensuite, + huge kitchen and diner, seperate dining room, 2 lounges, reading room, and ancillary room, (I’ll put the proper word in if I remember it – LoL). Gas central heating which was very cosy. £800 for the week, no extras as electric and heating included.

I didn’t have any en femme time, but I was happy to be my usual self (which means I felt girlie as always, even if I couldn’t express it much). We did the 480 mile trip home in 10 hours, including a detour of an hour and a half or more, for breakfast in Glen More Cafe, (the one on Autumn watch 2009). The breakfast was a proper English breakfast, very tasty and traditional, but the crested tits didn’t turn up today, although the red squirrel did, and stayed for quite a while.

All in all, a super family holiday / gathering. We all missed junior, but he was remembered a lot in our reminiscences – LoL.

See the cottage here – “http://www.bcclochnesscottages.co.uk/bcc-cottages/bcc-bearnock-house.html”

Lips and Nails

This has been a fun week, with lots of blog to reads, ad some interesting topics. Tina’s ‘Honesty Hurts’ (Read it here ) threw up a lot of interesting comments, and all those adorable sights on the right of this blog have had interesting bits going on too. Both Tina and Susan have the skill at seeing the important bits behind your writings, and coming up with stuff I hadn’t thought of.

A bit of pressure from Jay this week though – complaints about my lack of leg hair, and that I’m making my nails too girlie. I’m going to show you my hands and nails. OK, I own up to getting them as girlie as possible, but at the moment I’m failing miserably – ‘cos’ they are nothing like girlie, and the physicality (a nice Strickly Dancing term) of them means they are NEVER going to be girlie. But I can live with that – not that I have any choice, do I , LoL.

The offending nails

Lipstick; I have been carrying on with the practising / experimenting of applying the stuff. I have three lipsticks, two are Rimmel ones, and a third unbranded. Number three leaves very little tell-tale signs on my drinking glass, the Rimmel ones are awful, in that they leave big lip shaped marks behind. So it’s not just technique, that helps cover your tracks, the darn things vary too. OK – I’m practicing, so I buy the cheapest, but I hadn’t realised how much they vary. I guess I’ll have to buy better and more expensive ones, and I still haven’t got my lip-liner yet – LoL.

I’m going to be out of net contact, for a few days, but with my new phone, at least I can read all your blogs as you write them. Interestingly, I can read blogs off the phone without raising Jay’s suspicions, (so far, LoL) whereas, when I’m on the computer, she suspects I’m up to no good as standard – LoL.

Have fun, Hugs Anna x