Yes it was that time of the year again, where I was allowed out of the house after dark with himself. Not that I'm kept hidden and captive of course, or hiding - though that is a more tempting thought - just that with everything going on we haven't been out together, minus children, since the end of June.
The said event? A friend's 40th, which my Mum luckily lives close enough to that we could venture over the hill, and was willing enough that we could have a babysitter we know and trust. The excitement was obviously too much for me though as I got a bout of vertigo half way over to Canterbury and had to spend the rest of the day looking straight ahead, walking slowly and performing mini plie (been told by himself I have to clarify this as a squat) anytime something was dropped. Fortunately as the day wore on the giddy bits subsided so that we left in fine form as soon as themselves were hustled into bed and asleep. It was a great night and for once I wore just the right outfit so that I was one of the few not freezing my bits of in the evening 'breeze' - must be all that wisdom of turning 40 I reckon. So good to catch up with and talk to people that you've known for years and can have a good laugh with. Well worth the 6 hours of driving there and back I say.
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| Kids in the 'train' playground at Leeston |
The kids loved being at Mum's again so soon and wasted no time in hunting for eggs and clambering up trees. Once trees were conquered and eggs practically caught as the chicken lay them (can't say she's not eager) the kids got more than a little stir crazy - 3 hours in a car does that sometimes - so we headed into Leeston to the playgrounds (believe folks - 2 whole playgrounds to choose from in Leeston). Themselves had a grand time see-sawing, swinging and sliding. It was lovely to watch them however at the same time I kept my eye roving for any passers-by. There's nothing like visiting a small town that you lived in as a kid to put you slightly, ever so slightly mind, on edge. I had a morbid curiosity of seeing someone I knew but at the same time not having them recognise me. Then I found myself walk just that little bit taller (stomach in, bottom tucked and chin out) in the event that someone may happen upon us, and god forbid, recognize me and want to speak. Silly I know but first impressions and all that........ plus I bet at least half of you know exactly what I'm talking about ;)
Anyway on that note I'll sign off.
Hope this finds you all standing tall, happy and healthy in the sun.
Arohanui
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