Thursday, 25 March 2010

Writers Workshop - Affirmations

I am surrounded by love


This week over at Mama Kats Writers Workshop I found the prompts a little tricky...Really struggled with My desicion and decided to go with ...


2.) “I need all the help I can get and if repeating something healthy and inspiring to myself several times a day helps, then I’m going to do it!” -What affirmation makes you feel better? WELL THINK OF ONE.


When I was a little girl I dreamt of growing up to look like Farrah Fawcett, Getting Married to Clint Eastwood, becoming a Mummy and having four kids...Two Boys and two Girls.

Well I didn't Grow up to look like Farrah or Marry Clint but I did have My two boys and two girls.

I would buy those love heart sweeties from our corner shop, open the wrapper, close my eyes, pick one, then daydream about the boy I would Marry...Makes you wanna barf right?


Yeah I was away with the fairies most of the time!

But hey I got My proposal when I was nineteen and it may have been a bit 'shot gunny' as My Mum suggested we 'tie the knot' because I was 6 weeks pregnant and getting married would be the best option.
I was raised a Mormon so it was very important to Mum that we were married by the time the baby was here.
We Loved eachother and I'm glad she did give us that little push because now I am totally surrounded by love.
The Love of My husband, Our Children and Grandchild makes me so happy and When Im feeling sorry for myself or a Bit Grumpy I remind myself how lucky I am.





Wednesday, 24 March 2010

The Gallery - Me!

This is Me in My Favourite Place in The Whole World.
Appledore, North Devon.
This Place will Always have a special place in My Heart.
I spent a year there after a very turbulent time in My life
Appledore healed My Heart and Soul and Forever I will Love this Place.




Ive really been enjoying taking part in The Gallery over at Sticky Fingers.

There are always lots of Fab entries and Lots Of Great new Blogs To read!

Friday, 19 March 2010

Writers workshop - My Marriage





Today's Blog post is part of Mamakats writers workshop I'm late with it again this week...really hope thats ok.
The Prompt I picked is

4.) Describe how your relationship with your spouse is different then the relationship your parents had while you were growing up.

I've been married to Papa Syder for 21 yrs this year. We were teenage sweethearts. I was a complete rebel...Wild, Angry and defiant. He didn't party, he was quiet, gentle and helped his Mum (which as a mum of teenage boys I know this is a very unusual trait indeed).
He was who I was looking for... The One.

My Marriage has been so so different from my own parents. They divorced after 12yrs of Marriage. We have nearly divorced ourselves and separated for a year when My Mum passed away...it hasn't been all plain sailing.


In our younger years we fought like cat & dog but looking back I think it was our opposite personalities that caused most of our outbursts. I often felt restrained and controlled by the confines of motherhood and marriage and I guess Papa would feel frustrated and hurt that I felt like that. It caused lots of insecurities. We loved each other with a passion and we still do... to the point of obsession I think. We are rarely apart.

People would tell us our obsessive love is unhealthy and we wouldn't last but we have lasted the distance. We fought for each other and we have won. We are now at a place in our relationship that makes all the hurts in the past forgotten. We have such a calm respect for each other now.
We bicker sometimes but we have learnt that we were made for each other and if soul mates exist that we have found ours in each other.
Sounds cheesy right? Yeah I know it does but I think we deserve it. We have worked extremely hard emotionally to have reached this point. We have jumped hurdles that a lot of couples fall at. It has not been easy.

My parents relationship was very different. Dad was a bit old school...Only ever changed a nappy once and then he left it in the bath because he was scared to pick it up, lol. He wasn't at any of our births...in fact I think he was down the pub when I was born. He is a workaholic and would much rather work than spend time with his family, which I know some people would find admirable and I can hear you saying now "Hey don't knock the man for trying to provide for his family!"

But all he was providing us with was his expensive taste in cars and hobbies...and a lonely Mother. Material things were very important to My father...especially tools and gadgets. Mum would constantly fight him for mortgage and utility monies. He wasn't all bad...Not to us kids (Later That did change) To us he was God but as a husband he was neglectful.

I guess that's why I myself opted for a husband who was completely opposite to my father. I actually did it without realising. We have never really had much money but we have had lots of quality time together as a family. That's more important to us than anything money can buy.

Tuesday, 16 March 2010

The Gallery - Colour


This is My second week joining in The Gallery over at Sticky Fingers Blog

Last week's prompt was Numbers

This week is Colour.


I picked a photo I took at the Appledore Arts festival last May
The weather was Glorious and The colours were vibrant

Every direction I looked.


Sunday, 14 March 2010

Happy Mothers Day!



Happy Mothers Day to you all
I hope you feel special and loved

Now if you can pick up the phone and tell your Mum you Love Her
If you cant for whatever reason I know you will be thinking of her today with an aching heart
whether it be because you Miss her
Or Miss having ever having a Mum in the first place.


I miss thee, my Mother! Thy image is still
The deepest impressed on my heart.
~Eliza Cook





It was when I had my first child that I understood how much my mother loved me.
~ From "For Mother - A Bouquet of Sentiments"




All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother.


~Abraham Lincoln





A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.


~Tenneva Jordan





A mother's love liberates.
~Maya Angelou





Before becoming a mother I had a hundred theories on how to bring up children. Now I have seven children and only one theory: Love them, especially when they least deserve to be loved.
~ Kate Samperi





Children and mothers never truly part -
Bound in the beating of each other's heart.
~ Charlotte Gray





Everybody wants to save the earth; nobody wants to help Mom with the dishes.
~ P.J. O'Rourke





I know how to do anything - I'm a mom.
~ Rosanne Barr





The hand that rocks the cradleIs the hand that rules the world


~W. R. Wallace





There never was a woman like her. She was gentle as a dove and brave as a lioness... The memory of my mother and her teachings were, after all, the only capital I had to start life with, and on that capital I have made my way.


~Andrew Jackson


Saturday, 13 March 2010

I Absolutely Refuse to believe Summer is NOT here Yet!

Our Granddaughter is so adorable
She brings such joy to us all.
And constantly makes us laugh and
I think she is refusing to believe that Summer is Not here yet!
Winter Coat and shades
And Paddling in the sea water
She is Braver them me
It was rather Chilly!

Anyway the rest of us love summer too
So Papa Syder is out back building me a deck in preparation for our
(Hopefully) Many summer BBQ's.
My Mothers Day Present from Him!
I Sure Love You Papa
Thankyou! x

Friday, 12 March 2010

Writers Workshop - Dear Emma



Im a little late joining in Mama Kat's workshop this week...Hope you can forgive me.
I was a little undecided as to which prompt to choose as the obvious one was:
1.) Write a letter to yourself from someone who has passed on. (ie: parent, grandparent, famous person, friend, pet, etc)

I was in two minds to do it because I seem to be writing about My Mum a lot lately and Im begining to sound a bit depressing but then I stopped by Brea's Blog and read her entry and thought to myself...Why Not I'll give it a go.

Dear Em,

I didnt want to leave you and the boys...
I really didnt
I wasn't ready...
I was afraid.
I didnt want you to be there the night I passed
I knew you wouldnt cope with it very well.

I dont blame you and the boys for not visiting me in the chapel of rest
or for not tending my Grave
I know you cant bear to go there and be reminded
It will make you angry knowing Im 6ft under your feet.

By the way that photo you all picked for the funeral was awful
You know I hated it!
But I know you liked it so I guess I can forgive you.

Talking of funerals did you like the stunt I pulled with the hearse?
I knew the minute I got the hearse to break down in the middle of a busy EastEnd high street
You would All Laugh
"Flipping Typical...Mums late for her own Funeral!"
I heard you...
Me, Grandad and Aunt Toot were up here killing ouselves laughing!
That was Grandads idea!

Heaven does exist.
It is great up here
I get my hair done whenever I want
My feet rubbed all the time
and I look Fantastic in My bikini again...My stretch marks have vanished!

I'm so relieved You and Papa syder sorted out your differences
He was grieving too Em
He was like a Son to me.
Dont you ever let things between you get like that again!


Get My retirement house sorted out!
What possessed you to ignore all my hard graft I put into that place?
I want it looking lovely and you all using it
just as I planned.
Love The idea of you naming it after me
Makes me feel important.

Dont let the kids forget me Em
Remind them of me whenever you can
Tell them I love them
And wish that I could take them to Clacton pier for ice cream.

Those white feathers were from me.

Im glad you have given up smoking
Now sort your weight out.
The double chin doesnt look good on you
Stop that comfort eating.
No amount of biscuits is gonna bring me back.


Im sorry I didnt tell you I was dying
I just couldnt bring myself to do it
I know you understand.


Ive got My eye on you all So Make sure you Behave!

See you when you get here...Aunt Toot is shouting out to tell you "We will have a big party!"

Be Happy

Love Always
Mum xxxx

Thursday, 11 March 2010

I Love You Mr Postman


Last week I won Kella's Green tomarto & apple Chutney Giveaway.
Kella blogs about it here
I was so thrilled to have won my first ever giveaway prize...especially as Kellas Chutney looks so divine and I have to say...Hand on heart its the best Chutney I have EVER tasted!
I am not just being kind this is my honest opinion and Papa syder agree's.
Really Kella you should be selling this...I would be a regular customer!
Thankyou Kella x

Wednesday, 10 March 2010

The Gallery: 2 peas in a Pod!


Ok so Im not sure if this is cheating or not
It is my first week at joining in Tara's Gallery
The photo theme is numbers.
The reason I Say Im not sure if Im cheating or not is because I didnt actually take the above photo...Its a professional photo taken at My cousins wedding 15 yrs ago!
I picked it on the spur of the moment and because I thought it could follow on from my previous blog entry and it just sprung into my mind (Any excuse to embarrass my boys...only joking!)
Anyway My 2 peas in a pod were born 13 mths apart...
And they were hard work, beautiful, funny and exhausting!
It was like having twins...
Infact everywhere we went people assumed they were twins.
I am so grateful that I have a hubby who shares parenthood 50-50 because without him I dont know how I would have coped and I sooooo admire people who actually do have twins!
You are truly Amazing Parents!
Life was sometimes hard...
We didnt have much money
And freedom was rare
Infact The first time My Mum babysat for us was when the boys were 12! (Mum Still had a young family at home herself)
So we never got a break.
I often felt trapped and tied down with responsibility
But we were Happy and I would gaze at my boys sleeping or playing and laughing and my heart would fill with love, pride and admiration.
All these years later I am so Glad I chose to have a (semi) large family
All those years of tiredness are so worth it!
P.S Hats off to you wonderful people who have more than four! x

Young Writers!

I am so Proud of My Ten year old
She has won a Young Writers competition through her school and Her poem is to be published.
The Young Writers Group have been working with schools for the past 19 years by promoting reading, writing and enjoyment of poetry and creative writing through annual competitions.
Over a decade of these titles are in the National Archives at the British Library in London, which are added to each year!
Of Course she must get her creative flair from me...
Oh course! lol!

Here is Her Poem

Luna The New Puppy
There was a girl called C. She was four
years old.
One day she bought a puppy.
Mum named it Luna.
Luna was one year old. They all loved her very Much.
They sometimes called her Luna Tuna because she was funny, really funny.
She was C's friend.

Tuesday, 9 March 2010

Mummy's Boys

Sitting on my sofa, coffee in one hand, Browsing Blogs with the other when Life as Mum's recent entry caught my eye here
Her Beautiful photo's took me back to a time when My two boys were little (Above pic)

They are 19 & 20 now and to be honest I just dont know where the time has gone.
This photo only feels like yesterday...Not 15 yrs ago!
I so wish I could have a day back with those two little boys and give them big cuddles and kisses (They are no longer keen on Mummy's kisses, lol)
Oh and to spend the day at the park pushing them on the swings and watching them running around and giggling would be heaven...I would savour every second of that day.

If your kids are still little then please enjoy every minute with them because time stands still for no-one...before you know it they are all grown up and you are missing their exhausting childhood.

Wednesday, 3 March 2010

Grandma's Apron

(image found online)


I Love Aprons
Always have Done
Every Style
Every Colour
It just doesnt matter to me
I just Love Em!

And that is why I love to make them.






Grandma's Apron

The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, but along with that it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.


It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears. From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.



When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids. And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms. Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove. Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.



From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls. In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.


When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.


When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.


It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.



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