so lst night was the big night.the sister act/father ted night...
mum has been looking forward to this night for a long time nw.and it came.you could tell she was stressed out by it all bt its what she thrives off like all mothers i think lol,like i wonder waht mum would do if she didnt have the cleaning to do,whether she would feel un-needed or whether she would miss being able to make the house look wonderful or mum everyone around or even venting because noone would help lol. but tongiht was her night.
there is a point in the day when the rest of us on these occassions back off slightly and shy away until little people mre soldier like people ready to help,it is a role we need to have if we wish to sruvvive the night and or survive wihtout mother having a meltdown.it is a position i am afraid to say my dad and this time brother have issues with,my dad coz he jst has to be right and wnt back down at being a stubbron ass,and this time the brother oh yes the one i call the teenage hermoine in a body the irritating talking back grumpy shit at times brother was on form and was winding her up,everyone new he was doing it on purpose,goading her jst enough to make a impression until she actually walked out the room telling me and dad to sort him cz she cdnt deal with him tongiht,i think he genuinly doesnt think he is doing it bt knows he is,whuch doesnt make sesne i know bt...
i also know i complain bout him so much, bt this stage in his yrs that he is going through does effect others,those that have had borthers go through the teenage yrs will know it too, and im jst glad i say it on here and nt to him lol!!to be honest though we all agreee in our house that sisters teenage yrs wre bettr lol. girl are clever and have ways of doing things winding people up.sister shouted with dad did things against whatever he said bt that was it she wa a rogue,she went out mre kind of thing,and would smother us and want to cuddle and jump on us all the time,and play mussic at the am's and things like that. it was mre her problem was with school and she was launched into sceniors into a new class with new friends a bad group as we all call them,nt bad as in a gang gang,bt as in the ones who were smart clever ones and nused it to totally bullshit the other and the teachers,so it was there she had the issue which she cam eout of to be friends enough to go out to clubs with the teachers later in the school yrs!!brother is rude,shouts,say nasty things,swears and brings this really quite scary nastiness to himself sometimes soo..its different.me i dnt know what iwas like i was ill with a harsh illness and was in hosptial lots so needed mre taking care of and had a few excuses shall we say to be a little moany lol,im sure i was a bitch though too!!
bt so it was smoothly does it apart from those odd moments,i helped mum in the morning prepare a few things,decorated some mugs to give as przes for the little games they had to go.like pin the wart on mrs doyle. i wrote 'drink feck arse' whihc is one sof the vicars main qoates on one mug and go on go on go on on another.then i had a trip to the shop to get a few lst bits and bobs for mum.dad went to the tip to get rid of all the crap mum had accumilated from the big clean she had,this always happens wehn we have guests she literally cleans ever nook and cranny its aamzing,and of course on his way back he stopped at starbucks for a cinamon bun and a coffee lol.he cannot resist and IS actaully addictedly in love with the place...the man has a starbucks cards for peeps sake!!and then i had a headache so i went to bed and woke later at 5pm.i felt bit guilty coz mum had made the stew,the pie bases and the pastry and dumplings ready to go on,she had also decroated too...bt she said it was cool and i actually beleive her.so then i took ovr and did the soda bread..oohohohohoh jst thtough yes one to knock off the list of to cook' things,soda bread is another bread i wanted to try,and i did it,its got to be the simplest things evr no yeast or rising time jst mix and cook and serve,they liked it too so great stuff!!
and then got the dumplings on the stew and in it went,then the pastry on the pie and in it the oven it too went,and then to hellping mum set the table and jst rally round doing little jobs forher.she gave me a big hug and said she couldnt have done it all if i hadnt have come and help her,it made me feel rather lovely cz it felt mean nt jst that obvious need to thank someone that helps if you see what i mean.
and then when all the guest arrived joining mum were three girls in nun outfits and a man in his proiper vicar outfits that he had borrowed lol.and then came one husband who dressed up with skirt,cardigan and wig n all as mrs doyle the tea lady.and they all brought snacks and stuff and i took them and laid them in bowl and baskets and then put the pudding on plates and trays and stuff too.
and then came the lst guest the one with the nun outfit from anne summers,everyone was gobsmakcjed the men felt a tad uncomfortable because this was a lady with a v-neck top that covered jst the nipples and yues they had there wives there bt there men and there a breasts on shw hw do they look away or feel good bout knowing there a breastage on shw and they are men lol!!hmm tricky, was hilarious though.
and then it was time to dish up.beers and beverages were sipped,pies,cabage and stews were delved into and it was all enjoyed.
unfortunetly my head ahce had only got worse so i went back to bed and got a few hrs sleep and woke to laughter and a mixtureof sober/drunk giggle.i came down to mess everywhere,which i cleaned and got anohter hug and thankyou lol.made cups of tea to help the drivers get home,and listend to there chitter lol.
al in all i know mum loved the night,she always feel they should be doing mre like when they jst sit and chat should she be entertaining and will they be bored,gawsh the insecure women in our family lol.bt i think she enjoyed it and everyone got really involved,and if she loves it then great we loves it too.
so in the am's they all went to bed and i stayed down and cleared away all the washed dishes and to turn the dhiwasher off when it had done....the end lol.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment