I'm gobsmacked.  Really.  Just before our phone line died and took the internet with it I looked for my high school yearbook and class information.  It's our 50th anniversary this year, so I figured it was a good time to see if anything was planned.  And I found a bunch of information, including a contact address.  Long story short this kind lady emailed me straight back with a lovely letter.  I have not been in touch with anyone from the town in more years than I care to admit.  Looking through the yearbook was a real walk down memory lane this eveing. Many thanks to the person who did all the work to put them out there for us to share.

More later, now off for a coffee or maybe a *small* glass of something to celebrate.

No, it really isn't that bad but getting there!!  I'm basically contented and happy.  Just restless this afternoon.  My breathing isn't great, I feel like I have a chest cold and have been like this for about a week now.   Andy pained two doors last week and the fumes set me off with breathing problems and it hasn't gone away.  It's getting me down a bit.

The dogs are keeping me company and are so amusing.  Stevie decided last night that he'd start barking using his 'big boy' bark all of a sudden for no reason that we can find.  He just had a session of looking at us, wagging his tail like billy-o, and barking.  It was hilarious to say the least.  He can bark and sometimes does to say 'let me in' but indoors just  make funny noices that are particular to him - we call is yipping or Stevie talking. 

I'm doing okay with the knitting.  I just tend to unpick it and start over when I make a mistake that I can't repair.  I am getting better at picking up stitches and going back etc.  I quite enjoy knitting at the moment.  At least it's something I can do while listening to TV etc.  I'm slow but not in a race so that's fine.  I gave two scarves as gifts that were well received.

I've read a book called the Mouth Trap in another effort to curb my eating, as well as keeping a food diary for several weeks.  Sometimes I don't eat because I don't want to write it down, and I am trying hard to be honest with myself.   This does not present a pretty picture..... but it is showing me good points as well as areas for improvement.  I eat better so I can enter that I've had a meal.   And I'm often more aware of each bite as suggested in the book.

Here's a funny thing that happened today.  Good job I wore trousers. We went to the shopping centre at Wellingborough.  In the first shop I felt my knickers (underpants) start to slip downwards.  And they kept going south.  Not very comfortable I have to say.  But at least I had on trousers to stop them falling completely off so I didn't have to pick them up off the floor!  I hope you are giggling here, I am.   One pair of knickers ready for the bin, I won't risk them again.