Bank Holiday Disaster

Oh dear, my bank holiday didn't go as planned, we were going to watch my sister at one of her horse trials, (can't believe she's still doing it, I take it back, it's not a phase) and I end up getting swine flu, what are the chances.  I thought it was at its lowest point during summer months, well anyway, I got it.

So, I was cooped up indoors, thankfully Tilly kept me company, but she had to make do with going out in the garden to do her business, I was in no fit state to walk her, much to her disappointment.  I must admit I thought it was going to last longer than it did, but within five days I was feeling pretty much back to normal.

As a thank you to Tilly for being such a good little dog, I bought her a squeaky toy to make up for lack of freedom last week, it's amazing how quickly she forgets when she's trying to destroy a rubber newspaper.

My Holiday

First holiday with my boyfriend and we went to Monmouth in Wales. It was lovely there and we could take Tilly too. We stayed in a little cottage on a farm and the views were wonderful, we visited so many places, such as Raglan Castle. But we like our activities, and so we went there because we could go caving and canoeing. Above all else, we had booked another hot air balloon flight with the same company my boyfriend had used before, but we went for an exclusive one this time, well we were on holiday, spending our hard earned cash.

The great thing was because we hired it exclusively; it was just the pilot and us. I left Tilly at the cottage, not that she wouldn't of loved it, but the last thing I wanted was for her to wonder what was on the other side of the basket. Honestly, there is nothing like it, if I could afford it I would get a hot air balloon and travel to work in it, that's how much I love it.

However, enough about balloon talk, I would recommend Monmouth, it's a lovely place to go, Tilly loved it.

Easter Time

As usual I stuffed myself with chocolate this Easter and my parents invited my boyfriend and I over to theirs for dinner, my sister couldn't make it, as she has now decided to enter horse trials, I'm sure it's just a phase.

Anyway, Dad was telling me about his plans for the garden and he said if I wanted to get him anything for Fathers Day could I get him a doormat saying 'Welcome', I must admit I hadn't even thought about Father's day, as its a couple of months away, but a doormat. Apparently, he's decided to convert his shed into a little home office (I think its really to escape mum), so he wants a doormat to put outside it. I told him about where I got my wardrobes from and he could get his office stuff there, the next minute he was in his shed measuring up.

But back to Easter, dinner was a lovely piece of roast lamb and a nice walk down to the river afterwards; oh I forgot to mention Tilly was invited too, once again looking for mischief.

Tilly And The Stick

Tilly my Jack Russell, has decided to take it upon herself to become a stick herder, I know this post is completely irrelevant to gifts, but I love my little dog.

I think she has become completely obsessed by sticks, well actually not by loads of them but this one huge one, which could actually be classed as a branch. For the past few weeks, she has been determined to pick it up and run with it, and for all her little dog strength, she has failed to do so. But today, she moved it an inch, now I know Tilly and her obsession will increase after this minor victory.

She definitely has little dog syndrome.

Looking Forward to Valentines Day

Last Valentines day, did not go as smoothly as I had hoped, for reasons beyond my control. However, this year I've booked the restaurant and my new boyfriend has booked tickets to see Chicago, I can't wait.

Last year it was just Tilly and me, which is a bit sad, although she didn't mind, she loves every minute with me. My parents decided to send me a Valentines card, I did think how sweet at first and then I thought, I'm twenty-six and the only card I've got is from my parents, I used to get more at six years old.

On to pastures new, I met the new man in my life a few weeks ago at the running club I go to, luckily he's an adrenaline junkie like me and he likes dogs too, which is great. He wants to take me karting, the good thing is he knows how competitive I am, so he won't be too upset when all he see's is the dust from my wheels as I hurtle past him

But before that can happen, I've got to make it through Valentines without Tilly and a card from my Dad.

Christmas Presents

Christmas has been and gone, ahhh, a good time was had by all, my parents loved their present of the vouchers, much to my pleasure. Tilly was kind of happy with her bed, she put one foot in it, which to me is acceptance. Not that she has slept in it yet. My sister was happy with the rug for her horse, she went down the stables after Xmas dinner.

The bonus was I managed to cook a full Christmas dinner, turkey and all the trimmings and as my parents arrived and my sister, they could smell the wonderful aromas wafting from the kitchen.

As for my presents, well my parents got me a makeover day, (are they trying to say something) amongst other things, my sister bought me a selection of very expensive lotions and potions. I'm sure they are thinking I need to take care of myself more, but hey, I can understand I'm out in all weathers cycling, running and swimming, so these presents will come in very handy indeed. Although, what do I do with an epilator, it's seems like a posh word for pain.