I never post enough photos so here is one. Consider this something I see twice a day!



All is well.

(I've just noticed you can see our recycling boxes in the background. My mum would be so proud!)

In no particular order:

Finish my book (only 3 chapters left!)
Make an effort to make more friends
Write my uber vampire game (dark ages/victoriana/modern/gehenna)
Lose half a stone
Sort out my wardrobe (so many clothes I don't wear that I can't see the good stuff)
Let all the people I care about know about it
Stop holding onto the past which hurts me
Read all the unread books in my house before buying new ones (might be a dozen plus)
Make my baby as happy as possible
Learn to cook 3 things really well, not just 1 (lasagne)
Think about my career (well the fact I don't have one)
Strive to be the best wife I can

there is probably more, but me and spawn need bed....

Wedding anniversaries used to be exotic affairs, with steamy trysts at fancy hotels and expensive meals at candlelit restaurants. This year we are staying in and cooking a 3 course meal, each taking turns to hold the spawn. Then later we are playing d&d because it is the only night everyone can make it this week. Have we finally reached adulthood? Is this the shape of things to come? You wonder if this is all your life has to offer and then he (husband or child) smiles at you for no other reason than you exist and your world is all good. Have a recent photo.....

My father is swimming the distance of the channel to raise money for charity. Aspire's projects and services have a very simple goal - to provide the practical support needed for people with spinal cord injury, from injury to independence.

Props to the man for the effort (and for posting a picture like this online)...



Please sponsor him at:

http://www.justgiving.com/thomashutchinson1

Thank you!

Why do these things always depress me?

1. If you were able to go back in time 10 years and talk to the younger you, what would you say?

Get yourself to Graduate School, preferably with a grant. Your degree will be worth shit in the big bad world. Stop going out with losers and get your thyroid checked out.

2. What would the you of 1998 think of the you of 2008, and why?

Your hair and clothes look much better than mine, but check out those wrinkles. I think I would be a mixed bag of impressed with the marriage and house but disappointed with the career.

3. The you of 2008 receives a letter from the you of 2018. What does the letter hopefully say?

It talks about how happy me and my family are, how everyone is healthy and doing well, and there were perhaps more than the 3 of us. Ideally we would be living in a better area and my husband would have had a promotion or two! I wish I could hope to have had something substantial published, but that might be a wish too far!

4. In the letter from the you of the future, you read something that surprises you, what is it?

My sister and her husband have emigrated!

5. You have the opportunity to switch places with the you of 1998 or the you of 2018 for a day, who do you switch places with and why?

I would switch places with the 1998 me. I would go in search of my husband and get to be with him a lot sooner (I know, vomit inducing). Swapping places with the 2018 me might be really depressing and sad and ruin the next ten years for me.

I guess all of that is pretty standard.....

Wow and I thought it was a long time between my last two posts. I guess the three people who were reading this have probably long gone onto better, shinier and more recently updated things. Never mind, at least it keeps me happy eh?

To explain the weird subject, I have two things to tell you. Bad news first - my mother passed away suddenly a few weeks ago and I'm still reeling. Or am I in denial? Whatever, she was young and vibrant and I am sad at the things she will miss.

Like my good news. 14 weeks, 4 days and counting, then my spawn will meet the world. God help you all.

And my laptop died last night so I am cut off. I'm hoping my upgraded itouch can pick up the slack. It's looking like it's going to be one hell of a year.