<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcHQH4-eSp7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015</id><updated>2011-11-27T23:20:31.051Z</updated><category term="motherhood" /><category term="Cars" /><category term="perfectionism" /><category term="media" /><category term="2009" /><category term="current affairs" /><category term="blog award" /><category term="funny" /><category term="MckLinky" /><category term="Bloggers For Haiti" /><category term="nutrition" /><category term="Luck" /><category term="Family" /><category term="stress free" /><category term="holistic" /><category term="Dogs" /><category term="Michelin" /><category term="radio 2" /><category term="goal progress update" /><category term="supplements" /><category term="posterous" /><category term="gestational diabetes" /><category term="Favourite things" /><category term="home" /><category term="English language" /><category term="spa" /><category term="Baby" /><category term="life stories" /><category term="Guest Post" /><category term="frustration" /><category term="sewing" /><category term="comments" /><category term="rant" /><category term="allergy" /><category term="prayer" /><category term="restaurants" /><category term="Holidays" /><category term="sanity" /><category term="The Gallery" /><category term="Nature" /><category term="meme" /><category term="singing" /><category term="drawing" /><category term="pregnant" /><category term="vlogging" /><category term="stress" /><category term="positive thinking" /><category term="Dumbing down" /><category term="New year resolutions" /><category term="parenting" /><category term="2010" /><category term="New year" /><category term="Star" /><category term="goals" /><category term="Nurture" /><category term="getting fit" /><category term="Strictly" /><category term="Happiness" /><category term="BNP" /><category term="Dementia" /><category term="depression" /><category term="award" /><category term="blog" /><category term="relaxation" /><category term="teething" /><category term="American Idol" /><category term="Secret Post Club" /><category term="budgeting" /><category term="Menu planning" /><category term="laughter" /><category term="housekeeping" /><category term="recipe" /><category term="photo" /><category term="healthy eating" /><category term="Love" /><category term="miscarriage" /><category term="sick" /><category term="tea" /><category term="The Daddy" /><category term="Writing workshop" /><category term="Jack" /><title>Musings of a Geriatric Mummy</title><subtitle type="html">Random ramblings on motherhood, 
staying sane, and staying healthy...</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy" /><feedburner:info uri="musingsofageriatricmummy" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAMQ347eyp7ImA9Wx9UFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-4007863484401556808</id><published>2011-02-13T16:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T16:33:02.003Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-13T16:33:02.003Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dementia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baby" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnant" /><title>Goodbye &amp; Hello</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/4007863484401556808?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/4007863484401556808?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/ClOwezECAYs/goodbye-hello.html" title="Goodbye &amp; Hello" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oiNh1H0DkHE/TVgClV3dAcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HgFeyxbblDA/s72-c/mums+feb2011+095.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">
As I feel I am finally emerging from the 'mother to a newborn' fog I thought it was time to put pen to paper as it were and bring you up to date with all that has been happening here at geriatric towers.



First the very sad news that my much loved father passed away on 08 Jan 2011, aged just 64.  As many of you will be aware he was diagnosed with Frontal Temporal Dementia early in 2009 and he 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aRhWjlh4CQ44xUWMwiQ_UrBa6Qk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aRhWjlh4CQ44xUWMwiQ_UrBa6Qk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aRhWjlh4CQ44xUWMwiQ_UrBa6Qk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aRhWjlh4CQ44xUWMwiQ_UrBa6Qk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/ClOwezECAYs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2011/02/goodbye-hello.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcNQHk5fyp7ImA9WhZQE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-7928684804728454280</id><published>2010-11-01T17:39:00.011Z</published><updated>2011-04-21T12:58:11.727+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-21T12:58:11.727+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gestational diabetes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnant" /><title>The Trials and Tribulations of Gestational Diabetes - Part 1</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7928684804728454280?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7928684804728454280?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/P6DJZBatHUI/trials-and-tribulations-of-gestational.html" title="The Trials and Tribulations of Gestational Diabetes - Part 1" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><content type="html">As I am becoming an old hand at this gestational diabetes (GD) malarky I thought I would tell you a bit about it.  Part 1 will tell you all about how it effected my pregnancy with Star, and Part 2 will fill you in on how it is this time with some facts and figures and hints and tips I have picked up.

When I was expecting Star I was diagnosed at 28 weeks after glucose was found in a routine pee 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h8KF7efrf4cTpllrXcRqrYceFzg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h8KF7efrf4cTpllrXcRqrYceFzg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h8KF7efrf4cTpllrXcRqrYceFzg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h8KF7efrf4cTpllrXcRqrYceFzg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/P6DJZBatHUI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/11/trials-and-tribulations-of-gestational.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMESHc_fCp7ImA9Wx5bEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-5778633398599740874</id><published>2010-10-26T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T16:53:29.944+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-26T16:53:29.944+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnant" /><title>The 'Smiling' 17 Weeks Foetus...and other news</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/5778633398599740874?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/5778633398599740874?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/gjP1p0iGjWk/smiling-17-weeks-foetusand-other-news.html" title="The 'Smiling' 17 Weeks Foetus...and other news" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/TMb1egnltTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2aVvrapF5C8/s72-c/BABY+HENRY_10+(2).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">OK, so I know I said I'd be back soon, and that was over 3 months ago but hey I'm here now ;-)

First of all, I feel I should explain that the main reason for my absence all these weeks has been due to the fact that this has not been an easy pregnancy.  I felt continually and horribly nauseous and was regularly sick for the first 14 weeks.  At 12 weeks an amniotic band was discovered, which had 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wrdf_eZWuAkP6xFwDxOoMCD1Ma0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wrdf_eZWuAkP6xFwDxOoMCD1Ma0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wrdf_eZWuAkP6xFwDxOoMCD1Ma0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wrdf_eZWuAkP6xFwDxOoMCD1Ma0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/gjP1p0iGjWk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/10/smiling-17-weeks-foetusand-other-news.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAGQ34ycCp7ImA9WxFaE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-3144550632785508541</id><published>2010-07-16T21:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:55:22.098+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-16T21:55:22.098+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="depression" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dementia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happiness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title>I'm Back...Now Where To Start...</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/3144550632785508541?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/3144550632785508541?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/VNNUgYoDVm4/im-backnow-where-to-start.html" title="I'm Back...Now Where To Start..." /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><content type="html">After three and a half months of abstaining from all things of a blogging/tweeting nature I am delighted to say I'm back :D Before I launch into a brief synopsis of what's been going on in my world in this time I feel I should begin with a little explanation.

In the early part of this year I felt myself slipping into a darker and darker place.  Having a history of depression I knew that this was
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UtRY6iAukWjcFaCKsG06FdCdVnE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UtRY6iAukWjcFaCKsG06FdCdVnE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UtRY6iAukWjcFaCKsG06FdCdVnE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UtRY6iAukWjcFaCKsG06FdCdVnE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/VNNUgYoDVm4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-backnow-where-to-start.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMMR309eCp7ImA9WxFaE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-7022588999836045809</id><published>2010-03-31T14:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:51:26.360+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-16T21:51:26.360+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cars" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Gallery" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dementia" /><title>The Gallery - Outside My Front Door</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7022588999836045809?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7022588999836045809?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/5_JoEjMoRoE/gallery-outside-my-front-door.html" title="The Gallery - Outside My Front Door" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S7NJDOn04oI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ExtZwVSmQdY/s72-c/002.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">I decided to take this literally so here are two photos, the first outside my front door, the second outside my front gate....




So, firstly, hands up, we are a pair of petrol heads here at geriatric towers.  I know it's not pc, but in my defence we don't do a high mileage in these cars (we have a golf for that), and the 4x4 is a necessity for a baby and two weimeraners...an estate car doesn't 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jGukv-XvxlO7C_-zGmPw1POolSs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jGukv-XvxlO7C_-zGmPw1POolSs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jGukv-XvxlO7C_-zGmPw1POolSs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jGukv-XvxlO7C_-zGmPw1POolSs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/5_JoEjMoRoE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/gallery-outside-my-front-door.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4GRHc9eyp7ImA9WxBaFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-5865134497352871769</id><published>2010-03-24T21:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:08:45.963Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-24T21:08:45.963Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing workshop" /><title>Writing Workshop - Introducing Dr, no Mr Star</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/5865134497352871769?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/5865134497352871769?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/RtDmEmxj6FQ/writing-workshop-introducing-dr-no-mr.html" title="Writing Workshop - Introducing Dr, no Mr Star" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S6p_JfvkA_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XG_ot-j7WPU/s72-c/Writing-Workshop-Badge.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">This weeks writing workshop prompt #3 is 'what do you secretly dream of your children doing?' which is something very close to my heart.  It is no secret what I dream of my Star doing.  Anyone that knows me will know the answer in an instant.  I have thought long and hard about it and will do everything in my power to ensure he has the opportunity and self belief to achieve what is currently my, 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AKQx1Xdg8StNtYZ_Ho5MJZBJc7g/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AKQx1Xdg8StNtYZ_Ho5MJZBJc7g/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AKQx1Xdg8StNtYZ_Ho5MJZBJc7g/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AKQx1Xdg8StNtYZ_Ho5MJZBJc7g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/RtDmEmxj6FQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/writing-workshop-introducing-dr-no-mr.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUMSX0_cSp7ImA9WxBaFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-7409246437534924083</id><published>2010-03-24T17:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-24T17:04:48.349Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-24T17:04:48.349Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Gallery" /><title>The Gallery - Me</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7409246437534924083?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7409246437534924083?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/RQlku_NFGUY/gallery-me.html" title="The Gallery - Me" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S6pF3DBwydI/AAAAAAAAAHI/38FOKo7kqOA/s72-c/008.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">A once beautiful thing, full of life and vitality...








...now tired, weak, dejected.



The only question is will the passing of time bring renewed vigour and a blossoming future ?
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u5pqtIKdgGdmWQaUHEQuE7rF7Ho/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u5pqtIKdgGdmWQaUHEQuE7rF7Ho/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u5pqtIKdgGdmWQaUHEQuE7rF7Ho/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u5pqtIKdgGdmWQaUHEQuE7rF7Ho/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/RQlku_NFGUY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/gallery-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QAQHo6fyp7ImA9WxBaFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-6734896477761713647</id><published>2010-03-24T16:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:49:01.417Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-24T16:49:01.417Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Secret Post Club" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happiness" /><title>Things That Have Made Me Happy This Month</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/6734896477761713647?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/6734896477761713647?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/cTqRNdzpbGw/things-that-have-made-me-happy-this.html" title="Things That Have Made Me Happy This Month" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S6pCEYv5ldI/AAAAAAAAAHA/BhuAboNk5C0/s72-c/012.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">

Despite my frequently miserable state of mind I do have a lot to be grateful for.  Really, loads.  So I thought I would share some of things that have made me happy over the last month.  In no particular order...






Star FINALLY decided to walk.  He has been able to walk for months I'm certain but has not been brave enough to go it alone.  I have found this immensely frustrating as he is not
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hMJEak4sjT8QIiNYA3YO845S94o/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hMJEak4sjT8QIiNYA3YO845S94o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hMJEak4sjT8QIiNYA3YO845S94o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hMJEak4sjT8QIiNYA3YO845S94o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/cTqRNdzpbGw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-that-have-made-me-happy-this.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8FRn47cCp7ImA9WxBbGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-4651064781610960679</id><published>2010-03-17T14:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T14:56:57.008Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-17T14:56:57.008Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="getting fit" /><title>Getting Fit...Can I Do It ?</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/4651064781610960679?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/4651064781610960679?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/9eqizFe5Gko/getting-fitcan-i-do-it.html" title="Getting Fit...Can I Do It ?" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><content type="html">Is enjoying exercise something that you are born with or is it something that can be learned ?  I don't know the answer to that but hopefully I am about to find out...

I have been a life long couch potato.  I have never been sporty and as with everything else in my life, if I'm not good at it I don't like doing it.  I don't like playing in team games due to both the fear of letting down my team 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IOkLwN4ahyeiMhgRNVIDbEw8Q1o/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IOkLwN4ahyeiMhgRNVIDbEw8Q1o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IOkLwN4ahyeiMhgRNVIDbEw8Q1o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IOkLwN4ahyeiMhgRNVIDbEw8Q1o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/9eqizFe5Gko" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/getting-fitcan-i-do-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8NQHo7eip7ImA9WxBbF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-7176778511554892830</id><published>2010-03-16T12:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:51:31.402Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-16T12:51:31.402Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Gallery" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home" /><title>The Gallery - White</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7176778511554892830?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7176778511554892830?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/CBwwFrEm8TA/gallery-white.html" title="The Gallery - White" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S5993Z86H1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/PNHHZ8-bHzA/s72-c/073.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">This is my first entry, and I'm fighting against feeling intimidated as I am no photographer, but what the hell.  I think this one is rather good.  And yes I know it's not about the quality of the photo, but it's the perfectionist in me...





I think it's fairly self explanatory why I chose white so I won't waffle on about that but some context for you...

This is a zoomed in view from the back
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Zr_0B_Ts3iyKPR1GHM83Pl2rbaA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Zr_0B_Ts3iyKPR1GHM83Pl2rbaA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Zr_0B_Ts3iyKPR1GHM83Pl2rbaA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Zr_0B_Ts3iyKPR1GHM83Pl2rbaA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/CBwwFrEm8TA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/gallery-white.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkENQ306fyp7ImA9WxBbFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-234238492145673094</id><published>2010-03-15T15:55:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:31:32.317Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-15T16:31:32.317Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dogs" /><title>The Photo Lottery</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/234238492145673094?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/234238492145673094?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/WZct60KwsBE/photo-lottery.html" title="The Photo Lottery" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S55adm5pOkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NmSqpm-NoYk/s72-c/Dexter+010.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">I have been tagged by my very special bloggy friend Dawn at The Moiderer to partake in the photo lottery meme. This is quite fun as it doesn't require alot of thought and the rules are not too arduous as you will see below.1. Open the first (oldest) photo folder in your computer library2. Scroll to the 10th photo3. Post the photo and the story behind it4. Tag 5 or more people to continue the 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FjZkG7wD08hcPkmqBDlyjk0_U0M/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FjZkG7wD08hcPkmqBDlyjk0_U0M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FjZkG7wD08hcPkmqBDlyjk0_U0M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FjZkG7wD08hcPkmqBDlyjk0_U0M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/WZct60KwsBE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/photo-lottery.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEBQ34-eyp7ImA9WxBbFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-2251261561578348739</id><published>2010-03-14T15:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:30:52.053Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-14T20:30:52.053Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="depression" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miscarriage" /><title>My Blogging Break</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/2251261561578348739?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/2251261561578348739?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/glyFOWrbSe0/my-blogging-break.html" title="My Blogging Break" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><content type="html">I know that it's not generally recommended that you do a blog post about why you haven't 
been posting but I do feel the need to explain...

First of all, those of you that take the time to comment here (and thank you...it is something that means SO much to me), will be aware of the issues I have been having with my comments system.  You leave a comment, and it never appears on the blog.  I know 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1SvAyjy-fNJOlmjn-TjdD8k2qQQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1SvAyjy-fNJOlmjn-TjdD8k2qQQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1SvAyjy-fNJOlmjn-TjdD8k2qQQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1SvAyjy-fNJOlmjn-TjdD8k2qQQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/glyFOWrbSe0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-blogging-break.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8GSH84eCp7ImA9WxBUF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-5460253224970774695</id><published>2010-03-05T09:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-05T11:00:29.130Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-05T11:00:29.130Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><title>My Space - A Guest Post</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/5460253224970774695?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/5460253224970774695?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/WGuuMdYcYRc/my-space-guest-post.html" title="My Space - A Guest Post" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S5A1EZ798II/AAAAAAAAAGY/a4uXY1KA1K8/s72-c/Guest+photo+Mar" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">
Today, I'm very happy to be introducing a guest post here at Geriatric Mummy's.  And being used to my mundane ramblings you are in for a real treat.  Erica over at Little Mummy's decided to run a guest post swap and 'Musings of a Geriatric Mummy' was paired with 'Very Bored In Catalunya'.  And here is is...a little bit of Catalunian sunshine to brighten your day :-)

















My space is 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vBZlRLn_49Rx-S4lP4JMS-scLGc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vBZlRLn_49Rx-S4lP4JMS-scLGc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vBZlRLn_49Rx-S4lP4JMS-scLGc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vBZlRLn_49Rx-S4lP4JMS-scLGc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/WGuuMdYcYRc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-space-guest-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYGR3o7eSp7ImA9WxBUFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-4668342846074876565</id><published>2010-03-02T21:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:42:06.401Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-02T21:42:06.401Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Star" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="laughter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vlogging" /><title>A little bit of swinging...</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/4668342846074876565?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/4668342846074876565?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/d_aHqD8QyvA/little-bit-of-swinging.html" title="A little bit of swinging..." /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><content type="html">...not that sort. tutt.

Came across this today, and thought I would have a go at posting it.  Firstly, a couple of my very good friends are having a tough time at the moment, Mummy at TheMadHouse  and the lovely Amanda, who hasn't yet stepped into this mad world of blogging, and I thought this may put a little smile on their faces, even if ony for a short while.  God knows we could all do with a
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u-vlDTa2uWw9gEyHv6CeRwLwlK0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u-vlDTa2uWw9gEyHv6CeRwLwlK0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u-vlDTa2uWw9gEyHv6CeRwLwlK0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u-vlDTa2uWw9gEyHv6CeRwLwlK0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/d_aHqD8QyvA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-bit-of-swinging.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEBQX88eyp7ImA9WxBUFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-6518403814403273789</id><published>2010-03-01T15:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:34:10.173Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-01T15:34:10.173Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stress" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frustration" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miscarriage" /><title>Keep Calm and Carry On...on Groundhog Day</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/6518403814403273789?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/6518403814403273789?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/G0BuEemO3nA/keep-calm-and-carry-onon-groundhog-day.html" title="Keep Calm and Carry On...on Groundhog Day" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S4vd6QmYfeI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_m2njyNcCxs/s72-c/keep+calm+and+carry+on.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">Before I start, I will issue the obligatory warnings.  This is a post about baby making, has more than it's fair share of self pity and depressive content, will undoubtedly contain information of the 'too much information' genre, and will be even more rambling than normal...incomprehensible even.  If you are not up for a post like this, please click away now.  You have been warned.

Still here?  
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fq6eDCw_CfiU2d0UpfibpmiTQRw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fq6eDCw_CfiU2d0UpfibpmiTQRw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fq6eDCw_CfiU2d0UpfibpmiTQRw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fq6eDCw_CfiU2d0UpfibpmiTQRw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/G0BuEemO3nA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/keep-calm-and-carry-onon-groundhog-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUER3g_fyp7ImA9WxBVGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-7869035369388328120</id><published>2010-02-23T15:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:56:46.647Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-23T21:56:46.647Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog award" /><title>So many awards, so little time...</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7869035369388328120?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7869035369388328120?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/cmyoromqlVs/so-many-awards-so-little-time.html" title="So many awards, so little time..." /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S4PyKxjVxAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MY7b3bJ4E5U/s72-c/SUnshine+award.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">I love getting blog awards.  No really, I do.  And I have been very fortunate of late to have been the very lucky recipient of more than a few.

 I will never be a 'top blogger' as you all know, as I bleat on about far too much misery for that.  And I wouldn't say this blog is generally an uplifting read.  Nor is it full of inspiring things to make and do, or pearls of wisdom, or funny stories.  
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dsx1RlaL6tq1nExxwyci1NnurXk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dsx1RlaL6tq1nExxwyci1NnurXk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dsx1RlaL6tq1nExxwyci1NnurXk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dsx1RlaL6tq1nExxwyci1NnurXk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/cmyoromqlVs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-many-awards-so-little-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUMQnkycSp7ImA9WxBVGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-8262093949250649232</id><published>2010-02-22T21:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:31:23.799Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-22T21:31:23.799Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Michelin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Menu planning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MckLinky" /><title>Menu Planning Monday</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/8262093949250649232?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/8262093949250649232?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/nU5PANeK37Y/menu-planning-monday_22.html" title="Menu Planning Monday" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><content type="html">Well, belatedly once again, here is my menu planning post. It really would make sense to prepare this post on  a Sunday and schedule for a Monday morning but alas I'm not that organised. Time always runs away from me. Last weeks menu plan was a complete waste of time as, due to my feeling decidedly under the weather, much of the catering arrangements turned out to be of the 'everyone fend for 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B0BVxJZvyIDIkigHjZaRyscIrXw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B0BVxJZvyIDIkigHjZaRyscIrXw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B0BVxJZvyIDIkigHjZaRyscIrXw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B0BVxJZvyIDIkigHjZaRyscIrXw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/nU5PANeK37Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/menu-planning-monday_22.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQBSX8yfSp7ImA9WxBVF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-376119228528303473</id><published>2010-02-20T16:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:19:18.195Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-20T22:19:18.195Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="housekeeping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="posterous" /><title>A Little Bit of Housekeeping</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/376119228528303473?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/376119228528303473?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/KGGbrtVnWGk/little-bit-of-housekeeping.html" title="A Little Bit of Housekeeping" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S4APl_XNnKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-yUGRSCJY24/s72-c/housekeeping.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">


If you haven't already found your way to my new 'About Me' page I thought I should spend a few minutes explaining some of the changes I've made.

I have been blogging for a few months now, and as expected it has taken a few unexpected turns.  I feel that it has the potential to become too varied in it's post content and in doing so, there would be too many posts that were not of interest to 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yh0Y8ZeQ9DpeUK4D5f_hIG6naKQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yh0Y8ZeQ9DpeUK4D5f_hIG6naKQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yh0Y8ZeQ9DpeUK4D5f_hIG6naKQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yh0Y8ZeQ9DpeUK4D5f_hIG6naKQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/KGGbrtVnWGk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-bit-of-housekeeping.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQDR3czcSp7ImA9WxBVFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-4758607889048397452</id><published>2010-02-19T16:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-19T16:19:36.989Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-19T16:19:36.989Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Star" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nurture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><title>A snapshot view of the nature v nurture debate</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/4758607889048397452?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/4758607889048397452?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/f8O9uVNCv9g/snapshot-view-of-nature-v-nurture.html" title="A snapshot view of the nature v nurture debate" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S365aVZ8V2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/VO8IJRdNDEA/s72-c/Shining+Star.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">Last night, The Daddy was telling me about a conversation he'd had with a client about the nature/nurture debate, and how said client feels it has impacted his own family.

The Daddy and I are the type of parents that spend alot of time thinking and talking about how we are bringing up our son, and our hopes and dreams for him.  I spend hours researching what we can do to ensure the best outcomes
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rfCa9KClSPHresxo4BMQ7MD4UJ8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rfCa9KClSPHresxo4BMQ7MD4UJ8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rfCa9KClSPHresxo4BMQ7MD4UJ8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rfCa9KClSPHresxo4BMQ7MD4UJ8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/f8O9uVNCv9g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/snapshot-view-of-nature-v-nurture.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQHRnk4cCp7ImA9WxBVFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-1372111200778675615</id><published>2010-02-17T16:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:15:37.738Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-17T16:15:37.738Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Luck" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Daddy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sick" /><title>How Did I Get This Lucky? Part 2</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/1372111200778675615/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-did-i-get-this-lucky-part-2.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/1372111200778675615?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/1372111200778675615?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/4043tM-ole4/how-did-i-get-this-lucky-part-2.html" title="How Did I Get This Lucky? Part 2" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
A short while ago you may recall reading a post about how lucky I was to have such a marvellous husband.  You may also recall that I stated at the outset that I didn't generally consider myself a lucky person.  Today, or the last 24 hours, has been one of 'those days' and I am about to share it with you.  I will apologise in advance for the rather self pitying tone, but I am ill, so it's allowed
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OKZYcr3gLiMSa4Nvyyi_nP3bBKo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OKZYcr3gLiMSa4Nvyyi_nP3bBKo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OKZYcr3gLiMSa4Nvyyi_nP3bBKo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OKZYcr3gLiMSa4Nvyyi_nP3bBKo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/4043tM-ole4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-did-i-get-this-lucky-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEADRnozeyp7ImA9WxBVFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-7215638717390129016</id><published>2010-02-15T09:26:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:06:17.483Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-17T16:06:17.483Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Menu planning" /><title>Menu Planning Monday</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/7215638717390129016/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/menu-planning-monday.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7215638717390129016?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/7215638717390129016?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/gTxgBybMbgQ/menu-planning-monday.html" title="Menu Planning Monday" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">

Week two here we come.  No change in my or Star's breakfast and lunch arrangements as outlined in last weeks post, but this week The Daddy and my step son (11) will also be here.  They usually have eggs of some desciption for breakfast, and join me in sarnies or leftovers for lunch.  So here is the dinner Menu Plan for Geriatric Towers...

MondayStar - Chilli Con Carne with brown basmati rice, 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yrbWFp_T_bXwVshvxZFlos7Forg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yrbWFp_T_bXwVshvxZFlos7Forg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yrbWFp_T_bXwVshvxZFlos7Forg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yrbWFp_T_bXwVshvxZFlos7Forg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/gTxgBybMbgQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/menu-planning-monday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUAQXs6eCp7ImA9WxBVEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-537039028763485865</id><published>2010-02-14T14:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:24:00.510Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-14T17:24:00.510Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Favourite things" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Star" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="restaurants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Daddy" /><title>My Special Valentines Memory</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/537039028763485865/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-special-valentines-memory.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/537039028763485865?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/537039028763485865?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/9vniYVA-MgY/my-special-valentines-memory.html" title="My Special Valentines Memory" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S3gLysxqB-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/lM06-FlSDFA/s72-c/Le+Manoir.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><content type="html">Valentines day 2008 is one valentines day that I'll never forget.

In 2008 business was booming and The Daddy and I found ourselves in the very privileged position of being able to indulge ourselves.  In fact 2007/8 was a period full of what dreams are made of.  But, as you will know from previous blog posts, life is not all about what you have and where you go.

In October 2007 we started down 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YaX725Omdbn-iFyrYl1-aTNRO3A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YaX725Omdbn-iFyrYl1-aTNRO3A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YaX725Omdbn-iFyrYl1-aTNRO3A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YaX725Omdbn-iFyrYl1-aTNRO3A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/9vniYVA-MgY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-special-valentines-memory.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYHR3o-fCp7ImA9WxBVEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-8977006876930563860</id><published>2010-02-13T22:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:22:16.454Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-14T17:22:16.454Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Star" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog award" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Secret Post Club" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happiness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Daddy" /><title>Things That Have Made Me Happy This Week</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/8977006876930563860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-that-have-made-me-happy-this.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/8977006876930563860?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/8977006876930563860?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/OQNZUVTXPfY/things-that-have-made-me-happy-this.html" title="Things That Have Made Me Happy This Week" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S3cfmfSDOqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/M5R2MdhH6ZE/s72-c/Isaac+Valentine+2010.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">Those of you brave enough to have read my last post will know that this last week has had it's trying moments.  But there have been some fab ones too which I thought I would share just to brighten the mood a little.


Star made some Valentine cookies and a card at nursery.  Well, when I say he made the cookies, I'm not sure that is entirely accurate.  What I can believe though is that he had a 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TN0idJCPxt5E-YX1kVoYlL2gmA4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TN0idJCPxt5E-YX1kVoYlL2gmA4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TN0idJCPxt5E-YX1kVoYlL2gmA4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TN0idJCPxt5E-YX1kVoYlL2gmA4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/OQNZUVTXPfY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-that-have-made-me-happy-this.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUMRn04eCp7ImA9WxBVEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-6939609955240579357</id><published>2010-02-12T22:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:21:27.330Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-12T22:21:27.330Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Star" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New year resolutions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal progress update" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stress" /><title>It's Been Quite A Day...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/6939609955240579357/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-quite-day.html#comment-form" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/6939609955240579357?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/6939609955240579357?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/KeWaJjMTBuw/its-been-quite-day.html" title="It's Been Quite A Day..." /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S3XTmtRGNSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RIqb0CTeP9c/s72-c/egg+sperm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total><content type="html">Warning.  This post contains New Year Goal #4 information.  

I would like to think that, in some small way, I have been missed today.  You see, I have been absent from blog comments, blog posts and twitter until late this afternoon and now I'm here to tell you why...

It's nothing earth shattering so don't get too excited, but we went for another IUI attempt today.  I haven't blogged about it 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WieiyiH7ux5lfjolrxbcqNbrAOI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WieiyiH7ux5lfjolrxbcqNbrAOI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WieiyiH7ux5lfjolrxbcqNbrAOI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WieiyiH7ux5lfjolrxbcqNbrAOI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/KeWaJjMTBuw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-quite-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QHRnkycCp7ImA9WxBWFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138321168982804015.post-2100649369774029985</id><published>2010-02-08T22:41:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:48:57.798Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-08T22:48:57.798Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Menu planning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="allergy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MckLinky" /><title>Menu Planning Monday - It's Here !</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/2100649369774029985/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/menu-planning-monday-its-here.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/2100649369774029985?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138321168982804015/posts/default/2100649369774029985?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~3/RynvzCrOscE/menu-planning-monday-its-here.html" title="Menu Planning Monday - It's Here !" /><author><name>Louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596061740891058187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdlUGzXUpQw/S03doRjTu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2_5KlLbqao/S220/Profile+pic.JPG" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">

Having had a few enthusiastic responses to my suggestion of sharing menu plans and recipes I am pleased to announce the arrival of a new weekly feature here a Geriatric Mummy's.So, to start us off I guess I should share mine. This is an unusual week for us as The Daddy is on a course this week and staying away so it will only be Star and I eating. I should also explain that Star has his own 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n2RnkuJJ8a02dstpuJCLE76WHzQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n2RnkuJJ8a02dstpuJCLE76WHzQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n2RnkuJJ8a02dstpuJCLE76WHzQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n2RnkuJJ8a02dstpuJCLE76WHzQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsOfAGeriatricMummy/~4/RynvzCrOscE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsofageriatricmummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/menu-planning-monday-its-here.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

