Showing posts with label birthday card. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday card. Show all posts

Tuesday, 2 March 2010

Choosing Cards

Why is it so difficult to find a card with suitable words? Today I went to buy a birthday card for Robbie's step mother and mothers day cards for my mother in law and my mum. You can find cards with stepmother on but the words are totally over the top, it is easier to buy a nice card without trying to find one with step mother on it. It is still hard to find nice meaningful words without being insincere, they either seem to have really sloppy words or just best wishes, it is hard to find something in the middle. The mothers day cards are no easier, my mother in law is not my Mother and her son is dead so I need to find one that doesn't say mum and doesn't wish her the happiest day of her life. Once I have met that tall order I need to find cards that say Grandma, not Gran, Granny, Nan or Nanny, only Grandma will do and it is so hard to find one with a nice picture and nice words.

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Happy Birthday Sebastian

I just wanted to say Happy 18th Birthday to Seb, I hope you have a good day and I really hope you like the present. Suddenly I feel very old, three of our children are over 18 now!

Sam was really funny when he was writing Seb's card, I wanted him to put more than his usual 'Sam' on the card so I told him to put 'love from....' He gave me a defiant look and said "Mum, he is having a birthday, not coming out!"

Tuesday, 23 September 2008

Better News

The news on my step father was a little better yesterday. So far he is recovering well from his surgery, but he seems to be struggling a bit with his short term memory, he was fairly convinced that it was 1998! Visiting hours are from 3pm-8pm so I took my mum and Emily to Oxford and then my brother picked them up later. David was very relieved to see them because he knew that he was in hospital but he couldn't work out why or what had happened to everyone else and he didn't know if anyone knew where he was. Poor David, at least he seems to be on the mend. I hope they will move him back to Northampton soon because it is a horrible journey to Oxford.

Now that we have better news about David I can focus on writing a bit more about my Birthday. I wrote yesterday about a very random present from Robbie, but the weird clock was relatively normal compared to the card he bought me. When he gave it to me he was really excited and when I first looked at it I thought he had made it himself because it was made of felt scraps, but on closer inspection I found it was a Fuzzy Felts card. His reason for buying it was typically Robbie “well, it's retro” it was a nice thought but it didn't have any words in it and I like nice words in a card. I had a number of other lovely cards and Sam bought me a very funny card, it made me laugh out loud. As for Robbie I think I will get hold of a war time recipe book and make him a meal using only what would have been available in the days of rationing – I wonder if he would be so keen on retro then! I'm not really moaning, he may be weird but when it matters he is fantastic, I don't know how I would have coped with all the worry at the weekend without him there to help.