Cinders, you will go to the ball... one day

I feel a bit like Cinderella today. Once again, I haven't gone to the ball or should I say; I haven't gone on holiday to Turkey.
Strewth, it's been three years since I've been out there now.
I tried hard not to rain on Julie's parade and hopefully I pulled it off. There was a dodgy moment when I called her to wish her a safe journey and happy hols before she left and I realised, after Oliver rang me in a panic after I left him a message on his mobile and he said that my voice loss made me sound as if I was crying, that she might think I was flipping out.
I promise I wasn't.
It is hard not jetting off with her, but my turn will come again I have to believe that.

For the time being, I'll make do with the delicious smell that comes from my bedroom drawer every time I open it. It comes from the olive oil soap that Irene brought me for my birthday and it's the same type of soap that they use in Turkish bathes. It scents all my clothes and I love it.

It's been a weird sort of summer, where I feel that I am just waiting for something to happen, which of course I am. I guess I should have been brave and booked a holiday in this country, but to be honest I really couldn't get motivated to do so and the weather hasn't been that seductive to rushing out and hiring a cottage somewhere.

So I took mother out for lunch instead of flying off to sunnier climes. Whoa hoo!
And mother was in a cranky mood to say the least when I arrived. I think the fact that her carer came without me reminding her, set her off balance. I didn't remind her because I didn't know she was coming myself, the office that she works for said that her leg was still bad.
Mother is still kicking off about the fact that the gardener didn't cut her hedge and that is really beginning to drive me insane, as he did actually make a good job of the rest of the garden.
But she did take my shock announcement to her after lunch that she had a blood test tomorrow, very well indeed. Normally she really goes into one, but not this time.
In fact she was quite funny again while we were eating lunch today. She does have a wicked sense of humour when she feels in the mood, I just wish the rest of the family saw it more often.

Later we went off to the cinema to watch the new smash hit according to the critics, a romantic film called 'One Day.' Apart from being frozen in the cinema with their random air conditioning, it was quite a good film, but I have seen better to be honest or maybe I just wasn't in the right mood myself.
I came home from the cinema with the munchies, so I'm hoping that I have managed to lose weight and that all these late night hunger pains aren't in vain.
Will I ever lose a stone and a half? I really don't know, but all will be revealed tomorrow at tubby club. I am trying very hard though.

Lots of love Debbie x