Hallo mumzy..

Being married is fun. We build a life together and we share everything with each other.

But does that also mean I have to share his mother?

I'm writing this post because I'm tired of debating with myself.

I'm tired of asking myself - do I really have to share his mother?

And that extends to, do I also have to call his mother 'mum'?

In all honesty I'm not in best terms with his mother at the moment. A bit of a mother-in-law/daughter-in-law problem going on.

However, put that aside and I still don't think I should address his mother as 'mum'.

Why?

Simple, I already have one.

My mother is my 'mum' and I don't need another one.

I love my mother and I feel like I am betraying her by calling another woman 'mum'.

I also believe that the title 'mum' is earned. My mum worked hard dealing with the troublesome kid and cloudy teenager that was me and I respect her for putting up with all that because she loves me.

I'm not trying to say that his mum put in any less. She did the same for him. She's just never going to do the same for me. It's not that she's not willing, she might just be. But it would be almost impossible logistically and emotionally.

The tie between me and my mum is different. It is special.

My mum feels my pain. My mum will always want something to my benefit. Plus my mum is not just 'mum'.

She can be mumzy, ma, mummymoo, aunty, ah poh.. or anything I could be calling her that day just for fun because whatever tag I put on her, it doesn't change the fact that she's my mother and it doesn't change the way I love and feel about her.

His mum however, can only be 'mum' because it is more a title than anything else.

Maybe it is the amount of 'My mother' essays I've written for school that gave me this ultra specific definition of a mother but I do believe in my argument.

However, it also doesn't change the fact that I've been sort of.. 'pressured' into addressing his mother as 'mum' and since nobody else wants anymore trouble from me, it looks like it's here to stay until I get brave enough to reverse it back to 'Uncle & Aunty' one day.

Knowing me, maybe I just will..

To add to this, he also has a problem addressing my parents as 'Dad & Mum' but since I've been forced to do so with his side, he unfortunately, has to do the same with mine under my insistance, until he finds enough courage to do something about it.

Heh.....

Happy Birthday Luc!

On Saturday the 17th a little boy turned 2..

This little boy is very special to me.

He's special because I've known him since he was a teeny weeny littlest thing.

He makes me feel special because he recognises me and smiles when he sees me and announces loudly that his 'A-mi' has arrived.

Nothing in the world compares to you my dearest boy and I love you with all my heart.

Happy Birthday Luci Puchi. A-mi loves you!

Windmill windmill for the land..

Love forever love is free
Let's turn forever you and me..

Married 4 and a half months and still happy :)

Sleepytime

It's a cold and gloomy Monday afternoon and what does Wibble do?

Sleep! of course..

With his hind legs stretched out and dead-bunny-expression thrown in and you have happy sleeping Wibble.. if it wasn't so cold his front paws would probably be all stretched out as well.

Do excuse the quality of this picture. I didn't want to go too close and wake his royal highness from his perfect slumber.

The bull-dog?

Recently there have been talks between us about moving to a new home close to Kew - one with a front AND back garden, which we absolutely crave!!

And that also extends to the tiny tiny tiniest probability of getting a dog (if the budget can stretch and if the rabbits give their royal approval)..

Strangely the bulldog (believe it or not) is one of the husband's favourite dog and here's probably why:-

My friend has a bulldog and she is wonderful, but I don’t think they are low maintenance dogs. They have a lot of breathing problems and snore really loud. In fact bulldogs are used to make goblin noises in movies. They also have to be artificially inseminated if you are going to breed them because apparently “doggy style” can give them a heart attack. This is what my friend says anyway.



Haha.. that's not a bulldog! That's my husband you're describing!!!!

An update on our vegetable garden

The wife and I decided to make use of our balcony space to grow some usable plants instead of just flowers. Now, a few months on, here's how they're doing!



The herb garden, with the carrot box off to the right. In the herb box we've got rocket, parsley, and the sadly-bare coriander patch



A closer look at the carrot plants.



Potato sack doing quite well



Monster tomato plants! Which are actually starting to bear fruit...



...like this lovely pair on a rather hairy stalk


And in keeping with recent tradition, cooked food picture of the day: Garlic butter rice with an odd stew, suffering from my error of judgement in the size of the plate I needed. I'm not quite sure how to describe this stew, it started life as a pasta sauce with some meatballs that began as sausages, then had carrots, chorizo, mushrooms and some extra tomatoes added to become a stew.

More camwhoring

It appears in recent days this blog has become a bit of a food blog, so time for some food blog cliches!


Start with a shot to establish what you're actually looking at (note also the inappropriate broccoli as usual lurking in the background)


and now the closeups...






Not just a food blog. An M & S food blog.