Valentines Weekend!

Eleven years ago this valentines day my lovely husband proposed to me, we had already been together for three years, and had just brought our first house together. We had been renting for six months previous to that with some friends, so we were new this living together thing.

He moved into my parents house quite early on in our relationship, and we thought we knew what it was like to live with each other after a year and took the plunge to get out there.

Not much changed, we still got on well, we loved each other, but the workload went up considerably, we were suddenly responsible for cleaning and tidying every room in the house, pay bills, cook all our own meals, make sure we had bread in and milk, if we didn't we had to go without. It was a huge learning curve, but we did it, and now here we are, 3 children, in a different house to the one we started in, we have done so many grown up things now, I almost consider us to be part of the adult world - but not quite. I am really not sure how we have been allowed to go on so long with buying houses, paying bills, they even let us have credit cards, and use the gas hob and electric oven! Three babies have been allowed to remain in our care, and no one has noticed yet that we are still a couple of kids ourselves! I admit at the age of thirty-two, and my husband (yes we were allowed to go and get married as well!!) who is thirty-four, we should really be considered as adults, but neither of us really feel all that different to when we first started out. I do feel a bit more tired now, and I am terribly responsible most of the time. I don't put my music up too loud, unless of course its a REALLY good song. I don't tend to drink too much now, having learnt my limitations (eventually!) I only play computed games after I have done my work. I get up in the morning and sort the children out, before myself, and I even do housework before I watch my programmes or play on the computer.

I still get excited by valentines, but only because I love any excuse to make a special dinner and spoil our little family. So we now have a traditional valentines celebration where we can really appreciate each other. This valentines weekend I am making lasagne, and me and my daugher have made vanilla cupcakes in the shape of hearts. We plan to ice them with pink icing, but at the moment we are waiting for them to cool down.

I'm not really sure what this blog was going to be about, or even what it is about really, I just kind of rambled on and ended up here....