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Aghh - Sunday evening and I have to work tomorrow - bah humbug. I've become very much to my Mondays and I resent it when I don't get them. On the plus side I have Friday off though and we are going to Rome for the weekend so that's something to look forward to.

Yesterday was another wet weekend day and so this afternoon I was determined to get everyone outside, despite my having a rubbish cold that kept me awake all last night sneezing or feeling like someone was ripping my throat out. It kept threatening to rain but I want going to let that stop me so I called a friend and suggested a dog walk. We've been talking about doing this for ages so that Bertie and Freya can meet some other dogs off their home territory but I've been a bit nervous about it. Today though I threw dogs and children in the van and off we went. All started well with no major mishaps, only for Bertie then to try and prove he was top dog. This went on for a little while until Freya got fed up with all the nonsense he was creating and every time he went near Enzo she nipped in between them and gave Bertie a right telling off - there's no doubting she is in charge! At least this time it wasn't a case of her being a pain - she was actually pretty well behaved the whole way around. We commented on the fact that despite the kids not being overly keen on walking as soon as they were out it was a case of them running on in front having an amazing time, At one point they were running down a field, hair streaming out behind then and we both commented on how good it is to insist they get outside. Abi generally knows it makes her feel better - Izzy still takes some convincing but even she was so much perkier for having some fresh air.

In amongst the rain yesterday I took the girls to the riding stable for a lesson. This was to try and rebuild Izzy's confidence after her fall at new year. She's been saying she was keen to go back so this was intended to ease her back in. As we drove up she got quieter and quieter and I knew it was going to be touch and go. She got on OK but within minutes I could see she was getting more and more upset. Its such a shame because she is a very capable little rider but in her head she feels that she's about to get dumped off at any moment. This has been building for a while so in the end as the tears started to fall I suggested she get off - its not worth her getting all wound up about. Abi then went on to have a brilliant one-on-one lesson so it wasn't all bad but I suspect it will be a while before we go back up there again. Oh well, means I can get to yoga some Saturdays instead. She came home saying that maybe she could just be a groom rather than a riding instructor. We had a little chat and she decided instead that given she loves art and make-up maybe a top make up artist would be more suitable. I should have realised this would be an excuse for her to fill her boots with all the You Tube Make Up videos she loves - do I never learn?!?

She's also been busy writing out her birthday list - the countdown has begun already (apparently only 49 days to go)... all make up related and that was even before the riding incident. She was very worried everyone would get the same ting, hence the note at the bottom. At least its polite!

While all this was going on Dad has been into hospital for his op. Thank goodness it all went well and he was home in superfast time - the work really now begins to get him to stay quiet and not do anything strenuous for the next few weeks - good luck with that Mum!!

Right - got to go to bed as it's work tomorrow - boo hoo. This time last week we were getting ready to take Izzy to Pangbourne (she LOVED it) - a much nicer prospect!
 



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