Alex arrived on the bus three days ago. He has washed up and hung out washing and fetched and carried for me. He is at his most cheerful and endearing in the morning. Each new day is an adventure for him.Life continues to be challenging, as well, as he is now a young man with his own beliefs and opinions. Sometimes we clash, but that is also to be expected. Young men are supposed to fly the coup and find themselves.
Callum and his delightful lady, Bron - my future daughter in law - roared in from the Big Smoke yesterday morning. We had a laughter filled second Christmas, exchanging gifts, telling stories and hearing their news. Their house has had an unfortunate setback in finishing - the builder appears to have misplaced their garage door. Hopefully, 2015 will result in the early locating of said garage door, so that its installation and their final inspection of their new home can take place. Maybe by late February, they'll be in...
Vanessa was with us in spirit; she enjoyed a girls' night in the city of cocktails, frocks and her first flutter at the Casino. Fortunately, not much money was lost. She sounded happy and very relaxed when she rang to regale me with the details of her New Year's Eve.
We had our good friends, Denese and Guy here, along with their whirlwind seven year old son, Caleb, and Lorna from next door. Needless to say, we had the additional canine visitors in Woody (red cloud Kelpie), JB (Jack Russell terrier) and Tyson (naughty Pomeranian). Unfortunately for Tyson, he blotted his copybook fairly early by growling at Woody and was firmly removed from the party by Lorna. His disgrace was complete when he was tied up and left at home to cool his heels by himself.
Alex entertained Caleb with the construction of a gingerbread train by them, together. The result was spectacular and my young man did me proud by taking a much younger boy under his wing for the evening. Nights with lots of adults can be pretty boring for a child and Caleb seemed very pleased to have the activity with Alex.
My cunning plan of using just about plastic everything worked like a charm. Cleaning up was pretty painless, with Alex depositing all the rubbish in bags in the wheelie bin. All we had left to do this morning was wash up a few serving bowls and cutting boards. Bliss.
Our visitors left around ten o'clock. Alex retired to bed. Michael and I struggled on until just after eleven. We eventually realised we weren't going to make midnight and went to bed. Cal and Bron saw the New Year in for us all. I was briefly aware of the live streaming of the countdown coming from the guest room before I fell asleep, warm and comfortable with my husband and my family around me in the House that Rocks.
Happy New 2015.
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