It's been a strange day one way and another.
I was on a school trip today - we were doing a wonderful Tudor Christmas day out in the wilds of Dorset. It is a really fabulous day - very enjoyable. The children enter a Tudor hall all decorated for Christmas, learn about a Tudor Christmas, make Tudor gingerbread and read mince pies (with meat and fruit) and they write a Tudor letter with quill pens, make pomanders and leather pockets, make a kissing bough, stage their very own proper mummers play and learn Tudor dances. An utterly fab day but a long journey so we leave school at 7.30 am. It was a grim trip as the rain was utterly dreadful - Florida type rain .... like a monsoon. Anyway - we arrived and had a drink on arrival and I ate a crispbread and broke half my tooth off with the first - and only - bite. It was broken enough to cause a LOT of pain.
Phone call to hubby at home to make an emergency dental appointment for the next day.
Phonecall back - dentist off to a conference on Thursday and friday so could do this afternoon or Monday. Yikes! the pain was bad - no way was Monday an option.
Luckily enough we had extra adults on the trip so the party leader and I agreed I could be done without. Phonecall to hubby at home to say please come and get me.
Travel time to get to destination on coach 1 hour 45 minutes. Time available for husband to come and get me and take me back to the dentist 4 hours. Just do-able. Time it took hubby to find a place not recognised by even a really good sat nav and monsoon weather through country lanes that were flooded - just over 2 hours. Time back to the dentist 1 hour 30 minutes (speed due to the need to get screaming wife OUT OF THE CAR!)
Anyway - the dentist saw the extent of the problem and the decay under the busted bit that caused the break and fixed it. He was a superstar. Trouble is with my TMJ a trip to the dentist is always traumatic and I will pay for this with jaw ache for the next week. But heck - he saved the tooth.
Then I was riddled with guilt at missingt he trip. But I waited till they were all safely back and have just got home.
Hey ho - life is at least varied.
Anyway - I am about to do my JYC page and will upload it when it is done.
OK - making my page was just the therapy I needed.
This year I had snow pictures to scrap - taken in february this year when we here on the south coast who never ever get snow had more than we wanted. (never happy are we?)
I would love a white Christmas with thick white snow everywhere, but let's face it, unless I go away I am never ever going to have that here. And much as I would love the snowy Christmas I am clearly never going to leave my fur babies at Christmas now am I!
The page gave me the chance to document the awful weather from today as well .... sadly monsoon rains not snow.