17 September 2013

Oh My, has it really been 18 months?

I guess it has!  I'm not even sure what I've been doing in all of that time, way too many sleeps ago.  Although it was a little stressful around June 2012.... I turned 40 and unbeknownst to me, my fabulous husband had organized a surprise party for me.  Now, the surprise was not only that I didn't know that it was happening, but that it was happening in my own house.  OMG the shame of having my friends come over and vacuum my house and change beds, as we had house guests too - all whilst I was out with my daughters being pampered at the nail salon.  I haven't received any anonymous magazine cutout letter blackmail notes so either the house wasn't that bad, or they're too traumatized and are still suffering from PTSD.....

The surprise was beyond anything I could have imagined, I still tear up now, must be soppy now that I'm older!  We got home and were barred access to the house from the garage.  Then I was allowed in and told to go to the basement, where I was met with 40-50 people shouting surprise.  The biggest one being my best American friend Marge.  She and her husband emigrated to the UK in Feb 2012 and there they were standing behind the bar in my basement.  Well of course I cried, and then she handed me an envelope that said, "go to Jessica's room".  I went off up stairs full of excitement, as I opened the door there stood my very best friends from the Uk and their gorgeous daughters.  After lots of hugs and snot bubbles (that'd be me), they then handed me another envelope that said "go to the end bedroom".  I could not begin to imagine who'd or what'd be there in that room.  I walked nervously along the hallway and tried to open the door and was met with it being held shut from the other side.  After a knock at the door and telling whoever was behind it that I had the envelope and I was told to come to the door, it opened and there stood my mum and dad - well if I blew snot bubbles before they were nothing on this time, except being parents they hugged me back (instead of waiting until I'd cleaned my face "Neil").

Anyhoo, all of that took me by such surprise that I was completely taken aback and in a bit of a daze for weeks, okay it was August before I tried to function again.  The summer all just went so quickly that I took some photos of cakes that I'd done, but didn't do anything more with them.  I also got super busy as the school year started as I was solo president of the girls' PTA (much to my husband's chagrin), so that took up a lot of time and although I was still doing cakes here and there for friends, I didn't always take photos of them.

But, never say never.... I'm back again, not sure for how long this time, lots of irons in the fire but I've got quite a few pics to load onto the slideshow and maybe the odd post here and there again.


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