Tea room the 5th - welcome to the yurt

[UniS]

Welcome to the tea room. A warm welcome to everyone, whether you have one child, none, or ten. This is a tea-and-muffin or booze-and-sofasorcanapees sanctuary for all. But certain standards of behaviour continue to apply - anyone engaging in fisticuffs will be ejected by George Clooney, ably assisted by Mellors the Gardener.

You have found us- did you like teh slide/ bridge over teh HaHa. Teh priest hole is still available, its just over there.

Mellors and I have erected the yurt, strewn rugs around and good a good fire going in the wood burner. The place is feeling toasty and warm with not a draft to be felt.The kettle is now singing away on the hob. selection of teas for all taste on the shelf along with the hand made by potters mugs. Mellors very ably fitted teh yurt window with a window sill onto which can be placed a selection of pot plants and george.

Can someone sort out RP ( who I think came over with the sofa) and plump up the hay pile for donk.

A Previous incarnation of Tea room may be found here

Whatever you say MadBad whatever you say ....

Amber well done on database

Mistle I hope DH's Mum can give him a kick up the pants bit of encouragement. Has he not applied to the £10 squillion job you saw yet?

Catita hope all well with you and your 50,000,000 cousins

Racing yes, how is WS?

JM where are you?

Tea Ditto

Thumb you wouldn't believe it - there's no Yurt commission - but GET A GROBAG WOMAN!!! We were given some at birth and I said no. Now, DaisyBoy is 2.5 and still in his. He loves it. Snuggles it. Chooses it for lunchtime nap. Can walk in it, but it really acts as a cue for him that it's sleepy time and the first thing he asks in teh morning is "Is it time for Grobag to come off?" If I say no he lies down again....

He can walk in it, so don't worry too much about the falling over. It keeps temperature much better regulated and he sleeps SO much better now - this is the child who as a baby hated to be horizontal - we used to sleep with him in my arms in a weird and complicated pillow supported arrangement so he could be vertical and resting on me

Tea? Lovely, thanks Amber. And I want chocolate biccies

by the way Amber, how were Earl and Lady Grey? They have been a bit neglected of late haven't they, they must have been glad to get out and about for a run

Well, since you ask, they were Jolly Badly Behaved,but I blame it on the local hunt using the back fields earlier in the week. One tootle on the hunting horn and they're skittish for days afterwards . There again, Mellors seems to be the same...

Fingers crossed I make it to the yurt this time, there seems to be an invisible forcefield keepin gme out

I'm not doing so bad, absolutely no puking since Sunday night; but bad migraine and dizziness yesterday morning and too a lesser extent this morning.

I'm seeing my very nice gynacologist lady on Friday. After that I will have to see my endocrinologist... fun fun fun.

Hi everyone! Just looking in briefly on my way home from school.

Wriggle was a bit better yesterday, although she managed to cough until she was sick three times while we were in town. I know it is just the coughing, not a stomach upset, so I just mopped her up quickly and hurried on before anyone could tell me what a bad parent I am being taking a sick child out into the cold.

Left her with dh today; slightly reluctant to go home and find out how they have been getting on. And facing all the cooking/tidying/etc after being at work all day - dh does not multitask!

Thought I would chip in my penny's worth about the grobags, although it will be of no help. I thought they looked a great idea and bought two at no little cost. Never used them once. When Wriggle was little I used to swaddle her very tightly in a sheet, which she loved. When she grew out of that she was in with us and, being a warm sort of child, I never wanted her covered at all, so she spent the nights with only her legs under my duvet, with no heating in the bedroom at all.

That being said, she is now constantly saying that she is cold. I don't think she is actually cold; I think it just means 'I need something but don't know what'. Of course, I could be wrong.

Have a lovely evening - I intend to make a great effort at calm cheerfulness and sociability in RL.

Good luck RS! I hope it's all better at home than you are imagining.

Boy is in teh gro bag camp, he only stopped useing one a month ago. tho it was sporadic since last summer. Hes a chilly child tho and was in growbag under blankets, any less and he woke up cold and crying in teh night.
All ours were 2nd hand 2.5 tog ones.

Boy had lovely 3rd birthday with granny and grandad. Now V tired and stroppy. All toyed out and needs a good sleep.

If we were doing any of our unusual 'co-sleeping' (ie ds was ill and either I and ds or dh on his own had decamped) ds would be in his grobag ontop of my blankets or duvet so that he didn't overheat

I found some 'real' grobags in TKMax at half price which I was very pleased about - somehow I trusted them to be more the tog level that they said - not quite sure why!

ooHH and I found a 'travel' version that was fab too - so could travel after supper and bath with ds hopefully asleep - strapped in in his grobag, so I could carry him straight into wherever we were staying to go back to bed in a nice warm grobag...

Catita - have I missed dh's comments re your news? I hope that he's hlpeing out a bit more now!

Is it Bolly or Perrier (for Catita) o'clock yet?

I don't care which. Am having a bit of a blue moment (sorry) just been watching 'relocation relocation' and thinking how easy it seems for most people to have a second child (Catita, please don't count yourself in amonst my general rant - you've got sufficient problems to be excused anyway). I think its probably because I'm over tired and dh is out playing (sorry everyone)

( hug) or sympathetic pat or rabbit with pancake being sent your way MT. Its not easy fr lots of people they just tend not to talk about in on national TV.

Now we denizens of teh yurt have dozons of babies- not so naked mohawk variety at any rate. AND we have a horse and a Mellors, an igor and sundry pigs and other pets. We have an indian screen so Amber can hide n a corner AND a preist hole in case Justa needs hiding. We have soooo much more than those poor sods who feel the need to fluant their ability to buy an expensive house ( or two) on national TV.

We even have esoteric knowlegde about cars and public baths and Hahas.
I like teh yurt.

I know Unis. But I only have ds.

Oh, I do understand. But even if it's easy for most people to have a second child it isn't, alas, easy for us all. I know I've said this before and it's rather trite, but the only answer, I think, is to convince oneself that the glass is half full rather than half empty.

Speaking of which, let's drown our sorrows in champagne.

I know it's only Wednesday, but perhaps a little knees-up might help? I'm feeling a bit glum about recurring problems at work, so think perhaps I'll distract myself by having a little bop with some of Mellors' chums. The endorphins will do me good.

Life is absolute crap sometimes. I wish it could be different.

Tomorrow, when your cup seems more like half full; have a laugh at MadBad, myself and Mellors bopping along to my childhood sweetheart in the yurt courtyard.

If you look closely that's me and MB pretending to be Pepsi and Shirley

And here's a striking solo from Mellors

[big hug emoticon]

And to answer your very kind questions. DH is dealing with the news quite well. He's coming with me on Friday at least, which will nice.

However, he's got a cold and is completely and utterly dying; he just feels awful and bunged up [poor man flu emoticon]

He wants me to pander to him; but tbh, I can't be bothered. Last night after tea I lay on the sofa and fell asleep until he came back. Then I got up and went to bed, listening to his general moaning getting quieter as I shut the door behind me.

I'm better this evening as the above videos atest. There's nothing like a good boogie to get the aderenlin pumping

Mistle, a large cuppa and some warm toast awaits you. And I'll let you borrow the extra-huggable duvet if you like.

Catita, ah yes, that man-flu can be very serious, as I understand from the YouTube clip on it

Off to visit sites all over the South of England today. Oh the joys of business life...

Sorry, not sure what came over me last night. Not normally like that but thank you for the hugs and pats and bolly...

Amber - safe travelling... Hope its trusty today not too rusty - wouldn't want something essential dropping off.

Catita - glad to hear that dh is taking it well. I'm sure that my dh would have been in bed if feeling like I've been over the past couple of days (which might explain things a bit) - I just hope that it all doesn't hit me at the weekend... But if it does, I bet its still me getting up at silly o clock with boyo in the morning...

Mistle, I know what you mean. Mostly I am just glad that we managed to have DS before my clock stopped ticking. But sometimes...

Talking of DS - he is still at home, exploding at intervals. Fortunately mostly down the toilet.

Both of 'my' agencies have of course rung to give me work. "Was there any way I could... its an unusual one, just up your street..."

Just when we need the money...

Of course Sods Law means that just as he is getting bored and bouncy, I now have the lurg and just want to go to bed.

Tea and toast anyone? (I'll give it a miss personally, wouldn't want to turn the Yurt into a vomitorium!)

Sorry to hear that you're not feeling great Donk - hope that you get over it very quickly.

What do you do workwise (not sure whether its come up before, if so, sorry, but don't feel you have to respond if you don't want to!)? Can they wait or is it the sort of thing that you have to do then and there?

There is a rumour, that, heavily disguised (the hard bit is the ears), I have a second life as a supply teacher

Surely not! My word!

So time is definitely of the essence then... What age? Do the children know that you're really a donkey?

My mother was a teacher - she ended up doing all sorts of peculiar things - like teaching the lads on the brickie course on the local YTS scheme how to read and write and do basic maths, and working as a home teacher - some children were not at school due to pregnancy, some ill, and some due to behaviour - although it was actually the sister of someone that she was supposed to be teaching that turned out to be most dangerous

I was a computer trainer for some years. (No, not someone who trains computers .)

Taught thousands of bemused employees and bosses how to wrestle spreadsheets and databases into some sort of obedience. Great fun. Can't manage classroom teaching of younger people, though - takes totally different skills. Really admire those who can.