Tea Room the Eleventh

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Goodness, we seem to have run out of space on the other one!
I shall assume that we are still in the same premises as for Tea Room Ten for the moment until wiser people tell me otherwise!!

Goodness me, it sounds like we are all having a terrible week in the tearoom I'm sending lots of sympathy and silent comfort to those in the priest hole. Also I'm lowering down some nice lentil soup and crusty loaves (courtsey of my lovely neighbour).

Thumb The homesickness thing is a real bugger. For me it was the "fish out of water" feeling that got to me in the long-run. Feeling that I couldn't just get on and do things, because I wasn't sure how to go about it and always needing Mr. Hatita/a random stranger to explain things. I often went for the random strabger option as not to feel completely dependent on Mr. H.

Racing I feel your pain. Kittenito had total melt down yesterday afternoon. I think he was overtired, but he had the biggest tantrum I have ever seen him have, complete with theatrics to the point that he threw himself on the floor and then banged his head hard on the tiles. In the end I had to put him into his cot and leave him to it, it was the only place I thought he couldn't do himself any harm. Well I say "I", but I mean lovely neighbour (see aforementioned soup) seeing as I am still someway from being able to pick him up. This is a bog part of the problem: he wants Mami to do everything for him and when papi or someone else helps he has a tantrum.

He's completely accepted Gatita however and gives her a kiss goodnight and good morning ("hola hermana" he says very cutely, "buenas noches hermana). he just doesn't like the fact that Mami still has a poorly tummy and can't carry him/lift him etc etc.

Mamoth post, you can tell that Gatita is napping can't you? If only she would sleep wuite as well at night. She seems to be developing colic unfortunately. Last night, once Kittenito had finally stopped crying, she started straight up. Silence is a much needed commodity in this house at the mo.

CMOT Wow. I have just seen you in the Guardian. Fame has come to the tearoom. We're really going have to make sure of an "A" list celeb to play you in the film now.

Link pls?

Am just going to crawl in the priest's hole. Brought DS back early from football practice. He (and I) can't cope with all the niggling digs and pushes and general snidey comments of a couple of the other kids

Forgot to mention. If you look on my profile, you'll see me with a real live bishop...

And when I got to the evening class I was teaching, only two people turned up and they decided it wasn't worth doing it this time, so I turned round and went home again!

DH had turned up early at home in the meantime, so we got back into the car and drove 10 miles to the library to borrow Bambi 1. Wriggle now fast asleep, DH happy after two helpings of spag bol, so going a bit better.

Wow - I have just seen one of our bishops, out on parole with MaryBS!

Catita, good to hear that you have a lovely neighbour. Do you feel at home now in Mexico?

The leaves of my lovely wallflowers are all shrivelled, so that doesn't look good.

Good strong red wine indicated tonight, I think, and some lavender oil in the burner.

Oh Racing - ... if it is any help last week was pretty much like that for me too.

And this little lovely treasure is for Mary....

www.guardian.co.uk/politics/2009/nov/18/mumsnet-queens-speech

LOvely to hear from you, Catita. Would you like a spritz of my aromatherapy pillow spray? It works for me and it worked for Thumb so perhaps it will reach you and the rest of the Hatita household (Hacienda Hatita?) too.

So sorry about the brats other children at the football practice, Mary. I normally try to encourage MBBaby to tough it out turn the other cheek when other children are not being nice, but sometimes the protective mother hen instinct kicks in and I just want to cuff the brats round the ear take her out of that situation.

Racing - Have you always taught evening classes? Or is this a new venture? If it wasn't so far, I would enrol (unless it is 101 culinary uses for beetroot or a semiotic analysis of the films of Jean Claude van Damme).

Oh dear; we are in dire straights in the tea room. Do you think we need exorcising, or smudging with sage leaves (don't quite know what that is) or we have upset cosmic balances somewhere?

I'm afraid Mellors just shook his head sadly at wallflowers: 'Too much wind and not enough root', he pronounced.

How is DaisyNanny?

EEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeekkk!!!

I am upto my ears in trying to understand Thanksgiving. I think, I have just twigged why I was given this job, the French Mothers think that I know what it is all about seeing as I am "ze Anglo-Saxon" and next week there is to be an American Thanksgiving party at Milk's school and I am supposed to be e-mailing Mothers telling them what to bring... but I have no idea myself!

[panic]!!!!

Having spent a whole summer watchimg Friends all evenimg every evening when Wriggle's 17-year-old cousin came to stay, it seems to involve everything that we in Britain would think necessary for a Christmas dinner, including family feuds, tears and hangovers. off the top of head, it was the opportunity for the new American settlers to thank the locals for helping with their first harvest, just before exterminating them.

teafortwo, thanks for link. Tell them to bring a giant roast turkey each!

Madbad, because DS has AS, he gets upset really easily, so tends to have giant strops and runs off and cries. I think I coaxed him back at least once a minute before finally accepting it was too much tonight. Final straw was coach partnering him with one of the bullies - he ran off and screeched at the top of his voice "I really hate Cxxxxx". C already knew I'd been watching him because of Paddington type stares I'd been giving him, so he wasn't as bad as normal, but even so...

Red wine is good, I particularly like the 2003 Seguret...

Obvious cross post there - I was talking about Thanksgiving.

MadBad, yes, I do teach evening classes off and on. This one is French for teachers (most of whom do not really want to teach French). Quite taken with the idea of a beetrrot-themed evening class, though.

Tea, Google is always the answer!

Oh thanks RS!

Oooh-er. It uncrossed itself and turned up in the right place! That wasn't where it was just now. Might have to go to bed and think about this.

Or even beetroot.

Mary - Having, for four years, been the school football team's teacher (i.e drank tea and watched while the Dads coaches and boys did their thing) I soooooooo know the scene you are painting!!! Boys can be really cruel on the pitch and coaches can be more than a bit frightening too.

For health and social reasons having a sport is fab... but can you coax him towards one that is a bit more loving and peaceful?

For example my sweet and kind cousin, having had enough of being treated badly at footy, swapped his football boots for golf clubs and it has really done so much for his confidence since.

Unis dances in, waves at teh silent, sniffs at teh lavender scented and dances out again. Nope, my copy of Ballet shoes on DVD has not yet arrived, I did watch Rize last night - hip hop crump dance film, and HSM the night before, so am justa little dance crazy.

awww proud mummy moment alert. Boy and his mate were both wearing waistcoats at Ballet this week, they seem to have decided that thats teh boy version of a frilly skirt. Mates daddy does morris I think so maybe thats an influence. Boy has a liking for waistcoats generally and owns several, can;t get him to wear plain ones tho, he prefers teh garish ones. Definatly has his own sence of style my boy.

I offer you, for tonights midnight feast- mArizpan, little nuggets of golden lovleyness wrapped in plain choc shells, just right for rolling down the marble run into teh preist hole . ALong of course with teh traditional tea room jug of hot choc and hand thrown mugs.

Racing - I'm glad it's not just me who finds that her posts mysteriously shift themselves up and down the thread! It's quite discombobulating.

Mary, yes, I was agreeing with your approach. I know that the anti-bullying line at school is that one should stand one's ground, or else the bullies will win, but actually I think that sometimes one should just get the child out of the situation pronto. All the more reason for you to do it, if your ds was getting agitated.

Tea - You're going to need some cranberries and some sweet potatoes (not necessarily in the same dish). And a pecan pie.

I am going to have to google 'hip hop crump' but boy, UniS, those are some cracking dance moves!

Would anyone like some more of this fine red wine?

Hello all! Do you like the picture of me in the Guardian CMOT so glad that you are one to woo before the election

Tea Thanksgiving is as Racing says, but have a care, too often sweet potato is served with marshmallow. Do not give in. That is a hideous affront to sweet potato and marshmallow. Basically think Christmas Dinner with cranberry, sweet potato, pumpkin and corn on the cob

Where is JM she would help? It's done Canadian Stylee but (I think) in March, not November. No doubt there are many websites on Craft for Tiddlers at Thanksgiving - making weeny tartan turkeys and such like

Racing I want to come down to your evening classes too - a mob handed Tea Room descent, non?

Don't worry re Wriggle, UniS and Thumb speak wise words!

How goes the house buygin UniS?

MadBad how are you? Other than the arthritic feet etc?

Thanks for asking, DaisyNanny is back in harness, bless her, and I managed to get a whole days work in which is fab, I shall get a whole night's sleep too

Now, quick poll - Christmas Present for DaisyBoy - do you think Farm or Fire Engine?

What you all doing/ getting?

Farm.
or fire station, both great ideas. Am going for farm stuff with boy this year. He plays fire engines with daddy with no props any way.
Thjey race around teh house rescuing imaginary people from pretend fires and taking them to hospital ... yawn.

Rize- I did spell correctly for a change, also goggle tommy the clown!
And while your at it the Watts towers! wow, I want to go to LA and see the towers sometime.

House buying, lets not mention that for a while eh. I'd hate to spoil a nice evening. Its not going very well truth be told, but nowt is happening in either direction til DH is home at weekend.

Hmmm. Fire engine or farm. Does DaisyBoy like to make up stories? If so, would he get more mileage out of the farm? MBB used to spend ages acting out little scenes with lost sheep, trusty sheep dogs, milk crates and other accoutrements of farm life. Or would DaisyBoy prefer to run round the house shouting nee-nah nee-nah?

Thanks for asking Daisy. I am old, infirm and a martyr to me feet. But I am liking all this talk of Christmas presents for our over-indulged onlies .

Oh sod it. Seem to be out of the priest hole now. Reading and sympathising with everyone. Not sure we need exorcising, though if we're up for some exercising, Mellors appears to be in his running gear and has fixed the brakes on the Tea Room Bicycles (which are of course three wheeler 'sit up and beg' ones with a nice basket on the front). He will then be administering first aid to those with dislocated knees, and a large tot of sleeping draught for those awake all night with little ones.

Large hugs (in a non-contact sort of way) for those needing one.

Oooops! This morning starts as yesterday left off - I am the only person at school today not wearing their pyjamas for Children in Need. (Secretly rather pleased.) Also left my car boot open last night and there is a small swimming pool in there and loud sloshing noises as I went round corners this morning.

Tea, I have had an idea. Since we might be breaking cover and removing our aliases anyway if we ever meet up, would you be interested in sending me French stuff (obviously paid for by me inc postage) in exchange for me sending you English stuff? I could for example get a whole set of new Charlie and Lola books for £10. Also Harry and his bucket full of dinosaurs (6 books and a CD ) for £8). I tried giving my inlaws 100 euros to go to vide greniers and get me beautiful children's books and Disney (or at least really nice) DVDs. They bought me second-hand children's clothes. There was nothing as such wrong with the clothes, but I can get very nice clothes in Dorset ... (There was a rather good Minou T-shirt).

So, what do you think? Tell me if its not the sort of thing that would fit in with you; I really won't mind at all.

Off to look up how to sing Happy Birthday in Welsh for assembly.

Happy Birthday in Welsh
Happy Birthday in Welsh
Happy Birthday in Welshness
Happy Birthday in Welsh

Hmm, not sure. I like the original words a bit better...

how to explain to 3 and half year old that teh reason he is late for preschool is because he was messing about and didn't co-operate in getting ready. So he howled his way down teh road whineing that he wanted to be there already and be there at teh start etc etc. ARRRRRGH. I will be sooo glad when his dad gets home tomorrow. Boy and I both being a bit rubbish at mornings is not a good combination.

I think house buying is unravelling. altho we could get a morgagae ( we don't need very much if we sink all savings into it) its not straight forward and we may not be able to get our investment back easily if we have to sell in next 8 years. Very tempted to walk away and wait to see what else comes onto market in spring.