SueSpace: Happy New Year

Well, the New Year has arrived and many people are apprehensive due to the economic climate. Things look grim, yet the world has survived worse. We must remember to count our blessings each and every day. It is too easy to focus on the difficult part of life and we must resist that temptation by taking charge of our thought life. This is what St Paul says about it:

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Philippians 4:8 (New International Version)

My mother arrived back from South Africa on Wednesday, and she had wheelchair assistance at both Airports. Then she had to get out of the wheelchair to get to the parking area, and she fell down on all fours by the escalator and couldn't get up. The man who was picking her up had to help her. She had a minor cut on her arm and she hurt her knee. When she got home she turned the heating on and got a blanket and she and her cat Jenny had a very pleasant and restful afternoon in her armchair. It will be a while before she catches up with herself though.

Wendy wanted to see her so she came over yesterday afternoon. Wendy was very excited; she had been waiting outside for her. Mum bought Christmas presents and one of the things was a set of toy saucepans. Wendy filled them with crisps and crushed them, then began spoonfeeding my Mum until she felt sick. I had had some crisps and dip earlier and I shouldn't have done that because it upsets my digestion every time. So my poor old mum was spoonfed dip, yukky flavoured crisps, potato skins, chocolate and heaven alone knows what else. Makes me queasy just thinking about it.

Here is a pic of my mum in her suffering:

Wendy loves that steering wheel, by the way. But most of all she wanted the stuff that would allow her to go swimming - a bright towel, a swimming bag, a ball, arm bands etc. Woozle can't wait to go swimming again. She will have to wait a few days for her Great Grandmother to recuperate from her flight.

And here is our little Woozle mixing those crisps in the toy saucepans ready to feed Josie with them. Just typing about it makes me feel rather green. I need to get off the computer now because I have a house to de-Woozle and clean because Sean is coming this afternoon. He has spotted a lounge suite he wants a closer look at.