Fabulous Friday Five for February

As February draws to a close, I took a little time to reflect on the last few weeks. It’s been tough – I’ve been in hospital, the cat is ill and required an enormous amount of vet treatment that I couldn’t afford and we found out that we are going to have to move again after only six months of living in our new house. However, February has also been a positive month, particularly in my little blogging endeavours, so I thought I would take the opportunity to share the five things that have been fabulous.

1. Suzie81 received it’s 100,000th view a week ago. This in itself was a monumental achievement and it exceeded any expectations that I had when i started this blog 10 months ago. I decided to bite the bullet and share a few of my posts with my friends on Facebook, most of whom had no idea that I actually had a blog to begin with. They shared one of my posts – ‘Why Being a Stay at Home Parent is the Toughest Job in the World…’ which was viewed several thousand times and ended up being featured on ‘Mumsnet,’ which was amazing! Since then I decided to share one of my older posts, ‘How To Know When You’re a Teacher’ and it has been picked up and shared over 3,000 times, giving me and extra 20,000 views in the last week. It’s still going – I have been boring The Bloke to death with daily updates and I have become a stat obsessive, checking it at least ten times a day. It’s so exciting!!! Every morning I wake up with this facial expression…


I’d also like to say a massive ‘thank you’ for all the lovely awards that I have been given over the last month, but more on that in a future post.

2. My school underwent a very tough and intense OFSTED. I was seen by one of the inspectors and was awarded an ‘Outstanding.’ This was the third one that I have been given in a row and as a ‘well done’ The Bloke gave me a beautiful Pandora bracelet to celebrate – I’m spoilt rotten!


3. I have been reminded yet again what amazing family and friends that I have. When I was taken to hospital my mum and sister drove half-way down the country to be with me, some of my friends came to visit me, my work colleagues sent me a beautiful bunch of flowers, and my mum spent the weekend at my house after I was discharged. During my recovery I have been inundated with messages asking how I am, with offers of support if I need anything. When I found out about the house move my friends offered to lend me money and help me move. I’m extremely blessed and once I get all this stress out of the way I am determined to show them how grateful I am and how much they mean to me.


4. The housemove has meant that I have been able to get myself a little more organised – I have been able to be ruthless and give lots of books, CD’s and clothes to my local charity shop. I received a letter from them to tell me that my stuff has raised £50 so far, so this gave me a warm fuzzy feeling.


5. And finally, I have been really pleased to see the fantastic response to the campaign to help Merbear, a fellow blogger, who suffers from Fibromyalgia and is a risk of losing her house. After reading a heartbreaking post by the lovely Merbear, who I have only had the pleasure of meeting recently, Zoe started a donation fund to highlight her plight. After only a few days she has managed to raise over $1,100, which is just unbelievable. If you can, please share her story – let’s get everybody involved! If you wish to donate, simply click here – no amount is too small! It has restored a little faith in humanity for me, and proved that the blogging world is one of the most supportive that I have ever had the pleasure to be part of.


For those of you who may have missed them, these are my Five Favourite Posts from February, simply click the image to be taken to the post.


21 Little Pleasures in Life


A Fat Disney Princess


Stop Apologising for Yourself!


Why Being a Stay At Home Parent…


My Love/Hate Relationship With Facebook

Hope you have a lovely Friday!!

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When I saw the Weekly Photo Challenge was about the idea of beginning, there was one particular photograph that sprang to mind, despite the fact that the quality of the picture is poor.

For those of you that have followed this blog for a while, you’ll know that I adore my three cats – Wobbly (yes, that’s her name, yes, I know it’s a stupid name, but it suits her – long story), Poppy and Daisy. Poppy and Daisy were accidental pets – I never intended on having two more cats.

At work another teacher informed me that her mother’s cat had given birth to three kittens and asked if I wanted one of them to keep Wobbly company. I thought it was a nice idea, so I asked if I could have the ginger one. The following day I was told that the ginger kitten had passed away and was offered the other two as a pair – they had grown really close and the owners didn’t want to seperate them. I agreed to have a look at them and so the teacher brought them round to my house.

In a heavy duty carrier bag.

I was horrified – they were five weeks old, which was far too young to be away from their mother, they had blue eyes, fleas and were in a mess. I instantly told her that I would have the two of them, asked her to leave and immediately took them to the vets. I wanted to report her mother to the RSPCA but there wasn’t any way I could get the details of her address.



The next few weeks were spent administering various types of medication, and these pictures were taken a week or so after they had settled in – the beginnings of chewed wires, stolen food, smashed plates, scratched furniture and legs, hairballs, vomit, 12 hourly injections… and a beautiful friendship that I can’t imagine ever being without. Daisy looked hilarious at first, closely resembling Yoda from Star Wars due to her enormous ears. Thankfully, she grew into them and they are both now happy and generally healthy cats (although Daisy has diabetes). Ironically, Wobbly hates both of them and often will refuse to go anywhere near them, despite the fact that she has lived with them for the last seven years…


Poppy at 6 weeks


Fluffy I am

I never spoke to the teacher again.

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A 4am Alarm Clock…


Wobbly is in the ‘cat house’ this morning after waking me up at 4am. There’s food in her bowl, she’s got clean water, a clean litter tray and her own comfy bed. However, for whatever reason, she thought it was appropriate to jump on my stomach and lick my face in the dead of night…

Obviously she’s clearly devastated about it! You’d think a 19 year old cat would sleep more. It’s a good job she’s cute…

Just a reminder that you can find me on Twitter @Suzie81 blog, and Tumblr Suzie81blog. I’ve been able to update them both seeing as I’ve been awake for hours!!!