Menopausal Madness!

I am just recovering from a busy weekend with my lovely parents and meeting some old friends.  Jo is my Mums Best Friend in the Whole World. She held me as a baby and continued to love me well into my Forties. David (Jo's Son) and I continue to be friends and our "Ma's" met for the first time in 24 years last year. It was an emotional event but Jo is just one of those people that you can spend 20 years away from and just pick up and chat to as though you both met each other yesterday. Jo is someone that is, and always has been in my heart. I adore her.

This time her hubby of 25 years came with her so it was a totally different scenario. Jo and Stuart (the hubby) were staying at a  lovely Hotel on Porth Beach (gorgeous place, quite close to nasty Newquay). Stuart is a big intelligent bloke and meeting him for the first time was fun. I drove the folks to their Hotel on Friday afternoon. We all had a cup of coffee together. Seeing Mum and Jo together was fantastic. I will post the beautiful picture I took of them that afternoon.

I have to go back a bit. Ma and Pa have just moved into a really beautiful Lodge not far from Newquay. It is absolutely gorgeous but right on the railway  line. Only five little 2 carriage trains come through a day.  I drove out to see them and  then drove them to Newquay.  We had a great afternoon with Jo and Stuart and were invited to dinner at The Mermaid Inn at Porth with them. It was a fun family place. Great beer and Stuart thought I was terrible for drinking a pint of beer. Tough mate, I love my beer. Jo got into the spirit and was matching my beer with a wonderful apple cider. Josh was a bit tired and  hungry but fairly well behaved. We all had a brilliant night until Stuart came outside and told me off for smoking. Jo knows that I do not pull any punches on my Blog. I think I had managed to smoke the grand total of 6 cigarettes that day. I felt quite irritated but chose to ignore him.

Saturday morning - I managed to make it out of bed by 10am as I knew that I had to cook a full vegetarian Meze for Jo and Stuart. Ma and Pa went over to Truro to pick up Angelina, my granddaughter. Angel and Josh got back and were absolutely bloody hyper. I managed to cook  despite the dreadful noise. Ma just sat there, sewing a table cloth and being patient. I was utterly maddened by the noise. Josh was fantastic with Angel and I was bloody grumpy! I finally realise why my mother was so great with five kids as she is deaf in one ear!

I prepped, got everything organized, bossed everyone about and was having a mini nervous breakdown just before Jo and Stuart were due to arrive. My mother commented that I should have a bloody drink and relax! At this point I was soaking wet. Hair, T-shirt (changed twice) trousers and eye make up sliding down my face. Ma put a gentle hand on me and made me calm down. She poured me a glass of wine and told me to "have a bloody drink and get over yourself".  My mother is anti - drink  so  I must have been bad!

I am not used to this. Yes I do manage to panic when Dinner Guests are due but this is an unknown to me. I am fed up with soaking wet hair, soaking wet T Shirt and trying to entertain Dinner Guests when cooking with my eye make up sliding down my face! I am not ready for this, I am too young!

Ma and Jo understand and were very sympathetic. I was angry with myself and curious as to what they went through? My lovely  Jo went through this at 29 and Ma did not as she had a serious medical condition and was put on HRT at 40. Both of them were so lovely to me.

I am fed up. This was supposed to be funny but I suppose night sweats should not have happened for a while


Yours

  Avery Irritated and Frustrated Muse xx