RuCreated – Knitting!


So after I had mastered the squares with just knit and then knit and purl I decided I needed to try something else. So here are some of the first makes that I made:

Easter eggs!

These were really simple to make and they were a hit with the children. They are cheaper than buying lots of chocolate eggs to hide in the garden.

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Baby’s Alice Band!

The flowers were really great fun to make and make so much difference to the plain Alice band.

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Sweat Band!

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Ski – Styled Head Bands!

These were more difficult than I had anticipated but I did get there after a few attempts.

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These look really difficult but they were not at all. Infact the pattern and the colour change was very fun.

Monster heads!


These little fella’s are great and children, cats and small dogs seem to enjoy chewing them. Lol.


RuCreated – Knitting!


In the beginning…

I started knitting because I wanted my children to have blankets and cardigans made with love and I also gave a very nervous nail biter something to do with my hands. (It worked btw)

I just knitted squares until I stopped dropping and adding stitches. Lol.

Then I stitched them all together and created my first blankets. Then I made cushion covers and throw overs.

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Inspired by “The Farmers Wife.”


Hey, I came to bed after my babies had finally fell asleep and started to read my current book. (The Farmers Wife by Racheal Treasure) I have only been reading it for three days and I am very attached to the main character Bec and am in awe of her dreams. So it is hitting me as I am currently in a lull in my life and she is experiencing bigger ones. It is a very deep and emotional book and the people are so realistic. The author is a wonderful writer, you feel like you truly know them all whether you want to or not. So this story is really effecting me and I only realised what kind of effect when I caught myself yelling in my own head at Bec to take the advice she was being given and change the way she was thinking. Then I realised I could do with taking my own advice. I  have been allowing myself to be depressed and apart from reading I have given up on the things that make me happy other than my children. Such as my hobbies and pursuing my dreams. So when Bec finally woke up and listened to the people in her life and eventually came to the point of realising she needed to think and manifest positive things. So she went to her special place and she shouted out the things that would bring bliss to her life. So as soon as she had finished and It was the en.d of that chapter I also thought about what would make my bliss. So I wrote it down. So now it’s there for the universe to see, oh and me of  course.

It also motivated  me to not only write the bliss list but to share it with anyone who will listen and it might help. It has also encouraged me to start working towards getting those things on my bliss list because things don’t just turn up even if you do need or think you deserve them. There is always another lesson to learn. So even though I haven’t quite finished the book I know it wont take too much longer as  have been inspired and am hoping it will be a good outcome for Bec but I know I want to read the next book if in fact there is another one.

That’s what I love about reading one moment you are reading about complete strangers and the next it’s like you are reading about your best friends and you get to go through their ups and downs but just occasionally you really connect to a book because that story really makes an inpact on your life and not just simply as enjoyment but a real inpact on you. Like this book has done to me and I am so thankful. The story made me remember that I can control what happens to me by stopping my worrying or at least decreasing it as it’s a very hard thing to control when you suffer from depression but it also reminded me that if I keep dwelling on the fact I am really depressed at the moment I will continue to be. So it was like a kick up the you know where and sometimes you need that. So was so motivated by the story I had read so far and then of course once I had finished, the ending only backed up the message that I had already received that inspired me on a personal level to do something positive although really I realised I already had. As I start this blog weeks ago and that in it’s self has helped me so much already.

So even if the book didn’t reach me on this personal level I still loved everything about the writing and the plot and the variety of characters. It was pure pleasure and Rachael Treasure is really a treasure and now one of my favourite author’s . Yes after just one book, it was that good a read and I know I have got to buy it so I can read it again and I’m sure again.

A poem about reading…

Reading is one of the oldest forms of escapism.

This probably explains one of the reasons why I love it so.

It’s not just a past time or a hobby but a lifestyle.

It’s looking at shelf upon shelf in libraries, book and charity shops

and curiously peeking at those books belonging to a friend or loved one.


Your selection or choice of books helps to define who you are and what you know

They help shape you as you grow.

They are your friends when your alone.

Your guidance when you are lost and your teachers when you want to learn.

Written by me:

20th February 2014



Book shelf – Snuff.



Terry Pratchett


Well as usual Terry didn’t let me down. This book was a very interesting and intriguing read. As it was not set in any of the usual hot spots of the disc world or other novels it made a nice change but there was a link to Anchmorpork which was nice. Snuff was all about Commander Vimes being ordered by Veterani and his wife to have a much needed holiday. So his wife took him to her country estate but all good policemen know that they are never off duty.

It wasn’t exactly what I expected but then Pratchett never is what you expect and that is why I love reading his books. Commander Vimes was a character that I normally wouldn’t like and throughout most of the book I didn’t but that was part of his charm I think. He was respected by everyone and even I gave in to that as I carried on reading about him despite not really liking him. Although thanks to Terry I did know him and he was good at his job and was a good father and that deserves respect.

“It’s very hard to review a book I am finding without actually reviewing all of the plot just in case you haven’t read it and wish to the last thing you’d won’t is me to ruin it for you but when I was a child we were told to tell the story in our review. I think the purpose of this was so the teachers knew we had actually read each book but it became such a habit that it is now hard not to write a review like it.”

Obviously Commander Vimes didn’t really end up getting much of a holiday as he felt trouble in the air the moment he arrived and just his arrival made those causing it to get nervous. So the story began and we went with Commander Vimes every step of the way whether we wanted to or not at times. It was not as funny of some of the other disc world novels and that is one of the things I like most but it is very hard to be funny all the time when you are dealing with smugglers, pirates, slave labour, discrimination and murder. Yes it had it all and more besides. It wasn’t just about Commander Vimes but his family and the locals. The police officer in the area Sargent Upshot as he later became was a very interesting character and you couldn’t help but warm to him right away and Vimes took him under his wing so to speak and taught him how to be a real police officer and do real police work.

I think the thing that kept me interested  was the fact it was about discrimination of a species in this case Goblins and I am against discrimination and well goblins are cool especially these ones. I would have been happy to read a whole book just about them but what we did learn about then was fascinating. It was a great plot as always and the suspense was increasingly good, what more could you want?

So yes I enjoyed it and I read it in little over a week and for a mother of two young children that is very good. I am a little gutted that it is a library book because I haven’t got it to add to my Terry Pratchett collection. So it means it’s another one I still have to buy. I should know better and just buy his books.

Love letter…


To all the men

I’ve ever loved and moved on from

I write one last letter to you to say thank you.

For letting me love you,

for loving and teaching me about love.

For all those memories,

hugs and kisses.

Each and every one of you has taught me something I needed to learn to become who I am.

“I will always love you” for it

and for all that we shared.

Those love letters I wrote you were all TRUE

and I would keep them if I were you!

Written 18th February 2014

By ME Ruth Solomon

(For all the men I loved once and have written a love letter to.)

Dear diary, God, me and everybody else… 18th February 2014


Well I did say I would try my best not to leave it so long next time I write so here I am only a day later and how it should be really. Although realistically I know it won’t last long because I know what I am like so enjoy it while it lasts. Lol.

So I got a face book message last night from my sister telling me that she was bringing her youngest boys and our Mum for a visit. It has only been a few weeks since we were there for a couple of days but it feels like a long time to all of us and as my partner and I are trying to save money for our holiday and for stuff for our new house when it comes up we are trying to cut down our spending. So visiting my family on the bus and spending money doing it and just being in Norwich is a no no every fortnight. Although we were planning on going next week but my sister thought as it was half term she would bring everybody. It was lovely news.

Woke up about an hour after my partner and my son and as usual just as I was getting up and dressed my daughter decided to wake up. So I was half dressed and then had to grab her out of her cot and hug her and love her and get her dressed. Then my son decided to come and wake me up, ha ha I was already awake, bless him. So then I got him dressed, although he was not exactly in the mood to do this simple task this morning. He was too busy playing already and so the discussions or debates with my 3 year old started. He hid in my bed and tried to escape and then was shooting me and nothing seemed to work until I broke and told him who we were expecting. Then as if by magic he agreed to get ready because he didn’t want His Aunty, Nanny and cousins to be sent home without him being allowed to see them. I know a tad harsh but it worked, didn’t it? Big mistake really because I knew from then on all morning all I would hear is “When are they coming?” and I was right I did. I Then tried to finish getting myself ready while my daughter was crawling around my bedroom. I hate mornings like this because I am never really awake until I have had at least 1/2 pint of Coca-Cola and my first rollie oft he day and yet I feel like living with my mother in law in her house that I should get me and the children dressed before going  downstairs. It doesn’t always happen sometimes I do need that rollie before I can deal with it but if I’m having an ok mood day like today I try to get us all dressed and I did and got downstairs at the reasonable time of 9.45am and guess what? Mother in law wasn’t even here she had gone out. Typical.

My partner was doing his  best to pump up his tires on a very old fashioned and old bike as he was going to go up the road a mile to the allotment. So he had to go in while I stayed out to have my rollie. 5 mins peace and much needed nicotine hit to keep me awake. I love that time in the morning even if I have to go outside to enjoy my hit. Although sometimes I am thankful for it as if I am blessed I get to see birds or the neighbours cat but not such joy this morning but it is still nice to look out onto a nice garden.

Back into the madness and my partner and me do the dance around the kitchen while we make coffee or pour another coke and make baby bottles. My partner still had to get ready to go and feed the chickens and I decided that making some buns for when my family got here would be a good idea. Well the kids had cbeebies on and were watching it or looking out the window. So I set to baking, choc chip buns. My partner kissed us all goodbye and off he went. I finished the buns, put them in the oven and my son and I licked the bowl clean.

My family arrived and my sister brought her little dog with her, joy. My timing was practically perfect as after everyone got in the door and through to the living room the buns were ready. So I took them out and then make coffees. It was lovely to have my family here, I know this is going to sound or read bad but without my partner or my mother in law being here. It was nice it was like it might be when we have our own house. If my mother in law was here she would have been on edge that my sisters dog was doing what little dogs do and she would have felt that she had to make coffees and the like and it was just nice that I got to do it and not have to worry about her being on edge or feeling like she was in the way. I gave my nephew a long overdue present he asked me to knit for him and a couple of Harry Potter books that I had got to help his collection as he only has a couple of the books and you have got to encourage those young minds to read great things.

It was a wonderful day! Just chatting, being and watching the children play and the dog, lol. It was good to be around my family and have good news to share although not a lot but I wasn’t moaning about anything and neither were they. The children all got on and it was just a great day!

It was sad when they went but I was also glad as I was tired and as my daughter was falling asleep on her daddy and my son and I settled down on the sofa and soon after fell asleep too.

Hours went by while we slept and when we woke we all just had left overs from the fridge and watched a little tv then a film in bed. We put the children in their own beds and put a more grown up film on while I wrote this and got a massage from my partner.



Dear diary, God, Me and everybody else… 17th February 2014


It’s been a while because the whole family has had a cold for nearly 10 days or so and so was dealing with poorly children and that just wears you out. So I haven’t really felt like writing and unless you want to know how many times I have had to blow my son and daughters noses and how many tears we have had just because they don’t know what else to do I didn’t really have a lot to write about. Then of course the inevitable happened and I got their cold and am still putting up with a blocked nose but as all Mum’s know you are not allowed to be sick when your a Mum so I have had to struggle through the headaches and the lethargic feelings and continue to wipe noses and wipe away tears and then play games even when all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball under my quilt and wait until all the “snot” had gone. Anyway couldn’t do that.

Did manage to get to see a good Doctor when I had to go who realized my last Doctor had made a very big mistake with  my medication us girlie call it “the pill” and yes it’s a series thing to get wrong and well it was. I was taking it wrong and therefor was not actually being protected by it and thus a waste of time taking it at all. Not good! Anyway he sorted it out and apologised so much he was more mortified than I was and that is saying a lot because you can imagine I really was. The doctor in question has left the practise although not due to this mistake. So at least I don’t have to deal with her again. I have never really had much luck with doctors. This one I sore who spotted the mistake was very through before he realised. Unlike moat doctors you see now days he actually read my notes while we were talking he went back to look and that is how he noticed. He also gave me my sick note although benefits hasn’t sent me a letter asking for one or an envelope to send it yet but I got that and he wants me to have some blood taken and see if we can find anything else. I think he thinks I’m anaemic and I hope he finds something because if it is just depression its depressing. So hopefully it’s all sorted but you never know I could have another baby on the way that well I wasn’t intending  to have. He did examine me and didn’t think so but is going to make sure they test my blood just in case. As much as I would love more children I don’t want one because a doctor didn’t do their job properly and not now while were living like this or I feel the way I do. So you could say that was a very eventful trip to the doctors.

I also sore loads of swans sitting in a field on the way there. It was amazing to see so many all in one place like that. Truly wonderful! It gets better than lots of swans though. I also sore what I thought at first was a lardge hair jumping around a field but as I got closer I realised it was too big to be a hair and then as I was close enough and it wasn’t frighten of me riding past on my bike I could clearly see that it was a young deer. One of the small types and we get them a lot round here apparently. It just pranced about it really did like it was just doing it for the fun of it. This is why I love living in the countryside. The things you get to see just makes you so thankful.

I did manage to write the odd blog I think I did a review on one of the books from my list and a very quick daily challenge – my first actually. It helped when I couldn’t face one of my diary catch ups. I used to write everyday in a diary and now I don’t know how I ever managed it. I don’t have a diary book that I write in anymore haven’t since one of my ex’s read it to find out if I was cheating on me and then tried to use it as evidence against me in an argument. Idiot, one he shouldn’t have read it in the first place, two he should have never let me know he’d read it because it was the beginning of the end and three he shouldn’t have tried to use it against me. I mean what was he thinking? Especially as there was nothing more harmful than some flirting and a slapped bottom or two in their. I still write my diary by hand in little ones but not like this or like I used to witch is a shame but sometimes I still write it on sheets of paper. I dread having to sort through them all one day maybe I will leave it to my children or my assistant.

Got side tracked and that is why I hate doing a catch up. See cleverly tied that back in there.

Also got into the garden as we actually got some sunshine to make it warm enough for me to be outside doing anything besides walking or biking to get to somewhere. So despite being full of cold I took advantage of what gave me and got out into the garden. So thank you God because I really needed it and not just for the fresh air and the vitamin’s from the sunshine that help my depression but just to be doing something practical and useful. Of course you can’t have a 3 yr old who loves the outdoors and just go out by yourself so I got a helper. I just needed to be out there and thought what can I do while I’m here. So we raked up all the leaves we could because Alan Titchmarsh say’s that if you don’t and the leaves are on your grass they well they mess it up because they start to decompose/rot on it and then you don’t have green grass you have rot patches on your grass an no one wants that, do they? We also made a start on our first tiny vegetable patch in the garden and I was very proud because we have taught him well he was a great little helper. He dug into the plot for me and I pulled out all the weeds and then we both “smashed up” all the clumps of mud. My son liked that bit best, bless him. He also got more tools out then we needed and got annoyed when I threw a snail but you it wasn’t too bad. We did the same on Sunday too as again we were blessed with a lovely warm and sunny morning so why not do the other slightly bigger veggie patch that we have in my mother in laws garden. Yes of course my son helped again although it wasn’t really help that time he just got too many tools out and wanted to ride his little trike that he can’t really do on his own yet, so crazed me to help him. So he was more of a pain but he wanted to play and after his amazing help the day before I couldn’t really complain. So we played and rode and chased and in-between that when he was busy digging in the plot we did the day before I did more raking and dug up the other plot and pulled weeds and made it ready for when we can plant. So I still got it done and had fun playing with my son. So it was quite a productive day. Oh I forgot to say my son was very disgruntled that we weeded and dug but didn’t plant. He doesn’t understand that it is too early and cold even though I did explain. All he knows is the things we have taught him and what he remembers doing last year. Weed, dig, plant, water! So I let him plant a pot we have you can put on your windowsill. Courgettes, as we ate a lot of them last year with everything and we all love them. My son wasn’t happy with just that though and later on after I had gone upstairs to do something else I noticed that the seed pot had been moved and he had only gone and emptied my wild poopy seeds into the pot he had planted but no, not just emptied it like most kids – he actually covered them over I only knew because the tub that held them was empty and he had over watered them in. Lol

Of course it was valentine’s this week too, wasn’t it? Well I wouldn’t of known except for the fact it was my niece’s birthday and my partner spent most of the day making her a cake. It was a wonderful cake, he has a talent. Yes I know I told him my partner that is when he said he’d forgotten to get me a card that he didn’t need to go to the shops that day to get one but he could of made me a special bun or something as he was in the kitchen most of the day while I wasn’t feeling too well keeping our two children out of his way so he could get on. I don’t ask for a lot and I knew he wasn’t romantic but he could have got a card or done something. Oh and before you ask yes I got him a card and got up and made him a coffee and took it to him while he was still in bed and trust when you have young children that is a bonus. So not a great day but he has had a telling off naughty man.

Feeling quite disheartened as I am a pen paler and I have only had three people write to me out of 12 since before Christmas and am now realising that maybe I have been dropped as a pal. I know we all play catch up after Christmas with time and money but you would think after weeks or months of letters they could have the decency to at least tell you that for what ever reason they were not going to bother writing anymore. So that has upset me quite a bit. So fear I only have 5 pen pals now as a couple of them have said it takes a while to reply, but I got used to writing a letter every few days and now am very glad that I have this blog to help fill the void a little although it is not quite the same. It is so nice to receive a letter and then write a reply so am missing it.

Right I have got a book that I am so close to finishing so am off to bed so I can read the end and start the next one. That means I will have a review to do tomorrow and will try my best not to leave it so look in-between diary posts. One love and goodnight xXx