A return to the good old days

I am not sure if playing a few games of poker again were the way forward.

I am not too shabby at poker I can tell ya, If I had more time, I would have never stopped playing; but family comes first now and to be honest, it has done me the world of good.
I only started playing today more due to Natasha's attention seeking 'morning sickness'!
Which, by the way; has lasted all day????!!

They, in the poker world; say there is a poker god.

I mean, if I am to be pursuaded that there is a god of any description at all; I now believe there is a good chance.

My third game today after a win and a second in a sit'n go.......
Mr poker god decides to lay out a Royal Flush. Now, it isn't my first but they usually amount to nothing but I took out three guys wuth this one!

This is not on, and I will tell you why; someone somewhere is trying to lure me back to wasting hours of my life playing cards again.

Before I go any further, I am happy with this, but Natasha wouldn't be.......

Come on, a win, a second, then a Royal flush to take down the third????

Already this evening I have been dreaming of Live tournaments like back in the days of travelling to Edinburgh or the Midlands to compete....
I have to get this out of my mind.....

HELPPPPPPP

A new Dawn/beginning/same old bollox

I had so much enjoyment writing about the last pregnancy, that I feel it would be wrong if I didn’t get my arse back to this blogging stuff; At least while she is pregnant with Keeble number two.
It is hard getting back into this but I had enough emails and nudges by others to convince me that more blogging would be well received.
To be honest, I still read back to all my other posts and it is good to have a record of what is going on...
I would only lose an actual diary anyway!

I suppose an update on the first Keeble would be a good idea before I start ranting about the effects of the second pregnancy on our family!
Well, Isabella Blue Keeble is now 15 months and pretty. That’s about it for me on that one.....Just kidding; she is an amazing bundle of skin and blonde hair and makes me laugh a lot more than cry.

This is a good thing.

What is also a good thing is that she has only kept us up in the middle of the night 5 times since she was born.
I can hark back to the days when peoples only advice seemed to be
“well, say goodbye to sleep-filled nights”, well? So far so good for the Lew Lew!!!

Isabella has a character; she has her own little ways already even though she sometimes develops what I could only call ‘small girl syndrome’...
She clearly thinks she is older already, she demands by screaming Mum or Dad quite loudly and has a penchant for climbing things, namely onto window sills and tables. Mind you, as I write this I have just witnessed her fall off said table, onto bench, then onto floor; which would be quite funny if she wasn’t screaming her head off....oops.
So....... I’ll be back on more often again.

This time I mean it!