What I’ve Learned this Week.

Welcome to the Cobwebs Airlines.  I hope you’re going to enjoy your flight.  Take off your shoes, socks, and nylons, and do up your seat belt.  Take off is about to begin…

To the left you’ll see see what I’ve learned this week.  To the right … you’ll see the end of the sentences and paragraphs.  Ok… hold hands everyone!  We’re taking off!  . . .

One or two of our TV channels here (in the UK) have begun to show Christmas films.  Not all day every day you understand – (however, saying that Sky Christmas on Virgin 410 seem to be doing something along those lines) but because of this I came to realise, last Sunday (6th November), that no matter how many times I may have seen some of my favourite Christmas movies, I never tire of seeing them every year.

They turn up like far off family visitors, kind of unexpected in a way, but once you settle down together you actually begin to enjoy the fun of them being there, and the warmth they bring to your heart and home.

I’ve learned a beautiful lesson from these Movies – that being:   I never tire of Christmas movies that Mr.Cobs and I watched with our girls when they were little.

Those little girls are now very much grown up  –  one in her late 20’s and the other approaching her mid 30’s –  both with families of their own.  However, in a tiny corner of my heart, they live on as the little girls they once were.  I can recall their giggling laughs.  Their squeals of joy.  Their little girl footsteps on the stairs.  And I miss those girls so very much.  I miss how their tiny hands fitted into the palm of my hand.  I miss how they would jump all over me if I was on the sofa. And I miss wrapping them and myself up warmly, with our Wellington Boots on, and going out in a howling gale in the winter, so that they could experience that feeling of the wind rushing past them, making them catch their breaths.  Seeing leaves flying high into the air and dancing on the wind.  I miss their little rosy cheeks when we got back in the house again, and how they thought that the best thing in the world was drinking chocolate to warm them up again.

This week I also learned that:  My sense of fun is very much alive and living happily in my inner child;  and my inner child is in more evidence at Christmas than at any other time.

I’ve learned this week …  that little Starlings (birds) are cheeky chappies.

A cheeky Starling, taken by Mr.Cobs.

We’d gone to the Harbour side, here where we live, to sit and watch the boats, yachts, and various other modes of water transport which we see there.  Mr. Cobs had taken some cheese biscuits with him and we didn’t notice but …. we were being watched. Obviously, the time was right and bravery won, and our ‘watcher’ fluttered up off the floor and landed purposefully on the wing mirror, next to the open window of Mr.C.   Mr. Cobs fed him a morsel of biscuit, which he took from his hand, and jumped down onto the floor to eat.  A moment later, he was back, asking if it was at all “possible to have a little more please?”  Mr. Cobs gave him another tidbit of biscuit.  Again, he jumped down to eat his biscuit.  A moment later he was back … obviously feeling rather proud of himself and a little braver this time.  Mr Cobs offered him another tidbit and he was just about to take it when …. two other Starlings ambushed the little brave bird and pushed him off the wing mirror!  What a darn cheek!

Mr. Cobs popped his head out of the window and saw that the little Starling had managed to keep his bit of biscuit and was eating it on the floor, next to the car, but Mr. Cobs pulled his head in and pressed the button to wind the window up.  We decided that it was time to leave before we were invaded by a large bunch annoyed little birds, all demanding biscuits!  eeek!

I also learned this week ….  that I have a Deviated Septum.

I’ve been suffering for about 2 years now with ‘nose problems’ which led me to thinking that I must have a sinus infection which wouldn’t go away.

I’d had the problem for about twelve months before I finally went to the doctor.  I’m not a natural Doctor visitor.    I was sent to see a lovely lady specialist.  She took details, asked questions and then, (after asking of course) popped a tube/light and maybe a camera thing up my nose.  I have no idea what it looked like for I closed my eyes.  I didn’t want to see it because that way I couldn’t imagine what it was doing and I wouldn’t be scared! 

She told me I would need to have a CT Scan, but in the meantime she gave me a long course of super strength antibiotics,  and said I was to get the receptionist at the desk to make another appointment with her, and one for the CT scan.

I took the course of antibiotics and . . .  they worked!   It was so wonderful to be able to breathe again.  I could sniff up my nose.  I could talk without sounding like I had a heavy cold.  I could speak a whole sentence without getting out of breath and having to puff and pant like I smoked a hundred cigarettes a day.

If only I could now get rid of these blasted headaches then life would be so much nicer.

My GP knew about the headaches.  I’d had x-rays of my head and they apparently showed nothing.  A doctor at the big main hospital suggested I was suffering with migraines.  She cheerfully bounced around the room with a huge grin on her face and suggested that I try to relax more and get rid of the stress in my life.  I thanked her for her time and left.  My exact thoughts were …  “Well what a total pillock she is!”

I had to report back to my Doctor two weeks later.  When I told him what had been said he actually laughed a sort of  “hurrrhfff” noise.

I’ve suffered these crushing,  seriously debilitating,  whole head pain filled,  headaches  for about 20 months or so.  I don’t get them every single day … but I get them for about 10 or 11 days in a row, then I might get a day off or sometimes two, and then they’ll come back again.

I wake up in the morning and my head hurts like I’ve been held by the ankles and spun round by someone who’s purposely hit my head up against a wall, many times.  I can’t lie down because of the pain.  I can only sit upright, in a dark room, with no noise, curtains drawn, sunglasses on, and just  s.i.t.   I can’t hold a conversation.  I can only answer with a ‘yes’ or a’ no’, or ‘ok’,  but nothing more.  And I’m totally incapable of remembering anything said to me during the time that the pain is worst – so anytime from around 5am to 2.30pm (the times vary –  but an average day would be from around 7.30am to 1.30/2pm). [sigh]

When I went back this week to see the lady specialist she told me that after seeing the CT scan, and after showing it to her colleague (a surgeon) they both agree that I have a Deviated Septum.  She explained what it is …  and I nodded and understood what she was saying.  For now, she’s given me another prescription for the strong antibiotics which she gave me before, the one’s which worked.  But, she told me that this was something that needed surgery in order to put it right.

When I got home from the hospital I said to Himself … I’ve just had a thought ….  I wonder if this could be the cause of my headaches???  Darn it!  I should have asked her!  What a dope!  Mr.C suggested I look on the internet… so I did.

Guess what I learned.  . . . This Deviated Septum could be the cause of my headaches!

You’ll never guess what else I learned ....   The website said that one of the things which could cause a Deviated Septum was an injury to the nose.  OH.  MY.  GOODNESS!!!  My eyes grew to the size of dinner plates as a memory of how this may have happened came rushing back . . .

About two years ago, Little Cobs was sat on my lap and suddenly threw himself backwards, stopping with a BANG against my body and winding me – but his head travelled further backwards  and he head butted me on the face with the back of his head.  His little head hit my nose with so much force that I really thought he’d broken my nose!  I grabbed a tissue thinking that my nose must be gushing blood – but nothing.  No bleeding at all.  My nose and face ached for days afterwards, but there was no swelling and I only had a slight bruising under my eye on one side, so I just thought that it would go away and I ignored it.  (Although mind, each time Mr.C leaned in for a kiss I would push him off with a command of  “Eeek!  MIND MY NOSE!“)

Little Cobs (I think) gave me the Deviated Septum.   Bless his heart.  I’m hoping that next time he wants to give me something,  it’s a kiss or a bag of sweeties!

Strange thing is …  I’ve stood and looked at my nose in the mirror and I can’t see anything wonky or bumpy.  I asked Mr.C if he can see a bump or maybe a teeny twist or wiggle to my nose, but he says he can’t either.  But … I’ve looked up my nose  and  I can see that there’s something different about the inside of the two nostrils. [shudder]

A Deviated Septum … no.  That just sounds too silly for someone like me.  I’ve decided that I shall call it … My Mutant, Sep.  I’m going to choose to believe that I have a mutant called Sep who lives up my nose.  Sounds so much more friendly than a Deviated Septum, dontcha think?

Other things I’ve learned this week:

I’ve learned that my littlest cat, Dolly Daydreams (aka Princess Tippy Toes) can move off her prized ‘seat’ on the sofa SO quickly, that she can be snuggled down on my chair, when I’ve stood up for a moment to adjust my clothing, and I never even saw her move!.  It was only as I was half way down to sitting on my chair again that I noticed she’d gone missing and I stopped myself from sitting on her. I turned around and there she was with that  “It’s my chair now!  Nur!!!” look on her face.  Needless to say, it wasn’t her chair and she was moved back to the sofa again and told so.  The darn cheek of it!

I’ve learned that blogging is actually quite a lot of work – and that I worry that I won’t chat about things which people will enjoy reading.  – But I’ve found that if I just be myself, then things seem to work out ok,  …   and …  I keep my fingers crossed that I don’t let anyone down  and that I don’t blog about boring things or send anyone to sleep.

I’ve learned for the millionth time, that a compliment, out of the blue, can make someone’s day.  I went shopping today, and  coming around the end of an aisle, I came across an older lady dressed in a blue coat and wearing a beautiful darker blue and white scarf.  She had such a sweet face too.  I took one look at her and said:  “Oh my goodness,  …. ohhhh you look so very stylish!”  She looked at me with a smile but a quizzical look and said …  “Say that again?” as if she hadn’t heard properly.  So I repeated it. She was totally over the moon.  Cock-a-hoop!   She told me where she’d bought her coat and how old it was, even how much she’d paid for it.  I told her that the colour suited her and that teamed with her scarf, the outfit looked totally stylish.  I left her smiling and thanking me.  Isn’t it just fabulous how a few little words can really make someone’s day so much brighter and happier.

And finally ….

I’ve learned ….  some new jokes.  Ready? ….

Q)   What goes up and down but does not move?  . . . . .  A)   Stairs

Q)   What do you call cheese that’s not yours?  . . .   A)   Nacho cheese!

Q)   What did one wall say to the other wall?   . . .    A)   I’ll meet you at the corner.
Q)  What do elves learn in school?   . . .   A)  The elf-abet.
Q)  Where do pencils go for vacation?   . . . A)  Pencil-vania.
and finally …..
Q)   What is Santa’s favourite pizza?   . . .    A)   One that’s deep pan, crisp and even.

Wishing you a truly Fabulous Friday.  May your day be happy.  May your troubles be small, and may your joy for life be never-ending.


Author: The Art of Cobwebs - aka:- thecobweboriumemporium

Hello. I'm 'Cobwebs'. I live in a wee little cottage in the South of England, aptly called Cobweb Cottage. This little dwelling really is a cobweb factory. Not inside (well, occasionally) - but outside - flipping heck! This information should give you a clue as to why my blog is called The Art of Cobwebs aka: The Cobweborium Emporium. I've been arty and crafty from a very young age, and although my crafts have sometimes turned a corner and taken me in another direction, I've always crafted in some way, shape or form. One day, in the blink of an eye, life changed somewhat for me and the consequences were many. I had to find a new way of being 'artistic'. Card making; scrap-booking; producing ATC's and ACEO's; needle felting; Polymer clay; painting- but in a more relaxed style than I had before, and sewing, - are all things which I visit, as and when life allows. I've fairy recently become a Textile Artist and am enjoying this new creative outlet very much as it offers me so much scope for letting my imagination run through a grassy field and feel the wind in my hair - (mentally, of course). I love to create. To make things. I truthfully believe that the best gifts in the world are those in which you've given your time, rather than your cash. Thank you so much for visiting. Please visit my blog (link below) and have a look around. I'm sure you'll find something to enjoy, even if it's only a handful of jokes! (yes, seriously - there really are jokes!) Wishing you a truly blessed rest of your day! ~ Cobs. <3

36 thoughts on “What I’ve Learned this Week.”

  1. I love reading your posts. As well this week you may have solved my headache and always feeling like I have dreadful allergies issue. The headaches are most evil and I’m quite possible they could kill me…I have a CT scheduled for later this month. I’m sorry for your headaches, but thankful for your findings.

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    1. Hello Marijo.
      Thank you so much for visiting.
      Ohh heck.. You have bad headaches too, and the feeling of possible allergy problems.
      The headaches do sound like mine, and yes, every now and again I’m convinced that these headaches are actually something awful, like a tumour or something else, and they can be so bad that I’ve felt that dying would be welcome, because it would be a blessed release. So yes, I really can relate to your feelings about your headaches.
      At worst, I hope your problem is simply a Deveated Septum, and cannot wish the days to move faster for you, in order to get your scan done and a result as soon as possible afterwards.

      I’ll be praying for you Marijo. If you can, let me know how you get on. (a message on any post on my blog. I’ll get the message wherever you leave it). In the meantime, I hope that your headaches are a little lighter. Less black, and far less pressure inside your head.
      Sending healing vibes through the ether. God bless, Marijo.
      Love ~ Cobs. x

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      1. Thanks so kindly…I felt those helping vibes! I understand your sentiments exactly. I’ve considered drilling a hole in my head for relief. Thank you for your prayers and I will keep you posted. Will you have the surgery soon? Praying all goes well!

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        1. I have some dental work which I want to have done and since this could have a negative impact on the surgery, the specialist said I should get the dental work out of the way first so that it’s over and done with before moving forward.
          So not sure about when the surgery will be, quite yet.
          Cobs. x

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  2. I thoroughly enjoy your posts and no, they don’t put me to sleep – even though where I am it’s 4:00 in the morning (don’t ask)! I’m sorry to hear about your sinus problems. Hmmm, Deviated Septum — sounds like the name of a punk rock band! I totally agree it’s a great thing to give someone a genuine, heartfelt compliment, or do some random act of kindness, and it makes everyone feel good. I’ve done it before with total strangers – one time was very similar to the incident you describe. There was a 40-ish woman who wasn’t model-pretty but just had a lovely, healthy glow to her, and she was dressed stylishly, but not expensively. She had a unique look that caught my eye. Without thinking about it, I just told her she was beautiful. (It was a natural thing that I don’t think sounded weird, like I was trying to accost her or something.) Well, she just beamed from ear to ear! It cost me nothing to say it, and I think we both had a better day because of it.

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    1. Ohhh Woodso … that’s just brilliant!
      Your right … it cost nothing to say it, and yes both of you would have had a far better day than you were having before because of your random act of kindness. Well done! And on behalf of that lady … Thank You! You made the world a nicer place that day.

      Maybe others, reading your comment right now, will see that it’s the easiest thing in the world to do, and perhaps grow a little brave and do it themselves. Pay someone a compliment. If they feel strange about doing it, perhaps they could practise on different family members first. Pay them a compliment, out of the blue. For no reason other than you do it. It’s a really great feeling.

      Oh .. and the Deviated Septum …. I actually laughed out loud when I read your thoughts that it sounds like the name of a Punk Band! LOL YES! It actually does, doesn’t it! Love it. (still laughing here – the thought of a Punk Rock band playing their instruments and jumping around …. up my nose! LOL! Now that’s a really funny thought!)

      Thank you SO much for visiting Woodso, and a big thank you for taking the time to leave a message. Bless you.
      Have a truly wonderful day my friend, and an even better weekend.
      Sending squidges ~ Cobs. x

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    1. Hello Kathy.
      Yes you’re right – a busy week indeedly doodly.

      The Starling – I’m SO glad that Mr.C managed to snap a photograph of him. He was just so precious and it was such a blessing to have this little miracle happen. Nothing like this has happened before – so the day was made much brighter for this encounter.

      Thank you so much for coming to visit Kathy.
      My wish for you too, is for a very happy Weekend.
      Squidges, from me here to you there ~ Cobs. x

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  3. Good Morning Dear Friend! I surely hope I don’t ramble on to much with my words! LOL ( I will without a doubt) Reminiscing , Our Children with children, Christmas and warm hearted movies. (pondering, sigh) Such loveliness! As for that mean mutant sep! I can just leave as in yesterday, is not to soon. My Daughter also shares the Sinus/ and migraine issues. She recently went to an ENT, Trying to see if in 3 months time she gets some relief, if she can’t wait, He will use that camera down the nose, ( She is so not wanting that!) . The loving Random acts of kindness that don’t cost us a thing! A smile, a kind word! I do hope you feel better soon Cobs, please let us know if you do have that surgery! Prayers, and hugs always! xxxRuthie~

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    1. Bless you Ruthie.
      I promise to let you know if I have surgery.
      Sorry to hear that your daughter suffers sinus/migraine problems. I pray they can help her very soon, in any way which will improve her health issues and symptoms.

      Thank you for your prayers and hugs. Those are always welcome, my friend.
      I shall improve your daughter in my prayers. You can never have too many people all praying for the same thing.
      Good things happen every day simply because a lot of people are praying – or wishing really hard and pushing those wishes out of their heads and into the ether, (for those who are non-believers) all wishing and praying for the same thing.

      God bless Ruthie. Sending love, and praying, always, ~ Cobs. x


  4. I love your Friday posts. Hopefully now you’ve got to the bottom of your nose/headache problem you’ll feel better and as fresh as a daisy. I agree that blogging is sometimes hard work, I never get around to reading and commenting on all of the blogs I follow! I’ve learned that planning is a waste of flipping time, and that taking two children through the Christmas section of b and m in November is an entirely stupid thing to do. 😂 Have a lovely weekend x x

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    1. Hello Mrs.Craft. 🙂
      Love to see you here and SO enjoy a good old chat, and putting the world to rights.

      I know what you mean about keeping up with blogs .. I sometimes get behind and fret about catching up. And, obviously like you, I cannot seem to put a ‘plan’ together for my blog. Everything I read seems to make it seem easy, but I’m obviously working with little brain power because the minute I begin to think about it, it all falls into a huge pile of nothingness around my feet before I’ve even tried!

      Sat here laughing like a drain about the wiseness of taking two children through the Christmas section of B&M being an entirely stupid thing to do….. I did it last week, with just one 5yr. old Grandson and nearly had a total nervous breakdown. In the end I went straight to the tills to pay for the few things in my basket – and I’d only gone roughly half way round the store. Hadn’t even got to the toy section, either!! LOL

      Have a great weekend, and a good recovery from the B&M trauma. lol
      ~ Cobs. x

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            1. a.b.s.o.l.u.t.e.l.y. roaring with laughter.

              Ohhh Mrs. Craft I love your determination and tenacity to take charge of these little people.

              I wish you lived closer … I seem to have a knack for entertaining other peoples little people and making them laugh.
              ~ Cobs. x

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              1. I was nearly crying! And I was only in there to buy a new mascara to replace the one my 5 year old used to ‘clean’ the toilet. I can send them to you on the train. 😂

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                1. Oy Mrs! I said I’d go shopping with you not adopt your little darlings.

                  Oh My Stars … I can just see Mr. Cobs face if I told him I was adopting two little un’s. I can also imagine the amount of swear words he could insert into the sentence: “Oh NO YOU’RE NOT!”

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  5. Sorry to hear that your septum is deviant and I sure hope you get your headaches sorted out soon.
    Your encounter with the starling although enchanting still makes my pulse race ~ alas when ever I see a flock of birds I think back to the Alfred Hitchcock film ‘The Birds’ …I’m not afraid of birds you understand but that film …well it could happen you know LOL
    How dare it even enter your head that your posts are anything but totally absorbing I love ’em to bits keep them coming I say
    Have a lovely weekend x

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    1. Ah, my dear Mutant, Sep. Or … as another blogger (Wood So Wild) suggested, a Punk Rock Band playing up my nose.

      The Starling … yes, I too don’t like swarms of birds and, like you, because of that film!

      Again like you, not a bid afraid of birds, but I would be afraid if there was a lot of them, and they all seemed to be watching me. Hence the reason the windows went up straight away. eeek! lol.

      Awww Mrs.P … I lub u for that last paragraph. Muchly.
      Wishing you a magical weekend. ~ C. x

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  6. Those headaches sound really nasty. I hope they do get sorted for you really soon. I am also a random compliment giver. I love it when it happens to me, so like to pass it on too! And Christmas movies: there are some films that I just have to see every year or it simply isn’t Christmas!!

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    1. The headaches are rather nasty little bu88ers and they do rule how my life is directed and what I can do on any day… but this finding out that they could be because of the Deviated Septum has at least given me somewhere to pin the blame and I’m hoping that eventually, things will be sorted out.

      Love that you’re a random compliment giver. It’s one of those give and you receive things. A fabulous way to change the world. One compliment at a time. (and it would help to stop all this hatred and victimising which goes on both in the internet world, and in general life).

      Thanks for coming and for the comment PPuff. Sending squidges your way ~ Cobs. x

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      1. Yes, I don’t get it. It surely takes more energy and more out of a person to be nasty than it does to just be nice. And if you don’t have it in you to be nice right then, well keeping quiet is always an option too, right? Any time I have complimented a stranger I have never had a bad reaction. Bemused, sometimes, surprised, also, but generally people just seem chuffed. Anyway. lets keep our fingers and eyes crossed that your DS is the headache maker and a fix is in sight. XX

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  7. Glad that you are finally getting to the bottom of things. Nothing worse than living with pain, I totally sympathise on that one! Also had the same sort of thing happen with my youngest as you did with Little Cobs, but fortunately he only gave me a black eye and swollen cheek. My fault I was tickling him until he couldn’t breathe! He thought it was hysterical, and so did I until I looked in the mirror. Happy memories though! 🙂 Great blog as always and hope your nose is sorted soon x

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  8. Well not good news about Sep but hopefully you’ll get sorted with the meds and surgery and put a stop to the blinding headaches, fingers crossed for you xx

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