I know. The last post was in April. I am the worst. Moving on. I am just gonna jump right in here. No foreplay as it were. I am in the midst of a mid-life revolution. I just had a birthday…. I have survived another winter! Yay me! I am 36. I have… Continue reading Fuck it! – A.k.a My new world view.
I have been trying to write a new post for the past 6 weeks. 6 weeks of opening the laptop and staring at a blank screen until my cup of tea goes cold, sighing, and then closing it again before making a fresh cuppa. Well, I have a nice, hot cup of tea to my… Continue reading Happy Little Me…
February is a funny month. I never know if I am happy or sad at its arrival. On one hand, January… arguably the loooooongest month of the year, has finally come to an end. On the other, “holy cow! How are we already into the second month!” Phew… the years go by quicker and… Continue reading Feb Fab
Disclaimer: The following meandering stream of consciousness may or may not resemble a coherent line of thought. It may appear to be the ravings of a slightly unhinged, but well-intentioned woman in her mid 30s, and you would be correct in making that assessment. So if you want to continue, you do so at your… Continue reading As yet untitled… (a.k.a 2017)
Hi. It is a new year again. If you happened to see my post at the beginning of 2016 you will know that I am a huge fan of new starts and fresh beginnings. I find the whole notion of wiping the slate clean and starting anew invigorating and necessary. This is why I don’t mock… Continue reading Rear-view Mirror. (a.k.a 2016 in review)
9pm. Sunday December 25th 2016. Yes folks, today is Christmas Day, and as it draws to a close I find myself snuggled up on the sofa, snoring husband to my left, snoring Doggo to my right, a slight ache in my stomach from food and a warm tingly feeling of utter contentment radiating through me.… Continue reading And Relax…..ish.
Really? Come on now! You tell yourself (and the dozen or so people who may have read it) that you are gonna pull yourself together and get yourself in gear! What do you do? Nothing! 6 weeks! 6 weeks!! And not a word! Bad girl! Right. Now that I have told myself off, let’s get on… Continue reading Good Job Slacker…..