Thinking out loud

Are you like me? When the morning doesn't quite start the right way, it messes up the rest of the day and possibly the week! I am having one of those Mondays today. Had a headache when I woke up. Didn't have the energy to get the house looking neat and liveable before I left. I left home in a rush and therefore everything I have on looks accidental. I am hungry and tired! It's going to be a long week. I have a to do list as long as the Magna Carta and not an ounce of motivation to get going. Usually the stash of jelly sweets in my bag helps to get me going, but today I am stashless. What to do?  Just had a 10minute pause to consider a plan of action...nothing. There's only one solution, NAPTIME! Have a great Monday

Remember that David Haye fight? You know the one against Vladimir Klitschko in 2011 it might have been. The World Heavyweight Unification Title Clash (mouthful!) that David promised would silence the dissenters once and for all. Well he lost that fight and gave the most unlikely reason for it. He had broken his baby toe. Hubbz and I from then on referred to him as Baby Toe Haye . I thought it was hilarious until on Monday I rammed the baby toe on my left foot into the wooden leg attachment of the ottoman in  my living room. I like to think of myself as having quite a high pain threshold. But in that instant I felt as though my baby toe was dislodged from my foot with only a little sinew holding it together. IT WAS HORRIBLE. So much so that I couldn't scream but used all the energy I could muster so sit down, wipe the sweat from my brow and shed a few silent tears. It hurts to this day. It hurts to drive, hurts to have shoes on, hurts to walk, hurts to type this blog (I exxag a lit...

This year is a milestone birthday for me and I have to admit that I have been feeling a little bit like I am wasting time. My life's time line didn't quite take the course that I wished it would and I constantly feel the pressure to explain away my lack of achievement. When I am in a happier and more sober minded mood, I remind myself of my wonderful marriage, to a fairytale type guy! BUT that's not something I've done, but rather something that's happened to me. OK so I have two degrees and people who call me their friend. I write for magazines. I am a very good aunt and reasonably reliable! The point I am trying to make is that I have made an occupation of feeling sorry for myself and wishing I could do or be more. I have the audacity to belittle the goodness that has come  my way and the things that I have achieved.  I am currently on a work assignment that literally fell in my lap with no effort of my own. Yet another wonderful thing and yet I am here sitting ...

It is with great sadness that I learnt  today of the death of Baroness Thatcher, former British Prime Minister. Controversial, polarising and memorable. Her politics aside, I admired her. She knew what she believed and stood for it regardless of the opposition. What a formidable person...

It feels like ages since I last wrote. And you know the longer you stay away the harder it is to get back. Some interesting things have happened since I've been away. And I'll share a few. I lost my phone. The second mobile phone I have ever lost. At this point I must explain that I am not the ‘losing stuff’ type. I am obsessive about knowing where everything is. I break into a sweat and have palpitations when I cannot find last week’s newspaper. Because of this, losing my phone was a major life event. The first phone I lost was on a First Great Western train from Paddington to Reading. I happily got off the train and my mobile stayed; probably in the grubby hands of some sneaky, Dick Dastardly lookalike! It took some time but I recovered. I spent some meaningless years with some sad excuses for mobile phones until I got my now lost companion. I did everything on this phone. I blogged, banked, emailed, found recipes, listened to music, shopped, read the bible, ...