I love these blogger challenges, Daxon has asked members of its blogger network (see my badge on the toolbar?) to try to make a nice outfit for under £200. Mine comes in at £197 or £199.95 including delivery not bad going I thought. The best bit, one of the Daxon bloggers who have a go at this challenge will win the outfit they have chosen. I never get to spend money on clothes so I’m up for it… First thing I decided was that I wanted it to be a Spring look. The British weather didn’t get the Memo that went round that Winter should be over! Hint Hint. Anyways…. I’ve done for a grey-ish and pale brown theme here, and I would wear this lot together. I started with Capri jeans, I liked the quirky finishing at the bottoms. Also they are in a tall range, so they won’t […]
Outside it might be cold wet and grey, but today I feel a bit better. At the moment the kids and I are watching Madagascar 3 on DVD from Lovefilm. It’s rather a daft film. Monkeys in costumes dressed as the king of Versailles! We’ve just had sarnies, chocolate, fruit and crisps. An indoor picnic if you will, me and my boys watching cartoons.
So much fake lovey dovey stuff is forced in our faces from mid January to make you buy over priced and largely tatt tokens of affection. I don’t want chocolates in a heart shaped box, or a cheaply made teddy bear just because it’s hugging a heart cushion. It’s everywhere, and this year I am NOT playing this Valentine’s game! This is going to be a rant, a personal one. If you know my in real life kindly stop reading. One year ago, on Valentine’s day night, at midnight so he’d think I’d forgotten any kind of gift or love token, totally unexpected to him (I think) I got down on one knee and asked him to be my husband. He said yes, I was so happy. Then he refused to put the ring on saying he didn’t like jewelry, didn’t want it mentioned anywhere people might hear it or […]
This morning on my way to take lads to school I noticed the flowers have opened. It’s a bit early for Spring isn’t it as was extremely cold over the last fortnight. I am amazed they’ve sprouted up but here it is… My muddy water logged garden is showing life. These aren’t just any old flowers they were bulbs taken from my grand parents garden after my Gramps died. Every year they come out I remember him. It’s years since he died, but he is still so much to me, my “Dad figure” as my real Dad didn’t want me. I’m so glad I said to Nan that I wanted to take some of Gramps’s bulbs. He was a keen gardener you see, so to me taking home some Snowdrops and Crocuses seemed right. My Nan had the garden ripped out and covered in gravel. She couldn’t bare to look […]
The snow is nearly all gone now, melted completely on paths and roads. Strangely it seems to have gotten colder rather than warmer. The boys say it’s not cold but it is! The thermometer on my phone agrees with me, not the children, that it is actually ruddy cold. A few nights this week I’ve slept with my jumper on in bed. Bbbrrr! I give up, I know it’s barely half past five but I think it’s pyjamas time. Please snow… Move along.
Jen has had a little cold that developed into #BoyFlu and now he’s shared it about, such a caring sharing lad! Thanks son. Right now this lurgey has got the better of me. I sound a bit like Darth Vader, and I’m sitting on my sofa with two jumpers on, under a blanket and a roll of tissue for the snot. I am sneezing rather violently and it aches in my neck/shoulders. Oh it’s lovely. I’m almost hoping it’s a really bad snow day tomorrow just so I don’t have to go outside and do the school run. Is that bad of me? I often get sniffles, but this germ-fest came on fast. I just want to sleep it off but judging by how Jen coped with it, I doubt this. I don’t want to have to go out in cold in morning, but the boys have to be taken […]
Today I had to go for my therapy assessment. Was a big old building, not very welcoming as the door had several buzzer systems, a massive door knob and a few separate locks. Could be worse, plenty of improvement space though. I pressed the buzzer marked “reception” and say hi I’ve got an appointment. She replies OK then, but fails to let my in. I try a few times. Feel vulnerable and stupid stood on the doorstep of this building, massive mental health signs on the fence. Three students sat on the high steps of a Victorian house on the other side of the road, I might as well have been wearing a dunce hat with CRAZY in flashing neon lights. Could hear their comments, wasn’t a pleasant place to be. Luckily a patient (I assume as she had no badges or NHS pass card lanyard thingy “doctors” normally have) […]
Well it is again that time of year, When everybody should be of great cheer.Not everyone is happy though as it’s cold and wet outside,A lot of us just want to snuggle up and hide. But not those dear Elves,To get the must-have toys on the shops shelves,They have been working every day and night Alas the prices still give Mum’s and Dad’s a fright! An elf must be short and wear bright green,And never ever be mean.For they make the toys,For all our little girls and boys. Gifts made with love and care,Perfect for a family to share.Just remember when you pack away your Christmas tree,Take it down with care in case an Elf you do see!! I wrote this in response to Tots100 December blogger challenge. Considering I have not written poetry in years I think I did pretty well, if I do say so myself. Christmas went […]
How I’m feeling… Not great. The kids are pushing me until I want to cry. Work sent me a letter, long words that I believe mean “give us full access to your medical records or we could sack you”. Partner was shouting at me this morning as I was unable to wake again, he’d been trying an hour and apparently I was shouting in my sleep. He said sounded like I was shouting at people in a drunken argument style. When I eventually woke, first thing I saw is partner stood by the bed, angry and in his work suit, nagging me about how he would be late, and its like he’s looking after an extra child. I couldn’t get him to shut up so I went for distraction and just snogged him so he couldn’t keep talking. Then he stopped moaning and made me coffee in bed. Came home […]
Well, what can I say? I think kaboom is a great word for what’s going on. Last weekend I had a mental breakdown, it had been building for some time to be fair. I’ve been saying “I’m fine” way too much, as I just don’t know how to express how bad I feel. Kaboom… This resulted in me wanting to throw myself from the upstairs window on Saturday night, luckily I suppose, I have phobias, including a fear of heights. This meant I just was shaking uncontrollably instead, crying so much I felt like I was drowning from snot, and all around my eyes hurt like I had been punched in the face. I got up, went to work, struggling lots. Sunday night, same thing, so depressed it hurt. My partner had told me to stop snivelling and attention seeking. I wasn’t attention seeking, I was breaking from the inside. […]
So I’ve brought my bunny rabbit indoors incase we do get this snow. The wind was so cold I only lasted a few minutes outside before I was shivering. Good thing I did bring Patch indoors I guess. He’s bored and hot, but better than frozen. So he’s now in the indoor hutch I “wombled” recently. Yay for recycling. If any other bunny owners are reading, remember to cover the hutches or move bunny indoors…. I’d much rather Patch was bored off his head, than getting frost bite.
Since returning from Australia everything here seems so boring, dull, pointless, and outright COLD. Is it bad that after just a single week there I’m totally hooked on the place? My nickname has been Roo since I was a baby, family reasons…. but since I landed back in Blighty I’ve worn my Aussie Roo necklace everyday. I don’t even take it off to sleep. I honestly CRY at programs or adverts about the land down under now, and find myself “window shopping” travel websites. It’s surely not right to miss it so very much is it? There’s nothing like Austrailia, NO KIDDING. In my heart I think I have emigrated there already! In reality I doubt I’ll ever go again, possibly after we retire in a few decades. It’s only the cost stopping me, you would not believe how many Aussie holiday competitions I’ve entered since going there, but does […]