Firstly, as one of life’s professional procrastinators I feel I am fully qualified to give these tips. It’s a word that is thrown around loosely and sometimes describes when people can’t be bothered to do something or keep turning a very deliberate blind eye to a task that really needs their attention. I feel itContinue reading “Top tips for beating procrastination “
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Biking for Fitness, not for fun, not yet.
Today I rode my bike to work. Now, anyone who knows me will instantly realise the gravity of this statement and will either think that I was held at gunpoint and made to do it with no other possible choice, or it’s a blatant lie. 7.2 miles each way. 14.4 miles round trip. 731 caloriesContinue reading “Biking for Fitness, not for fun, not yet.”
How I acquired Husband.
To be clear I’m not talking about A husband. No. Not any dusty old husband, but the man that is widely known in my stories as ‘Husband’. MY husband. I think it’s important to mention at this stage that the mould wasn’t just broken when he was made but well and truly annihilated. Husband isContinue reading “How I acquired Husband.”
The 10,000 Mile Stroll
Last Christmas 2 things happened that had never happened before. We went away on a little family holiday over the Christmas period. Husband arranged all of it. Sitting on the edge of the bed of the youngest Ankle biter I could feel myself bobbing. That lovely little slice of rapture just between being awake andContinue reading “The 10,000 Mile Stroll”
The Eventless Event’s Tent
A few months ago Husband received a package through the post. It was an ebay purchase which is nothing out of the ordinary because he is unnaturally obsessed with ebay and addicted to buying random shit that no one needs, sometimes it doesn’t even get opened. This is because he enjoys the thrill of buyingContinue reading “The Eventless Event’s Tent”
I’ve been noticing over the last few months that I am periodically, particularly smelly. I know it’s summer and we have had some baking hot days but when the smell radiating from your rear end is anything but pleasant and the sheer force of your tit sweats are out of control it’s near impossible toContinue reading “Whiffy McWhiffison”
The Devil’s Bum Hole
I’m a fairly easy going type in most areas of my life. Friendships, my job, my role as a wife, housework, raising my babies, rules, and this also extends to the type of TV program I choose to watch on an evening after a hectic day. I use the term ‘choose to watch’ loosely, meaningContinue reading “The Devil’s Bum Hole”
Summer Holidays. Days out or Days in?
And it’s here. The summer holidays. 6 weeks of uninterrupted fun, frolics, laughter, disagreements, arguments, fights, hair pulling, head holding, shouting and nervous breakdowns. But to break it up a bit we will be including a handful of days out. Now I’m not really one for days out, and honestly neither are the kids. MaybeContinue reading “Summer Holidays. Days out or Days in?”
Guest Post !!!
Today I have a treat for you. Victoria Hulmes, aka Mummy0kids1 for those who want to find her on Instagram, is not only a gifted writer who has a real way with words but is also my dear friend. That made me sound like I’m 88 years old but she really is dear to me,Continue reading “Guest Post !!!”
My Husband. The Raving Loony with the Beard and a Hammer
We don’t have any neighbours for maybe half a mile or so in each direction. Just open fields and more wildlife than you can shake a stick at. So imagine my surprise when I found someone lurking around having what he told me was a leisurely stroll in the field next to our house. Me:Continue reading “My Husband. The Raving Loony with the Beard and a Hammer”