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Showing posts from February, 2011

Will I find the Middle Way?

I've always been an all or nothing girl. A whole packet of biscuits, or none at all. Diet coke all night or getting wrecked. I can't do anything by half measures. Much to my chagrin. And this is the problem with me, I think. (Well I have a lot of problems, but here is not the place to discuss all  of them, not the squeaky fingers against the duvet in bed problem, nor the button phobia which I share randomly with two other members of a small nursery-friends group!)

My son's scrummy Valentine card for me

The advantage of being mum to a little boy is that you get a scrummy Valentine card each year from him!  I got a lovely card from Mr Humdrum and a fab pair of silver heart earrings (to match my charm bracelet  and necklace  that I've been treated to over the past year or so). Thank you Mr H. (I got him some pants!) But they didn't come close (sorry Mr H) to Elf's Valentine card he made me at school last week, and came home today in his book bag.  The translation: To Mum Happy Valentine's Day I love my Mace Windu lightsaber and I love my mum's clothes. Love from Elf

My lost mojo wordle!

I hopped over to  barenakedmummy  and found the Wordle. Wow! I'd seen them but not realised how easy they are to create. So I put my last post  I've lost my mojo  in and here's the result.  What I am shocked about is how big the word WORK is. It's telling me something... Thanks BNM, it's a revelation in more ways than you can imagine!

I've lost my mojo...and it's my first year blogaversary

I've lost my blogging mojo. This week is my first blogaversary, and I feel I should do something to celebrate. But I've been going through a rather weird time the last few weeks, entirely due to work but unfortunately something that I can't blog about until later this year when "things change"... I've explored the reasons why I am still at work (benefits, money allowing me to have the freedom I enjoy outside of work, I enjoy what I do) and what would happen if I left (free to pursue what makes my heart sing, but doesn't make my money box jangle) and where do I see myself in five years time. All of these things are difficult to write about but they have completely stunted my ability to write anything! I have just about kept up my other personal family blog because that's mainly photos about things Elf is up to, and I've had a deadline in the Chichester Family Grapevine (see side of blog as my iPad won't do links) which made me actually write s

A day for me, me, me

Two friends have recently returned from spa breaks. I am jealous. I couldn’t justify spending money which should go instead on furnishing our new home, but I am tired, grouchy and could really do with a spa break. But if I really thought about it, what I actually need now is a whole lot simpler than that. And cheaper.  Here are my guidelines for an ideal mini-break.