There’s always talk in Twittertown and such of blogging (and general) mojo loss. Our dedication:inspiration ratio seems to be in a constant state of flux, with real life often getting in the way of much needed writing time 😉
Dear Mrs Headmistress*
I hope you are well and enjoying your Easter break with your, no doubt, very well behaved children, who eat and sleep on command. Please don’t consider the following a complaint of any kind, I have no wish to jeopardise
Who am I fooling?
I read a great post this week by the lovely Liz over at Living with Kids that really got me thinking. I won’t go into details….it’s well worth reading the original so go have a look here if you haven’t
NO! Do I REALLY look that old?
I’m back in my hometown again this week with the family. OH travels home first thing to crack on with the decorating- and I’m hoping that recording it like this will ensure it really happens- while the kids and I
Well, this is all a bit MAD isn’t it?
*****STOP PRESS****** Nominations have been updated….see end of this post for details….yipeee! …..ends I’m having an amazing week, one of those where you start peering into bushes to make sure that Jeremy Beadle, or Harry Hill as it now seems
The Tardis Tumble…
As someone who’s notoriously bad at completing tags and memes, I’ve decided that the only way to buy myself a bit of time is to devise one of my own and keep you all busy.
Postcard from Utopia
Cooo-ee! Yes, over here. No, not there, a bit to the left…that’s it! See me now? *waves* I’m sat here in my little Rapunzel-esque tower and there’s no way I’m throwing down my hair, or anything else for that matter,
Where did my week go?
Seriously, where is it? When I looked a minute ago I swear it was Tuesday, and now here we are and it’s Friday and I’ve done none of the things on my ever increasing list. How does time do that?
Me.
Over at Tara’s Sticky Fingers gallery, this week’s theme is ‘Me’. This is my first entry and I spent a long time thinking which image to use. I could have chosen one of my wedding pics, or the ones taken
Not ready to not be needed….
Today I was a working mum, not a WAHM which is my usual moniker, but a ‘Go out and leave kids in childcare mum’. It’s not something I usually have to deal with. Generally I manage through the generous help