Summer wasn’t meant to be this way. Summer was meant to be about feeling the sun on your face, lifting your chin to let it filter down your body, enveloping you in a cocoon of gold.
She stares blankly at the walls. Undone. "What did I forget?"
“Jesus Christ woman, what is this?! I’ve just got off an eight hour flight, I don’t need this crap!” Gripping the kitchen chair, she pulled the wooden seat tight against her thighs, ready to assume the crash position.
There I was, foetally curled, waiting for something to happen. My beautiful boy didn’t stumble back to his bed, he lay down, spooning me and pulling as many towels as he could over the two of us. And there we lay…
This has been the week of the performing members of the family. Those who, unlike myself, like to stand up and be seen – obviously I’m the shy, retiring member of the family.
This has been a busy month and of course we’ve been thinking potential Christmas presents amongst other things. We’ve got two giveaways, in orange below – all you need to do to enter is leave a comment expressing your preference,
I often look at my children and wonder how their personalities came to be so completely different. Given the same set of choices, the same rules and parameters, they will come to three very different conclusions or points in time.
I’m feeling a little ranty today. This week I’ve read two local news stories that have got me all stirred up. Firstly the plans to turn libraries into charities, no doubt to be run by voluntary committees and lottery funded.
So it seems we’re headlong into the Christmas shopping period and I’m already way behind. Why can’t I be that woman who has all the Christmas shopping sorted by October and then just has to spend November and December weaving
Last week I posted this quiz for the musically minded who like to ponder. You’ll be amazed (possibly) to hear that no one got full marks. Actually the only person who officially entered was @himupnorth and I have to break
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It seems that there’s some healthy rivalry in the blogging world at the moment. My sister and brother in the North are trying to outdo each other in producing the hardest-music-quizzes-in-the-world-ever. That’s just not my style, I’m nice like that.
It’s National Novel Writing Month, or #NaNoWriMo to its friends and twitter followers. The challenge has been set – to write 50,000 words in the month of November. The equivalent to a novel, apparently.