Yoga, medication and farts!

After a couple weeks dragging my arse I finally made it back to the studio. It was dark, raining and cold and I totally didn’t want to go back out of the house after getting home. However once booked you are committed. I go through stages with my fitness and I always have a perfect…

Three day hangovers!

Omg… I’m never drinking again. I really mean it…Today. Definitely yesterday. 100% on Sunday. I was a mess of massive proportions on Sunday. Yesterday not much better. Why is being hungover so much worse the older you get? It’s like life wants to fuck you over two fold. Finally you can afford to drink at…

The Mean reds and Gruesome Thursday’s!

I hate Thursday… Sometimes… Today… I’ve been ok all day. It’s the weekends eve, eve after all! Today or more to the point this evening I’m not happy. I’m unsettled. Overthinking. Lonely. We all get like this from time to time. Maybe it’s a case of the Mean reds? A trip to Tiffany’s would be…

Happily ever after’s

So I’m sat watching say yes to the dress… again. I’m wondering is it just me who sits watching this programme adictivly? I’m not getting married again, well at least not that I’m aware of. I really don’t have any need to watch the show. I just can’t help myself.. I love it!!! I have…