This week has been eventful. It started off with a panic call to a bed shop and ended up with a very bizarre conversation with my colleagues of a fecal nature. Thrown into the mix was an extreme wine Tuesday followed by a rather hungover Wednesday…. Plans were made for valentines and I now have…
Twirtys, 40’s, pies & being extraordinary!
Being a 40 ish women is hard. Well I find it hard I can’t speak for all 40 ish women. I feel in constant competition in every aspect of my life. Especially when it comes to body image and ageing. I find that I’m always comparing myself to girls who are half my age. I…
Rogue body parts and an explanation of sorts… My babies growing up!
This morning at stupid o’clock I was having a discussion with daughter No2 about sex. She’s 11. It was started by herself, of course it was I can barley focus or grunt at that time and certainly not until I’ve had at least one coffee. Which, by the way was nearly spat all over my…
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…
Strand the stars 