The following is a guest post on behalf of K&Co:
26. Top Christmas gifts – a retrospective Continue reading
Having kids makes you say the strangest thing, doesn’t it? I have, of late, found myself uttering such bizarre sentences that I though I’d make a note of a few. . .
- It’s not proper hide and seek Grace if you keep shouting “I’m here”
- Why is your face blue?
- You must say pardon me, Grace – as well as pull my finger.
- It is not a hamster. Give it to Mummy please – it’s going mouldy.
- Yes Grace, Father Christmas has a willy and a red hat.
- Glitter goes on the paper, not the doggies. They don’t want to be sparkly.
- No, Grandma does not have eyes on top of her head, she just likes to keep her glasses there.
- Abracadabra is NOT the magic word!
- You’re right there Gibby. Daddy’s bum does stink.
- No you don’t want chicken pox again Grace, that’s a silly thing to say.
- The cats don’t want to be sparkly either.
- Ooooh yes you have made your “head pink.” Lets put Mummy’s lipstick away now.
These are all true – just ask Ghostwritermummy! Is it just me, or do we all realise how ridiculous we sometimes sound?
You know that old 70s classic by The Sweet – Wig wam bam? Well I’ve had that song in my head all week now, and it’s entirely the fault of Big Game Hunters and my latest review. Continue reading
“Go placidly amidst the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, have no doubt that the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its shams, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.”
Fizz and Badger (who regular readers will know are my faithful, if intellectually challenged, canine compadres) have stepped up a notch in the world of PR and social networking. Continue reading
I love anything hand made. There’s something deeply personal, beautifully imperfect, and that extra bit special about anything someone has personally gone to so much trouble over. Not only that, I just love the kitschy look of a home knit, a sock monkey or a ragdoll. So I consider myself very lucky that I have been sent a Keepsake Doll from the wonderful Danielle who blogs over at twopointfourchildren
A short but heartfelt post to say thank you. Thank you to my friends – on-line and off. Thank you to complete strangers leaving a comment for the first time. Thank you for reading the past few – rather bleak – posts and thank you for bearing with me at a sad time. I find I am able to write things that I could never say out loud, or share with people face to face. It is the very best therapy for me and I am grateful to be a part of a world where I can document and share my feelings so readily with such an understanding audience.
The support and kind words I have received when I’ve written about things close to my heart never fails to amaze and reassure me through hard times. This humble blog serves as a much needed reminder that there are good people in the world, and things are not all bad all of the time.
Life goes on. My blog will go on, starting with my next post: a review of beautiful hand made Dolly with extra special significance.