Showing posts with label List Love Memes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label List Love Memes. Show all posts

Saturday, 4 February 2012

Love letters...





The reason for my love letter to my kids? Because I believe the best love letters need to be hand written.

I always write love letters and thank you notes and postcards in my own handwriting, if I can.

I stash handwritten stuff around the place too. For my kids to find.

They don't really care.

They might care, one day.

I have handwritten stuff from my Dad that appears. Appears when I need it.  An old letter that he wrote to me when I first left home to go to uni will drop out of a book. I know every word - it is etched on my memory; but my heart swells as I stop and sit, and read that letter again.

I do not expect that my kids will have the need to find my handwriting for a great many many years. But when they do; when they need a link, a thread, a golden thread to their Mum, to me, they will discover my words, in my hand. I hope it brings them some calm, and some peace in their hearts.

Go over to see Eden? I am linking up with her today. She is a legend. And a blogging legend. I love her and I love the idea of her meme linky thingo...

Do you love your handwriting? What do you still hand write these days?


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Sunday, 17 October 2010

Eight Questions......

I was tagged, recently, by Deb. To answer eight questions -



I came across Deb's blog as her blog name is Diminishing Deb. I am so glad I did. Her weight loss journey is inspirational.

The questions she asks of me are this:

Is there a book that has made you change your life in some way?
Allan Carr's Easy Way To Give Up Smoking. Seriously. I do not think any other book, ever, has has such a positive impact on my health, and on my world.



Black Licorice - do you love it or hate it? Have you ever met anyone who doesn't have a strong opinion on black licorice? Errrr, me. Can take or or leave it. Not fussed either way.

What is the worst job you ever had? Chambermaid in a hotel. A honeymooners hotel. Rank.

What are you waiting for?  A bloke called Kevin...........

What country do you want to see, or see more of? I want to go to Poland. And live and breath its modern history. Don't ask me why. I just feel such a strong pull to the place.



What is the first thing you notice when meeting new people? Whether they smile with their eyes or not.

What are you grateful for today? Walking in Morialta Conservation Park with my friend Adele. Both are so special.



What would a really fun evening be like for you? I'd love to go see some stand up comedy, or a band. And then have dinner with friends. And then go parking.......

Friday, 7 May 2010

My Seven Deadly Sins

The adorable Lori over at Random Ramblings of a SAHM started a very cool meme. And she tagged me. Which I am glad about, because I would have done it anyway, I reckon.

My Seven Deadly Sins




Sloth - Fridays are my slothful days. I stay in my pyjamas until I have to pick Olivia up from school. I slop about like that all day, and then get a little resentful that I have to dress to pick her up at 3pm!

Gluttony - I have to be so so so so careful. I have been a glutton my whole life: for food, for cigarettes, for punishment. It is a slippery slope. So I now chose, mostly, to be a glutton for coffee and love instead.

Greed - I am just a greedy bitch. I WANT IT ALL. Not the material stuff. Just life. Enough said.

Envy - and jealousy are the sins that offer zero reward. I am lucky that I rarely feel either.

Lust - I do lust quite well I think. I like lust. I lust after lovely husband. (And Philip Glenister.)

Pride - Now this is a whole blog post. Full of it. So positive, yet so damaging. I am full of pride for my family. I am too proud to ask for help. You hear me?

Wrath - Oooooo, scary one. I have a terrible temper. Huge amounts of anger bottled up. That I have tried to "stuff down". And when the wrath comes out......not pretty.

So, there are my seven deady sins and the forms they take.

In turn, I tag.....................






Sunday, 2 May 2010

First Post.......



My first post?

My first post ever was in my private blog in July 2002.

I can't bring myself to re-post it here. It is far too raw, too sad, and it is not a place I want to go back to very often. I did recall the event that started my very initial blogging, here.

My first weight loss blog entry though, was a much happier time.

I had been away to Melbourne to meet up with, and party with, a wonderful group of top chicks.

And photos were taken. Lots of photos.

Photos that made me really realise I WAS FAR FAR TOO FAT.

Like this one:




So I started to blog a very little bit, using the blog function over at a parenting forum I was an administrator of.
So, on November 19th 2007 I wrote this:


Just went for a 30 minute walk......totally knackered. It is SO hot already. And I think I walked with every bloody fly in Adelaide..................but I think I have lost weight in the past 5 days, so I am a bit happy...a bit hopeful? (First flush of diet love..? LOL!)


Lucy, for fucks sake woman,  just eat less and move more.........
So walking then, and walking and running now.

That was two and a half years ago, and over 30kg ago.

That first flush of diet love lasted. Who'd have thunk it?!

And I still need to eat less and move more.




I am rewinding this post at the Weekend Rewind that is now being hosted by the lovely Multiple Mum over at And Then There Were Four

Thursday, 22 April 2010

Happy 101

I have been lucky enough to score a new award from the lovely Claire Marie over at Spontaneous Delight: Happy Days!

I like her blog, a lot. It is simple and unselfconscious and.........well..........happy. It is a happy blog. Go have a look-see.



The deal with this award is:

1. Copy and paste the award on your blog. Check

2. Tell who gave you the award and link to their blog. Check

3. List 10 things that make you happy. Check. See below.

4. Pass the award on to other bloggers and let them know that they have won. Check. See below.

 
So, the things that make me happy? Loads of things. Mostly superficial. In random order, in pictures:
 
Blogging
 

Nice smelly candles
 
 
Fresh cut flowers
 

Swimming


Good quotes


Funky Aprons


Good coffee


Rainbows


Fresh cut grass




But most of all: most of all, this little five make me happy.


And now to tag some other happy blogs:

Lulu @ Unperfect Life, because she is happily unperfect and I know she wants to use images.
Life With Kaishon because I love her style
DarNonymous because I miss her when she doesn't post
Hot Cross Mum because she is cool
Brenda at Mummy Time because she is happy. All the time!

Friday, 16 April 2010

Interview with a Four Year Old

Mummy got tagged by her funny blogging friend at Hot Cross Mum, and so that means that me, Charlie, aged 4 (but my birfday is in July so I am nearly 5) gets to write fings in Mummy's 'puter. On her bog.  I won't break it, I promise, 'cos I love playin' on the 'puter.



We are meant to be doing hard questions on Spring, because it is getting to be Spring where the Hot Cross Mum lives. (I fink she lives in England which is 2 sleeps away.) But I live in Australia, so I fink that we should do easy questions on Autumn instead. That's OK?




Here are all Mummy's questions, and my answers:

Mummy: Mate, do you know what Autumn is?
Charlie: Yep. It is when it starts to get too chillery to swim and the pool gets shut for ages. And we have to go to the smelly inside pool instead.

Mummy: And what happens to the trees in Autumn?

Charlie: They stop growing and all their leaves fall off 'cos they have not had enough drinks of water. They should drink more water. If you drink more water, you get more emergy.

Mummy: Right. What type of clothes do you wear in Autumn, Charlie boy?

Charlie: The t-shirts get longer arms. And Mummy, is that when you make me wear a jacket? I only like my Spiderman jumper.

Mummy: What about shoes for Autumn?

Charlie (Impateient): I don't wear shoes Mum. I have a broken leg. I am in a wheelchair. But can I have new sneakers when my cast comes off? Ones that make me run faster? Mum, how many sleeps till my cast comes off? When my cast comes off, can I go swimming?

Mummy: Yes darling. What about slippers?
Charlie (Frowning): What about slippers?

Mummy: Is the food different in Autumn?
Charlie: Your food is nice Mum. I like your food. I like ice cream best. Can we have ice cream in Autumn? Can I have some ice cream right now?

Mummy: No. It is 8.24 in the morning. No ice cream buddy.
Charlie: Too chillery? Mum, can I stop talking about this now and watch Giggle and Hoot?

Mummy: OK my love. (And for the record, it is just four more sleeps till the stinking cast comes off.)

So, fank you for reading.

Mummy says I have to pick some more bogs for other nice Mummys to do this with their kids too.......any age, any topic......

I just looked at all the pictures of the faces and I pick:


Thea at Do I Really Wanna Blog
Seraphim at Ah, the Possibilities
Faith, Hope and a Whole Lotta Love
Jen from Jemikaan
PPMJ from Pink Patent Mary Janes

Saturday, 10 April 2010

Four.......

I am feeling flat and tired tonight.



I want to blog, but I also want to just cuddle up to my lovely husband and have him stroke my hair.

So I remembered reading this over at the lovely Corinne's blog: A Day in the Life

And so I am going to play too.


Four jobs I've had:

Restaurant Manager
Area Manager for a brewery
Call Centre Manager
Project Manager

Four movies I can watch over and over:

Calamity Jane
Four Weddings & A Funeral
Babe
Out of Sight

Four places I've lived:

West Sussex, UK
Yorkshire, UK
Alt Penedès, Catalonia, Spain
Darwin, NT

Four TV Shows I love:

Life on Mars
Ashes to Ashes
Best in Australia
The Biggest Loser

Four places I've been to on holiday:

Carmel, California
Rhodes, Greece
New Zealand
Coasters Retreat, NSW

Four of my favourite dishes:

Spag Bol
Roast Beef with the traditional trimmings
Lemon Chicken
BLT

Four sites I visit daily:

BOM
Commbank
Farcebook
iView

Four places I would rather be right now:

The Trailer Boat Club, Darwin
My brothers house in Pucklechurch, South Glos
My bed
A curry house somewhere with lovely husband


Wednesday, 7 April 2010

Seven Sporty Facts......

Now that I am a little slimmer, I am really recalling how much I have forgotten that I enjoy sport.

Swimming: Despite being born in England, I love to swim outdoors.. .I learned to swim early (by English standards) and spent long cold summers swimming at the local pool and then long, only slightly warmer, (but stoned) summers swimming and wind-surfing at the beach. Give me an outdoor swim environment every time. Rain or shine. And if you need to have a really loud ugly cry ever......do it underwater whilst swimming.

Oh! And I think night swimming: both the song and the activity, are bloody wonderful.




Tennis: My parents played together. I loved that about them as a couple. They were really good. I wish they had done a lot more of it. I like to swing a raquet now and again, but despite fairly good hand /eye coordination, I am crap. But I really enjoy it still. And my daughter Olivia is really getting into it too.

Riflery: I learned how to shoot a 2:2 rifle when I was eleven years old, and found I had a skillful affinity.  It was wonderful to be so good at something so very easily. I was a crack shot! I even won a shooting competition. (Y'know, I am not sure of the last time I recalled that fact. I do not even think lovely husband is aware of that bit of my childhood.......)



Stoolball: I grew up in West Sussex. Stoolball, for all its unfortunate name, was a local game. It is similar to ladies cricket. I was surprisingly good at it, and on a local team for years. I proudly wore black eyes from the hard ball.




Cricket: I am an odd chick that LOVES cricket. I like to listen to cricket on the radio. I like to watch it on the television. I like to watch it in real life, at all levels. Test match or the Athelstone B grade, I am no cricket snob. Cricket makes me feel safe. I like to make cricket teas too. I love that my lovely husband is a passionate cricket fan. I am glad that my love of cricket came from my family and that lovely husband and I are hopefully passing on our love of the game to our kids........

I love to walk. I wish I had time to walk even more. Long long steep walks make me feel really good to be alive. I am aiming for a half marathon (20km) walk in October. And I wish I could walk more of the Heysen Trail.

My favourite sport of all time is skip rope. I love love love love skip rope. And I am really good at it. Even as fat chick, it made me smile. It made me try.




So there you have it.

Reading back over this list, I realise how much I like a lot of sporty things. I wish I had realised remembered many many years ago how much fun exercise and sport can really be.




Sunday, 7 March 2010

Things to do list......

Thank Goddess for Sarah over at Just Me for this lovely simple idea:

Instructions: The post is a list of 99 things you could have done, and you are supposed to bold the ones that you yourself have done.





1. Started your own blog (this one, as it happens.)

2. Slept under the stars (too many times to recount. Best one was New Years Eve 1998.)

3. Played in a band

4. Visited Hawaii

5. Watched a meteor shower

6. Given more than you can afford to charity (Most months)

7. Been to DisneyWorld (Actually, Disney Land. Does that count?)

8. Climbed a mountain

9. Held a praying mantis

10. Sang a solo

11. Bungee jumped

12. Visited Paris (A few times. Lucky bitch)

13. Watched a lightning storm (A few times. Living in NT made that easy.)

14. Taught yourself an art from scratch (Scrapbooking? Is that an art? I think so.)

15. Adopted a child (No. But nearly.)

16. Had food poisoning (Klemzig 2000. Still makes me shudder.)

17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty

18. Grown your own vegetables (Well, Andrew does.)

19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France

20. Slept on an overnight train

21. Had a pillow fight

22. Hitch hiked. (When I was about 7 years old. I suspect I had guardian angels looking out for me that day. And I will be forever thankful to the lady in the Mini with the boxes of eggs that rescued me.)

23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill (Fark me, yes, a squillion times.)

24. Built a snow fort

25. Held a lamb

26. Gone skinny dipping (Love it.)

27. Run a Marathon (I am still astounded that I, of all people, can bold that one!)

28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice

29. Seen a total eclipse (a lunar eclipse)

30. Watched a sunrise or sunset (Nearly every day. And I Google cool images of sunrises and sunsets too. And I love that my cousin Fiona and I have a similar need to reach out for these amazing moments.)

31. Hit a home run (Rounders. Does that count?)

32. Been on a cruise

33. Seen Niagara Falls in person

34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors (Chichester, West Sussex)

35. Seen an Amish community

36. Taught yourself a new language

37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied (satisfied financially, yes. But money does not being me total satisfaction.)

38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person

39. Gone rock climbing

40. Seen Michelangelo’s David

41. Sung karaoke (too many times. Pissed.)

42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt

43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant

44. Visited Africa

45. Walked on a beach by moonlight (South Arm 1997 would be up there.)

46. Been transported in an ambulance (Too much speed and no food for a few weeks will cause blood sugar issues. I passed out at a bus stop in Headingley, Leeds. At 9 am in the morning. Very embarassing.)

47. Had your portrait painted (In Greece in my early '20's. About 50 times a day. I was a grifter for a dodgy Greek bloke who did street art. So anyone who I conned in Kos or Rhodes in the early 1990's, I am really sorry.)
48. Gone deep sea fishing

50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris

51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling

52. Kissed in the rain


53. Played in the mud

54. Gone to a drive-in theater (This is the only time me and Andrew ever get to the movies! Gepps Cross Mainline, you rock.)

55. Been in a movie

56. Visited the Great Wall of China

57. Started a business

58. Taken a martial arts class

59. Visited Russia

60. Served at a soup kitchen

61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies

62. Gone whale watching

63. Got flowers for no reason

64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma

65. Gone sky diving

66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp

67. Bounced a check (too many times, as a student.)


68. Flown in a helicopter (New Zealand, March 2000)

69. Saved a favorite childhood toy

70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial

71. Eaten Caviar


72. Pieced a quilt

73. Stood in Times Square

74. Toured the Everglades

75. Been fired from a job

76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London

77. Broken a bone (only my nose.)

78. Been a passenger on a motorcycle

79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person

80. Published a book

81. Visited the Vatican

82. Bought a brand new car (my past 4 cars have been of the brand new variety. Lucky bitch.)

83. Walked in Jerusalem

84. Had your picture in the newspaper (When I was about 15. I won a writing award.)

85. Kissed a stranger at midnight on New Year’s Eve

86. Visited the White House

87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating (only crabs and fish.)
88. Had chickenpox (Badly.)


89. Saved someone’s life (Roxy the dog. My Mum.)

90. Sat on a jury (Scary.)

91. Met someone famous (A famous celeb chef who is a charismatic wanker. And probably Googles his own name a lot so leave it up to your effing imagination. Shagged him too many times and he broke my heart. But he is getting fat and grey haired now, living in the cold, with marriage dramas. And I am slim and brunette and living in paradise, in loved up bliss...........ha!) Hale & Pace. Shagged neither. Carl Risely: would love to shag him: I am just biding my time. Prince Charles: when I was about 8. Had no idea what shagging was at that stage. )

92. Joined a book club (An online one.)

93. Got a tattoo

94. Had a baby (Three. Vaginally. No pain relief. Birthing Goddess. My best ever achievements.)

95. Seen the Alamo in person

96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake

97. Been involved in a law suit

98. Owned a cell phone (Are you kidding me? I graduated in the 1980's era of cells, then worked for Optus from 1995........)

99. Been stung by a bee (On the knee of all places. Hurt like a bastard.)


Sunday, 28 February 2010

To bag or to handbag? To match with shoes or not?

First of all, I have to thank Kaz over at The Truth About Mummy for this tag. And also for her lovely comments on so many of my posts. And for her blog in general, 'cos it cheers me up.

 
Secondly, I need to be a bit Nancy Mitford about this and tell you two a lot of things about me and bags.

 
I have lots of them. They are not an item of wardrobe that requires you to fit into a size 12 ever, so there is no stomach crunching fear around buying bags, or bags "not fitting", so over the past 25 years or so I have indulged all of my fashionista tendencies through the buying of bags. Lots of lovely bags, all expensive, all beautiful.

If I am having a shite day, I know that when I get online at night I can go window shopping for bags. And it is nearly better than sex.

 
My idea of retail heaven is a shop that sells matching bags, shoes, sunglasses and purses. Sound too good to be true? Try Oroton. Or Prada.

 
My bags and my shoes match. Always. Even on the worst rush of a day. I cannot go out of the house without making sure my shoes and bag match. Sorry.

 
As a result I have two or three on the go at a time. And I can swap all the stuff that I need into them quickly. So this means there is zero crap lurking at the bottom of my bags, as the bags get swapped over sometimes twice daily, so the crap gets binned daily too.

 
Do I sound like a princess about all this? I am even cringing at myself.........

 
BUT, some days, if it is all too hard, I leave the bloody bags hanging on the peg and just lurch out of the house with just a purse, no make up, and flip flops on. So I am not really a princess. Just an echo of one.

 
Anyway.

 
Snaps here of the bag I used  last night and today (along with shoes, to illustrate!). If that makes me sound like a dirty stop out it's because I am indeed a dirty stop out: I was on hospital sleepover duty with my Charlie boy last night.

 

 

 
I also had my hairbrush in my bag, but I think I must have left it at the hospital, as it is missing. And my 'phone would normally be in my bag too, but I was using it to take the snaps! (I have no idea what kind of 'phone it is.....a Nokia something.)

 


Clockwise from top left........

  •  Lancôme perfume
  •  Cosmetic bag
  •  Sunglasses
  •  Purse (with a whole load of stuff in here like pens and band aids etc)
  •  Car & house keys
  •  Hydrocortisone cream for Charlie's eczema
  •  Batteries for Charlie's Tag Reader 
  •  Ipod
  •  Woolies nylon shopping bag. (SA now has a ban on all plastic shopping bags...I live in a BYOB state!
And now I think I am supposed to tag other lovely bloggers to expose themselves via their bags............

 
Kirsty at Coffee, Cake & Sunday
Leanne at Deep Fried Fruit
Katy at Mama Kat
Cherie at The Simple Diary of a Simplifying Mama
Taryn at This is Taryn