Wednesday, 30 June 2010
Sunday, 27 June 2010
2) Do you knit or sew or do any other 'womanly' craft?
I have always been terrible at knitting and sewing, despite my poor mother's efforts. I don't think I have the fine motor skills for that attention to detail. The only vaguely crafty thing (and this is not necessarily just 'womanly'!) I do is a fair bit of cooking and baking, which is something I enjoy doing with the children.
4) Are you a meticulous planner?
5) Do you wear make up? If so how much, how often?
6) Is there something you learnt as a child that you wish you could pick up again? A language, a sport, a musical instrument?
7) Do you swear in front of children?
8) Do you have any habits that you regard as childish?
9) Jimmy Steward or Cary Grant?
10) Vampire Bill or Eric Northman?
Friday, 25 June 2010
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
This week's Gallery theme is Creatures. Welcome, then to the little creatures that are the bane of my life in the summer:
Saturday, 19 June 2010
A chav (pronounced /ˈtʃæv/ (CHAV)) is a stereotypical rough young person in the United Kingdom. The typical "chav"—known also as a charver in Yorkshire and North East England—is said to be an aggressive teenager, typically unemployed or of white working class background, who repeatedly engages in anti-social behaviour, such as street drinking, drug abuse and rowdiness, or other forms of juvenile delinquency.A chav (pronounced /ˈtʃæv/ (CHAV)) is a stereotypical rough young person
I will freely admit I'm a bit of a snob. I have a tendency to judge people. I think this is, however, part of human nature. At least I recognise my affliction, so I can work towards overcoming it.
Thursday, 17 June 2010
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
Monday, 14 June 2010
Saturday, 12 June 2010
Wednesday, 9 June 2010
Monday, 7 June 2010
Yes, I'm harping on about piercings again.
Friday, 4 June 2010
Thursday, 3 June 2010
The rules are: answer the 5 questions, and pass it on to 5 other bloggers. Dead simple.
Where were you five years ago?
On maternity leave with DD1. She would still have been in the horrible nightmare of her first 8 weeks. Those first weeks when I was so tired I didn't know what to do with myself. She had terrible reflux as a baby, and would throw up pretty much most of her milk around 15 minutes after having fed. This meant we were on a nightmare cycle of perma-feeding. She wouldn't sleep properly as she was always hungry of course, and never put on enough weight. It was my most miserable time, and my health visitor was convinced I had a form of post-natal depression, although I still think it was more to do with the tiredness, as it lifted when she got stronger and started sleeping better. Strange how the overwhelming memory seems to be that tiredness, although she has brought such joy.
Where would you like to be five years from now?
Dull, I know, but probably pretty much where I am now, with a few more crow's feet! - I think I'm in a pretty happy state. In a slightly tidier and more "finished" house maybe (so many little jobs, sigh).
What is on your to-do list today?
Cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning. It's been two weeks since I let my cleaner go, and I haven't got round to finding a new one yet. The ironic thing is that I didn't think she was up to my imagined standards, yet in reality I am probably one of the messiest people I know. Still, at least I'm not paying someone to not clean properly - perfectly capable of that myself!
What five snacks do you enjoy?
Savoury over sweet any day!:
1) crisps - any variety, any flavour
2) dips - preferably with (1) above, but not fussy - will also eat them with veg, breadsticks, fingers... houmous top preference
3) Cheese... with a nice crunchy cracker
4) Nuts - roasted & salted
5) OK, under duress, my only sweet thing - Haribo sweets, yum. Childhood flavours.
What would you do if you were a billionaire?
Wow, a BILLionaire... not just a common or garden millionaire? I don't think I could even begin to comprehend what that would feel like. You hear about millionaires losing everything, or lottery winners managing to spend their entire winnings, but unless you bet it all on a horse, I would imagine a billion or two would never really run out. So, I suppose all the usual boring stuff - houses, holidays, cars for family and close friends. I would probably give a lot of it to charity - you would have to do something good with it. I dunno...bathe in champagne everyday...?
On that flight of fancy, I'd like to pass this one on to some of the blogs I have discovered recently: