All our celebrations happen to be smushed together in one part of the year. September is EldestGirl’s birthday, October is mine. November is YoungestGirl’s birthday, December is Christmas. TheBloke (TM) has his birthday in January, February is Valentine’s Day, then our wedding anniversary and Mothers’ Day are both in March. This year, all-gifted-out, we actually … [Read more…]
This month’s Let’s Cook the Books is slightly sneaky, firstly because it’s featuring YoungestGirl, rather than EldestGirl, and secondly because we’re not actually cooking a recipe from The Gruffalo itself (roasted fox, anyone?). YoungestGirl received for her birthday, from my lovely friend Erica, a fantastic children’s cookery book based on The Gruffalo. (Believe it or … [Read more…]
It is a rare day that I am interested in any form of beautification. Clean and hair brushed is about as good as I get most days. However, I have noticed recently that my feet are a bit… yucky. Just general winter feet, nothing out of the ordinary. Just dry, hard skin. I expect a … [Read more…]
I had a birthday recently, and only to the very-generous could I still be considered to be in my mid-30s. This is fine. But, perhaps more conscious of time passing in my life, I did happen to notice that the Oil of Olay moisturiser that I can basically never be bothered to use, tells me … [Read more…]
For those of you who were worried about my hurty finger, I’m pleased to tell you it has greatly improved today. I do have a small paper cut, but I’m going to try not to go on about it. Yesterday I met my friend Mel for coffee in a local town. EldestGirl was at nursery, … [Read more…]
I’m the first to admit I’m a hypochondriac. Not a lives-at-the-doctor’s-surgery, eating-as-many-pills-as-I-can-find hypochondriac, but usually have something a bit wrong. I am a big fan of Googling symptoms, and feeling smug when I get myself a diagnosis without even having to trouble the GP. Usually just the diagnosis itself is enough to stop me dwelling on it, … [Read more…]