And The Award Goes To....

And The Award Goes To....

Being a wife and a mother can be a totally thankless calling:

Cooking, cleaning, scraping shit off the laminate flooring, ordering groceries, wiping urine from the toilet seat, folding pants, enduring soft play, spending your beer money on Matchbox cars and iPad apps, feasting on Fishfingers and Smiley Faces for every meal, hiding vegetables in the chocolate cake, going to bed at midnight and getting up at 5 am, having to wear clothes that are always soiled in chocolate, snot, dribble or a combo of the three.

It's hard.

And other than the occasional bunch of flowers (usually with twenty percent off as they're already half dead), or a trip to Pizza Express on a Wednesday '241' coupon day, my husband rarely makes a gesture of thanks.

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Resolution Queen Of 2015

Resolution Queen Of 2015

The New Year is here which leads most of us to start making resolutions. We want to be better people. We want to be thinner, healthier, drink less, eat lentils, be nice, be organised....blah blah. Same old, same old.

I googled 'What are the most popular resolutions for 2015' and the standard list was revealed. I ran my eyes down the list however, and realised in an instant that I had already NAILED most of the common New Year's resolutions. There wasn't a single resolution on the list that I hadn't achieved in the last week of 2014. It's only the first of January and I am already the QUEEN OF 2015.

Here's how I nailed the most common resolutions of 2015:

1. LOSE WEIGHT

 

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Time Out.

Time Out.

Something truly exciting happened this week, something that most ordinary people like myself fantasise about on a daily basis...not a lottery win, not a dinner date with Hugh Jackman but

A mini break.....without kids!!!!

Yes, finally all my Christmases came at once as my husband and I headed of to Cardiff for a full 36 hours of pure, uninterrupted freedom whilst our kids threw spaghetti all over their grandparents' house and subjected them to incessant alphabet recitals and midnight chats.

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And the award goes to...

And the award goes to...

Being a wife and a mother can be a totally thankless calling.

Cooking, cleaning, scraping shit off the laminate flooring, wiping snot and dribble from chins, ordering groceries, wiping urine from the toilet seat, folding pants,enduring soft play, spending your beer money on Matchbox cars and Ipad apps, feasting on Fishfingers and Smiley Faces,hiding vegetables in the chocolate cake, going to bed at midnight and getting up at 5am, having to wear clothes that are always soiled in chocolate, snot, dribble or a combo of the three.

It’s hard.

And other than the occasional bunch of flowers (usually with twenty percent off as they’re already half dead), or a trip to Pizza Express on a Wednesday coupon day, my man rarely makes a gesture of thanks.

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