So, Christmas time is upon us once again. Was it not July just last week? Or is my life seeping away before my very eyes without me knowing anything about it? Time to change! Yes people, it's not only Christmas, it's resolution time. How many did you make last year? And more to the point, how many did you keep?
I made none last year. I never stick to them, so why bother was my attitude. This year has completely changed my attitude. Sooooo....I've decided to make some resolutions and not only try and keep 'em but, post 'em on here so I can have you lot on my back about them too. So, here goes.
1. Learn to say no.
2. Gain some confidence.
3. Make time in my life for the people that really matter.
4. Meet a man. (I'm human! I don't want to be on my own forever and I'm no spring chicken.)
5. Concentrate on building a business. Maybe go to University.
That's about it this year.
Gulp. It's gonna be one scary year!
Laters. x
ps. While writing this, a certain friend of mine posted a picture of an arachnid on the book of face. My 'puter was nearly out the window. Thanks for that Carolyne!!
Saturday, 8 December 2012
Wednesday, 5 December 2012
Building Blocks of Life.
Hello, hello, hello.
I know I've been away for awhile, but my regulars will know that I've had a lot to process over the last few weeks. A lot to come to terms with. And I believe I have come to terms with most of it.
#1 daughter is happily settled into her new home with her partner and is quite the little domestic goddess.
#2 daughter is like the proverbial duck to water with motherhood.
And I'm slowly coming to terms with my mother's condition.
Life is a funny old thing. In one way or another we deal with every blow that's dealt to us. And sometimes, nae, most-times, it makes us strong enough to deal with the next thing life throws in our direction.
These challenges seem to be the building blocks for adulthood. But are they really?
Like a kid that's built the wrong building with Lego, he knocks it down and rebuilds. Wouldn't it be great to be able do that with life.
It's cliché to say I don't regret anything in my life. So yes, I put my hands up and say yes! I regret a lot of decisions in my life. But if I never made those decisions how different would my life be? Is it a case of 'better the devil you know?' No-one is capable of answering that question so we all carry on and make our decisions, whether they be right or wrong. We are all born to die. It's the decisions we make during our time here that decide how happy we are. Or are the decisions we make already mapped out for us?
You decide.
Laters x
I know I've been away for awhile, but my regulars will know that I've had a lot to process over the last few weeks. A lot to come to terms with. And I believe I have come to terms with most of it.
#1 daughter is happily settled into her new home with her partner and is quite the little domestic goddess.
#2 daughter is like the proverbial duck to water with motherhood.
And I'm slowly coming to terms with my mother's condition.
Life is a funny old thing. In one way or another we deal with every blow that's dealt to us. And sometimes, nae, most-times, it makes us strong enough to deal with the next thing life throws in our direction.
These challenges seem to be the building blocks for adulthood. But are they really?
Like a kid that's built the wrong building with Lego, he knocks it down and rebuilds. Wouldn't it be great to be able do that with life.
It's cliché to say I don't regret anything in my life. So yes, I put my hands up and say yes! I regret a lot of decisions in my life. But if I never made those decisions how different would my life be? Is it a case of 'better the devil you know?' No-one is capable of answering that question so we all carry on and make our decisions, whether they be right or wrong. We are all born to die. It's the decisions we make during our time here that decide how happy we are. Or are the decisions we make already mapped out for us?
You decide.
Laters x
Wednesday, 14 November 2012
Why?
My mum has cancer.
That was a difficult sentence to write.
My mum has never smoked a cigarette in her life. But she has cancer.
My mum is fitter than me yet she has cancer.
My mum came into contact with asbestos 40/50 years ago. This is why she has cancer.
Why is this fair?
Why?
Why?
That was a difficult sentence to write.
My mum has never smoked a cigarette in her life. But she has cancer.
My mum is fitter than me yet she has cancer.
My mum came into contact with asbestos 40/50 years ago. This is why she has cancer.
Why is this fair?
Why?
Why?
Sunday, 14 October 2012
Stalker Update.
Yes. I met my stalker. And her husband. And what a pair!
They are one of the nicest couples I've ever had the pleasure to know and I hope to keep in touch with my new found friends for years to come.
They are planning on coming to Scotland every other year but that's not enough for me.
I believe I'm gonna have to go visit Wales next time I'm in Weymouth. I think Weymouth is closer to Wales than Scotland but don't quote me on that as my geography is ridiculous. Either way, Look out Wales!
Laters. x
They are one of the nicest couples I've ever had the pleasure to know and I hope to keep in touch with my new found friends for years to come.
They are planning on coming to Scotland every other year but that's not enough for me.
I believe I'm gonna have to go visit Wales next time I'm in Weymouth. I think Weymouth is closer to Wales than Scotland but don't quote me on that as my geography is ridiculous. Either way, Look out Wales!
Laters. x
Saturday, 13 October 2012
100 Facts About Me.
Okay. For all you stalkers out there, I'm going to compile a list all about me. It's said that talking about yourself is the easiest thing in the world. So, lets put that theory to the test.
1. My full name is Jacqueline Parfery. I'm the only one in Britain with that name. Which makes it super easy to find me online. Not so good for me and good for any future bosses.
2. I'm 5'3" tall and slightly overweight thanks to an under active thyroid that is currently being treated.
3. I have 2 tattoo's and want another one.
4. I have 3 children and 1 grandchild. 1 son, 2 daughters and 1 grandson. And I love them all dearly.
5. I have been married once although not to the father of my 3 children.
6. Although I don't see myself as a victim, I have experienced domestic abuse.
7. I have a diploma in Hospitality Management.
8. I am, and have been since I was 4 years old, asthmatic.
9. I am a smoker.
10. My favourite tipple is Jack Daniels. Although I have been known to work my way through the gantry.
11. My motto is - I work hard ergo I play hard.
12. My biological father died the day before I was born so unfortunately, I never got to meet him.
13. I am severely dyslexic.
14. I have an IQ of 128. Which apparently is in the top 5% of the population.
15. My favourite movie of all time is 12 Angry Men. It's compelling and very well acted out.
16. My favourite Disney movie is The Emperors New Groove.
17. My favourite cartoon character is Road Runner.
18. I am arachnophobic. To the point where I can't even look at a picture of one.
19. I have very few close friends although I have many acquaintances. I like it this way.
20. I am a very difficult person to get to know. but if you stick around long enough to break down that wall and get to know me, it's worth it.
21. I am a very insecure person, even though I come across as very confident. I'm a good actor. ;)
22. Because of my dyslexia, I've had to work at the English language twice as hard as the next person. So I have the right to be the grammar 'nazi' that I am.
22. I live alone and like it that way.
23. I would be so utterly and completely lost without my internet and my mobile phone.
24. I am left handed.
25. My favourite actress of all time is Meryl Streep. She can turn her hand to anything!
26. My favourite actor of all time is Jack Nicholson. Again, a very varied career.
27. I am not an alcoholic as some people would believe. I am a drunk. Alcoholics go to meetings. I go to parties. That's the difference. Thanks for that one Carolyne!
28. I have a very dark sense of humour.
29. I love Mario and Donkey Kong and plan on decorating my hall to show this.
30. I love my iPhone and will probably never try another type of phone.
31. I currently work in a cafe. It's not me living the dream but it helps pay the bills.
32. I love cheese in any shape or form.
33. I am a very fussy eater. Please don't ever invitee me to dinner as I'd hate to offend.
34. My surname is French. Originating from Saint Laurent Valley.
35. I do not speak French.
36. I have 2 brothers. One older, one younger.
37. I have 1 niece.
38. I like songs for the lyrics more than the music.
39. My favourite band when I was younger was Adam And The Ants.
40. The first record I bought was Dog Eat Dog by Adam And The Ants.
41. I enjoy most music. From classic Amadeus Mozart to ZZTop.
42. I very rarely watch television but I like to get my teeth into a good documentary.
43. I love Barcelona and would go back there in a heartbeat.
44. I once won a competition to visit Disneyland Paris the year it opened.
45. I hate gardening. Too many bugs for my liking.
46. I have worked with food my whole adult life.
47. I don't enjoy eating. I feel it's an inconvenience. I'd rather take my nutrients in tablet form if it was possible. Which is quite ironic considering my profession.
48. I am 47 years old.
49. I was born in Glasgow Royal maternity hospital. Which had the rather gruesome and unfortunate nickname of 'Rottenrow'.
50. My dream was always to travel 'Route 66' on a Harley.
51. I have written a 'bucket list' Though I have since mislaid it.
52. I have a stalker whom has grown very dear to me.
53. My first kiss was on holiday at a 'Butlins' holiday park. His name was Keith.
54. I detest procrastinators.
55. I make most of my decisions on the spur of the moment and very rarely regret them.
56. I love bread. All kinds. Although my body seems to think otherwise.
57. I get on better with the male of the species. Females are too bitchy for my liking.
58. I was and always will be a tomboy. I do not like anything girly.
59. I despise liars. And I never tell lies.
60. I have never played the lottery.
61. I have a passion for South American Indians and believe I am reincarnated from them.
62. I believe in reincarnation. (what?? Do you know 100 facts about yourself?)
63. I loved Britannia High and own the DVD an CD.
64. My one best friend (and her family) means the world to me and I'd take a bullet for any of them.
65. My funeral song will be Vielleicht Das Nächste Mal - Rainbow.
66. My favourite colour is purple.
67. I only drink fizzy juice when there's alcohol in it. Unless it's Irn Bru. Which I only drink when hungover.
68. My non alcoholic drink of choice is a 'Muddy Puddle'.
69. I love milk and have been known to drink 6 pints in one day.
70. I have an estranged relationship with my son. Which is a shame.
71. I love anything supernatural related.
72. I'm hopeless with names and faces.
73. I have a terrible memory.
74. I have absolutely no sense of direction.
75. I do not believe in religion but have respect for those who do. Just don't push it in my face.
76. I hit menopause at aged 39.
77. I find something very sexy about Asian people.
78. The first thing I notice about a man is his hands.
79. My favourite perfume is Jean Paul Gaultier.
80. I can look at any word and tell you if it's spelled correctly.
81. I am hopeless with numbers. They confuse me.
82. I hate spicy food but can eat chilli if it comes with loads of soured cream to take the spice from it.
83. I am a 'Trekky' and hate anything Star Wars.
84. I love all science fiction.
85. I only ever drink from a straw.
86. I never take ice in any drink.
87. I prefer savoury over sweet.
88. I love tapas.
89. I don't believe in love at first sight.
90. I'm very reserved. Until I get a drink. Then I love the world and his wife.
91. I don't like ice cream.
92. I like the simple things in life.
93. I'm a very flirtatious drunk.
94. I'm not afraid to die.
95. I have never broken a bone in my body.
96. I do not drive. I have learned but never quite got to the test.
97. I can go 3 days without eating and have done regularly.
98. Christmas is my favourite time of year.
99. I've yet to 'live the dream'
100. I am a qualified chef.
There! Done. I never thought it possible but seemingly, if you really use the old grey matter, it can be done. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I had compiling it.
Laters. x
1. My full name is Jacqueline Parfery. I'm the only one in Britain with that name. Which makes it super easy to find me online. Not so good for me and good for any future bosses.
2. I'm 5'3" tall and slightly overweight thanks to an under active thyroid that is currently being treated.
3. I have 2 tattoo's and want another one.
4. I have 3 children and 1 grandchild. 1 son, 2 daughters and 1 grandson. And I love them all dearly.
5. I have been married once although not to the father of my 3 children.
6. Although I don't see myself as a victim, I have experienced domestic abuse.
7. I have a diploma in Hospitality Management.
8. I am, and have been since I was 4 years old, asthmatic.
9. I am a smoker.
10. My favourite tipple is Jack Daniels. Although I have been known to work my way through the gantry.
11. My motto is - I work hard ergo I play hard.
12. My biological father died the day before I was born so unfortunately, I never got to meet him.
13. I am severely dyslexic.
14. I have an IQ of 128. Which apparently is in the top 5% of the population.
15. My favourite movie of all time is 12 Angry Men. It's compelling and very well acted out.
16. My favourite Disney movie is The Emperors New Groove.
17. My favourite cartoon character is Road Runner.
18. I am arachnophobic. To the point where I can't even look at a picture of one.
19. I have very few close friends although I have many acquaintances. I like it this way.
20. I am a very difficult person to get to know. but if you stick around long enough to break down that wall and get to know me, it's worth it.
21. I am a very insecure person, even though I come across as very confident. I'm a good actor. ;)
22. Because of my dyslexia, I've had to work at the English language twice as hard as the next person. So I have the right to be the grammar 'nazi' that I am.
22. I live alone and like it that way.
23. I would be so utterly and completely lost without my internet and my mobile phone.
24. I am left handed.
25. My favourite actress of all time is Meryl Streep. She can turn her hand to anything!
26. My favourite actor of all time is Jack Nicholson. Again, a very varied career.
27. I am not an alcoholic as some people would believe. I am a drunk. Alcoholics go to meetings. I go to parties. That's the difference. Thanks for that one Carolyne!
28. I have a very dark sense of humour.
29. I love Mario and Donkey Kong and plan on decorating my hall to show this.
30. I love my iPhone and will probably never try another type of phone.
31. I currently work in a cafe. It's not me living the dream but it helps pay the bills.
32. I love cheese in any shape or form.
33. I am a very fussy eater. Please don't ever invitee me to dinner as I'd hate to offend.
34. My surname is French. Originating from Saint Laurent Valley.
35. I do not speak French.
36. I have 2 brothers. One older, one younger.
37. I have 1 niece.
38. I like songs for the lyrics more than the music.
39. My favourite band when I was younger was Adam And The Ants.
40. The first record I bought was Dog Eat Dog by Adam And The Ants.
41. I enjoy most music. From classic Amadeus Mozart to ZZTop.
42. I very rarely watch television but I like to get my teeth into a good documentary.
43. I love Barcelona and would go back there in a heartbeat.
44. I once won a competition to visit Disneyland Paris the year it opened.
45. I hate gardening. Too many bugs for my liking.
46. I have worked with food my whole adult life.
47. I don't enjoy eating. I feel it's an inconvenience. I'd rather take my nutrients in tablet form if it was possible. Which is quite ironic considering my profession.
48. I am 47 years old.
49. I was born in Glasgow Royal maternity hospital. Which had the rather gruesome and unfortunate nickname of 'Rottenrow'.
50. My dream was always to travel 'Route 66' on a Harley.
51. I have written a 'bucket list' Though I have since mislaid it.
52. I have a stalker whom has grown very dear to me.
53. My first kiss was on holiday at a 'Butlins' holiday park. His name was Keith.
54. I detest procrastinators.
55. I make most of my decisions on the spur of the moment and very rarely regret them.
56. I love bread. All kinds. Although my body seems to think otherwise.
57. I get on better with the male of the species. Females are too bitchy for my liking.
58. I was and always will be a tomboy. I do not like anything girly.
59. I despise liars. And I never tell lies.
60. I have never played the lottery.
61. I have a passion for South American Indians and believe I am reincarnated from them.
62. I believe in reincarnation. (what?? Do you know 100 facts about yourself?)
63. I loved Britannia High and own the DVD an CD.
64. My one best friend (and her family) means the world to me and I'd take a bullet for any of them.
65. My funeral song will be Vielleicht Das Nächste Mal - Rainbow.
66. My favourite colour is purple.
67. I only drink fizzy juice when there's alcohol in it. Unless it's Irn Bru. Which I only drink when hungover.
68. My non alcoholic drink of choice is a 'Muddy Puddle'.
69. I love milk and have been known to drink 6 pints in one day.
70. I have an estranged relationship with my son. Which is a shame.
71. I love anything supernatural related.
72. I'm hopeless with names and faces.
73. I have a terrible memory.
74. I have absolutely no sense of direction.
75. I do not believe in religion but have respect for those who do. Just don't push it in my face.
76. I hit menopause at aged 39.
77. I find something very sexy about Asian people.
78. The first thing I notice about a man is his hands.
79. My favourite perfume is Jean Paul Gaultier.
80. I can look at any word and tell you if it's spelled correctly.
81. I am hopeless with numbers. They confuse me.
82. I hate spicy food but can eat chilli if it comes with loads of soured cream to take the spice from it.
83. I am a 'Trekky' and hate anything Star Wars.
84. I love all science fiction.
85. I only ever drink from a straw.
86. I never take ice in any drink.
87. I prefer savoury over sweet.
88. I love tapas.
89. I don't believe in love at first sight.
90. I'm very reserved. Until I get a drink. Then I love the world and his wife.
91. I don't like ice cream.
92. I like the simple things in life.
93. I'm a very flirtatious drunk.
94. I'm not afraid to die.
95. I have never broken a bone in my body.
96. I do not drive. I have learned but never quite got to the test.
97. I can go 3 days without eating and have done regularly.
98. Christmas is my favourite time of year.
99. I've yet to 'live the dream'
100. I am a qualified chef.
There! Done. I never thought it possible but seemingly, if you really use the old grey matter, it can be done. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I had compiling it.
Laters. x
Wednesday, 26 September 2012
Empty Nest Syndrome
So, my final chick is flying the nest. How do I feel? Gutted, devastated...old? I have no idea how I feel to be honest. I feel numb. Maybe. Life is cruel. I know evolution has to progress but my babies are mine Mother Nature! And I need to keep them! I know I should be ecstatic. And I am! Really, I am. As an emotional person, this seems to be a bigger issue to me than to #1 daughter. She has bought a 3 bedroom house with her partner. And is getting on in life as I did when my mother didn't like it. I know! Fantastic! You can talk to me 'till I'm blue in the face. But the difference is, she's my baby! I'm so happy for them both and I really do wish them all the luck in the world. But. She's my daughter and I brought her up to be the person she is. So why is someone else taking over my role? I like to think it's because of the way I brought her up. She's a credit to me. (and he's not getting her!) In all honesty......#1 daughter & #1 son in law.....I wish you all the luck in the world!! And if I could do it all again, I wouldn't change a thing.
Laters x
Laters x
Friday, 21 September 2012
Stalkers!
So, I'm finally going to meet my stalker. Wooo!
Strange reaction you may think? Well,no.Not really. If you know the story.
a long time ago, way out in the woods.....I jest!
A long time ago, I was a very lonely person. So, I joined this chat room.
I know chat rooms have a name for themselves, sheesh, I banned my then, teen daughter from entering them! But I was a hypocrite. Or maybe just curious as to what they were about. So I joined one. Maybe it was sheer luck or maybe by some chance, I knew what I was doing. (I'd go with the luck thing). Anyway, the room I joined were so friendly. I 'met' and kept in touch with one or two people. One person was the trans gender, pre op Jess. Whom I met in real life. She was an amazing woman and such an inspiration. The other was 'Tink' From Wales. Mine and Tink's friendship developed and we realised we had lots in common. So we became Facebook friends. Not the type to mail each other every day, but, she was there. Just like I was there. So much so that when I started this blog, she was my only follower...hence the stalker tag. I'm finally going to meet my stalker on Wednesday...and I can't wait!
I'd keep you posted....but you'll be there!
Laters. x
Strange reaction you may think? Well,no.Not really. If you know the story.
a long time ago, way out in the woods.....I jest!
A long time ago, I was a very lonely person. So, I joined this chat room.
I know chat rooms have a name for themselves, sheesh, I banned my then, teen daughter from entering them! But I was a hypocrite. Or maybe just curious as to what they were about. So I joined one. Maybe it was sheer luck or maybe by some chance, I knew what I was doing. (I'd go with the luck thing). Anyway, the room I joined were so friendly. I 'met' and kept in touch with one or two people. One person was the trans gender, pre op Jess. Whom I met in real life. She was an amazing woman and such an inspiration. The other was 'Tink' From Wales. Mine and Tink's friendship developed and we realised we had lots in common. So we became Facebook friends. Not the type to mail each other every day, but, she was there. Just like I was there. So much so that when I started this blog, she was my only follower...hence the stalker tag. I'm finally going to meet my stalker on Wednesday...and I can't wait!
I'd keep you posted....but you'll be there!
Laters. x
Wednesday, 19 September 2012
Babies, babies, babies!
Time for a quick update methinks. Well, daughter #2 had her baby. We all thought she was going to be in the Guinness Book of Records for being pregnant for 5 years but no! After 45 hours of labour and a caesarian section, she finally gave birth. And I was there throughout. What an experience I must say!
Daughter #2 has been in and out of hospital/intensive care more times than I can shake a stick in a lifetime, so I'm quite used to her being in pain. Not that I like it! As any parent with an ill child will tell you, it's soul destroying to watch any child, but particularly your child, in any pain. So by the time she was having contractions, I was emotionally ready to help her through it all. And I did. Until she was rushed to theatre. I tagged along as the birthing partner, to reassure her that everything was fine. I was coping well behind the screen, sitting at her head until I caught sight of the cot. I saw my grandson being resuscitated but as daughter #2 was well behind the screen and zonked out on morphine, she had no clue as to what I was witnessing. Anyway, I was watching with baited breath while trying to keep an expressionless face for my daughter. It was one of the most difficult things I've ever done in my life. And I wish never to repeat it.
Mother and baby are both well and under my wing now. How proud am I?
Laters. x
Daughter #2 has been in and out of hospital/intensive care more times than I can shake a stick in a lifetime, so I'm quite used to her being in pain. Not that I like it! As any parent with an ill child will tell you, it's soul destroying to watch any child, but particularly your child, in any pain. So by the time she was having contractions, I was emotionally ready to help her through it all. And I did. Until she was rushed to theatre. I tagged along as the birthing partner, to reassure her that everything was fine. I was coping well behind the screen, sitting at her head until I caught sight of the cot. I saw my grandson being resuscitated but as daughter #2 was well behind the screen and zonked out on morphine, she had no clue as to what I was witnessing. Anyway, I was watching with baited breath while trying to keep an expressionless face for my daughter. It was one of the most difficult things I've ever done in my life. And I wish never to repeat it.
Mother and baby are both well and under my wing now. How proud am I?
Laters. x
Saturday, 8 September 2012
Grandmother in Training
Well!. For you people not in the know, I am now a grandmother. I know, I know, I'm way too young Aww shucks, you're too kind etc. But yes, I am a grandmother. My baby...daughter #2 had a baby boy. Yes, I know, she couldn't have an adult boy, all you smart asses! As a granny, I am in my element. I can spoil this child (even more than my own) and not have to deal with the consequences. Does the word 'Karma' not mean 'Grandparent' somewhere in the world? If not, it does in my own wee world. Through all the problems that my daughter has to face, bringing up her son will be the hardest of them all. I take my proverbial hat off to her because it's the toughest job in the world with delayed thanks. The thanks rests in the grandparents heart and only they know it's there.
Laters xx
Laters xx
Saturday, 4 August 2012
Vote now!
On a downer tonight. Don't really know why. Could be several things, so let's go through them and see!....
1. Daughter #2 had a false labour last night. Boo. We all want a new baby right?!
2. Daughter #1 really did buy her own house and IS moving out! (Woohoo, no cats)
3. I'll be on my own for the first time in 25 years. Meep!
4. I haven't spoken to my mother in 3 months. But to be fair, she hasn't spoken to me either!
5. My job sucks.
6. I'm on a general downer.
7. All of the above.
Get voting now!
Laters x
1. Daughter #2 had a false labour last night. Boo. We all want a new baby right?!
2. Daughter #1 really did buy her own house and IS moving out! (Woohoo, no cats)
3. I'll be on my own for the first time in 25 years. Meep!
4. I haven't spoken to my mother in 3 months. But to be fair, she hasn't spoken to me either!
5. My job sucks.
6. I'm on a general downer.
7. All of the above.
Get voting now!
Laters x
Sunday, 29 July 2012
True Friends
So, tonight I threw a baby shower for my baby. (baby shower? We're getting so American[ised]) My regular readers will know that I will be a Grandmother in 5 weeks. Hence the shower.
Eight people told me they would be attending for definite. Those 8 people didn't turn up .
So, it was a quiet shower but entertaining, regardless. The people that came made the whole night and just as I was getting my faith back in humanity again...it was shot down in fabulous flames!
For those people that did make it, You are true friends. For the rest of you....sayonara!
Laters x
Eight people told me they would be attending for definite. Those 8 people didn't turn up .
So, it was a quiet shower but entertaining, regardless. The people that came made the whole night and just as I was getting my faith back in humanity again...it was shot down in fabulous flames!
For those people that did make it, You are true friends. For the rest of you....sayonara!
Laters x
Thursday, 26 July 2012
Getting Old
So. It is my birthday today and the last of my chicklets has gone and grown up and got herself a mortgage. When did she grow up? And more to the point, who gave her permission??
Okay, okay, I feel old. Fine! I'm getting old. When daughter #2 left the nest, I was devastated. I mean overwrought, lost appetite, pull the duvet over the head and never speak to anyone again type devastated. And I was never as close to her as I am to #1 daughter. #1 Daughter and I share everything. And yes, I do mean everything. How can I possibly let someone else take over? I nurtured her. I've seen her bits! (albeit she was months old) But I still know her more than anyone!
Life is cruel that way. We go through all the pain of having kids and raising them just to have someone snatch them away.
In all seriousness, I wish her and her partner (#1 soninlaw?) all the best for their future as they seem to have their heads screwed on the right way. And it also proves I done something right.
Kids eh?! Who'd have 'em?!?!
Laters x
Okay, okay, I feel old. Fine! I'm getting old. When daughter #2 left the nest, I was devastated. I mean overwrought, lost appetite, pull the duvet over the head and never speak to anyone again type devastated. And I was never as close to her as I am to #1 daughter. #1 Daughter and I share everything. And yes, I do mean everything. How can I possibly let someone else take over? I nurtured her. I've seen her bits! (albeit she was months old) But I still know her more than anyone!
Life is cruel that way. We go through all the pain of having kids and raising them just to have someone snatch them away.
In all seriousness, I wish her and her partner (#1 soninlaw?) all the best for their future as they seem to have their heads screwed on the right way. And it also proves I done something right.
Kids eh?! Who'd have 'em?!?!
Laters x
Sunday, 15 July 2012
Kids.
Quick update tonight.
#2 daughter was offered a flat about 15 miles from me. Myself and daughter#1 tried to talk her out of taking it. But, being the rebel she is, daughter #2 accepted it. So, she's now 15 miles or so, away from me. The thing is, she called today to say she was breathless, (she's acute asthmatic) and there was nothing I could do. Well, I could've paid £20 for a taxi to get her to me but I refused. Why should I? I tried to tell her it was a bad move and she didn't listen. Am I a bad parent for doing so? Or should I stand my ground and let her lie in the bed she made? Why didn't I give birth to THAT handbook? My kids will be the death of me. But I guess they give me something other than work to worry about!
On a lighter note, I'm off to a 30th birthday party next Saturday. Will I meet the man of my dreams? Will he want a toothless me? Watch this space.
Laters. xx
#2 daughter was offered a flat about 15 miles from me. Myself and daughter#1 tried to talk her out of taking it. But, being the rebel she is, daughter #2 accepted it. So, she's now 15 miles or so, away from me. The thing is, she called today to say she was breathless, (she's acute asthmatic) and there was nothing I could do. Well, I could've paid £20 for a taxi to get her to me but I refused. Why should I? I tried to tell her it was a bad move and she didn't listen. Am I a bad parent for doing so? Or should I stand my ground and let her lie in the bed she made? Why didn't I give birth to THAT handbook? My kids will be the death of me. But I guess they give me something other than work to worry about!
On a lighter note, I'm off to a 30th birthday party next Saturday. Will I meet the man of my dreams? Will he want a toothless me? Watch this space.
Laters. xx
Saturday, 14 July 2012
Empty Nest Syndrome
Well, post hospital, here I stand. Back at work, somewhat toothless and dentist(less) as I still have an infected gum. Back to the doc. I go.
Enough about my oral problems for the moment though. I have bigger issues! Life seems to be interfering with my cosy existence. #1 daughter has just gotten herself a mortgage! When did she grow up????
I was not aware of this but apparently, she alerted me to the fact that she's not my little girl anymore! Have I immersed myself in my work that much?!
Well, no. I just blindly refuse to believe, like any mother, that my daughter doesn't need me anymore. #1 daughter explicitly retorted that she didn't get a life because she doesn't need me anymore but in fact, she has actually grown up and will always need me no matter what.
I believe it's called 'empty nest syndrome'. Phew! it has a name! And here was me thinking I was the only one to go through it!
Anyway, apparently, it's 'normal' and I should be happy that I raised such a well adjusted child.
Yes! I'm happy! My child is so well adjusted! I'm so happy! That happy that I believe I should keep her! I done all the hard work, why should someone else reap the benefits?!
Seriously, (she's mine!) I wish her and her partner all the love in the world. (and trust me, they don't need anymore love) to build a life for themselves.
and on that note, I bid you goodnight.
Laters. xx
Enough about my oral problems for the moment though. I have bigger issues! Life seems to be interfering with my cosy existence. #1 daughter has just gotten herself a mortgage! When did she grow up????
I was not aware of this but apparently, she alerted me to the fact that she's not my little girl anymore! Have I immersed myself in my work that much?!
Well, no. I just blindly refuse to believe, like any mother, that my daughter doesn't need me anymore. #1 daughter explicitly retorted that she didn't get a life because she doesn't need me anymore but in fact, she has actually grown up and will always need me no matter what.
I believe it's called 'empty nest syndrome'. Phew! it has a name! And here was me thinking I was the only one to go through it!
Anyway, apparently, it's 'normal' and I should be happy that I raised such a well adjusted child.
Yes! I'm happy! My child is so well adjusted! I'm so happy! That happy that I believe I should keep her! I done all the hard work, why should someone else reap the benefits?!
Seriously, (she's mine!) I wish her and her partner all the love in the world. (and trust me, they don't need anymore love) to build a life for themselves.
and on that note, I bid you goodnight.
Laters. xx
Thursday, 5 July 2012
The Good Ole NHS
So, here we are again. Lots going on! My grandSON, yes, grandson is due next month. Well, in approximately 8 weeks. Excited much?!
Well, yeah! You should know by now that I'm a control freak!
Anyway...in other news, I have been in hospital. Yes. I have experienced the NHS first hand. I am prone to dental abscesses. This time was no exception. Until my daughter walked into the room and exclaimed..'Mum! Why are you melting? We need to get you to an hospital!' I dutifully obliged and trotted off to the nearest A&E expecting a tub of antibiotics and a 'see ya later' type thing. Therein, my troubles began. Apparently, the poison from said abscess had started leaking into my bloodstream and if I hadn't gone to see about it when daughter #1 asked me to, I would not be typing this now. I had no idea how bad it was. Of course, all this info was kept from me until my recovery. In which I applaud everyone involved! I'm a bit battered and bruised but alive at the end of the day! And I scored a week off work. It was totally worth it for that alone!
Year 1 gone in the new pad! Can you believe I've been here a year?! Better start thinking about getting some carpets down!
Laters x
Well, yeah! You should know by now that I'm a control freak!
Anyway...in other news, I have been in hospital. Yes. I have experienced the NHS first hand. I am prone to dental abscesses. This time was no exception. Until my daughter walked into the room and exclaimed..'Mum! Why are you melting? We need to get you to an hospital!' I dutifully obliged and trotted off to the nearest A&E expecting a tub of antibiotics and a 'see ya later' type thing. Therein, my troubles began. Apparently, the poison from said abscess had started leaking into my bloodstream and if I hadn't gone to see about it when daughter #1 asked me to, I would not be typing this now. I had no idea how bad it was. Of course, all this info was kept from me until my recovery. In which I applaud everyone involved! I'm a bit battered and bruised but alive at the end of the day! And I scored a week off work. It was totally worth it for that alone!
Year 1 gone in the new pad! Can you believe I've been here a year?! Better start thinking about getting some carpets down!
Laters x
Wednesday, 9 May 2012
Le book
Two posts in one night? Wow! I might return to my book. Has my writers block dissipated?
Or is it my own frame of mind? Maybe my energy should go to my book? Maybe my book is no more. Who knows and who really cares?! I'll be a published author by the time I'm 89. I promise. ;D
Or is it my own frame of mind? Maybe my energy should go to my book? Maybe my book is no more. Who knows and who really cares?! I'll be a published author by the time I'm 89. I promise. ;D
Relationships
Hello, hello, hello!
So yeah, Grandmother now in three months. Go me! Very apprehensive now I've had time to think. (NEVER allow anyone to THINK) I don't think she will cope. She probably is more than capable of coping but she's my baby and she can't. Okay?! Who has the issues here? Really? She can't wait to be a mother. (She's wanted to be a mother since she was five year old. No joke!) I can't let the apron strings go. My baby is having a baby and I think/believe/want it to be mine because I believe she's a baby herself and can't possibly be giving birth to another human, whom I have no control over?! I seem to be a control freak. I guess if you ask any of my family, they'll tell you that.
I am MedussaMum and I am a control freak. Phew! There, I said it. Is that why I don't have a partner? Am I too strong for all those alpha males out there? Do I frighten them away?
How do people of a certain age meet? Or do women of that certain age resign themselves to being alone for ever? My first love turned out to be a rotten tomato. Has that made me bitter or just cynical? #1 daughter calls me 'fussy' when it comes to men. Am I fussy? Or just burned?
Laters x
So yeah, Grandmother now in three months. Go me! Very apprehensive now I've had time to think. (NEVER allow anyone to THINK) I don't think she will cope. She probably is more than capable of coping but she's my baby and she can't. Okay?! Who has the issues here? Really? She can't wait to be a mother. (She's wanted to be a mother since she was five year old. No joke!) I can't let the apron strings go. My baby is having a baby and I think/believe/want it to be mine because I believe she's a baby herself and can't possibly be giving birth to another human, whom I have no control over?! I seem to be a control freak. I guess if you ask any of my family, they'll tell you that.
I am MedussaMum and I am a control freak. Phew! There, I said it. Is that why I don't have a partner? Am I too strong for all those alpha males out there? Do I frighten them away?
How do people of a certain age meet? Or do women of that certain age resign themselves to being alone for ever? My first love turned out to be a rotten tomato. Has that made me bitter or just cynical? #1 daughter calls me 'fussy' when it comes to men. Am I fussy? Or just burned?
Laters x
Thursday, 26 April 2012
Where did I go?
Heyy! I know I'm not visiting as much as I should. That is about to change.....maybe....
I'm trying to find myself. I don't really know where I went in the last few years but now I'm approaching my Hawaiian Birthday and My baby is having a baby. Surprise! I'm not 18 anymore and need to act accordingly. Professionally I mean. Not mentally. Mentally I'll always be 21 as every adult is. Tough times ahead. what with the new grandchild and the job, But life is short. Trust me, life is very short, I need to sort my short life out before it ends. George Bernard Shaw got it right when he said 'Youth is Wasted on The Young' Don't we all wish we had hindsight?
Laters xx
I'm trying to find myself. I don't really know where I went in the last few years but now I'm approaching my Hawaiian Birthday and My baby is having a baby. Surprise! I'm not 18 anymore and need to act accordingly. Professionally I mean. Not mentally. Mentally I'll always be 21 as every adult is. Tough times ahead. what with the new grandchild and the job, But life is short. Trust me, life is very short, I need to sort my short life out before it ends. George Bernard Shaw got it right when he said 'Youth is Wasted on The Young' Don't we all wish we had hindsight?
Laters xx
Monday, 27 February 2012
So...Let's talk Facebook and all things relating to the book of face.
Stats:
More than 50% of our active users log on to Facebook in any given day.
Average user has 130 friends.
Average user is connected to 80 community pages, groups and events.
On average, more than 250 million photos are uploaded per day.
Approximately 80% of users are outside of the United States.
More than 350 million active users currently access Facebook through their mobile devices.
(Stats courtesy of https://www.facebook.com/press/info.php?statistics)
Makes for interesting reading I think. The world is a big place. So many opportunities await so many of us, if we care to look. Go explore the world while you are young 'cause you are a long time dead! Add that person you think you remember but can't quite place, Go search for that person you remember. You never know, you could strike up an amazing friendship! What have you got to lose?
Laters. x
Stats:
- More than 800 million active users.
More than 50% of our active users log on to Facebook in any given day.
Average user has 130 friends.
Average user is connected to 80 community pages, groups and events.
On average, more than 250 million photos are uploaded per day.
Approximately 80% of users are outside of the United States.
More than 350 million active users currently access Facebook through their mobile devices.
(Stats courtesy of https://www.facebook.com/press/info.php?statistics)
Makes for interesting reading I think. The world is a big place. So many opportunities await so many of us, if we care to look. Go explore the world while you are young 'cause you are a long time dead! Add that person you think you remember but can't quite place, Go search for that person you remember. You never know, you could strike up an amazing friendship! What have you got to lose?
Laters. x
Life, the universe and me.
Life is coming along nicely. I have a job, my own place, brilliant kids and nearly a grandmother. What more could one ask for?! Life is swimming along nicely for me.
My kids are swimming behind me like proverbial tadpoles too. My oldest has just bought his own pad, mortgage and everything! My baby is expecting her own baby and the middle child, in her words, "is still at home and working a dead end job".
Said middle child is working a job the opposite of her field. Although I know she secretly loves it, it's still not what she has been trained for so I understand her frustration. But she's a mature young adult and I trust her to choose the right home for me when I need it.
My eldest has always had his head screwed on the right way and am proud to call him my son. As for my baby,(she's made a lot of mistakes, haven't we all?) I'm her birthing partner which is, in my eyes, the biggest compliment any child can give his/her mother.
Considering I lost my handbook (you know the one that pops out with the child?) when all my kids were born, I believe I done a good job!
They all have 'stuff' happening in their lives but they are not drug/alcohol addicts and for that, I am proud of every single one of them. I salute my children.
Laters. x
My kids are swimming behind me like proverbial tadpoles too. My oldest has just bought his own pad, mortgage and everything! My baby is expecting her own baby and the middle child, in her words, "is still at home and working a dead end job".
Said middle child is working a job the opposite of her field. Although I know she secretly loves it, it's still not what she has been trained for so I understand her frustration. But she's a mature young adult and I trust her to choose the right home for me when I need it.
My eldest has always had his head screwed on the right way and am proud to call him my son. As for my baby,(she's made a lot of mistakes, haven't we all?) I'm her birthing partner which is, in my eyes, the biggest compliment any child can give his/her mother.
Considering I lost my handbook (you know the one that pops out with the child?) when all my kids were born, I believe I done a good job!
They all have 'stuff' happening in their lives but they are not drug/alcohol addicts and for that, I am proud of every single one of them. I salute my children.
Laters. x
Wednesday, 22 February 2012
Tinterwebs
An emotional day today. I'm going to be a grandmother in six months! Wow! I'm not old enough surely? If you're any of my children, don't answer that question.
But yeah, my baby is having a baby. News updates as they come.
In other news, my book is coming along nicely. I might write another paragraph then post it to Wattpad and see what others think.
The interwebs is a great invention don't you think? In the space of two minutes, I can speak to other people hundreds of miles away, post pics for family to see or (my fave) search IMDB for 'that voice in a movie you know but can't put a name to'! How did we ever pass exams in school back in the day?!
Laters x
Monday, 20 February 2012
Family.
How does one feel when one's baby is expecting a baby?
My baby left me/home, to go live with her dad when she turned 17. I didn't stop her, although it ripped my insides out, but she needed to find herself.
Was I wrong? I don't believe so. After all, I was giving her the freedom to choose what she wanted.
She lasted four weeks there.
Then became homeless.
Was I still wrong? Should I have taken her back?
Well, no. I still don't believe so. I may have been harsh but I believe I was teaching her the difference between right and wrong. How not to take others for granted.
Call me a bad mother or any other expletives you can come up with but I stand by my decision.
Anyway, a year and a half down the line, said child is with child. She wants me to be the birthing partner. I am over the moon, ecstatically excited about this.
Why should I be after how I was treated you may ask?
Plain and simple.....she's my daughter. She's family. I love her. That's it. Nothing more.
Someone once said.."you can choose your friends but you can't choose your relatives."
I stand by that saying. As much as anyone loves their kids, they can do emotional damage to a parent, with or without the parent's knowledge. But we all unconditionally love them.
My baby is having a baby and that makes me a grandparent. So now, do I have to look after the grandchild as well as the child? Where does the caring stop and the unconditional love start?!
Laters xx
My baby left me/home, to go live with her dad when she turned 17. I didn't stop her, although it ripped my insides out, but she needed to find herself.
Was I wrong? I don't believe so. After all, I was giving her the freedom to choose what she wanted.
She lasted four weeks there.
Then became homeless.
Was I still wrong? Should I have taken her back?
Well, no. I still don't believe so. I may have been harsh but I believe I was teaching her the difference between right and wrong. How not to take others for granted.
Call me a bad mother or any other expletives you can come up with but I stand by my decision.
Anyway, a year and a half down the line, said child is with child. She wants me to be the birthing partner. I am over the moon, ecstatically excited about this.
Why should I be after how I was treated you may ask?
Plain and simple.....she's my daughter. She's family. I love her. That's it. Nothing more.
Someone once said.."you can choose your friends but you can't choose your relatives."
I stand by that saying. As much as anyone loves their kids, they can do emotional damage to a parent, with or without the parent's knowledge. But we all unconditionally love them.
My baby is having a baby and that makes me a grandparent. So now, do I have to look after the grandchild as well as the child? Where does the caring stop and the unconditional love start?!
Laters xx
Thursday, 26 January 2012
So, I finally have a night off! It's a strange occurrence these days what with the new job and all. I enjoy it but boy, it's tough on the old bones. I'm on my feet at least 10 hours a day and those feet not only support my weight but do it on a concrete floor. So, you should all really give my feet sympathy and not me.
No-one really bothers to look after their feet but have you ever stopped to think what your life would be like without them? You feet go through a lot of trauma on a daily basis so you really should start appreciating them as soon as you are able. Mothers...spend that extra money to buy your child correctly fitting shoes. Your child will thank you one day!
I'm lucky in that #1 daughter is a beauty therapist and I have pedicures on tap. Try giving your feet a treat once a week and booking a pedi with your weekly manicure. Your feet will love you! And if you're local, I can put you in you in touch with #1 daughter.
Laters x
No-one really bothers to look after their feet but have you ever stopped to think what your life would be like without them? You feet go through a lot of trauma on a daily basis so you really should start appreciating them as soon as you are able. Mothers...spend that extra money to buy your child correctly fitting shoes. Your child will thank you one day!
I'm lucky in that #1 daughter is a beauty therapist and I have pedicures on tap. Try giving your feet a treat once a week and booking a pedi with your weekly manicure. Your feet will love you! And if you're local, I can put you in you in touch with #1 daughter.
Laters x
Wednesday, 18 January 2012
This is not my words but I associated myself with them.So, whoever the author is..kudos to you!
I don't have an amazing figure or a flat stomach. I'm far from being considered a model but, I'm me. I eat food. I have curves. I have more fat than I should. I have scars. I have a history. Some people love me, some like me, some hate me. I have done good. I have done bad. I love my Pj's and I go without makeup and don't get my hair done. I'm random and crazy. I don't pretend to be someone I'm not. I am who I am, you can love me or not. I won't change!! And if I love you, I do it with my Heart!! I make no apologies for the way I am.
Thursday, 12 January 2012
Hey!
Well, I have a new job. Go figure. After three years at college doing a management course so I never have to work for minimum wage....I am now working for minimum wage. Six months unemployed can do that I guess, tearing the proverbial hair out would send anybody to the cleaners, or a cleaning job! Okay, I'm not quite a cleaner, but the next best thing. To be perfectly honest, I'm probably more qualified than my boss but I need the money. (don't we all?)
Anyway, while I was unemployed, I took up a hobby. And no, it was not Zynga games on Facebook. Honest! I started to write. Whether it comes into fruition or not is anybody's guess, but writing is what I believe I'm good at. Let's face it, you're reading this...right?!
So anyway, my written work is part fiction and part life experience. #1 daughter is reading it in sections and is my fiercest critic, therefore she will decide what happens to the finished product. You might see it in print, you might not or if you're really close to #1 daughter, you might see it raw in all its glory. She will decide.
So, yeah, my new job. Hmmm...Let's hope my new boss doesn't google to intensely or I might be out of a job. She has had her fingers burnt in the past with staff but I believe she really doesn't know what she has in me. Why am I blowing my own trumpet? Certainly not because she may read this but because I know what I'm capable of and she doesn't trust me to do it. But, as I said....I need the money and maybe she needs the staff. Watch this space.
Laters xx
Well, I have a new job. Go figure. After three years at college doing a management course so I never have to work for minimum wage....I am now working for minimum wage. Six months unemployed can do that I guess, tearing the proverbial hair out would send anybody to the cleaners, or a cleaning job! Okay, I'm not quite a cleaner, but the next best thing. To be perfectly honest, I'm probably more qualified than my boss but I need the money. (don't we all?)
Anyway, while I was unemployed, I took up a hobby. And no, it was not Zynga games on Facebook. Honest! I started to write. Whether it comes into fruition or not is anybody's guess, but writing is what I believe I'm good at. Let's face it, you're reading this...right?!
So anyway, my written work is part fiction and part life experience. #1 daughter is reading it in sections and is my fiercest critic, therefore she will decide what happens to the finished product. You might see it in print, you might not or if you're really close to #1 daughter, you might see it raw in all its glory. She will decide.
So, yeah, my new job. Hmmm...Let's hope my new boss doesn't google to intensely or I might be out of a job. She has had her fingers burnt in the past with staff but I believe she really doesn't know what she has in me. Why am I blowing my own trumpet? Certainly not because she may read this but because I know what I'm capable of and she doesn't trust me to do it. But, as I said....I need the money and maybe she needs the staff. Watch this space.
Laters xx
Friday, 6 January 2012
So. Christmas eve. Got the flat organised, got settled with #1 daughter and she gets a phone call. From her father. Me being the nice person that I am and #1 daughter knowing this, says on the phone..."yes dad. Of course you can come up dad" "what number are we? We are number 8." At this precise moment in time, I wished I was number four. (Apologies go out to all my fellow genre fans at this moment in time.)
Anyway, after a quick change, no phone box in sight, (groan) the doorbell rings.
In walks #1 daughter's father. A bit worse for wear with the drink but in he walks anyway.
Me being me, as I mentioned before, welcomed him and offered him a drink. Surprisingly enough, he was really civil! IE: I am no longer frightened of him!
Was it that moment that decided it? I'm not sure. I just know that he is no longer a threat to me and I actually felt sorry for him.
Go me!
Laters xx
Anyway, after a quick change, no phone box in sight, (groan) the doorbell rings.
In walks #1 daughter's father. A bit worse for wear with the drink but in he walks anyway.
Me being me, as I mentioned before, welcomed him and offered him a drink. Surprisingly enough, he was really civil! IE: I am no longer frightened of him!
Was it that moment that decided it? I'm not sure. I just know that he is no longer a threat to me and I actually felt sorry for him.
Go me!
Laters xx
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