I have already confessed to failing to document 2013’s resolutions. That is why my 2014 resolutions look a lot like 2013’s should have. These were written weeks ago… it’s February already. Clearly I need the pressure of a public posting to kick my butt into action.
I recently wondered – what is the legacy that I am leaving my children? What weird, quirky habits will they one day explain with “Oh dear! I get that from my mother”? Looking down my list I realise that I should apologise to my children now. “Sorry Beautiful, your Mama is a nutter.”
In the interests of expanding my mind, every now and then I like to branch out and read serious literature. By this I mean sensible books written by well-respected authors and definitely NOT the blog posts, web articles, FB updates, historical romances…etcetera, etcetera that I usually read. But reading Fitzgerald has turned out to be a thought-provoking experience….
Barbie has been much maligned in recent years. People are contemptuous of her movies, they disparage her fashion – and they make fun of her boyfriend Ken (that’s low). But not me, I’m a fan. From observation, I find that Barbie is a well-rounded, accomplished young woman with impeccable manners – an ideal role model.
It’s August. I still don’t have my New Years Resolutions sorted. That, and mis-matched underwear, are on top of the list of things with the power to cause me an internal state that I liken to cosmic dissonance.
It isn’t uncommon for mothers to feel that they’ve lost their identity. I love pinning inspiring images on my Pinterest Board. Lately I’ve realized that Pinterest is reflecting back a picture of myself! So I’m ‘finding’ myself through my pins.
Dear Great A’Tuin, Cosmic Turtle, This last week I’m feeling particularly sensitive to the enormous uncertainty in a couple of key areas of my life. Given your…