01 Jul 2017 18 Comments
in #tjshouseholdhaikuchallenge, Poems, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #TJ's Household Haiku Challenge, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Challenge, Dance & Dream, Haiku
TJ has some great words and a beautiful image to inspire us today!
And I managed to write two, inspired by both the words and the image.
Twas a dream come true
To dance with my Prince like this
Is a fairytaleI feel so pretty
Waltzing around the ballroom
In a surreal wayRitu 2017
Proud member of the Haiku Hub!
01 Jul 2017 31 Comments
in #SoCS, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: Aaaah, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Dan Antion, Linda G Hill, Ooooh, Ooooh aaaah, Socs, Stream Of Consciousness Saturday
It’s Saturday, which means time for the #SoCS prompt! This week, as Linda has “a gazillion things to do” Dan Antion of No Facilities is filling in!
An interesting prompt this week Dan, thanks!
Ooooh, aaaah!
Every time I move my arm!
I seem to do myself more harm!
Ooooh, aaaah!
My shoulder is killing me!
I am filled with self-pity!
Ooooh, aaaah!
Not easy to teach like this!
Should really give classroom dancing a miss!
Ooooh, aaaah!
Not sure what to do!
Think I’ll go and make a brew!
Ooooh aaaah!
Seriously
Heat spray is the thing for me!
Ooooh aaaah!
Dan, you are a hard task master too! But hope this got the points lol! My shoulder has really been hurting for the last few weeks… possibly an effect of the accident in February? Still, it made for good fodder for this post!
30 Jun 2017 23 Comments
in #WritePhoto, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #WritePhoto, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Flash Fiction, flight, Sue Vincent
Sue’s Prompt for #WritePhoto this week.
Part one of Becca And Jack’s story – here
Becca lay in bed gazing out of the window.
A week or so had passed since she had been rescued.
Jack had been an angel, honestly. He’d taken time off work to look after her and had been amazing, tending to her every need.
And now she was starting to feel stronger. Strong enough to go out for a walk, or a hobble with her crutches, to get some fresh air, and to clear the stifling vibes that had been building up inside.
He meant well, really he did, but from the moment she woke up, until the second her eyes closed, he was there.
This morning he was pacing, she knew there was something he wanted to say, and in the end he did.
“Who were you going to meet, that day?”
She had genuinely been going for a walk the day she inadvertently slipped down a tunnel and got trapped in a tunnel for a few days. It had been because of him that she had needed to escape the house.
The constant questioning and suspicion had got all too much and she needed to think.
To clear her mind.
Usually she would have been rather meek in her response, bumbling some story to prove her whereabouts, but after four days trapped in that tunnel, some sort of resolve had built up inside.
“For goodness sake Jack, I was out for a walk! I tripped I fell. Isn’t it punishment enough, that I was trapped for days, with an injury, without you making it all about you?”
Jack sat, slightly shell-shocked. Becca had never answered him back before.
“Right, well, I’ll just go and make a cuppa…” He left the room.
But only for a few moments.
Becca knew.
Looking out of the window, she watched the beautiful Kite soaring over the rooftops. Not far behind her was another. Imagining the first bird to be like her and the other to be like Jack, she thought “See, they never leave us alone. Always there, following us, checking up on us…”
A quiet knock at the door heralded the entry of her Jack, tray set with two cups of tea and a plate of biscuits.
See? He just can’t leave me alone…
30 Jun 2017 35 Comments
in Health, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Health, Healthy Eating, Slimming World, Weighing scales, Weight Loss
When I’ve been good, I’ve been really, really good.. when I’ve been bad, I’ve been really awful!
There were fruits, veg and salads… there were chocolates, cakes and ice creams!
And it won’t end there… we still have to celebrate Lil Man’s birthday properly, s there will be a meal out, and CAKE obviously too!!!
But what about my weigh in??
Well, tragedy struck when I realised on Wednesday, that my scales had died! And even my emergency pair were finished too! Dang!
I had to fit in an emergency pit-stop to the shops at lunchtime to pick me up a new pair ready for this morning! (Run = exercise – good thing!)
But with a new pair of scales you can’t be sure they are fully calibrated to be the same as your last. As I couldn’t hop from one pair to the other to see whether they weighed me the same, I was dubious. But my new all singing all dancing Weight Watcher scales (sorry Slimming World, I love you but you haven’t got your own scales!) tell me I was the same as last week!
I’ll take that! Better then these ones telling me I was actually a heifer!
So onwards, and hopefully not upwards!!!
Have a great, healthy week Peeps! I hope to report a loss next week!
29 Jun 2017 54 Comments
in Children, Family, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Happy Birthday, Lil Man, mum
This time twelve years ago I was proudly holding in my arms, a little bundle of love who Hubby Dearest and I had waited years for!
Lil Man made a pretty spectacular entrance into the world, with his own little build up attached.
Sitting at work, (it was my last week before maternity leave started) I realised that I was a little, ahem, damp, down there. Funny, I didn’t think I had sneezed (ladies with pelvic floor issues after pregnancy will be aware what I mean!)
I thought nothing of it. Coming home, I waved Hubby Dearest off to the gym, and then something happened again. It was only little but I knew for sure I hadn’t sneezed.
No.
It couldn’t be! My due date was in three weeks. It was my first baby. First babies were late!
I tried to ignore what was inevitably un-ignoreable. My friend messaged me, saying she had dreamt about me having a baby boy.
I called her up straight away. “Your dream might be coming true sooner rather than later!”
She convinced me to ring the hospital, and to tell my mums too.
But I was in shock. How could my waters be starting to break?
Needless to say, yes, things were happening, and after a full on water break, dams busting, gush of amniotic fluid all over my bed, we went to the hospital.
He still made us wait though.
I was there for a good 12 hours on various drugs and monitors, before I finally, epidural-induced, pushed this little miracle out!
And what a wonderful day for him to arrive, on my mum’s birthday!
Going forward, 12 years, I am a proud mum to a very confident, caring, sometimes frustrating Lil Man.
He may be small, but he is special in so many ways, and I wouldn’t change him for anything!
And I always say to my mum that I could never outdo the present I gave her on her 55th birthday… her first grandchild!
So, here’s to two very special people in my life!
Happy 12th birthday Lil Man, and Happy 67th birthday to my Mum!
Love you both lots, and wish you a wonderful day!
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