Day 2 of healthy eating plan and looking forward to this salad. Blimey.....not sure what has happened to me lol xx
Friday, 20 January 2012
Monday, 16 January 2012
What will be will be....
"Sometimes we struggle so vigorously with
a vision of how things are "supposed to be"
that we lose sight of what is "meant to be"."
Saturday, 19 November 2011
Wednesday, 19 October 2011
First Sleepover
You had Callum and Harry sleep over last night as their Mum and Dad had to go to Liverpool for Kaz's Grandads funeral. You were all absolutely golden! Chicken nuggets and chips for dinner, a bounce on the trampoline and a lovely bath. You chose a story each and we read them all snuggled up on my bed. You all went to sleep with not a single peep from any of you. .... Love it! :-) Now you and Hazza are playing in the park as I am sitting on the bench writing this.....
Sunday, 9 October 2011
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Wednesday, 23 February 2011
What Kind Of Life Do You Want?
"Follow your heart, embrace your dreams.
It is never too late to create what you want in life.
Or, to give back to the world all that you are meant to give."
Sunday, 20 June 2010
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
I am most definitely SMART!
- Recently, in a large French city, a poster featuring a young, thin and tan woman appeared in the window of a gym. It said:
- THIS SUMMER DO YOU WANT TO BE A MERMAID OR A WHALE?
- A middle aged woman, whose physical characteristics did not match those of the woman on the poster, responded publicly to the question posed by the gym.
- To Whom It May Concern:
- Whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, sea lions, curious humans). They have an active sex life, they get pregnant and have adorable baby whales. They have a wonderful time with dolphins stuffing themselves with shrimp. They play and swim in the seas, seeing wonderful places like Patagonia, the Bering Sea and the coral reefs of Polynesia. Whales are wonderful singers and have even recorded CDs. They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans.
- They are loved, protected and admired by almost everyone in the world.
- Mermaids don't exist. If they did exist, they would be lining up outside the offices of Argentinean psychoanalysts due to identity crisis. Fish or human? They don't have a sex life because they kill men who get close to them not to mention how could they have sex? Therefore they don't have kids either.
- Not to mention who wants to get close to a girl who's skin is all scaly and smells like a fish store?
- The choice is perfectly clear to me...
- I want to be a whale.
- P.S. We are in an age when media puts into our heads the idea that only skinny people are beautiful, but I prefer to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a good dinner with a man who makes me shiver and a latte with my friends. With time, we gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out to the rest of our bodies. So we aren't heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated and happy. Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, "Good gosh, look how smart I am"!
The Wooden Bowl
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Poppy Appeal
The average British soldier is 19 years old ... he is a short haired, well built lad who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears and just old enough to buy a round of drinks but old enough to die for his country – and for you. He’s not particularly keen on hard work but he’d rather be grafting in Afghanistan than unemployed in the UK. He recently left comprehensive school where he was probably an average student, played some form of sport, drove a ten year old rust bucket, and knew a girl that either broke up with him when he left, or swore to be waiting when he returns home. He moves easily to rock and roll or hip-hop or to the rattle of a 7.62mm machine gun.
He is about a stone lighter than when he left home because he is working or fighting from dawn to dusk and well beyond. He has trouble spelling, so letter writing is a pain for him, but he can strip a rifle in 25 seconds and reassemble it in the dark. He can recite every detail of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either effectively if he has to. He digs trenches and latrines without the aid of machines and can apply first aid like a professional paramedic. He can march until he is told to stop, or stay dead still until he is told to move.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation but he is not without a rebellious spirit or a sense of personal dignity. He is confidently self-sufficient. He has two sets of uniform with him: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his water bottle full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never forgets to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes and fix his own hurts. If you are thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food is your food. He'll even share his life-saving ammunition with you in the heat of a firefight if you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and regards his weapon as an extension of his own hands. He can save your life or he can take it, because that is his job - it's what a soldier does. He often works twice as long and hard as a civilian, draws half the pay and has nowhere to spend it, and can still find black ironic humour in it all. There's an old saying in the British Army: 'If you can't take a joke, you shouldn't have joined!
He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in his short lifetime. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and he is unashamed to show it or admit it. He feels every bugle note of the 'Last Post' or 'Sunset' vibrate through his body while standing rigidly to attention. He's not afraid to 'Bollock' anyone who shows disrespect when the Regimental Colours are on display or the National Anthem is played; yet in an odd twist, he would defend anyone's right to be an individual. Just as with generations of young people before him, he is paying the price for our freedom. Clean shaven and baby faced he may be, but be prepared to defend yourself if you treat him like a kid.
He is the latest in a long thin line of British Fighting Men who have kept this country free for hundreds of years. He asks for nothing from us except our respect, friendship and understanding. We may not like what he does, but sometimes he doesn't like it either - he just has it to do. Remember him always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.
Now we even have brave young women putting themselves in harm's way, doing their part in this tradition of going to war when our nation's politicians call on us to do so. When you receive this, please stop for a moment and if you are so inclined, feel free to say a prayer for our troops in the trouble spots of the world.
Tuesday, 11 August 2009
Irena Sendler
There recently was a death of a 98 year-old lady named Irena. During WWII, Irena, got permission to work in the Warsaw Ghetto, as a Plumbing/Sewer specialist. She had an 'ulterior motive' ... She KNEW what the Nazi's plans were for the Jews, (being German.) Irena smuggled infants out in the bottom of the tool box she carried and she carried in the back of her truck a burlap sack, (for larger kids..) She also had a dog in the back that she trained to bark when the Nazi soldiers let her in and out of the ghetto. The soldiers of course wanted nothing to do with the dog and the barking covered the kids/infants noises.. During her time of doing this, she managed to smuggle out and save 2500 kids/infants. She was caught, and the Nazi's broke both her legs, arms and beat her severely. Irena kept a record of the names of all the kids she smuggled out and kept them in a glass jar, buried under a tree in her back yard. After the war, she tried to locate any parents that may have survived it and reunited the family. Most had been gassed. Those kids she helped got placed into foster family homes or adopted.
Last year Irena was up for the Nobel Peace Prize ...She was not selected. Al Gore won, for a slide show on Global Warming! The prize doesn't always go to the most deserving!
In MEMORIAM - 63 YEARS LATER
Please read the little cartoon carefully, it's powerful. Double click on it to make it bigger so you can read it! :o)
It is now more than 60 years after the Second World War in Europe ended. This is in memory of the six million Jews, 20 million Russians, 10 million Christians and 1,900 Catholic priests who were murdered, massacred, raped, burned, starved and humiliated!
Now, more than ever, with Iraq , Iran , and others, claiming the Holocaust to be 'a myth,' it's imperative to make sure the world never forgets, because there are others who would like to do it again.
Friday, 12 June 2009
Boring Boring Boring.....
OK, please see post below from Monday 12th January!! I might as well just cut and paste it - how annoying is that! 6 months on and I can say exactly the same thing all over again. So, basically I have done CRAP over the last 6 months....yes.....6 freakin months and now I'm saying the same old boring thing again about the same old boring diet. Day 1 (again) and yes I have managed to stay within my points! I am hoping that one day when I say this same old boring stuff that I will actually have the will power to STICK to it and that in 6 months time I am SLIM!!!! Other people do it so why the hell can't I just get my arse into gear and DO IT too!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok, rant over LOL xx
Monday, 12 January 2009
Diet (yes again) Day 1
OK, I'm back, been a looooooooooooong time gone but I'm back now :o)
Joined Weight Watchers today and so far so good. I get 23 points and I have had 20 today - woooo hoooo.
Off to bed now, hopefully tomorrow will be a good day too. One day at a time this time and slowly slowly catchy monkey or so they say!!
Wednesday, 13 August 2008
Sunday, 27 July 2008
Flipping Heck
I only have one thing to say...............................I'm HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and I don't like it! Oh, I guess that was 2 things to say! LOL :o)
Saturday, 26 July 2008
If...No.2
If you had to lose one of your five senses which would you give up?
I think it would have to be smell. I wouldn't want to lose ANY of them and hope I never have to find out what it would feel like. I am thankful and blessed to have all 5. I can't imagine a world where I can't see my baby girl growing up. I love food too much to get rid of taste but then again actually maybe that would be a better one to get rid off, perhaps that would help my diet! Oh No! But wait! Imagine smelling something gorgeous like fresh bread cooking and then not being able to taste it - that would suck!
Hearing and sight are the 2 most important to me and then I wanna be able to feel my babies hugs so touch has to come third so really it is between taste and smell, I think I'll stick with smell.
So, what about you guys?
Friday, 25 July 2008
Fitting In Spiritually
I just read my gorgeous friend Syd's post spiritually speaking and it reminded me that I have been meaning to do a post myself regarding the same topic. Those who have been reading my blog from the beginning will know I have been on a bit of a journey to find god or find a religion that I actually believe or feel I fit in with.
I struggled with the whole getting Kadyn christened thing as I didn't want to stand there and make loads of promises about Jesus and stuff that I didn't whole heartedly believe in myself. However, I did want to thank god for my beautiful baby girl. I have never doubted god himself, just the fact that some people believe there is only ONE path to him. I have always thought good people in many different religions will all reach god in the end, we all just have different ways of getting there.
Most religions are not tolerant of other religions and I really struggle with that. I read loads of different stuff in my quest to find a religion I felt like I really agreed with and I finally came across this:
Click here for more details on : Unitarianism
They believe that:
- everyone has the right to seek truth and meaning for themselves.
- the fundamental tools for doing this are your own life experience, your reflection upon it, your intuitive understanding and the promptings of your own conscience.
- the best setting for this is a community that welcomes you for who you are, complete with your beliefs, doubts and questions.
They can be called religious ‘liberals’:
- religious because we unite to celebrate and affirm values that embrace and reflect a greater reality than self.
- liberal because we claim no exclusive revelation or status for ourselves; because we afford respect and toleration to those who follow different paths of faith.
We are called ‘Unitarians’:
- because of our traditional insistence on divine unity, the oneness of God.
- because we affirm the essential unity of humankind and of creation.
I like it!! I feel like I fit in here! I called the fellowship in my area and spoke to a lovely lady who's father is a retired minister. Him and his wife travelled down to meet us and he is going to perform the naming ceremony for Kadyn in September. I feel so much more comfortable about the whole thing. We have some beautiful readings about life and children and I will post them on here after the ceremony.
I have always wanted to be part of a religion, church or group. I feel like an outsider sometimes and I often wish I had found that faith that so many people have at an early age. I read some blogs where people seem to have an almost second family, their church family. It seems like a different world sometimes. Everyone seems happy and kind. There are people that are married to their high school sweethearts, have a lovely houses, beautiful children, active busy lives, happy happy happy, they go to church. I often wish I WAS in that kind of life. I went down a different path I guess.
I think the whole community thing is so much bigger in the states too, one of the reasons I sometimes wish we had stayed there. Well, actually I don't so much wish we had stayed there, more like wonder what it would have been like if we had. Would I have become part of some kind of group. Would I have done loads of activities I enjoyed (they always had way more activities and social events at school in the USA than over here ever did) or would I have always felt like the outsider over there. The English one. The one that speaks differently.
Actually I have always wanted to fit in. To blend into the background. Be the same as other people. I don't like being different, I don't want to be different. I don't want to be unique which is a bit weird I suppose - I want to be like other people - It makes me feel better. I don't know why!!
I guess that is why I was searching to fit into a religion. I wanted to be able to say I am a ........blar blar blar. I wasn't content being the ONLY one that thought the things I thought and felt the way I did and it was a huge relief and comfort when I found the Unitarian website and read what they believed in. I no longer felt like I was ALONE - there are others out there that think a little like ME!!
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