Saturday, 29 September 2012

Saturday Smiles

And lo, the wanderer returns!

What are you thankful for today? I'm feeling incredibly blessed lately.

Seeing wildlife up close and personal while walking into town with my friend Tracy, who took these cute pictures of this little dormouse eating blackberries after we'd dropped our daughters to school. Ms Mouse was truly enchanting to watch, and so tame, we weren't more than 15cm away from her when these photos were taken!

Time with lovely people.
Friends are amazing, and I've really been blessed with some awesome friendships. I've met people from far and wide, and I've had some great times. Lots of playing in play parks (sometimes even with a child involved!), complaining about the RUDEST PUB IN THE WORLD, sitting in a park in London talking and eating sweeties, watching movies on my sofa, deep discussions with friends over coffee. All these times with people are a blessing, knowing that you're not alone, and that people care, it's such an amazing feeling.

Love. I'm not in love in a romantic sense (not yet at least... who knows what tomorrow holds?), but I'm blessed with love still. I love my daughter, and I know she loves me, even when she's wearing her grumpy pants. I love my family, I love my friends, I love the fuzzy little crackpot we call Mymble, and as you might guess from my previous paragraph..  I love my friends.

Wednesday, 19 September 2012

House Rules

Did you have house rules when you were young? Do have rules for your own household now? How do you deal with behaviours and attitudes you find unacceptable within the house?

I'm lucky, my daughter is generally a delight to be around, but as Henry Wadsworth Longfellow said -

(There was a little girl, who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead,

... When she was good, she was very, very good
But when she was bad she was horrid.

I'm not expecting perfection from her, Until I am permanently perfect, I can't expect others to be, after all; however I'm just asking for a decent set of manners, and to be listened to somewhat.

I'm going to sit with Abbie this afternoon, and discuss house rules. I think it's important to involve her in the writing of the rules. If she feels that they're something she helped decide on, maybe she'll stick to them better?

Sunday, 16 September 2012

5 reasons I'm glad to be alive

  1. I'm getting to see Abbie grow up. I love this kid so much, she is living proof that good can come from bad. She inspires me, frustrates me, delights me all at once sometimes. Sometimes it's been really difficult being a lone parent. I don't think I've been too alone on this journey though. My father, Aunt ( Allso Lizzy ), and Uncle, and Grandparents have all been so much help. More than I deserve, I swear.
  2. Really ties in with #1. My family. I'm honestly so blessed with them. They are heaven sent. They say you can't choose your family, and it's a good job. I don't think I'd have been able to choose as well as the ladies and gents I've got.
  3. Coffee... Lets face it, I'm foul without it. I don't end up with excess caffeine in my blood system, I have excess blood in my caffeine system.
  4. My friends. I really love my friends. Whether the penpals who I've been writing to for over a decade, or the mum-friends I've made at the school gate. This is the first time in my life that I've felt like I have friends who really want me around (I certainly didn't feel that during my school years)
  5. Myself... I'm sorting out my issues, and really starting to enjoy my life. I think that's pretty awesome, don't you?

Thursday, 13 September 2012

En route to three

So, at Weightwatchers on Tuesday I got the news I'd been waiting to hear. I have officially lost 2 stone now. Not 1 stone 13.5lb where I had been stuck for the best part of the month (sneak peak on the scales shows I've lost 2st2 as of today, hopefully that'll stay that way til next Tuesday). I'm pleased with my progress. My health has already had some big improvements.

I don't get out of breath climbing the stairs behind my flat.
My ankles aren't puffy and retaining water anymore. For the first time in half a decade.
I haven't had half as many headaches as I used to.
Since my boobs shrunk a size my backache isn't so bad.

I definitely plan to carry on with this. I know some people are judgemental, and think that anyone who doesn't accept the body they've got is an asshole, and if you wanna call me an asshole, hey I'm an arsehole.(Because I'm British, lets use the right word, right?). I wonder why people get their pants in a twist about weightloss..... dying your hair, getting piercings and tattoos are changing your body too. So lets not double standardise ourselves right?

Sunday, 9 September 2012

Inspiration Sunday

To anyone reading this...

What inspires you? Do you get inspiration from big things, small things, everything or nothing?

I used to have such a negative head on my shoulders that I don't think I saw inspiration anywhere. It's been a long journey to see the positives in my life, and learn that even the littlest things can be an inspiration. I'm glad I managed to change my mindset.

So, what inspires me?

1. Laughter.
If something makes me laugh, my spirits are immediately boosted, and I find myself wanting to pass on the endorphins, and hopefully make someone else laugh. I've always loved sitcoms, I've been rediscovering some old faves lately.
The IT Crowd. Image shows from L to R: Moss (Richard Ayoade), Jen (Katherine Parkinson), Roy (Chris O'Dowd). Image credit: TalkbackThames.

2. Walking

Whether it's an aimless trip up on the South Downs to clear my head, or walking around local towns playing tourist and taking photos walking is great for inspiration. It gives me time to think and not concentrate on anything other than my thoughts (and not getting TOO lost)

3. Music
Whether it's listening to the amazing music other people have made, or making some of my own I find music so inspiring. It's a real rarity that there is no music playing in my house. Even right now, my little one is asleep, so I have Deine Lakaien pumping straight into my ears courtesy of my mp3 player. One of the best gifts my Dad gave me was to tell me never to say no to a type of music until I'd at least tried a couple of songs. I know it's a cop out to say that you like "all" music, but barring some mindless thud thud thud club music I have to say I do love a lot of music. And it's such inspiration, whether some heavy rock with a big drum beat for me to jog along with, or a beautiful soaring piece of classical to just lay down and chill out to, or some sweet bouncy twee indie-pop to dance around the house and clean to, it's amazing how music can inspire you.

Wednesday, 5 September 2012

Reliving my youth

Summer Holiday ends today. The little'un is back to school tomorrow, so today while she was firmly ensconced in playing with her dolls I fired up my Xbox (Crystal one <3) and played a bit of Fable. I first got this game when it originally came out, and have always had a major soft-spot for it.

 We went to Newhaven Fort too, somewhere I haven't been since I was around Abbie's age. We had a lovely time, here are some of the photos. Abbie, and then abbie and I at the entrance :)

Abbie stood infront of the searchlight.

Abbie, Grandad Beebee and I stood infront of one of the guns

Part of the WWII display

The Air Raid Display - Showing 2 shelters, and people being dug out. We also got to go into a simulated air-raid. It was scary enough knowing we were perfectly safe, but that this was real life for Nanny Beebee and Nanny Penguin during the war

Grandad looking out to Sea over West Beach

Abbie in an empty Gun station.

From a similar angle. On a totally whole other note, this used to be a little playground with dodgem motorbikes and a small arcade and cafe. It was still open in 2007 when I lived in Newhaven, but had shut down and been demolished since. It's ever so weird to see it like this, I have some amazing memories of that place.