A FEW weeks ago I went for an eye test as I could have sworn my eyesight had deteriorated a little. However, amazingly the optician chap told me that my vision is absolutely fine and even though I was obviously happy with that, I have to admit I was also a little bit gutted that I couldn’t treat myself to a pair of fancy glasses! I love glasses. I really
IN the three or so years that I have been blogging, I am forever amazed at the wealth of blogging talent that I come across. Day in, day out. At the ability, determination and creativity of bloggers. Women (and men) just like me – who pour their hearts out, who write ferociously, who share parts of their lives – for all the world to read and see. So I love
IT’S International Happiness Day today and I had a really good idea to write a post about everything that makes me happy. But then the eclipse happened this morning (check out my Instagram feed for my amazing (kind of!) pic) and I got giddy and now I’ve ran out of time. Because truth be told, so many things make me happy. Make me all warm, cosy and fuzzy inside. And
LAST night I did something I’ve never done before. As an adult. I spoke. In public. To a group of people. About blogging. I know. Impressive huh?! ;-) I was nervous, I was frightened and I felt a little bit out of my depth. Last time I did any kind of real public speaking was way back at school, and I’m 35 now, so you know, it’s been a while. When
THIS morning I read a piece by one of my favourite bloggers James Altucher. I’ve mentioned many a time how much I love this guy’s work but seriously if you haven’t checked out his phenomenal blog yet (and subscribed) then please do because it is BRILLIANT. And life changing. (And I do not say that lightly.) Anyway. I was reading this particular piece when I came across this line, which
SOMETIMES the thought of cooking another meal makes me want to scream. You know how it is. It’s been a long day, you’ve had little time to yourself, you’re – to be quite frank – knackered and by the time your little one has settled for the night, it’s almost 8 o’clock and you’re ready to collapse. On days like this, I’m often more than happy to settle for a
IT’S Mother’s Day on Sunday. A lovely day. A day to reflect, be appreciative and if you’re a mum, to hopefully receive a little thanks too. Not that we need it of course (that’s so not why we do this job) but it would be rather lovely all the same wouldn’t it? To know that you’re loved. To know that you’re valued. I’m already ‘winning’ at Mother’s Day this year.
EVER feel like your blogging efforts are going unrewarded? Are you sick of spending heaps of time on a post and feeling that no one cares about what you’ve written? Do you look at other bloggers, read other blogs and sometimes feel inadequate, jealous, cheesed off?! Yes? You do?! Brilliant. Then it’s not just me then. *smiles* I’ve been blogging for over three years now and in the main, I