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One-liner Wednesday – Seasonal display

Autumn

I like to think of Autumn as Mother Nature putting on her best party dress.


This week’s midweek musings are prompted by Linda G Hill and her amazingly naughty dog biscuit photos!

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Just as well it’s Monday…

Young hipster woman tired for work and nap on workplace .

… said few people, ever! I don’t think my body would cope with another wild weekend!

Strictly speaking, I haven’t actually uttered these words aloud, but they did wander across my mind. I blame the dawn chorus for waking me up at 4am! Who thinks rational thoughts at stupid o’clock in the morning? Not me for sure.

So what prompted this daft notion? In short, a weekend of living as if I were back in my student years. I’m not even remotely sorry, just a bit tired, and my liver may well be waving a white flag!

Mr D and I took advantage of an empty house, and empty neighbours house, to pretty much do what we fancied, when we fancied, accountable to nobody else. The glass recycling wheelie bin is full to the brim! The hot tub was used so much that I think I’m growing webbed feet! I certainly got my moneys worth out of my streamed music subscription, blasting out through the built-in speakers!

We stayed out late on purpose, making the most of the UK heat wave. To me, there is something special about the clear night sky in midsummer. It never seems to get completely dark, just a deep velvety blue, enhanced by moonlight and stars and the occasional bat!

All this decadent living has caught up with me today. I wish I had the stamina to keep up the wild lifestyle all week but I don’t. Instead I have the attention span of a gnat and my work-mojo has disappeared. I’d rather be outside pottering in my garden instead of looking at it from my office window.

Ah well. There’s always next weekend, but scaled down to accommodate the returning free-range adult kids!

Wishing you all a wonderful Monday.

Cath xx

 

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Trying hard not to count my chickens…

Graduation Caps Thrown in the Air

Have you ever had a great piece of news that you’d love to shout from the rooftops but have to sit tight with it? It makes you feel like you’ll burst at the seams if you don’t tell at least one person.

I’m fit to burst, bust with pride now that I’ve recovered from the shock of an early morning phone call.

This morning our house phone (how retro are we?) rang before 8:00am. I was in the shower (typical), covered from head to foot in soapy bubbles. I heard hubby answer the phone and listened to hear if it sounded good, bad or neutral. I couldn’t tell.

Rinsing off as fast as possible and wrapping up in a towel, he handed me the phone, a quiet smile on his face.

An excited daughter was on the line. Had I seen her texts yet? Well no. I hadn’t made it downstairs yet! Technology is banned in our bedroom. Turns out her final exam results are out for her degree and, before final confirmation (hence the trying not counting poultry), it looks like she has a 2:1 (upper second).

I’m not allowed to tell anyone, so keep it under your hats please.

Happy Friday Eve

Cath, super-proud Mum xx

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Season’s greetings to all

Christmas

Hello lovely readers. I am taking a break from technology over the Christmas period.

I will be celebrating with friends and family, feasting, playing with new toys (I am hopeful I have made it onto the Nice List), and generally relaxing as much as possible during Yuletide.

I wish you all a peaceful Christmas and a happy and prosperous New Year.

Cath xx

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The importance of a strong core at Christmas time

This time last year, as I prepared for the annual office party, I went through the obvious checklist.

Dress

Shoes

Accessories

Hair

Makeup

Mani-pedi

Nice matching upholstery to make the most of my curves

… and then

Pads for the inevitable “Oops!” moments.

Damn it! Those things can really ruin one’s pre-party buzz. I must remember to visit the ladies before I hit the dance floor.

Fast-forward to last week. Two Christmas parties in one week. My check list was mostly the same, except for one item, those blooming pads.

In January this year, I stamped down my metaphorical foot, and said “No more pads. No more leaks. There has to be something I can do. I’m not going through the rest of my life being afraid to sneeze!”

A chance conversation with a good friend opened up an opportunity to chat with a women’s core training specialist. Within two months this lovely lady had worked miracles for me. I now sport a flatter, firmer tummy, and core muscles strong enough to allow me to get through the hay fever season, sneezing willy-nilly!

I’ve been mostly good at keeping up with the program since the course finished (Santa, please take note) and it’s paid dividends. Armed with this inner strength and confidence, I boogied my butt off at both parties. My only regret, apart from a stonking hangover, is that I didn’t meet this lady years earlier.

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One-liner Wednesday… I shall go to the ball.

Cinderella

“Life is not a fairytale. If you lose your shoe at midnight, you’re drunk!”

I have no intention of being careless with my footwear at this year’s office Christmas party, which is why my new dance shoes have ankle straps to secure the sparkly, glittering treasures to my feet.

I may turn into a pumpkin at the stroke of midnight, but I fully intend to go home with both shoes in my possession, irrespective of any alcohol on board!


Today’s one-liner Wednesday is brought to you by Linda G Hill