Sometimes I think I believe that trying to be good, really is as good as it gets. Other times, I think that that’s just a hideous cop out and I really ought to don the yellow catsuit and ask myself ‘what would Uma Thurman do?’
Here’s the thing:
I know the grass really isn’t greener, and yet sometimes I’ll [...]
Posts under ‘Navel Gazing’
Trying to be ‘Good’
Random Musings of the Busy Brained
Hello loves.
It’s been ages, huh? I’ve missed you.
Unhappily I’ve been trying to do too much and as a direct consequence I’ve been failing at pretty much everything. I wanted to write something on Sunday, but I was hungover thanks to the lovely Jules’s birthday bash *and* I stupidly decided that I really ought to moderate the 800-odd comments on [...]
Cold Weather + Lack of Will Power = Diet Fail
It’s January. It’s cold. It’s a bloody stupid time to start a diet. No one will have any idea of how fat (or otherwise) I am because I am wearing so many clothes.
That’s why I don’t feel at all guilty about my food intake today. It looks like this:
- One pot of ambrosia creamed rice [...]
Wallow
The reds often visit at this time of year.
Infinitely reliable,
Well, more than some I could mention;
And always intent upon outstaying their welcome.
They are attracted to baubles and tinsel and bad Christmas songs;
In just a few more sleeps,
They will all be gone…
Over-Sharing and the Art of Gracelessness
I think that there are very few people on the planet who are truly comfortable in their own skin. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty comfortable, but nonetheless suffer with a millionty (yes that is a number) teeny tiny insecurities which have a habit of turning me into a big giant ball of fear.
The fear is [...]
