Valentine’s Day – Love is….

Valentine’s  Day is almost upon us. The day where we remember Saint Valentine, the patron saint of hearts, chocolates, roses and cards…Oh, wait…
Now don’t get me wrong I’m not some kind of grinch, OK yes I am. I love the idea of celebrating love. I LOVE it but, as with every lovely idea, commercialism has come along and just ruined it for everyone. The run up to Valentine’s day is an abundance of adverts for meals for two, pretty outfits to impress the love of your life, jewellery, pink wine because pink is LOVE obviously, chocolates and tacky cards. Continue reading “Valentine’s Day – Love is….”

The hardest thing about being a parent..IMO

Order is restored! Or at least something resembling order is restored.
Aoife is back at school, Rory is back at work and Seth is watching Toy Story 2 back to back whilst dressed as Buzz Lightyear. Continue reading “The hardest thing about being a parent..IMO”

It’s the most wonderful time of the year…

Christmas is my favourite time of year, definitely my hap-happiest season of all.

I watch too many made for TV Christmas films and aspire to romance that doesn’t exist that way, to live in a lovely lodge type home in Perfectville USA where everyone knows everyone and it snows at Christmas. To have garlands round the open fire, a Christmas tree in every room and throw amazing Christmas parties. Oh a girl can dream.  Continue reading “It’s the most wonderful time of the year…”

The Polar Express – Weardale (by a 6 year old)

I will come right out and apologise now.

Sorry.

As we are in that festive period, my attempt at creating a ‘perfect’ Christmas has gone into overdrive. With that and this ‘parenting’ thing I do I am going to probably be a shoddy blogger between now and the new year. Well, unless something irks me then my soap box and I will be out in full force. Continue reading “The Polar Express – Weardale (by a 6 year old)”

Sweet child o’ mine.

In 2010 I was pregnant, I would have told you that if my child were a girl she wouldn’t always wear pink, if it were a boy he wouldn’t always wear blue.
I would have told you that my child would always show good manners.
My child wouldn’t have a snot encrusted face.
My child wouldn’t have massive public meltdowns. keep reading