A crazy little thing called Love

As the song goes "Love hurts .." Watching teenagers and their relationships develop and fall apart on FB or some other means makes you sometimes feel thankful that you are no longer a teenager. But no one tells you that it does not get any easier as you get older, some things never change. In some ways we are never the wiser and certainly it doesn't hurt any less. What happens when the honeymoon is over ? An article I read some months ago reckoned that it was just over two years and a few months that the honeymoon period in a relationship is over. This is the time when one of the party is started to be taken for granted and the thrill of hearing their voice, or receiving that text or waking up and thinking about the other when they are apart starts to diminish or has even disappeared. I for my part say that is not true, but what about the other? What do you do ? Do you ask if something is wrong? Do you just sigh and hope that things will get back to how they were before ? Yes, life gets in the way, but life has always been there. One thing I have learnt is that you should never look back, that doesn't help at all. But what of the future ? This I do not know , I do not have a crystal ball. All I know is that we will all struggle on through each day and hope that someone will love us, warts and all.

Horizontal musing

A grey morning today, no frost, no blue skies, no sunshine. Not a day to spend outside either in the garden, on the bike or walking. Certainly not a day to listen or watch the news. Today there is no news except for the Royal Wedding. They are a brave couple, I will give them that, better they stay as they are I say, but David Cameron will be rubbing his hands in glee, what better to boost the economy than a Royal Wedding in the offing? Today will be spent trying to improve my own economy and that is as daunting as the national one, but mine will not be rescued by the announcement of a Royal wedding and will not be solved by lying here.

Sunday Morning thoughts

I need a plan, a good plan. A plan for today, a plan for the future. I am not sure what, but one thing I do know is that I need to plan to do something and something positive. Some things I can do something about , others are beyond my control and lie in the hands of others and so I am at their mercy.

Life is shit sometimes.

Life, but not as we know it .....

It has been a trying weekend, I am definitely technologically challenged . I am supposed to be an intelligent woman and should be able to perform the simplest of tasks; (how hard is it to install a scanner program?) But no, having spent too much time over the last couple of days going through the whole process in a logical way (well to me totally logical Captain) and I still haven't succeeded. The question is do I throw in the towel and just forget about the whole thing or do I follow my instinct and go back like a bad penny and try again before I ring a friend and ask for assistance? Who knows maybe I am just a sucker for punishment and will have one more try. What it has taught me is that I am not IT orientated and should just accept the fact that it is something that I should just use for pleasure and not try and earn a living in it. So that decision made for me, what do I do ? The increase it the retirement age will mean that we are going to have have to work longer and be equipped to support ourselves that much longer, but what about those of us who are struggling now to find something that we can do to support ourselves? Having raised a family and out of the job market for far too long has been a rude awakening and find myself marooned on a remote sandbank with no means of getting off. Yes, I can scrape enough money together to go and do a course, but what course? As money is already scarce I cannot afford to squander money on a course that is not going to provide me with an significant asset with which to find a job. There are far more qualified , experienced people out there already struggling to find a job, now must be one of the worst times to wake up and smell the coffee about the next step.

One thing is clear, I have to do something. I just wish I knew what it was.

This is life Jim, but not as we know it !!

Long Time No Here ....

It has been I while since I have put any words on here - no excuses really , just too tied up with other things going on in my life. I have missed the cathartic feeling that opening your mind, your heart to the power of the written word can give you. But on the other hand, oh how the misinterpretation of the written word can cause all sorts of misunderstandings! Imagine back in the days when there were no phones or internet and the only means of communicating were either by speaking directly to one another or by the written word. Today, I suppose it is just the same but there are just different media through which to achieve the same end. So how then with all these different ways of communicating, does it all go so miserably wrong? I enjoy listening to Fearne Cotton on Radio 1 when she does her feature on dating and the interpretation of texts from men to the female after the first date. It can be very amusing to listen to what she thinks it may mean and then others texting in their thoughts on the meaning too. I think the problem that men and women's brains are just wired so differently. What a male may think is a harmless statement can be seen in a completely different way by the female. I seem to have this problem again and again. I used to think I was paranoid, but now realise I am just a normal and other females think like me too (well some do)- what a relief !

Now what did that comment on Facebook really mean ???

And so it continues .......

Short and sweet....

I think, threrefore I am.

Well maybe, but not today it seems

Life is too short....

Life is too short to play games with people's heads and emotions. It could all end tomorrow and what would have been the point?

My own little world .....

I was chatting to my daughter this morning and we were talking about the weather ( as we were listening to Chris Moyles go on about the weather to Dom) and I just happened to mention that the people next door but one had had their lawn cut yesterday . Nothing suprising about that I suppose, but for some reason we started chatting about the family that live in the house. As most people around me work during the day it is always very quiet , and unless you also have children at the local school , you can go all day without seeing or speaking to another soul. I digress, but not far, but I just mentioned that I had not seen the father for a very long time. My daughter just looked at me with one of those " Ow muummm ! " looks on her face and then proceeded to inform me that they split up 2 years ago !!! Yet another single parent family in the village, we seem to have more than our fairshare of those ! It makes me wonder whether there is a jinx in the village because as soon as people move here, they split up ! Most probably down to one of the wicked witches that prowl around here posing as doogooders or Parish councilors ... Enough of my ramblings, back to my own little world.

A new day, a new dawn...

Good morning. An early start today to get child number one up to get her to school for a French exchange visit. It was dark but suprisingly, not too cold. Makes a change to be up so early for something other than a ski race, though I was chatting about skiing to another mum. 5.26am, child is despatched and wave goodbye for yet another 10 days. I was suprised and pleased to get a text from a friend asking if she had been delivered on time.( Do I have a scatty reputation ?) How sweet and made me smile. A good way to start the day. Simple things do make the difference.

I am now sitting drinking coffee watching the sky change colours as the day starts. What will today bring ? Time to get child No 2 up and ready for school and start all over again...

Is there an Unhappy Mother's Day ?

For days now we have had to endure anything and everything remotely connected to Mothers. While this might be a good thing to remind people about thinking about their Mother and treating her as a human being in her own right and not as cook, cleaner, washer, teacher, agony aunt, emotional punchball, entertainer , cash provider etc etc, the list is never ending; what about those who will not have a Happy Mother's Day ? Today will just be another day, I'm off to do the food shopping , the washing etc just like any other day and yes I will be cooking lunch and dinner too.

I demand an Unhappy Mother's day too !!

Long Time, No Hear.....

Oh dear, I promised myself when I started this blog , that once I had started I would finish ..... However , daily dramas ( I should blog them.. ) get in the way of things I want to do for myself. I had been reading the other day in a magazine, I think it was the Sunday Times Supplement, about the power of women bloggers - called " The Man's Guide to Mumsnet". It was very amusing and I should pass on to other female friends to peruse. Anyway, I divert, but not necessarily in a random way, the power of healing that writing down one's thoughts and frustrations can impart is underestimated , a bit like receiving personal therapy sessions rather than listening to one's children's growing agonies. Maybe i will have another go later .....

Happy Snowy Frolics

How come every time I leave the country to go skiing it snows here? nearly every year it happens. Races cancelled in Austria due to the lack of snow and then arrive at Les Houches, France where the race is cancelled due to too much snow ! What on earth is going on ? Skiing with friends is always good fun, very sociable , but skiing with family can be a disaster. We have resolved this by going our separate ways on the slope so everyone is happy. All you have to think about is when and where the next vin chaud or hot chocolate stop is, but this too can cause friction when skiing with other families ! It should be made a ski bi law - no skiing with other family members - this will ensure a happy holiday for all and no divorce proceedings pending at the end of the hols! Back home now with a mountain of washing with the ski stuff to be put away for a few weeks when it happens all over again, but sadly with a different group of friends. It will be enjoyable nontheless, unless there is a win on the Lottery ! I can only dream .......